"The troops rushing to support the T-119 defense line have already set out, and the nearest vanguard will arrive within fifteen minutes!"

On the Kunlun Giant Ship, a communications officer reported the progress of the war to Li Tianran.

Although human technology is not as advanced as that of the ancient civilization, the most advanced supersonic fighter jets can reach speeds of 1,200 kilometers per hour. The nearest combat camp to the T-119 defense line is less than 300 kilometers away from the battlefield. In the extreme dive state of the fighter jet, it may take less than fifteen minutes to arrive.

The subsequent multiple forces will also arrive in succession within half an hour.

"Two hours... Can this troop buy that time?" The communications officer muttered to himself.

Qin Yiming sat in front of the most advanced giant computer and used his program to simulate and deduce the war. Soon, he shook his head with a pale face and said in a low voice: "This troop is entirely composed of recruits and veterans, and their combat effectiveness is not strong."

"Facing the offensive of two Apostles, they can only... hold on for an hour at most."

This was the best result obtained by the giant computer program after hundreds of simulations in a short period of time. Under ideal conditions, even if the new troops arrive, it would be the limit for the T-119 defense line to hold on for an hour!

In other words, unless a miracle happens, this troop will not be able to complete the combat mission at all!

In the command room, everyone's faces were a little sorrowful.

Although they are all members of Kuangxi Island, they are also human beings. No one can really remain calm when watching their own race about to suffer a catastrophe.

This is a kind of empathy from the depths of the soul.

"Human beings themselves are the race most adept at creating miracles..." At this moment, Li Tianran suddenly spoke. His tone was very calm: "Especially the Federation troops."

Qin Yiming's eyes widened when he heard this.

He knew very well that Li Tianran had always been brooding about the Federation because of Yuan Wen's matter, but listening to his tone at this time, it seemed that he had let go of the prejudices in his heart!

Li Tianran took a deep breath.

Zhang Shoucheng's words before rushing to the defense line did have some changes in Li Tianran's state of mind.

Although Li Tianran still does not think that Zhang Shoucheng's behavior of taking away Yuan Wen's ancient-level fruit was correct, he still cannot forgive him until now.

But... at least Zhang Shoucheng didn't lie to himself!

Zhang Shoucheng is not a mean, selfish, and aloof politician who regards the lives of his subordinates as pawns and himself as a chess player.

When facing life and death, he can at least treat his own life and the lives of his subordinates equally.

He doesn't double-standard!

Even until now, Li Tianran has mastered the military power of the entire human race and become the supreme swordsman, Zhang Shoucheng still has not apologized or softened to Li Tianran about Yuan Wen's matter, because Zhang Shoucheng has always felt that what he did was right, and the belief in "sacrifice" he adhered to was correct, and he also proved this with his own life.

For such a person, Li Tianran can hate him because of Yuan Wen's matter, and at the same time, he will admire him because of today's matter!

"Yes, the Federation troops are indeed an existence that can create miracles... This has been proven countless times in history." Seeing that Li Tianran's attitude towards the Federation had eased, Qin Yiming's face also showed a smile.

In the War of Independence, the weak and backward Federation still fought bloody battles for eight years and finally defeated the enemy in the situation that almost most of its territory was occupied by the invaders.

At the beginning of the founding of the country, the poor and backward Federation once again sent troops, crossed the defense line of neighboring countries, and confronted the 17-nation coalition led by the then first power, the European Union. It won the victory in the situation that the whole world was not optimistic about it, and laid the foundation for a strong country in one fell swoop.

In countless wars, the Federation has repeatedly created war miracles with the weak defeating the strong, and is world-renowned.

"Federation, my... homeland." Li Tianran raised his head, looked at the distant East, and said in a low voice: "Create another miracle for me to see."

Boom!

There was a roar of artillery fire over the Gobi Desert of North Asia.

In the command room, Lu Chi's slightly tired voice sounded, coming from the intercom system:

"All the enemies who invaded the Kunlun Giant Ship have been cleared. Please instruct the next action!"

Hearing this, Li Tianran's eyes gradually became fierce.

He slowly moved his gaze to the two miracle buildings below, straightened his collar, and issued instructions to the entire Kunlun Giant Ship through the system.

"From now on, activate all the firepower. I want to blast these two arks below to pieces within two hours!"

"Before night falls, I want to end this war!"

As Li Tianran's roar sounded, terrifying energy fluctuations began to accumulate on the entire surface of the Kunlun Giant Ship.

Below, those two miracle buildings finally stopped being as stable as Mount Tai. They began to move slowly, seemingly...

Feeling uneasy!

...

Buzzing!

"The front is 60 kilometers away from the T-119 defense line!"

On the plane, the reconnaissance system broadcast the latest location.

Zhang Shoucheng opened his eyes.

The front is about to reach the defense line battlefield, but his mood has become calm instead.

"Still unable to get in touch with the defense line headquarters?" Zhang Shoucheng asked.

"..." The staff member with the communication headset quickly replied: "We can only receive some intermittent signals, and cannot communicate normally. The magnetic field interference is too strong."

"If we go a little further, the radar on our plane may be affected to a certain extent!"

The shock waves and electromagnetic interference generated by the explosion of various weapons on the battlefield, coupled with the energy mixed together by a large number of Zhinan-type (Intelligent Brain-type) Beast Kings when attacking, made the entire T-119 defense line a turbulent magnetic field area.

So until now, Zhang Shoucheng could not understand the specific situation inside the defense line giant city.

"Distance to target... thirty kilometers!"

"Distance to target... twenty kilometers!"

Getting closer and closer to the defense line giant city, at a distance of thirty kilometers, the plane could already observe the billowing smoke rising from the area ahead, as well as the constantly exploding flames.

This discovery made Zhang Shoucheng feel a lot more at ease.

At least this means that the war is still going on, and the legion on the defense line has not been completely destroyed!

If it is really a piece of calm, a piece of silence, that is the most terrifying!

...

At this time, on the defense line battlefield.

Chakajin fell to the ground, his left half of his body completely torn apart, exposing internal organs and Senran's white bones, the skin on his face drooping, looking almost like a remnant corpse.

His chest rose and fell slightly, and the blood was almost drained.

Not long ago, he was attacked by a second-rate sequence Follower, almost fatally. If it hadn't been for the counterattack of the Pathfinders next to him, he would have already died in the belly of the beast.

But even if he survived, his current state is very bad.

Several Pathfinders surrounded him, desperately blocking the surrounding surging tide of beasts, but they had long since reached their limits, and the steel knives in their hands were already scarred and dilapidated.

On the battlefield, there are fewer and fewer Northern Territory Legion soldiers who can still stand.

The Ocean Apostle and the Star Apostle slowly moved towards the defense line giant city. They passed by Chakajin without even looking at the Pathfinders who were desperately resisting.

In their eyes, these human beings are already dead.

"Kuangxi Island, my home..." Chakajin felt his body getting colder and colder, and his consciousness became blurred. He stretched his hand to the sky, trembling all over: "Can't... can't go back!"