Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

"Father!"

When Kant teleported back to Horus' body through the space anchor, the Iron Son instantly understood what was going on, and it asked, "Let's go now?"

Kant's expression is calm, and his mood is always between good and bad these days, the joy of saving his father, the joy of unraveling the knot at the beginning, and the joy of opening a new map, but there will always be news to remind himself that Danfeng Lucerne Still being besieged by elves, there is a war that is not over yet.

Not even the war on Comora's side is over.

He shook his head and glanced at his watch: "It will take a while."

Horus asked, "Why?"

"Because of the difference in time anchor between the White Mist World and the Earth, the White Mist World can only anchor the state of the Earth World three hours ago at most... Oh, no."

He gave a bitter smile: "It's been about two hours now."

During the Battle of Valentine, he kept opening large-scale space portals to accelerate the circulation of those quality weapons. After this battle, the time anchor between the Earth and the White Mist World became closer to two hours and seventeen minutes, and these two days He kept running back and forth, adjusting the time flow every time, so that the time difference between the earth and the white fog world was only two hours.

Damn elf.

The white fog world intercepts a certain moment anchored to the earth, rather than maintaining a time-parallel state with the earth, but the time anchor points of the two are constantly approaching, that is to say, after the two-hour margin is exhausted, white The time anchor of the fog world will be fully unified with Earth.

Space is a mirror image of each other, and time is also unified. What will happen then?

Damn elf.

He became irritable again and said, "We can't be idle during this time. "The weapons and equipment we got from the Russians will take time to get used to. I have a plan..."

He sent his father back to the underground fortifications of the embassy, ​​and ordered the two newly arrived mercenaries to prepare their defenses so as not to be attacked by the French during their departure.

The Burmese have just suffered from the loss of their French counterparts, and now they must be fighting for a breath. As for the Russians, they don’t need to worry. The more meticulous work mixed in, the more diligent and conscientious they will be.

The two D30 howitzers have been assembled and hung on transport trucks, ready to be maneuvered or deployed at any time. The Shileka River self-propelled artillery, which can sweep down a building in a few minutes, is on alert and can be dispatched to sweep the floor at any time. - Shooting on the ground is the daily routine of antiaircraft guns, don't play if you are uncomfortable.

Various light and heavy weapons and equipment delivered by An-124 transport aircraft were also unloaded.

"Five minutes, that is, thirty-five minutes in the other world, we will use this time to solve the problem." Kant said, "The new weapon needs to be familiar with, needs to be deployed, and needs to be manipulated. You need to prepare first."

There was no one around, the black light was shining, Horus returned to the world of white mist, and the next moment, another Hummer appeared in the same place, and the Iron Son always had to have a substitute.

After patrolling and investigating for a while, in order to avoid any movement from the French during this period, seeing that the time was almost up, Kant activated his ability and returned to the White Mist World.

Not in the community, but in the desolate Komora, the transit point for the materials just started, the time of the White Mist World is fixed at the moment of the first arrival, the clip at that time, a few trucks and self-propelled anti-aircraft artillery. Just as he drove in, Kant reversed the flow of time and said, "You continue, I'll take a look."

The Hummer was deformed, and the hands of the steel giant had already turned into a dazzling set of countless tools. He reached out and dragged an airborne platform, took down the howitzer, and was constantly studying it. Next to him, the self-propelled anti-aircraft gun had obviously been dismantled. Kant snapped his fingers , separate the space and come to another world.

This is a piece of woodland. A-gorilla and Waterfall Sword Saint stood not far away. Seeing Kant appearing, A-goreng jumped over, hugged him, turned around, and then stared at Kant's face.

She was pleasantly surprised: "This time it's much better!"

Hilmelia also showed a look of surprise, and then a look of joy appeared on her face. The last time they met, Kant seemed to be soaked in a pool of blood. This time, the hostility and murderousness have dissipated a lot.

It was as if he had returned to the way he had just met.

"you…"

She was both pleasantly surprised and curious. After all, calming her mood and restraining violence were also extremely difficult lessons for the practitioners in Dou Shen City, and how many hours have passed since then?

"how did you do it?"

"Well... it's really hard to say." Kant shrugged, "Maybe it's because of one sentence."

He didn't wait for the Sword Saint to continue to ask, and looked around: "Where's the elves?"

"This time, it's more troublesome. It's a magic troop equipped with a heavy magic tool and a battlefield mage regiment. Obviously, they are extremely well prepared. They are a dragon flag of the Royal Army, and the Stone Heart battle group..."

A stern look flashed on the face of Snowfall Swordsman: "The magic guide army, the mage army and the arrow army have been deployed, and the eagle eye team is conducting a large-scale search and search, we were almost discovered, and these elves are about to launch an attack on the nearby A long-range strike in the city of Agra... these vile elves!"

When she said this, struggle and hesitation flashed in her eyes.

The gorilla also gently pulled the corner of Kant's clothes.

Kant asked, "What's wrong?"

"Actually..." Hilmelia took a deep breath and said with difficulty, "I want to give up... Give up the city of Agra, give up the battle with the Stoneheart Chapter, and break through and leave at the fastest speed. After all, they have already started. The most powerful attack formation, the last time we fought, we faced the pure-blood elf troops for the first time, and we are no longer as powerful as before, maybe there will be trouble, and, your mental state..."

Kant raised his eyebrows: "Then?"

Sword Saint Puxue glanced at Achiang helplessly: "But that signal device is with her, she won't listen to what I say, unless you told him, so I must inform you."

"I said it was for your own good, she said, 'How do I know if you are really for Kant's good or pretending to be for Kant's good? Besides, even if it is really for Kant's good, you deliberately hide it from him, and you may end up not being good to Kant. Well, even if it's good for him now, if he knows it later, maybe it's not good', I didn't hear it clearly, but she is stubborn and won't let go."

—To be honest, Kant didn’t understand for a while.

But he understood.

Then he touched the face of the gorilla.

Aang was a little worried at first, but now his whole face brightened up. If there was a tail behind him, he would be swaying happily at the moment, and then glanced at Silmeria proudly.

With a look of "no one knows Kant better than me", his red hair was ruffled by the breeze.

"I still recommend that we make a choice. The closer we get to Danfeng Lucerne, the stronger our enemies will be. It's really not suitable for taking more risks..." Sword Saint Puxue sighed, "Just take it as my idea, I... "

Kant interrupted her and smiled: "No, we can win."

"Don't be stubborn." Hilmelia frowned, "Although you have eased your mood now, but seeing blood again and falling into high-intensity killings, there is still a risk of recurrence. Besides, the enemy is stronger than last time, and he has made With more adequate preparations, if we kill us like we do now, we will definitely be attacked by the heavy magic tool and the mage group, and they have already lined up the battle..."

"Then throw the stone from here."

"…what?"

"I said, lose his mother."

"I do not understand…"

"If it's not enough, throw a little more."

The Snowfall Sword Saint did not understand, but with a flash of black light, Kant had disappeared out of thin air, and flashed again, the terrifying alchemy chariot had appeared out of thin air, and then quickly turned into a human form.

Kant said: "Investigate it."

The right hand of the Transformer was rapidly deformed, the parts were contracted and assembled and expanded, and the lens was highlighted, turning it into a huge monocular. He stood up cautiously and carefully observed for a moment in the direction pointed by the Snowfall Sword Saint, and let Kant use it again. Invisibility teleported into the air and took a few pictures.

"Probably understand."

Horus' electronic eyes flashed for a moment, the data flowed, looked around, calculated the configuration, and said, "Back up...don't be so close, we can get a little further away, the farther the safer."

From good to flow, Kant and Transformers returned to the White Mist World, A-gorilla and Waterfall Snow Swordsman retreated, and according to Horus's request, retreated about ten kilometers to find a higher open area.

Location confirmed.

Father and son are back again, this time with a D30 howitzer on their shoulders.

The second time I returned, I took out the Shilka River self-propelled anti-aircraft artillery, as well as those trucks of supplies.

"You set it up."

Instructing Iron Son, the other party responded, Kant took a deep breath and prepared to return to the White Mist World.

"Father."

Horus asked, "How much do you want?"

Kant did not answer the question: "Let's see... see if that conjecture is feasible."

He activated his ability and returned to the White Mist World. There was still a box of ammunition in the car that he hadn't removed. He carried the box of ammunition, returned to Earth, and teleported to the vicinity of the warehouse. In the darkness, he put the copied items in the mirror world. to the ground, and then quietly left.

"Can you enjoy this wave, just watch it once..."

In the white fog world, golden energy penetrated through the body, and the power of time pushed the anchor point.

refresh.

The white fog world is not always consistent with the real world, but intercepts every moment of the real world for mirror projection, just like a certain anchor point of time.

Kant, on the other hand, can re-anchor the time anchor by virtue of the power of time and space.

The White Mist World will be reset to a new point in time.

If, at that point in time, something that has been used or taken is still in its place, in its original state, on Earth, then the same thing will appear again.

This is called a refresh.

Kant snapped his fingers.

The crimson scroll burned with golden fire, and the divine power of time condensed into the air, turning it into a huge ethereal body.

Kant held the bell rope and pulled it.

Ring the bell once.

Time begins to flow.

The sky and the earth were dark, and the black wave roared, sweeping everything and plunging the world into boundless silence.

Then, the tide receded, and the interwoven light weaved a whole new world, intercepting new anchor points, showing the attitude of time, solidifying time, and re-constructing the world.

Two assembled D30 towed howitzers towed by a truck.

The Shilka River self-propelled anti-aircraft gun.

and all supplies.

Kant flew to the corner of the warehouse, and did not find the box of ammunition that was temporarily put in between the grass and rocks, which disappointed him, and then shook his head.

The box of ammunition was originally a replica of the White Mist World. It was the state of a certain node of the box of ammunition on Earth. It was a frozen time. It may be because of this reason that it cannot be reappeared by the time-space mechanism of the White Mist World. Copy it... This is a pity.

Otherwise, one howitzer will become two howitzers, two howitzers will become four howitzers, four will become eight, eight will become sixteen, and if you copy dozens of times, it will swell to one and the five will do it all. Shockingly large numbers - a tale of a checkerboard howitzer.

If you can really do this, you don't have to worry that the white mist world and the other world will cause the countries to covet and frenzy. Tell the country about it, and then let the country make a list of the land and fill it with goods, and then **** it. Copy it dozens of times, and let's all enter the communist society.

"…never mind."

Although I am a little disappointed, after all, this method can also be used, right?

He snapped his fingers and took the new product to another world.

Ring the bell twice, three times, four times.

Five times.

The number of times was discreetly set to five.

Because refreshing the time anchor is not without cost, or in other words, the price is not small, he has already tested it before, what such power and power consume is not the divine power of time and space, nor the vitality of Kant, but The time difference between the White Mist World and the anchoring of the earth is one minute at a time.

So he only did it five times.

In addition to the one at the beginning, a total of twelve 122mm howitzers, six Shilka River self-propelled anti-aircraft guns, the rest of the large and small caliber machine guns, firearms, rockets, grenade launchers, and anti-army mines.

piled up like a mountain.

Almost enough.

Mainly... feel bad.

The base is still too small. There are only two howitzers and one self-propelled anti-aircraft gun. It takes one minute to copy each time. If it is a hundred howitzers, it is estimated to take one minute to copy once...

Although it is urgent, it is still too wasteful.

Confirming the time difference through a watch and other devices, it has fallen below two hours, Kant can't help but feel a pain in his flesh, and his hatred for the elves is a little more.

This war reparations must be in place.

"Is there any way to increase the time..."

He sighed like this and returned to the other world. Horus used both hands and feet to transform into a semi-mechanical and semi-robot form, deploying howitzers everywhere, and instructing the Snowfall Sword Saint and Aang to help.

In this firepower position, all twelve howitzers were lined up, and all entered into a fighting stance.

In addition, several rock puppets were carrying heavy cannonballs, and the other golems crawled into the cockpit of the Shileka River clumsily, the turrets turned, and the four 23 cannons were aimed at the sky.

I tried to teach Tie Son how to manipulate alchemy puppets before, but I didn't expect him to learn it. Although not as skilled as Kant, robots always have an advantage.

Their CPUs are multi-core, much more powerful than the human brain.

"In a hurry, father." Horus complained in a deep voice, "Maintaining this fire position and firing at full force is enough to involve all my energy, and a little more artillery, and I can't take care of it. Those alchemy puppets have a limited role. ...after all, it's a little awkward."

"I'll find a way."

Humans, greenskins, alchemy machines, and even new intelligent creatures inspired by the fire thief's secret method... There are many options, but none of them can be solved immediately.

The Sword Saint Waterfall looked at the howitzers lined up along the way. Obviously, big is good, big is strong. This kind of thinking is also accepted by the outsiders. She has been accustomed to the "pipe spraying out" of Horus and Kant. Arrow's combat method, I also understand the basic theorem that the bigger the pipe, the more powerful it is. Now, across the elf array, more than ten miles away, a dozen thick pipes are aimed at the sky, and a cannonball weighs 20 to 30 kilograms. All kinds of details And the signs shook her heart.

She had a hunch that her concept of war was about to be subverted again.

"Father, are you here to call to fire?"

Over there, the conversation between father and son came to my ears.

Juggernaut looked back, Kant was a little moved, but something seemed to sound, and then shook his head.

"Forget it, my legal fiancée is still in a certain city. You can't shout like that. It's a bit of a flag. Come and shout, you won't have a daughter-in-law anyway."

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PS1: Update...Ah, I actually wrote it around one o'clock, and then I suddenly found a bug, and it's amazing to rework...Gan, I fell asleep, and I can go home on the 12th.