Spiritual Recovery: Be Invincible Starting From Delivering Food

China Headquarters——

Cui Zhenjun asked via remote call:

"What's the situation on the rear? Beijing must not be breached! It is the gathering place of our Chinese culture!"

The correspondent shouted happily:

"Stopped! And still moving towards victory!"

Cui Zhenjun asked: "Which Chinese master took action?"

Correspondent: "Sent to the express company...they stopped the opponent's thousands of troops!"

As soon as these words came out, Cui Zhenjun was stunned on the spot.

There is no such thing as joking in the military, and correspondents will never tell lies with their eyes open.

In other words, it was really the 'soldiers' under Ye Xiaoshu who held China's defense line!

"This brat still has this skill." Cui Zhenjun smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Wu Ding used spiritual skills to kill an abnormality next to him, then turned around and asked:

"What laughing?"

Cui Zhenjun explained: "The attack on Shangjing was stopped by Ye Xiaoshu's purifiers."

"It's those platinum and diamond boys."

Wu Ding: "Huh?"

"This...can this be stopped? What do they eat to practice, so they are so powerful?"

Cui Zhenjun said: "When he wanted to establish an organization, most of the people in the military did not agree. Now the purifiers protect China's rear..."

"It really gave us old guys a swollen face."

Wu Ding urged:

"Okay, stop saying a few words, the next wave of attacks will come soon."

Cui Zhenjun nodded, picked up the spiritual mineral water, drank it, and then joined the battle.

The war continues, and the world is on the verge of collapse.

As long as China does not fall, these groups of sand soldiers will continue to attack China.

The army struggled to support the enemy's attack until a month later——

Winter is coming and snow is falling.

The white power is overwhelming the mountains, the clouds are cold and the sky is haggard.

The cold weather made the war more severe. It had been so long, and the apostles had no intention of invading. They just kept sending believers to attack.

The Earth Apostles travel around the destroyed continents, reviving those continents that have been destroyed by war.

Reinforced concrete was replaced with jungles, swamps, mountains, and basins.

All traces of the passage of human civilization have been dragged deep underground.

It seems to be doing something it considers extremely important.

That is - to reset the world and return it to its original state.

After continuous wars, China's resource consumption can no longer sustain it.

Especially the defense line in the south is on the verge of collapse.

Southwest Defense Line——

From the small country that perished, soldiers were reborn one after another.

Believers consume their own life source to create soldiers.

They are energy bodies transformed from aura and life force, and the Chinese side are all flesh and blood warriors.

In the trenches.

A soldier rubbed his hands, and a snowflake fell on the back of his hand, which was purple with cold.

There was a big hole in the black gloves, and the cold air penetrated from the gloves straight into the pit of my heart.

"Cold...so cold."

"Lao Li, our brothers haven't eaten for two days."

Lao Li looked around, secretly took out a piece of tinfoil from the inner layer of his clothes, and threw it towards the other party.

"Xiao Zhang, continue."

The gloves barely caught the tinfoil and almost slipped to the ground.

Xiao Zhang reluctantly opened the tin foil, and inside were frozen and moldy compressed biscuits.

Lao Li smiled and said:

"You can't put this thing in your mouth right away. It will choke. You have to moisten it with saliva little by little and smooth it into your mouth."

"The mold on it can be eaten by just pressing it with your thumb."

Xiao Zhang immediately thanked:

"I owe you a favor for saving my life, Lao Li."

"By the way, why did you remember hiding cookies in your clothes?"

Lao Li's smile froze, and he said in a deep voice:

"I still remember last winter, when the first apostle was born and invaded China."

"That's how my monitor gave me a moldy compressed cookie."

"Later, he died at the gunpoint of his teammates."

Bidolu's mind control field caused the soldiers stationed at the defense line to kill each other.

If it hadn't been for the regicide's cannon, the battle would have definitely failed.

Xiao Zhang patted Lao Li's shoulder knowingly, sighed and said:

"Old Li, my condolences."

Lao Li waved his hand and said: "It's okay, what is in the past is in the past."

"Those of us who are soldiers, in such troubled times, may die one day."

"It's just that now... food and water have been unavailable. I'm afraid I will be eaten alive by these apostles."

After hearing this, Xiao Zhang broke off half of the biscuits, wrapped the remaining half in tin foil, and gave it back to Lao Li...

Things like this happened repeatedly in the trenches.

In winter, there is no grass on the ground, and there is no place to chew bark.

When you are thirsty, you can only eat snow, but this will lead to loss of body temperature and lead to insufficient energy in the body.

Military camp——

Feng Yingyi stared at the other believer with bloodshot eyes.

The medical soldier said with some distress: "Commander, please have something to eat, the cook has specially prepared a chicken for you."

Feng Yingyi cursed:

"Isn't this nonsense! Hurry and chop the chicken into foam, cook it with rice and send it to the soldiers!"

"I have reached the Saint level and can still resist for a month!"

He pushed the medic aside and walked to the communications office.

The correspondent fainted from hunger and fell on the table with his eyes half closed.

Feng Yingyi clenched his fist with his left hand, picked up the device with his right hand and sent a message to the rear:

"The southwest defense line is asking for support! If you don't come, we will starve to death!"

If he could get out of here, he would have withdrawn long ago.

Feng Yingyi wanted to know what happened in the rear, so that support could not come for so long!

At this time, Cui Zhenjun's call came from the phone.

"This is the Commander-in-Chief."

Feng Yingyi shouted: "Commander Cui! You don't know how long we have been without food! What is going on in the rear..."

Cui Zhenjun said seriously: "How long can I last?"

Feng Yingyi: "I can't hold on any longer! The soldiers are so hungry that they can't hold on any longer! Some of them ate snow until they froze to death. Do you know how distressed I feel when you look at me?"

Cui Zhenjun: "I asked you how long you can last!"

The sharp scolding made Feng Yingyi wake up.

You can tell from the commander-in-chief's tone that things are not going well for the rear.

The whole of China is being besieged from all sides, and its troops can only be scattered everywhere.

Coupled with the delayed autumn harvest, food shortages spread across major military regions.

Feng Yingyi: "Three days, the last three days."

"If we don't retreat, the defense line will not be breached by then, and all the soldiers will die under the yellow sand."

Cui Zhenjun: "Resist, it will take five more days, please Lao Feng."

The phone hangs up.

Feng Yingyi threw the communication equipment on the table and shouted to the people behind him:

"Turn over the snow! Dig up the weeds and chew the bark!"

"The logistics department has to dig deep to find something to eat!"

Just when Feng Yingyi was disheartened, a soldier ran in from outside and shouted:

"The support is coming! The support is coming!!"

"Commander, hurry up and send someone out to move the goods!"