211: Come on, family members

The news of a Permanent Dungeon appearing in Changtu County spread like wildfire.

In fact, there was no need for rumors.

The movement of supplies from Liaobei Province to Changtu County alone could not be concealed.

Various heavy vehicles, Military transport trucks, cranes, engineering vehicles, and so on, continuously passed through Changtu County and entered Beishan.

Beishan was a place where Changtu County residents usually went for recreation.

Although there were no famous historical sites, it had many trees and was a popular spot for young couples to date.

Now, Beishan has been completely sealed off.

Military personnel, armed with guns and ammunition, not only guarded every intersection but also patrolled continuously to prevent anyone from accidentally entering.

This series of actions led to endless speculation.

A few days later, confirmed news was officially broadcast through official channels.

"Changtu County gives birth to a Permanent Dungeon!"

"Liaobei Province fully prepares for battle, united in purpose!"

"Those with aspirations, please scan the QR code below to participate in the Dungeon Defense Battle!"

Not only was Liaobei Province continuously broadcasting the news.

The national television station was also broadcasting it on a rolling basis.

Calling on Martial Artists nationwide to sign up for the new Dungeon battle.

In fact, the Liaobei Province Martial Arts Management Bureau had already assembled a group of Martial Artists and arrived in Changtu County.

But they were not the main fighting force.

The true main force was still the Military.

The country dispatched the Eighth Group Army to be stationed in Beishan, Changtu County.

This part of the Military was divided into two parts.

One part consisted of Martial Artists.

The other part consisted of ordinary people.

These ordinary people had all undergone strict Military training and were very proficient in the use of firearms.

Bluntly speaking, when the Permanent Dungeon opened.

The first wave of attack would be launched by these ordinary Military personnel.

They would use various thermal weapons to conduct large-scale bombardment of the emerging Stranger (Yi Ren) or Vicious Beasts.

That is, indiscriminate, saturation bombing.

In the Earth Cave World, humans must accept the Law of the Dungeon and cannot use any traditional energy.

And in the human world, the Stranger (Yi Ren) and Vicious Beasts must also accept the Law of humans, which is the lethality brought by weapons.

It can also be said that this is also the different civilization directions taken by the two worlds, the Dungeon and Earth.

On the internet, the hot search about a Permanent Dungeon appearing in Changtu County remained high.

A large number of netizens left comments:

"Hiss~~~ This is not a good thing."

"It will probably be another unimaginable bloody battle."

"Go, Huaxia!"

"I'll donate a month's salary, Liaobei Province, hang in there!"

"Alas, I haven't been admitted to a Martial Arts University yet, but once I become a First-Rank Martial Artist, I will also participate in the war!"

"Defending the Dungeon means defending our territory and protecting humanity! Go!"

...

Everyone knew.

Permanent Dungeons were treasures for Martial Artists.

There were risks and opportunities.

But the first confrontation when a Dungeon formed was the most difficult and tragic battle.

The Stranger (Yi Ren) wanted to rush out and establish a base on Earth.

And humans also wanted to rush in and establish a base in the Dungeon.

The irreconcilable conflict between the two sides was destined for a sea of blood and mountains of corpses.

At this moment.

Beishan.

Night fell, and the originally quiet mountain instantly became brightly lit, as if it were daytime.

A massive convoy of engineering vehicles arrived at the scene amidst the roar of heavy machinery, and thousands of fully armed soldiers and engineers busily worked in a tense yet orderly manner, their figures silhouetted by the searchlights.

Shen Bei followed County Magistrate Shi Yong past several checkpoints and entered the heart of Beishan.

According to the coordinates provided by the Seismic Detection Bureau.

The epicenter of the tremor was within Shen Bei's current field of vision.

Shen Bei could feel the ground trembling slightly.

Like standing on a vibrating sieve.

Shen Bei was able to enter this time thanks to County Magistrate Shi Yong.

Otherwise, with Shen Bei's status, he wouldn't be taken seriously in such a sealed-off area.

Although Shen Bei had impressive achievements, he still could not disregard Military discipline.

Shen Bei looked out at the busy construction site.

A large number of engineering soldiers were racing against time and progress.

No one knew how long the tremor would last; once it stopped, it meant the Dungeon had opened.

And within this time, they had to race against the clock to build defensive fortifications.

These engineering soldiers didn't even eat hot meals.

When hungry, they would pull out a compressed biscuit, take a bite, drink some water, and continue working.

Watching this made Shen Bei's blood boil, and he also wanted to grab a shovel and get to work.

This was the power of infection.

It was a spirit that foreign countries could not learn.

But Shen Bei couldn't do construction work, so he had to give up.

These defensive fortifications radiated outwards from the Dungeon as the core, forming steel fortresses, like a group of silent giants squatting on the earth, majestic and awe-inspiring.

Towering concrete city walls stretched for several kilometers, with countless heavy cannons of varying calibers embedded in the walls, their dark muzzles like passages to Hell, ready to devour any invading Stranger (Yi Ren) and Vicious Beasts at any time.

At the front line of the position, watchtowers rose from the ground, their sharp iron spikes glinting with a cold light under the moonlight.

The radar antennas of the automatic fire control System rotated incessantly, like vigilant falcons, constantly monitoring any disturbances inside and outside the Dungeon.

Drones hovered in the air, providing real-time intelligence to ground troops, forming a three-dimensional defense posture like a net covering the sky and earth.

Heavy tanks, armored vehicles, self-propelled artillery, and other heavy firepower units were lined up, forming solid fire support points.

In the distant sky, swarms of transport aircraft flew overhead like mosquitoes.

These armaments alone, if deployed casually, could wipe out the equipment of an entire country, yet at this moment, they were merely for defending the Dungeon.

"They're really going all out," Shen Bei couldn't help but exclaim.

County Magistrate Shi Yong nodded: "This is our country's advantage; we unite our efforts. If this were abroad, I'm afraid that in the same amount of time, the two parties would just be finishing their arguments about how many personnel and funds to allocate."

"We are different; one word from above, and below, we are a single rope."

"Therefore, our country rarely experiences large-scale outbreaks of Permanent Dungeon chaos."

Shen Bei understood upon hearing this.

Permanent Dungeons were a long-term operation, a front that required continuous investment.

Some countries simply could not afford it.

They could only ask big countries for help with defense.

Some smaller countries even handed over Dungeons to organizations of unknown origin.

For example, it is rumored that the Apocalypse Cult possesses its own Permanent Dungeons abroad, not under government control.

This shows how powerful they are, an organization capable of doing what a nation cannot.

County Magistrate Shi Yong entered a temporary command tin house, coordinated some matters inside, and then left with Shen Bei.

...

"How's the reserve team training coming along?" County Magistrate Shi Yong asked curiously on the way down the mountain.

This was asking the obvious… Shen Bei clicked his tongue: "Just don't have too many expectations."

County Magistrate Shi Yong sighed: "Our Changtu County is considered a large population center in Liaobei Province, but while the land is spiritual, the people are not outstanding. After so many years, only you, a Martial Artist with boundless prospects, have emerged."

"Other Martial Artists… are not up to the task, which is why I agreed to Jian Shan's suggestion to have you be the reserve instructor."

Shen Bei tilted his head, gazing at County Magistrate Shi Yong: "County Magistrate Shi, don't tell me you still have some ideas."

"Ideas are definitely there, but they really aren't presentable."

County Magistrate Shi Yong lit a cigarette, the flame flickering in the darkness, and he continued: "When the Permanent Dungeon in Luan County opened, the local daredevil squad in Luan County became famous in one fell swoop. In the Dianbei Dungeon, the local Martial Artist guard also participated in the defense battle and fought well, receiving commendations."

"Not all, but every place where a Permanent Dungeon appeared, the local Martial Artists made contributions."

"Now look at us." County Magistrate Shi Yong took several deep drags from his cigarette: "Today I quietly went to First High School for a look, and it's hard to describe."

Shen Bei: ...

Shen Bei understood. The Dungeon was happening in their own backyard, and although Liaobei Province and the country were providing support.

Changtu County still had to contribute personnel and effort; they couldn't just throw their hands up and wait for others to do everything.

Whether Shi Yong wanted political achievements or simply acted from the perspective of not wanting Changtu County to lose Face.

Changtu County indeed had to provide people.

One could imagine, when the Dungeon opened.

The battle flags of the Eighth Group Army would flutter, and the battle flags of the Martial Arts Management Bureau would dance in the wind.

Other cities and counties from Liaobei Province that came to support would also fly their own battle flags.

Only Changtu County would have nothing.

They truly couldn't save Face.

And to save Face, with the current three or two members of Changtu County's combat readiness team…

Just go to sleep.

It wasn't that Shen Bei was disparaging the combat readiness team members.

Even if they requested to go to the battlefield, their physiques wouldn't pass muster; the commander would suspect they were there to cause trouble.

Shen Bei thought for a moment and said: "If it really comes down to it, I'll carry the flag myself."

Shi Yong's expression froze: "You? Yourself? Are you crazy! You're still a student, there's no need to put you on the front line."

"No."

Shen Bei's eyes flickered, a battle Awakening carved into his genes, revealing an incredibly excited expression:

"The strongest Martial Artists are never Cultivated, but fought out!"

Shen Bei did not resist the battlefield.

He even yearned for it immensely; every battle allowed Shen Bei to gain a spiritual thrill and pleasure.

This feeling was like an addict's, making it impossible to control the addiction.

County Magistrate Shi Yong hummed, Shen Bei certainly had the qualifications to participate in the war.

He thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth: "Alright, I'll make a battle flag later. No matter how small the team, at least our Changtu County will have contributed people."

"Oh, right."

Shen Bei suddenly remembered something and suggested: "Print the words 'Zha Tian Gang' on the battle flag."

"Zha Tian Gang? Are there others?"

Shen Bei grinned: "Of course there are; they are my 'resentful' family."

...

Far away in Lingnan City Martial Arts University, Qi Chuanyu and Liao Zhongyang both sneezed.

Qi Chuanyu poked his nose: "Why does it feel like someone is talking about me behind my back?"