Chapter 430 A gift from heaven

Your most important task every day is to check the defense of the city walls in the military zone and the comprehensive production status of the industrial zone.

"Sir, this year's population census has been completed." The city management minister knocked on the door and told you the news outside the door.

"Very good, Ai Weide, please come in, how many people do we have this year. The number of people will allow those craftsmen to master production."

Owen watched the city management minister come in with a stack of papers, and then Ai Weide handed Owen a brief table, and he put the rest of the complex table on Owen's desk.

"This year our city has 24 million people, which is about 2 million less than 10 years ago."

"Is it because of the problem of external development?"

"Yes, sir."

"Okay, I know, you go and get busy first."

Owen watched Ai Weide walk out of the door and sighed. Ten years of external expansion, fighting those damn monsters for so long, many people died but not many new settlements were established.

But what can he do? The craftsmen said that the machines in the factory area were too old. If there were no new parts and machines to replace them, it would only be a matter of time before food and production were cut off.

Fortunately, during the ten years of expansion, a lot of unused machines were found from the ruins outside, so that the craftsmen could make minor repairs to the factory area, but Owen knew that this could not be a long-term solution.

"What should I do? Will the glory of my ancestors be destroyed in my generation?" Owen sighed, covering his face with his hands and feeling a little melancholy.

Then he heard a sound from the sky, a red thing was cutting through the atmosphere and quickly falling to the ground.

The light created by the explosion dyed the sky on the horizon red, which was particularly conspicuous in this morning when the sun was rising.

"What is that? The treasure left by the ancestors in the sky?" Owen lay on the railing, staring at the distance without blinking, and then he became excited.

No matter what it is, he has to go and see it, maybe it can be the key to destroying the monster?

Owen thought of this and asked his loyal ministers to take charge of the affairs in the castle, and led the guards equipped with explosive guns and breastplates to the place where the fireball fell.

The Guards and Knights met under the metal wall, and Owen and Knight General Hughes waited for the gate to open under the wall.

"Be alert!" The soldiers on the wall aimed their muskets at the land outside the wall, which was full of barbed iron stakes, barbed wire and deep irregular trenches.

The soldiers knew that when the gate was opened, there would be a huge alarm and friction sounds, which would make the monsters that were not suitable for this world rush out.

The numbers on the gate were a little blurry, but the red alarm light on it was still faithfully fulfilling its obligations. At the moment when the gate crane was started, the red light and the piercing alarm appeared at the same time.

"Ready!"

The soldiers on the wall became more and more nervous. They looked at the end and waited for the monsters attracted by the sound.

"Fire!"

The huge muskets were picked up by the soldiers and placed on their thickly padded shoulders. The strong recoil created by the thick bombs was entirely countered by this padded.

Without adequate protection, the bones of the shoulders are likely to be shattered after firing a shot.

The bomb hit the running monsters. They looked so strange. Black lines outlined their bodies. The colors on their bodies were not affected by light, showing light and dark sides that violated the laws of physics.

The colors were bright, and the boundaries between color blocks were clear without any transition. It looked like a piece of paper cut from a picture book.

The bomb hit the body of a monster and embedded deeply into it, but the inside looked exactly the same as the outside. The completely solid inside was like a piece of soap cut open.

The double explosion did not produce blood and internal organs. These monsters swelled up funny like balloons, and then burst out a bubble and disappeared.

No one wanted to be touched by these funny and terrifying monsters. Everyone who was touched would be assimilated into something with the same style, and then turned into bubbles and disappeared.

After the musket fired a bomb, a new bullet would be loaded from the front, and then the weight of the bomb sliding down the barrel would be fixed in the bottom slot, so that the bomb would not slide out.

You ask why not use a breech-loading gun? The craftsmen said that doing so was not in line with the handed-down mechanical sacred code, and they refused to forge a breech-loading gun without a sense of sacredness.

Although the muzzle-loading gun had a slow firing rate, at least it saved many people's shoulders. If you forced the soldiers to change to a breech-loading gun, they probably wouldn't use it.

Bombs hit the monsters that were rushing in, and more and more bubbles were floating around, emitting rainbow colors under the sunlight.

The metal gate opened, and the guards and knights also formed a formation. They stood in neat rows and then fired fiercely at the front.

The monsters that rushed in with the sound were finally wiped out, but everyone knew in thousands of years of confrontation that this was only a temporary elimination.

These things seemed to be generated out of thin air, with a fixed refresh area and activity range, and at a fixed time and point.

When it was twelve o'clock at midnight, these destroyed monsters would be transformed from bubbles to their original state again.

This is why Owen's city became the last safe zone on this planet. His urban area is the only place without a monster refresh point.

The remaining ancient cities fell in this long, meaningless war of attrition.

"According to the direction of the fall, we have to cross the swamp area." Knight Commander Hughes took out a map and pointed it to Owen.

"There are many monsters in the swamp area. The 20,000 of us may not be able to break through in one day. Do we want to take a detour?"

"Okay, let's take a detour. Let's go around the Danma Mine."

After determining the route, everyone embarked on a journey to find the point where the fireball fell.

The huge team spread across the ground like snakes. They used narrow formations to avoid areas where monsters were active. Even when eating and sleeping, they just sat cross-legged on the spot.

After walking for two days, Owen finally saw the deep pit in the distance.

The burning forest and gray land, as well as the cracks in the surrounding rocks, all represent the extraordinary things that fell.

"What could it be?" Owen asked the soldiers to set up a formation and sent a team of soldiers to check the situation.

The soldiers were cautious, wary of monsters that might suddenly spawn, with the explosive bombs in their hands and the long swords at their waists ready.

(The next thing I want to talk about is to complete the Golden Age. Because GW has basically covered this once and used it as a background board or something, so the author has written some content of the Golden Age himself. However, the author will also know about the original and self-designed designs. pointed out to avoid confusion, for example, this ball is self-designed).

It was indeed Tzeentch who did it.