In the following days, soldiers began patrolling near the camp in groups of three or three. At present, this work would not be dangerous, because these demons from hell did not seem to have any intention of attacking, which was different from what was often said in scary stories.

As long as General Kotoshi does not move forward, the demons will remain silent. The current daily patrol is just a routine matter, and there are few emergencies. The logistics has a large number of supplies. Except for most of the residents of this city who have been evacuated, everything has returned to the days before the war.

Ellison continued to live here. He was lucky. He escaped again in a small-scale encounter a few days ago. For this reason, he received the title of Ellison, a rabbit-footed Ellison, which not only represents his luck, but also despises him for running fast. However, he didn't care about it. Ellison thought those guys were stupid.

Take the evacuation of residents as an example. You should know that the news of the demon invasion spread very slowly, and these demons came quietly again. With their special possession ability, humans could not hide or escape at all.

So these residents didn't have time to evacuate. All this was just a beautiful lie. They still believed it so much. Ellison snorted disdainfully. Where did these residents go? Ellison felt that the demons he met every day in the past few days were the answer.

Ellison could see what these demons were waiting for. He thought General Yoshide could see it, but what were he waiting for? He was too lazy to think about it. That was something that big men should care about. As long as he was not allowed to die, he would not care about anything.

With this idea, Ellison spent two days safe again after garrisoning the troops to Los Angeles.

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Two days later.

This is the fifth day of Los Angeles being occupied by demons. This is also Ellison's last patrol here. Soldiers from other states have arrived one after another, and these soldiers will replace them with part of them.

With abundant logistics and military sources, soldiers will not be led on the battlefield for a long time. The arrival of new soldiers will maintain the army's good combat effectiveness.

The patrol tonight was Ellison's last squad. I hope nothing happened. He walked around the camp with gum chewing on his mouth.

"Ellison, you guy is really lucky." A loud voice came from a distance. Because the current situation is not tense, these recruits who have just been on the battlefield have brought back their old habits.

"Those black-eyed monsters can't do anything to you. Now the withdrawal of troops is the first one of you."

A tall and strong black man came towards him. He was his boss, the new commander, and the old one had died in the first encounter.

A group of commanders died during the war, and another group was urgently promoted.

"I'm lucky, I can't stop anything. I might get a medal after I go back, haha. Those beautiful girls, I'm here." Ellison said with a humble smile.

"People with good luck are all crows." The black commander laughed and scolded.

"I can't be...wait. What's that sound?" Ellison suddenly heard the sound from behind, the sound of the convoy. It's now banned, and the army handover will be tomorrow during the day.

"You forgot that General Xunde issued an order today that a group of foreign players would come here. I heard that they were some very powerful guys who specialize in dealing with the demons, maybe they were them." The black officer thought for a while and explained Ellison's question.

"It seems." Ellison shook his head. He was sleeping during the meeting. After saying this, he really had some impression.

"This is really strange." Ellison said to himself, "What other foreign aid will be there at this time? Even if even the most powerful army elites cannot break through, is there really a S.H.I.Ellison's country has a S.H.I.Ellison thought of the superheroes in the comics, and shook his head. This is reality.

"But I heard that there was a swat team stationed in Los Angeles, and they were all."

Swat team has been unable to contact since the beginning of the war. As a gangster city, Los Angeles always has some anti-terrorism personnel who can make their moves. Swat team is such a unit.

However, General Yukito didn't know that these poor guys were possessed on the eve of the demon's invasion. At that time, they were about to destroy a gangster den on the beach in Los Angeles. Unfortunately, they encountered a hole in hell.

"I don't know, maybe I've already sacrificed on the eve of the demon invasion." The black officer shook his head, not optimistic about the swat team, "They have entered the camp, let's go and take a look."

Ellison hesitated for a moment. It was also his patrol area there, and he also wanted to see what kind of foreign aid suddenly appeared today.

He nodded and walked towards the door with the black commander.

There were not many people, and Ellison's two patrol teams had only eighteen people. Because they were responsible for the safety of the camp, they soon arrived at the back door of the military camp.

There is a convoy there, which is not affiliated with the military. You can see at a glance that although the cars they drive are much more powerful than ordinary civilians, they are still much worse than military vehicles.

The group of people had just passed the sentry's inquiry and were shaking towards the inside of the camp.

Ellison felt it was necessary to go up and ask. Even though he had received the notice, he led the others forward, "Who are you?" he asked casually, not very serious, because the possibility of the other party being an enemy is very small.

If the demons want to kill them, they don't need such trouble.

"You damn rabbit feet! The patrol must be too boring. You should really be sent near the front line." The answer was not any of the group, but a soldier leading the way. The two were once separated in an assault team, which was also familiar.

"I want to take them to see the general, the command of the superior." The man shrugged, as if he disagreed with these people, "because they are very powerful foreign players."

"Is that right?" Ellison echoed in a low voice. He looked at the group of people in obscurely. Many of them were dressed in uniform, with lightweight bulletproof vests. These people were both men and women. Men looked very strong, but women were not, but overall, they did look like soldiers.

There is a beautiful black-haired beauty with light blue pupils. He likes it, but for some reason, Ellison always feels that these guys are very similar to the special human demons who appeared on the battlefield a few days ago, just feeling it.

There were several outliers among them, a big black man wrapped in a black windbreaker. Although he tried his best to be cold, Ellison only felt that his skin color and his black windbreaker and sunglasses were simply a mess.

There was also a pale oriental man who was looking at them with a smile on his face. Ellison couldn't help but shivered. Although the other party was smiling, Ellison seemed to see the demons in his eyes, the same as those demons, inhumanity, and not human.

Ellison quickly looked away. There was a man weaker than him next to the Oriental man, with a paler complexion, as if he had become ill and blind. What was this guy here for? Ellison was wondering, is he an addict?

Another black man...Ellison continued to look at it...but before he could take a closer look, the black commander behind him suddenly screamed in surprise, "Boo-fire Johnny, are you Bo-fire Johnny?"

A young man who sat in the innermost part of the other party was stunned for a moment, "It's me." He nodded and said calmly, "Do you want an autograph?"

"Of course." The black officer called out in an exaggerated manner, "Who did you bring the camera?" he asked, turning his head.

The soldiers shook their heads one after another, who would walk around in the barracks with cameras on their backs?

The black officer thought for a while and took out a photo of him and his wife. Ellison watched the guy named Johnny sign a name on it. After the child, the black officer happily put the photo up.

"It's okay." The delay was a little long, Ellison waved his hand, and the black commander also got what he wanted, nodded, and the convoy drove forward again.
Chapter completed!