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Chapter 1 1. Remnants 1

A bright full moon rose in the sky, which was the brightest and largest moon in ten years. The yellowish moonlight illuminated the deep blue sky, and only a few of the largest and brightest stars remained, and it looked pitifully rare. The moonlight illuminated the entire cliff, and only the forest a distance from the cliff absorbed the moonlight, looking dark and dirty, like a monster lying on the top of the cliff.

The cliff is extremely high, and the cliff facing the moonlight looks about six or seven hundred meters long, like a natural knife cut. On the top of the cliff is an open area of ​​several hundred meters in radius. On this open area, there are several tall particle cannons. I don’t know how many years have the particle cannons stood here. The base of the cannon has been covered with rust and grass. The location of the grass is something that Pamir has cleaned a while ago. The vitality of the grass is very tenacious. Even if Pamir carefully uprooted one by one, the grass still emerges in groups of three or three.

Pamir is a mechanical engineer from the United States. At this moment, he is lying on an anti-aircraft gun, wearing anti-rust paint bit by bit. The young man is less than thirty years old, but he is very serious about doing things. He is more concerned about serving anti-aircraft guns than serving women. "Pamir, how long will it take for you to finish?" Li Xinyan was half lying on a huge stone, a little impatient. The stone was lying and touched by many people. It was very smooth. At this moment, a layer of blue light reflected in the moonlight.

"Soon, very soon!" Pamir replied, but the brush he was holding had no sign of speeding up. However, even if you want to paint a brush, you can't get faster.

"Oh, you said it very quickly and quickly an hour ago, and I believed it. After an hour, you were still saying it very quickly and quickly. I am not fooled by you. If you don't come, I will not wait for you!" Li Xinyan put his head on his arm and threatened faintly. He had a bottle of wine beside him, with two big red words "special offer" written on the box. It was not easy to get this wine. When Pamir brought it here, he was almost shocked and wanted to go up and kiss Pamir directly. The old American man didn't know what relationship he had, but he actually got two bottles. This was an extremely difficult thing in this war-torn era. Sixteen years have passed the various attack beasts that fly down from the sky in the Machine City, almost shoveling through all the plains where humans can cultivate. The food has become extremely precious and can make wine. Only a few countries curled up in the steep mountains have such luxurious behavior.

"Oh, by the way, when will you come back next time when you will be back?" Li Xinyan asked, looking at Pamir's busy back.

"Next time? It will take about half a year later, right? There are 1,305 bases on the defense line of Taihang Mountain. There are only 36 engineers in charge of this area. There are still a few of them who need to stay in the headquarters mountain to train new mechanical technical engineers. After all, they can only send out 28. So, you'd better pray that your guns will not have any problems! If there is a problem, I can't get there in a short period of time."

Li Xinyan smiled and said, "Pray? Do you believe in God? Hey, you Americans are so well-developed in technology, and they still believe in God?" He seemed very curious, and turned his body and lay on his side, holding his head to look at Pamir's busy figure. Pamir was slow and still maintained the original speed of painting, and said, "Pray is a mentality, not really believing in the existence of gods! It's just psychological comfort." After a pause, he added, "But when technology is developing to the advanced stage, we are God, so whether we believe in God or not is not a result, but a mentality."

"Okay! Finally finished brushing! But your pen is a waste." Pamir put down the paint bucket and brush, rubbed a handful of dead leaves with his hands, wiped off the paint on his hands, and said helplessly.

"What's the matter? There are so many wolves in the mountains. I'll grab a few more heads when I'm free and make one." Li Xinyan sat up, took out two bowls, carefully unscrewed the bottle of wine, and started pouring the wine. As soon as the wine came out of the bottle, the fragrance immediately overflowed. The seven or eight people sitting next to the particle cannon under him immediately stopped chatting, and his eyes immediately stared at this side. Li Xinyan was slightly stunned and shouted: "Wanzi, come here and divide this bottle of wine!"

Among the seven or eight people, a thin young man jumped over with a smile, picked up the bottle and jumped back immediately. "Thank you, squad leader!" The young man was very happy.

Pamir also sat down on the big rock, looked at his back and smiled, "Wanzi is not yet 18 years old, he looks like a child no matter how he looks." Li Xinyan also smiled and said, "I'm not yet 18 years old, only 16 years old."

"Age 16? I haven't grown up yet!" Pamir was slightly surprised, "How many people are you in China? Why are you even 16-year-old children sent here now?"

"There are many people? Hehe, that's the past. No matter how many people there are, they can't stand a war that lasted for nearly 20 years! Just like you, the United States, aren't there only a point of resistance left in the mountains? No one anymore, but the war is still going on. Whether you want to fight or not, you have to fight, nothing else, just to survive." Li Xinyan said, with a lot of bitterness in his tone. He picked up the poured wine bowl, touched Pamir's wine bowl, and drank a big sip of wine.

Pamir was already so greedy that he touched the bowl and took a sip of wine. The two of them sighed at the same time: "Good wine!"

"Oh, 16, 16, what were you doing when you were sixteen?" Pamir suddenly turned his head and asked Li Xinyan. Li Xinyan thought for a while and said, "It was probably training and learning. At that time, the war didn't start for a long time. The city we were in was still there, and it was behind the front line, a second-tier city, so we were still discussing how to prepare to apply for a military academy. Well, it should be the second grade of high school...what were you doing at that time?"

"Me?" Pamir thought for a while, "I'm probably in training. Anyway, our place was the main battlefield at the beginning of the war. In my impression, one day, the sky collapsed, and there were flames everywhere, and there were all kinds of wreckage, including mechanical and humans. The skyscrapers were on fire, and panicked people were running around everywhere." A solemn appeared on Pamir's face, and it could be seen that the painful memories of the past were still difficult to heal.

"I wasn't afraid at all when I looked at those, but I just felt strange. How could these instrument attack beasts have such great intelligence and attack on their own? So when I was 16 years old, I went to the Mechanical Engineer Training School and started to learn mechanical knowledge. Not long after the war began, there were still many famous mechanical engineers and scientists. We were filled in with all kinds of knowledge every day like cramming. But I always remember the problems I wanted to study, so I had the courage to learn so many courses in such a short time. You know, it was really not easy to persevere at that time. The training school was safe. In the mountains, nearby cities would be attacked every day."
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