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Chapter 911 Fallen ruins, broken new world!

The construction debris is scattered on the ground, piled up irregularly in various shapes.

The shocking bloody handprints and vine and tree roots climbing among the ruins add a hint of horror to the already gloomy ruins.

In the distance, several tall buildings are staggered together, and the exterior brick walls are covered with large visible cracks and red slogans composed of unknown words.

It is unimaginable that this is the first wave of "gifts" brought by the gray fog.

Just seventy kilometers south of Hope Village, on the barren wasteland, such a scene suddenly appeared.

Does this reflect earth civilization?

Soma stood in front of the ruins, picked up the telescope hanging on his chest, and activated the Eye of True Seeing.

Through the thick fog, he could see at a glance that the slogans painted with red paint were not characters or languages ​​found on earth.

But just in terms of its glyph shape, it is similar to Chinese characters, both of which are improved from pictographic characters.

"It's other universes. Could it be the Earth in the Butterfly Universe?"

According to the description of the game, the placement of civilizations in the territory will be based on the source of the territory’s citizens.

At present, in Tianyuan Territory, apart from the people who came from the main universe Earth, the only ones left are Lu Kuan and Su Deben who came from the Butterfly Universe.

Such a coincidence? The building of Butterfly Universe happened to be selected for transmission?

Take a picture of the building in front of you and send it back to your territory.

Soon, Lu Kuan no longer cared about dozing off, and hurried over in his car.

"It's so unimaginable that this gray mist can actually spread across space and drop buildings that are far away here!" Standing next to Sumo, Lu Kuan's eyes were full of astonishment, and his eyes were straight.

Look at those slogans.

Feng Long asked curiously from the side.

"Professor Lu, do you know the meaning of that slogan?"

"I know, of course I know, this is the human couplet that is commonly used on Earth in our Butterfly Universe."

A trace of bitterness appeared on Lu Kuan's face.

As the only universe that I chose to join in the thirty-two games of Wasteland.

Few people know that the Butterfly Universe was not selected by the game, nor did it allow everyone to enter the wasteland.

In other words, in the years after they left, there are still many people waiting hard on the earth.

Now, just looking at this slogan, those who are waiting may not continue to fulfill the promise of the People's Federation.

After most people disappeared, a war spread to every part of the planet that humans could reach.

"Renlianyu? Is it the language of a country?"

"No, the full name of the People's Federation is the Free Association of Humanity. It is a unified organization composed of all the countries, federations and humans on our planet. It can mobilize global power." Lu Kuan replied calmly.

"Back then we discovered the spatial singularity leading to the wasteland. Many people, like me, chose to embark on the path of conquering this land, but at the same time, there were also many people who were unwilling to take risks and continued to stay on the planet.

On board, they live their lives as usual and take on logistical responsibilities."

"Time flies so fast. If I hadn't seen these slogans, I would have almost forgotten the oath I took when I left."

Lu Kuan rubbed his hands awkwardly. He had always been insensitive to politics and not interested in the situation, but he seemed to have thought of the reason for the outbreak of this war.

If the butterfly earth were in a normal state, most of the people or even more would have disappeared.

No matter what ideas the remaining humans have, it will take a long time to digest the previous resource reserves and regain control of the out-of-control projects. Until then, they will never lose their minds and start a war.

Unfortunately, this is where the problem lies.

The expedition team has taken away most of the resources and forcibly established the Human Federation to unite the earth.

Under the premise of the expedition to the new world, human enthusiasm was extremely high, and all conflicts were temporarily suppressed.

But when the expedition began to disappear and did not return for a long time.

These contradictions inevitably intensified, and worsened at a rate dozens of times faster than before!

"What do those two sentences mean?"

Sumo put down his telescope, pointed at two closer slogans and asked curiously.

Lu Kuan: "First, the People's League is a traitor and they have abandoned us."

"Article 2, rebuild the planet, this is our only home."

The Renlian, which took away too many resources and people, failed to return through the spatial singularity. It is not an exaggeration to say that it was abandoned.

But the reconstruction of Article 2.

Looking at the ruins of buildings, Sumo had a subtle expression and couldn't help but take a step back: "I suddenly had a bad feeling."

"Are you worried about radiation?" Lu Kuan shook his head: "Even if this place has been bombed by nuclear forces, after so many years, there will no longer be enough radiation to threaten humanity."

"No, I'm worried that someone is following me."

There are people, naturally referring to the so-called "aboriginals" in the game.

At this moment, Sumo finally understood why the game did not issue game panels to these descending creatures and include them in the game missions.

Although they are both humans, they are standard humans from other universes and cannot be counted in the quota for this game.

If those who came next were such ruthless people fighting in the ruins, Sumo couldn't help but shudder.

"How many years have passed since you left?"

"The time ratio between this world and the butterfly universe is 1:2. One day here is equal to one day and one night over there. If we calculate based on the fact that we have stayed in this world for more than a hundred years, the time there is."

Two hundred years.

Of course, this is the most optimistic scenario.

Lu Kuan, who was sleeping underground, had no idea how long the players who came each time lasted.

The real number may be even more terrifying than the number currently guessed.

"Are you going in?"

Lu Kuan asked softly: "Although according to common sense, the people living here will not have any powerful weapons of destruction, but the time span of two hundred years..."

"Too long!"

Technology is changing rapidly.

Especially after the war broke out, there was an endless arms race.

However, regarding his own safety considerations, Sumo didn't think it was a big problem.

Just by looking at these buildings, you can roughly guess that Butterfly Universe has been around for two hundred years. It is not that there has been no technological progress.

It is simply impossible for a conventional reinforced concrete structure to remain standing for such a long time, let alone to remain standing even if it is tilted more than 30 degrees.

If the black technology in it can be analyzed, it will definitely be helpful to the village’s upcoming infrastructure construction.

But at the same time, it can be roughly guessed through the concrete that the technology of these survivors has not exploded.

If there were really aborigines living in this wasteland, the weapons in their hands would most likely not be high-tech products.

With the Sun Chaser Armor on you, even if you can't defeat the enemy, you should have no problem protecting yourself.

Thinking like this, Sumo calmed down and immediately came up with an idea.

Open the game panel, enter the private chat channel to find Li Hu, edit a message and send it.

"70 directions south of the village, summon all the militia to blockade. Only the necessary forces will be left in the village."

Compared with the route, these ruins are obviously more important.

It must be investigated as soon as possible to determine internal safety!

"Team Zero, follow me in and take a look. Others are patrolling outside. This place must be under martial law."

He took out the box containing the Sun Chaser Armor from the trunk of the car, and under the envious eyes of dozens of pairs of eyes, Somo began to put it on.

The black and red painted armor perfectly wraps the body, and the violent lines stand out.

When the last component is installed, the whole-body pressure rod starts self-checking and makes a creaking sound.

White gas also began to spurt out from several heat dissipation holes, like a steel behemoth!

On the other side, the seven-man team led by Feng Long also prepared their equipment. Except for the M-1 rifle left in stock, the rest were military tactical equipment that the territory had come up with through Fuxing activities.

There are tactical goggles from unknown brands and handheld infrared sensor monitors.

There are high-definition rotor drones from a certain Xinjiang brand, as well as the most useful shoulder-mounted joy tube in complex terrain.

With these, the group began to move forward along the path among the ruins.

With the armor behind him, Somo could not help but act more freely, taking the initiative to open a path in front with the steel bars he pulled out.

The soles of the sturdy combat boots stepped on the concrete debris, making a squeaking sound that scared the insects in the cracks of the ruins and fled in all directions.

Everyone in the team became highly nervous, or rather excited!

Insects.

This thing is so rare in the wasteland that even now when I see its ferocious appearance, I feel a little friendly.

"stop!"

After walking forward for a while, Sumo raised his hand and the team stopped in the middle of the ruins of a building.

Not far away, two black shadows flashed past and then stopped.

I don’t know if it’s due to nuclear radiation or changes such as biological modification.

These two animals, which are supposed to be "canids" in terms of biological species, have undergone many changes in their appearance.

Unlike the mutated black dog seen in Liangfang Town, it can not only ignore pain, but also continuously launch attacks.

The creatures in front of us have generally not departed from the scope of normal evolution.

There is a thick layer of black cuticle hanging all over the body like armor. From a distance, it is still shiny and has undulating spikes.

The strong limbs are hidden under the cuticle, with almost no flaws exposed.

The sharp claws are firmly clasped on the ground, providing strong explosive power and impact at any time.

The black cuticle on the top of the head has not fallen down, forming a square package, as if wearing a helmet.

This kind of behavior that is almost full of defense leaves no doubt about what kind of terrible nightmare will happen if there are no fire weapons and only cold weapons.

"What is this?"

"A dog in armor?" A trace of cold sweat broke out on Feng Long's head, and his fingers calmly opened the safety cover.

Facing unknown creatures, having a gun in your hand is more reassuring.

In addition, he has now taken up the reserve soldier route, and has two attribute bonuses.

Feng Long believed that he was more than enough to deal with the two armored dogs in front of him.

The only thing you have to worry about is whether other monsters in the ruins will be drawn out once you shoot.

"No matter what this thing is, it seems we have gained something today."

Sumo increased the energy ratio of the Sun Chaser to 70% of the output, and also provided a detection frequency for the surrounding environment. This 360-degree field of view left almost no chance for a sneak attack.

But what was surprising was that the two armored dogs had no intention of charging at all.

He only glanced at it from a distance, then rushed into the ruins, hiding his figure.

"Is this damn thing scared of us?"

Feng Long turned off the safety without leaving any trace, and while speaking, he used his arm to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

He is not afraid of those of his kind armed with better weapons.

But for some reason, he felt a little flustered when faced with such a strange creature.

"Going that way, very fast, wait."

"Their movement seems to be a bit tactical?"

The team member was holding a "nuclear energy rifle" with an infrared sensor monitor, and his expression changed slightly.

As an FPS veteran, a loyal player of a certain 2042 and a certain magic team, the display on the infrared sensor is simply not too familiar.

The two dogs were actually covering each other as they ran away.

It doesn't look like the spontaneous behavior of a living thing, but rather like a warrior who has undergone certain tactical training?

"Follow the direction they left and go have a look."

The footprints left on the ground were clearly visible. Somo looked down and found a target.

No matter whether these two armored dogs are teleported creatures or helpers trained by the indigenous people.

None of it matters.

As long as you can find someone, that's fine.

Following the footprints all the way, the direction the armored dog was heading was indeed towards the building.

However, before everyone had just taken a few steps out of the ruins and were still more than a hundred meters away, a beam of fire suddenly appeared on the sixth floor of the second building.

"Fuck!"

"Flash!"

"It's RPG, there's someone there!"

Behind the fire was a thick black flame trailing behind it, making a whistling sound in the mist.

The aboriginal people living in the ruins of this group are really not kind to each other, and they want to take advantage of them before they even meet them.

Turning sideways and rolling sideways.

This RPG fired from the building was obviously not very accurate.

It did not hit the place where everyone was standing before, but only exploded in the ruins nearby.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, and several layers of soil on the ground were blown up. The fire burned violently for a few seconds and then calmed down.

"Only this little power? Who are you trying to scare?"

The heavy gunner next to the nuclear rifle was "quietly" angry.

As a pure northwestern man, he directly put the RPG on his shoulder, aimed at the window where the fire was just fired, and fired.

Boom!

Compared with the previous inferior missiles, the genuine RPGs rewarded by the Lucky Star event are amazingly powerful.

With a whooshing sound, it rushed into the fifth floor, bringing with it a burst of fire.

"Brother Qiao, I made a typo, I'm on the sixth floor!"

"It's not a big problem. Let's cut off the escape route for these people first. As long as they can't go downstairs, can they still escape from this building?"

"Damn, that makes sense!"

After wearing virtual channel nicknames, all the team members no longer need to have nicknames.

Everyone can contact each other directly using their nicknames, which is not only convenient, but also gives you the exciting feeling of playing games.

However, just when everyone was still immersed in the hesitation of whether to fire another shot.

In the open space that had just been bombed, a black armored figure increased its speed and rushed towards the second building like an arrow from a string.

Boom, boom!

Lines of fire continued to rise behind the armor, obviously it had stepped on a mine buried underground.

But it doesn't matter, just like the RPG just launched, the power of this mine is also extremely impressive.

The impact was so strong that it couldn't even make the armor tremble, it was like scratching an itch.

“Too strong”

"The lord is so awesome that he just laid down on his body, so that's right!"

"Brother Long, do we want to follow you and have a sip of soup?"

"Nonsense, I definitely want soup. But now the director has not sent a signal. Do you want to step on the mines?"

"Just wait for me until there is a signal."

Listening to the chattering exchanges among his men, Feng Long helplessly raised his forehead.

In terms of attribute panels, these people's points are gorgeous, and their physical fitness is amazing.

When it comes to tactical literacy, these people can also talk clearly and clearly, and they have definitely grasped the essence of wasteland warfare.

But training is not actual combat after all. In the civilized era, there were only a few people who actually experienced real combat.

Even some retired soldiers in the territory have only learned some basic tactical knowledge.

"Just wait patiently, depending on the situation now, there will be plenty of opportunities for you to perform in the future."

"Release the drone, let's go take a look first!"


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