My Doomsday Territory Chapter 311
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The little boy nodded as if he knew something .
“But why go to the Extreme Martial Art Museum, I . . . I don’t want to stay there alone–“
He was reluctant, with a little crying .
Before the end of the world, he had not yet attended junior high school . It was an innocent and romantic age, but he suffered a disaster . Both parents were killed . . . The moustache is the only relative of the boy .
The moustache squatted, spit out a cloud of smoke, and stayed in the cold air for a long time .
Not far away, a hawker carrying a bag, wrapped in an old fur coat, faced the awakening past, greeted with a slightly stiff smile, and occasionally sold a bottle of water and a packet of food before it was inadvertently revealed Understanding smile .
的 The awakener, dressed in animal skin or battle suit, was in a hurry .
Some of them are in groups of three or five . They look dignified, and some are seriously injured and carried back by their companions . . .
There are so many different people, Moustache has seen too many these months .
No one is easy .
Moustaches are clearer . If it weren’t for the shelter in the shade, ordinary survivors could only live humblely and starve to death one day, and there would be no chance of survival if they worked hard;
The awakenings seem to be scenery, go out for hunting, but often bury their bones in the wilderness, until the emergence of rune equipment, did not make the awakened and their demonized front gain the first advantage;
Including himself, he did not get a ride on the green shade . He was just the head of an ordinary mercenary regiment . When facing the persecution of the powerful forces in the shelter, he could only bow his head and swallow his voice .
What is it like now, the Storm Chamber of Commerce is enough to rank among the top five among all the unofficial forces in Hengcheng!
Mustache is clear, everything comes from strength .
He looked at the little boy kindly, “Xiao Hu, you are very talented, and only at the Extreme Martial Art Museum can you turn this talent into a real strength . Your mother entrusted you to me, and I will provide you with The best environment . “
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“Hengcheng also has a martial arts hall . Isn’t Hengcheng a large-scale sanctuary, and Luyin is just a medium-sized sanctuary . . . “
“The shade is different . ” The mustache shook his head slightly .
清楚 He knows his nephew’s fears and fears . The eschatology is dangerous . His nephew is going away for the first time and living in an unfamiliar environment for the first time . If there is no familiar person around him, he will inevitably be afraid .
However, in the last days, many children in their teens or even under ten have already learned to survive alone .
Moustache no longer spoils, he slightly sternly said, “Little tiger, you have to learn to be strong, and you ca n’t protect you for a lifetime . Do n’t you always say that when you grow up, you want to be a strong one? Learn, and you will soon become a true powerhouse . “
“Do n’t you always want to learn how to practice? I just do n’t teach you because in the Extreme Martial Arts Museum, as long as you work hard, you will have the opportunity to contact more advanced cultivation methods . Month, maybe you will be better than you . “
Mustache didn’t expect outside 甥 to understand at once .
After he had finished speaking, he stood up with his fingers between his cigarette butts and habitually planned to throw them away . . . as if he suddenly thought of something, he paused, looked around, and quickly stepped forward to pop the cigarette butts not far away . In the trash .
——There is no penalty for littering at the outpost . However, if he does not develop good habits, he is worried that a trip to the green shade will bring back a ticket .
Trimming for a moment, the convoy of the Storm Commercial Group set off again .
中 In the wilderness,
I looked around, full of weeds taller than people, distant trees, lush, dilapidated buildings covered with ivy, and the river in the distance was still clear . . .
The only difference is the road that has been repaired underfoot .
The potholes and cracks in the roads have been poured with asphalt and leveled . Looking out, no scrapped vehicles can be seen, and the weeds growing from the cracks in the roads have been cleaned up .
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After the Ximu outpost, walking on this main road leading to the green shade, the caravan guards no longer need to open the road for trucks . Every few hundred meters, you can see a black high standing on the roadside . tower .
Mustache felt, “The road was not ready when we came last time, and the development of green shade was too fast . “
The road is level and I rarely meet on the way
Demonized beasts, the team speed is much faster than before, just more than a minute of effort, the green shade shelter, is far away .
“That is–“
Xiao Xiaohu exclaimed .
The tall city wall in the distance, like a black dragon, entangled here, covering half the sky .
In front of the black city wall, there is a golden wheat field, and many survivors pushing walk-behind harvesters shuttle among rice fields .
Moustache frowned .
I have harvested it?
It still looks good!
開始 He began to plan to ship a batch of grain back to Hengcheng .
The truck slowed down and moved slowly, and the returning crowd gathered on the main road leading to the city gate .
I was close, everyone was as small as an ant at the foot of the city wall .
This is a miracle in the history of architecture .
Many people who came to the shade for the first time looked up, and it was difficult to look away .
Mustache Rao has seen it several times and is still amazed, “Little tiger, this wall is more spectacular than the wall of Hengcheng . “
The walls of the large-scale sanctuary are made of reinforced concrete, with bunkers and turrets on it . It is towering and magnificent . Compared to the black walls connected with black rocks, there are no gaps in the black walls . what .
Hmm . . . a kind of momentum!
The ramparts of the Hengcheng City are more like a patchwork of east and west . The steel plates on the outside of the wall can see obvious welding marks, which are like natural green walls .
The gate is large enough to accommodate more than a dozen trucks in parallel . It is completely open . Unlike many large shelters, it only opens a small door that can barely let vehicles through .
Mustache looked up .
This majestic city wall is ten meters higher than when he arrived half a month ago .
Before this heroic level, no matter how many levels of magic tide, I was afraid it was nothing .
In front of the city gate,
Survivors in a hurry .
The awakening who returns .
來到 I came to Lvyin for the first time, as if I was a newcomer to pilgrimage ~ www . novelhall . com ~ Some were well-dressed, some were neatly dressed, and some were full of iron blood .
Most of them are walking . A few vehicles, Hummers, heavy trucks, armored vehicles, ATVs . . . can be seen here .
Even if he is an unruly awakener, all the large convoys come to the main road in front of the city gate, but they just follow the flow of people honestly and do not dare to have extra moves .
Entering the city, the flow of people was scattered .
Go straight to the most prosperous business district, but the convoy of the Stormwind Corps turned to the left, followed the road, and came to a large parking lot .
This is the place where Luyin provided to the foreign caravans, parked vehicles, and unloaded goods .
I looked around, and there were already a lot of vehicles parked here, mostly large trucks that were modified . Like their storm chambers, a thick steel layer was installed outside the car, and a cone-shaped collision angle was welded on the front of the car .
有 There are patrols in the parking lot . . . The Awakener who should now be called the garrison patrols back and forth, safe and reliable . . . at least Mustache has not heard of which chamber of commerce has lost something in the parking lot .
After the truck stopped, Moustache instructed the members of the caravan and removed some of the cargo from the truck .
Suddenly his nephew showed panic, pointing to the distance, “So, what is that?”
Moustache looked along the direction, a deer that looked like a deer, but was bigger than the deer that ordinary people know, appeared several circles in their sight .
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