Chapter 1000 Funeral, Hibernation!

"Mr. Manager, four of our sewage pipes have collapsed.

South of Qinggang City.

The slightly chaotic entrance and exit of the harbor shelter, the collapsed ruins are piled everywhere.

Hearing the subordinates come to report the news, the short man who was leading people to clean up the collapsed parts of the undead raised his head, and a flash of surprise flashed in his narrowed eyes.

The man's name is Kensa, and he is the nominal manager of the harbor shelter.

He always has a strong fishy smell on his body, as if he had slept in an unwashed fishing net for many days and was soaked in the smell.

For this reason, many managers of other shelters have ridiculed him more than once.

But in the face of these denials, Kensa himself suddenly didn't care at all.

Nothing else.

Over the past ten years, dozens of shelters have There are only two managers in the shelter who are not selected by blood inheritance or normal referendum.

The first one is Liehu.

The second one is him.

The difference is that Liehu's status ten years ago was not much worse than that of the manager. Before becoming a manager, he had already mastered the military power of the entire Pingtan Shelter. He often went out to plunder and show his military power in the surrounding areas. He was notorious!

And he was an ordinary fisherman in the harbor shelter. Even if he disappeared, no one would ask a few more questions.

The huge gap between his birth status and that of other managers made Kensa never care about those ridicules.

And this is also one of the key factors for him to become a manager.

"It's collapsed, continue to increase the sewage discharge and wash away the ashes as soon as possible. ”

After giving orders to his subordinates carelessly, Kensa looked at them going away, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

When the sudden fog brought everyone to this strange world some time ago, he just felt terrible.

The reason why the Harbor Shelter can maintain its current strength and status in Qinggang City and continue to develop is because of the nearby Merika Sea.

But the fog brought everything here, but forgot about the sea.

This feeling is like everyone is a sports student who has been training for three years in high school, but an accident happened before they are about to take the physical examination.

The swimming event was cancelled, and all events became running.

The sports students who were training running before were naturally ecstatic, but it was a devastating blow to the sports students who were training swimming.

More complicated It is said that the Harbor Shelter has completely lost its competitiveness in this Sunny Harbor City. It must find a new trade route or resource acquisition method as soon as possible to continue to develop, otherwise it will just sit back and eat up all the resources and be slowly eaten away by the shelters behind.

To put it simply.

The Harbor Shelter is almost finished.

A strange world, an unknown environment, and ambitious neighbors.

This is not a peaceful and prosperous era. Conflicts often break out and even nuclear wars are re-started. The post-war era believes in the law of the jungle and the rule of the strong.

Especially among the mole men, the law of the jungle is implemented to the extreme. Everyone smiles on the surface, but in fact, they don’t know how much they want to kill each other quickly so that they can take a share of the benefits.

In the past, when there was a threat from the mole men in the surrounding cities, Sunny Harbor City These forces, big and small, did not dare to fight each other, for fear of being taken advantage of by others.

But now

When Kensa heard that the Hunter Tiger dared to send people to slaughter the caravan at the harbor that night, he immediately realized and reacted.

Times have changed, and bullets have once again become the new rule. Whoever has the bigger fist can be respected.

Whoever is ruthless enough can be feared by others.

If the Harbor Shelter shows weakness, not only will the Hunter Tiger take away a share of the benefits for nothing, but it will also be put into the "oppression" queue by the seemingly solid allies such as the Southern Suburbs Alliance.

The Harbor Shelter must prove its strength and courage.

He must also show the strength that a manager should have.

Even if he knows that this war will be lost.

The result did not make him wrong. Although the Hunter Tiger Compared to ten years ago, he has aged a lot, and his iron body is no longer so hard, but the foundation of Pingtan Shelter is still there. The strength of the Pingtan Army trained by those rigorous training methods is simply terrifying.

Even if he is at a disadvantage and ambushed, the opponent can rely on hard power to tear a breakthrough and achieve counter-encirclement.

However, just when Kensa thought he would pay a lot of price, the appearance of Qinggang Shelter was beyond his expectation.

This inexplicable justice is like favoring the Harbor Shelter.

Even these other shelters in the Yugoslav Federation sent continuous inquiries that night, trying to get some extra information.

And this opportunity also made Kensa suddenly see a ray of hope in despair.

He is not a man with strategy but no courage.

Although it is not clear what Qinggang Shelter is going to do, it is enough to use this tiger skin as a banner to force the hunting tiger not to further retaliate against the Harbor Shelter.

The harbor shelter really needed the city to be in chaos and return to the previous situation where everyone was in danger.

Even when the Wanderers Alliance came to him and asked him to bring a bomb into the lightning wall.

Kensa didn't know why, but he agreed to it.

From then on, everything that happened later began to be "wonderful".

First, the bomb detonated successfully, attracting the attention of Sunny Harbor Shelter, and then the Rangers invaded in large numbers, turning the entire industrial area upside down.

In this case, Sunny Harbor Shelter launched a revenge for the sake of face, which has turned the city into extremely chaotic and disorderly, achieving the result he wanted to see before.

But what Kensa didn't expect was this.

Before Sunny Harbor Sanctuary could continue to track down the murderer, strange things happened one after another in this strange world.

The fearless undead return.

A greatly strengthened Radiant Beast.

and new neighbors starting to appear in the surrounding area.

"Chaos."

“Only with chaos can the harbor shelter develop!”

After taking a look at the hazy sky, Kensa opened his mouth and giggled, showing his yellow teeth.

Qinggang Sanctuary is so strong, but it has ended up like this.

According to the latest news coming back, a big conflict has broken out within them.

The commander of the defensive industrial area actually let the homeless people in and openly admitted that they were residents of the Clear Harbor Shelter.

Boy, is he crazy?

Doesn't he know that these damn wanderers will be like locusts, lying on the body of the shelter and constantly sucking blood?

And it seems that many homeless people in the city have already set off to the Sunny Harbor Shelter, hoping to become residents there.

Whoever dares to jump out first in this situation will naturally become the target of attack by others inside.

Kensa fully believes that in the next few months, or even within half a year.

Qinggang City will continue to maintain the previous false peace until another key point that promotes change arrives.

During this period, whoever can develop faster and adapt to the world better will be able to gain benefits in the following disputes!

The competition now is "hibernation"!

And this happens to be what he is best at.

Late at night.

A team of humans supporting each other staggered to the Tianyuan border.

Standing on the newly built warning wall.

Feng Tianmin, who was wearing a black military coat, walked down with a heavy expression. Looking at Feng Long who was silent at the front, he couldn't hold it back after all.

Snapped.

A loud slap in the face caused Feng Long to spin half a circle on the ground.

If it hadn't been for the support of someone next to me, I would have had to roll on the ground once or twice to get rid of the force.

"how many people?"

Feng Tianmin turned to look at the soaked nuclear rifle behind him, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

The latter's lips trembled and he made a weak mosquito-like sound:

"Two twenty-one."

A total of 170 Tianyuan troops went to fight in the southern suburbs. However, in order to maintain the perimeter's alert defense, only 102 people actually entered the underground pipes to go to the Red Core Refuge.

The terrifying death rate is close to 20%. This is no longer a mistake, but a crime!

They did not die on the battlefield, but in the water that spread throughout the pipeline.

They were not shot through the chest or head, but stayed in the dark and cold pipe forever with the endless feeling of drowning.

They could never come back and became the first people on the death list in Tianyuan Territory.

"The dead are gone, help them in."

He also walked down from the security wall and looked at the Tianyuan Army who had black dirt on their faces.

Su Mo said softly, but there was no trace of blame in his voice.

But just like this, everyone present lowered their heads in shame, feeling only fear for a moment.

"Lords, they all blame me. I was the one who told them about those plants."

The usually lively old man lost his calmness on his face, and his whole person was in a state of despair, as if his energy had been drained away.

Obviously it shouldn't be.

Obviously you shouldn't be so greedy!

Although everyone is a player, they are not players in the game.

There is no second life.

If you die, you will really die. You will never return to your hometown or see your relatives again!

"You did the right thing, but sometimes, doing the right thing doesn't mean it's the right choice."

Sumo looked at him and said.

"Go back and rest. You have done a good job by escaping. As for the others, just take those who are left and live with their will."

In fact, as early as when I heard that Feng Long led people into the sewers to break into the Red Core Sanctuary.

Sumo had already vaguely anticipated that something bad would happen.

Accidents often come from greed.

And as it happens, not everyone can restrain this greed.

There was a trace of emotion on the old Taoist's face.

Before approaching the border, he had already thought about the severe punishment he would endure.

But this way of handling

"Lord, don't worry, I will definitely live well!"

“Their sacrifice will never be let go to waste.”

"Um."

The separation of life and death has long been the main theme of the entire wasteland.

Frequent natural disasters will eliminate the stragglers one after another, shrinking the number of humans one after another.

Rather than remembering the deceased and living in the regrets and blanks they left behind, it is better to take a longer-term view.

Somo comforted himself in this way, but in the end he watched everyone leave the security gap and completely disappear from sight.

The depressed mood still hasn't calmed down even a little bit.

What was supposed to come came.

The arrival of the indigenous people did bring more opportunities to this land, but it also brought life-threatening risks.

Should you consider slowing down and first raising the productivity and combat effectiveness of the territory to a higher level before joining in?

This has become something that he, as a lord, urgently needs to consider.

Perhaps it is time to lie low.

These villagers who have no "special help" have done well within their capabilities.

As a lord, you should not continue to demand that they be better, but should give them more support and encouragement.

"Master, I feel that you are in a very low mood now. Do you need me to play a more uplifting music for you?"

The Zero in the pocket shook, breaking the dull atmosphere heartlessly.

"War and adventure are always accompanied by casualties. According to my recent studies, your residents don't seem to be so afraid of death."

"Really?"

"Yes! Big data will not deceive Zero!"

There was even a little bit of joy in Zero's tone. Obviously, he still couldn't understand the meaning of death to humans.

However, he was not wrong in predicting the attitude of the villagers.

It seems that everyone expected that this day would always come.

The impact of the death incident did not spread to the point of no return in the entire Tianyuan territory.

Except for the first night when many people were too emo to sleep, the atmosphere became excited again on the second day.

Several posts in memory of the waiter appeared in the game channel, and the number of replies below reached tens of thousands.

It can be seen that the villagers did not completely let it go, but let the deceased live in the eternal text records in another way.

On the morning of the third day.

Several bodies of soldiers that were finally found yesterday and their unrecognizable parts were brought back in the built wooden boxes.

The hot flames evaporated, sublimating the swollen and white bodies into powder and loading them into the cans.

Behind the Iron Stone Mountain, the funeral began under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes.

"May the light of Mother Earth lead them home, back to the place where we were born."

"May the fiery blood of China allow them to be reborn again and become part of us in another way."

"May pain and torture no longer fall on your heads"

"May the separation in the world no longer be a distant distance"

Standing on the towering earth mound, Qiao Yuansheng solemnly chanted the eulogy.

Eight pure white jars with green earth patterns were brought up and buried in the soil under the witness of everyone.

In this strange wasteland, the most simple wish of most people is to return to Earth.

Whether to go back alive or to be taken back in a jar.

Even if they die, they don't want to stay in this land where they have no sense of belonging.

With the last shovel of soil, Su Mo stepped forward, gently lifted it up and threw it on the slightly raised earth mound.

Afterwards, he took the microphone from Qiao Yuansheng's hand, and his tone was more solemn than ever:

"I promise, we will take them home one day."

"I promise!"