My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

Chapter 911: Fallen Ruins, a Broken New World!

The construction debris was 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 and staggered. The exterior brick walls are covered with large visible cracks and red slogans composed of unknown words.

It's hard to imagine that this is the first wave of "gifts" brought by gray fog.

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

Does this reflect earth civilization?

Somo 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 words or languages ​​found on earth.

But as far as its glyphs are concerned, 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 people in the territory.

At present, apart from the people who came from the main universe and the earth, the only people left in the Tianyuan territory are Lu Kuan and Su Deben who came from the butterfly universe.

Such a coincidence? Did you happen to choose a building in Butterfly Universe 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 a capable 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 he looked straight into his eyes. Watch 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 language 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 chosen 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, I am afraid that those who are waiting have not continued 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.

"People's Lianyu? Is it the language of a country?"

"No, the full name of the Awami League 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 answered calmly.

"Back then, we discovered the spatial singularity leading to the wasteland. Many people, like me, chose to embark on the path forward to conquer this land, but at the same time, there were also many people who were unwilling to take risks and continued to reside on the planet. On board, they carry on with 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, who had always been insensitive to politics and uninterested in the situation, seemed to have thought of the reason for the outbreak of this war.

If the butterfly earth were in a normal state, half 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. Before that, 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 never returned for a long time.

These contradictions have inevitably intensified, and are rapidly worsening dozens of times faster than before!

"What do those two sentences mean?"

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

Lu Kuan: "First, the People's Federation is a traitor. They abandoned us."

"The second one is to 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 humans."

"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 tasks.

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, over there"

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 with each passing day.

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 the Butterfly Universe has been around for two hundred years. It’s not that there hasn’t been any 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-Sun War Armor on you, even if you can't defeat the enemy, you should have no problem protecting yourself.

Thinking 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, leaving only the necessary forces 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. Be sure to keep this place under security."

He took out the box containing the sun-chasing 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 was installed, the whole-body pressure rod began to self-check and made 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 collected 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 best 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, Sumo couldn't 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, and the soles made a squeaking sound, which scared the insects in the cracks of the ruins and fled in all directions.

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

Bugs.

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 the building.

Not far away, two black figures flashed past and 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 "canines" 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 me 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 shiny, with 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 off, 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 he quietly opened the safety cover with his fingers.

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

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

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

The only thing to worry about is whether other monsters in the ruins will be drawn out once the shot is fired.

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

Sumo increased the energy ratio of the Sun-Chasing Armor to 70% output, and incidentally 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 used his arm to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead while speaking.

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

But for some reason, facing this strange alien, he was a little flustered.

"Heading over there, very fast, wait"

"Their running position seems to be a bit tactical?"

The "Nuclear Rifle" holding the infrared sensor monitor in the team changed his face slightly.

As a veteran of FPS, a loyal player of a certain 2042 and a certain art team, the display on the infrared sensor is simply too familiar.

These two dogs were actually covering each other while running away.

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

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

The footprints left on the ground were clearly visible. Su Mo looked down and had a goal.

Whether these two armored dogs were teleported creatures or helpers trained by the aborigines.

It doesn't matter.

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

Following the footprints all the way, the direction the armored dogs were heading was indeed the building.

However, just before everyone got out of the ruins and was more than a hundred meters away, a beam of fire suddenly appeared on the sixth floor of the second building.

"Fuck!"

"Quickly!"

"It's the RPG, there are people there!"

Behind the flames was a thick black tail flame, making a whistling sound in the mist.

This group of natives who survived in the ruins were really not good people. They wanted to take advantage of them before they even met.

He rolled to the side.

This RPG fired from the building was obviously not accurate.

It did not hit the place where everyone was standing before, but exploded in the ruins next to it.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the soil on the ground was blown up several layers, and the burning flames burned violently for a few seconds before returning to calm.

"It's only this power? Who are you trying to scare?"

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

As a pure Northwest man, he directly carried the RPG on his shoulder and fired at the window where the fire had just been fired.

Boom!

Compared with the previous inferior missiles, the genuine RPG rewarded by the lucky star event is amazingly powerful.

With a whoosh, it rushed into the fifth floor, bringing a burst of flames.

"Brother Qiao, you hit the wrong number, they are on the sixth floor!"

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

"Fuck, that makes sense!"

After wearing virtual channel nicknames, the team members didn't even need to give themselves nicknames.

Everyone used nicknames to communicate directly, which was not only convenient, but also had a kind of exciting feeling of playing games.

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

On 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!

Flames continued to rise behind the armor, obviously stepping on the landmine buried underground.

But it doesn't matter, just like the RPG that just launched, the power of this landmine is also very touching.

The impact force can't even make the armor tremble, just like scratching an itch.

"Too strong"

"The lord is awesome, he just lay down flat!"

"Brother Long, do you want to go up and drink some soup?"

"Nonsense, drinking soup is definitely necessary. But now the director hasn't sent a signal, do you want to go up and step on the landmine?"

"Wait for me, wait until there is a signal."

Listening to the chattering exchanges of his subordinates, Feng Long helplessly held his forehead.

In terms of attribute panels, these people's points can be described as gorgeous, and each of them has amazing physical fitness.

In terms of tactical literacy, these people can also talk about it very well, and they have got the essence of wasteland warfare.

But training is not actual combat after all. How many people in the civilized era have really experienced real combat?

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

"Be patient and wait. Just look at the current situation. There will be plenty of opportunities for you to show your abilities in the future."

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

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