Due to the extremely harsh wasteland environment, the summer is very hot and the winter is very cold. Lost the vast vegetation to regulate temperature and humidity, from June to September every year, the average temperature is as high as 20~25 degrees, from October to October, January acid rain, it will be a roller coaster cliff to fall to zero degrees, so the old northern buildings of the alliance generally have the characteristics of thick walls and small windows with fireplace chimneys, as for the summer? The heat does not necessarily kill people, but the cold must kill people.

In view of this, the city government of Mandsville has built a permanent fortress, perfect self-sustaining capabilities, well-designed fire support points, enough to resist direct fire from howitzers of about 100 mm caliber, and underground nuclear explosion shelters, which can be called the luxury standard of the apocalyptic wasteland.

Of course, the city council took into account various countermeasures in the event of a siege, including mobilizing the people to engage in street battles after the city was breached, using a strong central fortress as a spoke, and supporting the semi-fortified city in all directions, although it was small, and the attackers would naturally retreat when the gains outweighed the losses. Moreover, most of the neutral city-states in the north have signed defensive alliances with the Great Lakes Industrial Zone, and when the superior air force of Steel City comes, Game over.

But the councillors' predictions were all based on the logistical build-up capabilities severely affected by the wasteland's extremely poor road system, and Mandsville's forty-foot walls would be able to withstand a potential onslaught, and to assemble an army that threatened the city, it would be necessary to have sufficient supplies, establish supply lines, and assemble and mobilize troops.

Plans can never keep up with change, courage is always better than following the same pace, and Mandsville stubbornly believes that it is the middle of winter, even if he refuses the Crusaders' unreasonable demands for Mandsville's troops, and the logistics line harassed by the mercenaries of Steel City and the Hydra mutants, the Crusaders have no reason to tear apart the Columbus front forces and turn back to Mandsville. However, the facts are right in front of you, and a person who does not play his cards according to common sense should not be expected to follow the established rules of the game. The two-wheeled gunboats confused the houses in the city, and the gun-fire knights rushed forward with all the available forces without preparation, and in a day and night, the city was broken, and the people died.

The defenders of the surface structure of the city fort have been swept to the other half, and the entrance to the air-raid tunnel has been vacated, which hides hundreds of defenders of the Mandsville Council, including all the councillors.

After months of fighting, Simon, Ramirez, and Marco honed a sense of tacit understanding, and there was no need to say more, Simon threw his eyes, and the team members understood, and quietly walked to the back side of the twelve-person team.

THERE WAS NOT A TRACE OF DAMAGE, BUT EVEN THE 152MM MAIN GUN OF THE M1 MAIN BATTLE TANK WITH A SHAPED ENGINE WAS NOT NECESSARILY HURTING, AND SEVERAL BLACK FLAG HERALDS SET UP SENTRY MACHINE GUN POINTS TO PROHIBIT ANY UNRELATED PERSONNEL FROM APPROACHING THE BLAST DOOR THAT OPENED TO THE LEFT.

No fancy, no show, a deep limestone wall with the coat of arms of Mandsville inscribed on it—a road sandwiched between two hills, and the mountains are open to the road, and Mandsville was built, thrived, and destroyed.

Simon narrowed his eyes, and around the corner was a lifting platform identical to the Fort Kent Vault, but far less than the terrifying throughput of Fort Kent, which could accommodate four main battle tanks at once, but two cargo trucks

Area. Simon tried to search for the possible imprint of the original owner on the exposed rock wall around him, the dim emergency light could not stop Simon's mastered glimmer vision, he easily found the traces of deliberate smoothing on the rock wall on the left side of the lifting platform, the years passed but stubbornly left clues, Simon vaguely felt that it would be two Arabic numerals.

Simon clearly remembers that there was no number at the entrance to the Fort Kent Vault, which was a line of "Fort Kent Military Nuclear Bomb Shelter".

Another pre-war government-built refuge? Public shelters? The level of construction of the square bomb shelter that Simon hid in before was by no means what could be built in the post-war world, and it was interesting for a while why there were two sets of incompatible three-defense sites in Mandsville?

"Pong-dang!" Stepping on the lifting platform, one of them slipped and fell into the mud, and the crusaders burst into laughter, and the unlucky man muttered, "Why is it so slippery?" It hurts me to death, my front teeth ......"

Simon lifted his boots, slimy and wet, Simon sniffed with the tip of his nose, extremely faint blood, Simon's left eye turned gray, and the dark red that could be seen everywhere on the lifting platform was congealed with blood. One can only imagine what happened to the first Crusader infantry to step out of the platform.

Simon shook his hand and motioned for the three of them to disperse, trying to find a cover position, Simon began to regret it, the heavy casualty rate of the Crusader infantry has always been high, so he shouldn't mix in the infantry, even if he took a little more risk to pretend to be a scattered Humvee crew! Unless the technical arms are forced to do so, the commander will never waste them.

The lift table descended at a uniform speed without hurry, and Simon compared the lifting time of the Fort Kent lift table. Sixty years of hibernation in the cryochamber did not freeze Simon's memory, and although Simon was in a coma due to overdraft when he returned to Fort Kent, Simon still remembers the first time he entered sixty years ago.

Arriving at the end of the line about half a minute before the Fort Kent Vault, the light pierced into his eyes, and Simon was relieved to see that it was the Black Flag Herald's sentry machine gun, at least he wasn't the money-losing goods he had used to consume firepower in the first place.

The non-commissioned officers received the order to clear the air defense tunnel in advance, and faithfully carried it out, not slow for a moment, the highly disciplined non-commissioned officer ordered the infantry to continue to go deeper, and the vast majority of the crusaders looked left and right in surprise, the air defense tunnel showed a milky white and blue background, and the floor tiles had a slight softness when stepped on, and people who had seen the world boasted that this was a cashmere brick, and the black-walled tycoon of the steel city would buy bricks that would not hurt if such a person fell.

Simon's heart skipped a beat at the first moment he saw this "tunnel", what kind of "tunnel" is this, it is a serious shelter walkway! The "cashmere bricks" under the feet are the stuffed bricks that were commonplace before the war, and the layout of the Fort Kent refuge is clear.

The walkway was not long, about 500 meters, and the Crusaders were jumping happily as if they were on an outing, many of them pulling out daggers and shovels and trying to cut a few filler bricks down, while Simon silently observed the gates next to the walkway, which were supposed to be the shelter parking lots, a few of them were open, revealing the scooters inside, and many more were tightly closed.

In order to gain a preemptive advantage in the sniper battle, Simon chose to hunt the Daredevil Queen to enhance his five senses, and the deeper the aisle entered, the more Simon smelled from the gate

The heavy smell of blood, the smell of gunpowder smoke that had not yet dissipated, he stared sideways at one of the gates.

"You! What to see! Walk! Simon only stopped for a few seconds, and was immediately staggered by the butt of a gun by the non-commissioned officer of the follow-up team, which was enough time for Simon to see the next corner of the gate.

A puddle of oozing blood.

In the distance, there was the sound of buckets pouring over from the lifting platform, the darkness was the fear brought by human bones, Simon didn't feel afraid when facing the M60, Simon's tail vertebrae were cold at this time, how cruel was the battle ahead, to let the crusaders collect the corpses to the garage? Do you want to splash water to clean the lifting platform?

Simon walked a few quick steps, caught up with Ramirez, and with a slight shoulder bump, met the grim gaze of the one-eyed dragon, Simon's eyes froze towards the gate, and he raised his eyebrows and rolled his eyes.

Crossing the walkway, turn through several walkways that are shorter than 100 meters away, with a gate on one side. The sound of gunfire from far and near almost burst the eardrums and pierced the eardrums, and when they reached the next aisle, the wails of the wounded began to fill the hallway, and none of the retreating Crusader infantry supported each other on all fours, and followed the leading Black Flag soldiers back to the first gate.

"Can we go back?" Marco leaned over and asked, both sides of the aisle were full of wounded soldiers groaning and panting, roughly calculated that there were at least two or three hundred people, you must know that after yesterday's day and night of street fighting, the Crusader infantry was extremely badly damaged, how many infantry could the gunmen carry to attack Mandsville? There are too many worthless things to replenish so quickly!

"I don't know......" Simon was beating the drum in his heart, he was not afraid of hardships and dangers, nor was he afraid of the task of nine deaths or even ten deaths, what he was most afraid of was to do countless zeros after 1! Be a stepping stone to the planner!

Suddenly there was a strange sound before the tsunami in front of him, and the gunfire stopped, Simon chuckled in his heart, and the soles of his feet unconsciously slowed down for a moment, and it was this moment that saved his life! A wall of fire suddenly poured out from the corner of the walkway ahead! Suddenly split to both sides!

Simon's pupils narrowed sharply, and he yelled, "Run!" "Regardless of three-seven-twenty-one, he immediately turned his head and ran backwards playfully, but where did the two legs race past the fire wave? Simon was in a hurry, and raised the AR15 in his hand to give a shuttle to the back of the crusader in front of him, and the bullet pierced three or four people in a row at such a close range.

Suddenly he entered the oven, Simon's eyes were closed, his sideburns were beeping and burning, and the waves of fire passed in an instant, but the oxygen burned along the way almost suffocated Simon, he blushed his face, pulled Ramirez, and ran to the end of the aisle, holding his throat until the end of the aisle, before he greedily breathed in the extremely hot and scorched air.

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" Simon held on to the soft and undiminished padded soft bricks, almost coughing out his throat and eyes, looking around, except for the dozens of crusaders who were lucky enough to run here, the wounded soldiers and at least three squads of infantry all in the aisle were swallowed by the wave of fire, Simon personally saw that just forty or fifty meters away, a survivor fell on his knees and suffocated to death.

"Is this a bottomless pit of flesh and blood, we can't go in again, this is a thermobaric bomb, the self-defense army will fire again, we will be suffocated if we are not burned to death!" Simon growled.

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