The last time AATS overload was driven so frequently was in the living corpse building in Old Cleveland, the serious overreaction caused by the first-order overload of the hour hand was long overdue, and in the days when he was waiting for Adolfina to return, Simon stayed directly in the Longhu Infirmary, if it weren't for the fact that the injuries of the fierce Daredevil Queen were indeed amazing, the Longhu military doctor was surprised why this young man could not hold on for so long, but when he thought of Hydra, everything was logical and did not arouse suspicion.

Simon turned on the heating valve, and sweated after a strenuous exercise in the ice and snow, if he didn't get a good dampness and warmth, once he got a cold, there was almost no chance of getting better in the wilderness, if the immune system that relied on resisting the ubiquitous radiation of the wasteland weakened, and developed into dysentery and meningitis, it was equivalent to a death sentence, and the gentle and warm wind blew the two people in the turret drowsy, and it was not particularly difficult to pity Jonathan outside the tank, and stripped the tank crew of their clothes and piled them on their bodies to keep warm.

"Hey, wake up, where are we going?" Simon woke up Ramirez, and after a while out of the North City Gate, Simon could only vaguely see the flames of Mandsville surging into a hazy phantom light, and the sudden wind and snow covered all the tangible colors of the world, such a scale of blizzard, only the compass could only discern the general direction, Simon didn't want to escape with his life, and accidentally drove into the crusader troop assembly point, or rushed into some wasteland snow python lair.

After ridiculing Simon, the one-eyed old mercenary jumped up and down without Simon as easily, and when the warm wind blew, it was inevitable that people would be a little dizzy, Ramirez found out the practical belt bag that had been destroyed by various sharp objects, and the portable scroll map contained in it was also roasted and yellowed and black, and Ramirez's two fingers were often sandwiched with inferior cigarettes and smoke, and there was a layer of smoke and dirt.

The old mercenary drew a few concentric circles with his thumb and axes, and sighed: "If it's morning, I can also use a sextant to simply measure the horizon and the sun, considering that we are out of the North City Gate, and it should be in the direction of Steel City to drive forward, you hang the throttle lightly, the Crusaders generally don't fill up the fuel tank, and then look at the others after this night." ”

"Sell this tank, we can

It's really posted! "Rao is so, Marco still has how to make money in his mind, and he feels a little sad that he didn't leave his nephew's life in Mandsville, but it is true that this M60 with a broken barrel is sold to the Iron Army, whether it is a new barrel, or the turret is dismantled to make a missile destroyer, ammunition delivery vehicle has great value, and the vehicles that can maintain good combat capability in the harsh environment of the wasteland have common characteristics, that is, a sturdy and reliable chassis, absolutely not picky engine power, whether it is gasoline, diesel, bio-oil, vegetable oil, These refuge storage vehicles, which have been strengthened as a whole of the oil pipelines, will not refuse to come as long as they are burning oil.

The two people of the turret soon fell into a state of false sleep, the night wasteland is particularly dangerous, hiding in the tank does not necessarily have to sit back and relax, at least the ambush team was forced to abandon the camp and flee because of the attack of the demon cluster a while ago, they must seize the time to recover their physical strength, any main battle tank snow march, the running gear will be doubled the loss, fuel consumption is also, a tank of full fuel is only 4~500 kilometers, knee-deep snow will make the engine more unsustainable, Mandsville is about 240 kilometers away from Steel City, If the M60 could drive to Steel City and then break down, Simon would be thankful.

At this time, it is only the first few days of the new year, it is the most cruel month of winter in the wasteland, and it is impossible for even the strongest people to resist the freezing cold of minus twenty or thirty degrees in the wild for a long time, and the climate will not warm up until late February.

No more than before the war, the East Coast spring would come around mid-March, only sixty years have passed since the verdict, and the dust from the nuclear explosion has not yet completely degraded and landed, and no one can say how long this man-made Xiaoice period will last, but judging from the fact that Simon stepped out of Steel City and saw the surface of Lake Erie completely frozen, it is necessary to know that the surface of Lake Superior began to freeze at the peak of the Xiaoice in the 17th century. The temperature is significantly lower than the last natural Xiaoice period around 2030~2040.

As the team chatted about the short spring and autumn in the wasteland, and that the midwinter would last from November to May of the following year, Simon wondered why he had to fight the three world wars. See, the temperature of the Federation is not on par with Mosros

Is it?

If Simon's original plan had been carried out, the entire month would have been spent in Mandesville, replenishing armaments, even recruiting men, arranging team safety points, and considering a new plan when the snow depth was reduced enough for heavy all-terrain vehicles to pass by in late February, but the Crusaders raided Mandesville like this, not only did the team members die until only Simon, Ramirez, Marco, and Jonathan were left, but even the armory box was lost, and now the whole body is estimated to be a few guns that he carries with him, plus a few self-defense shorts in the tank.

As if the heavens saw that Simon's future was in trouble, a penetrating light suddenly appeared outside the misty snow and mist, followed by two, and three, until a long line of motorcades with headlights turned on gradually revealed. Simon was a spirit, and instantly lost his sleepiness, if the comer was still a crusader, the M60 with this barrel blossom would be a moving target!

"Wake up! Wake up! There is a situation ahead! The two men in the turret had just dozed off and woken up, and they couldn't be annoyed, Ramirez slid through the periscope to see the crimson Blood Cross Banner fluttering. TF？ The one-eyed dragon gasped.

"They're signaling the lights! They saw us! In the field of vision, the crusader convoy dispersed into a contact formation in an orderly manner, this convoy of all-terrain vehicles, light snowmobiles, and modified SUVs all placed flashing boards on the top of the vehicles, and the communication equipment in the wasteland often failed due to low temperatures, and flags and light signals were auxiliary methods for measuring the enemy and our troops.

"! These brutes are equipped with recoilless cannons! If we turn away and don't return the lights, the Crusaders will surely chase after us and check! ”

Visibility is extremely poor in a blizzard, but the Crusader powerful vehicle is equipped with a rudimentary infrared night vision device, which can mark the direction hundreds of meters away, and the two teams of people and horses are separated by two or three hundred meters before they find each other, at most they will meet in a minute or two, and the probability of successful hiding is infinitely close to zero, I don't know if it is the pain or the heating valve is adjusted too much, Simon's brain is sweating for a moment.

"Slow down! Hurry up and cut a knife! Smear a bloody cross on your face! We'll have to gamble our luck again! Ramirez said, pulling out his saber.

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