Another sleepless night.

No sane person would choose to break into the Night Wasteland, no matter how ambitious he was, but at that time it was not the old world, Cerberus had long since he stopped guarding the gates of hell, and since the gods had fallen, it was the duty of the servants of the gods to wander the world, and to patrol on his behalf.

As soon as the first light appeared, Claudia immediately left the country house, where they hastily buried Ivy's body, and the last handful of earth sprinkled on the pale, bloodless faces of their comrades, the dead unfinished and the living still suffering.

The exoskeleton drove Augustavina to a stiff step, her heart beating with a tom, only this time she understood that it was indeed a normal physiological factor, the dry and cracked wasteland spread out like a spider's web when a person stepped on it, she didn't even need to use willpower to fight the rest that her body was calling for all the time, the inertial skeletal mechanism locked the pace, she could really be regarded as a walking dead, at the mercy of a pair of machines.

Claudia walked away from the ruins of old Toronto, and this time, the National Television Tower was directly open in front of them, but from this distance, the more than 500-meter-high building was nothing particularly surprising, and when you occasionally raised your hand to shade the sun, you can't help but wonder, is it really built by humans? Or is it just a carving when nature is extremely boring? After all, it's just a bunch of separate planets, nine times out of ten, it's a mythical world tree, right? There are no Odin gods, but Augustavina is 100% sure that there is either a living corpse nest or a demon eagle's nest, and sooner or later the trunk will be eaten.

The sun gradually shifted to the center, the shadow was purely a weak appendage under the bright sun, it was impossible to have the slightest fear, and Augustavina could hardly feel the depth of the darkness that had not been hidden a few hours ago, Claudia chose to avoid talking about it in silence, talking about the unknown would largely evolve into self-intimidation, but Augustavina was calm from the bottom of her heart, not struggling or shrinking, after all, when she could betray herself and try to destroy herself, what could be more urgent than not opening her heart to the bottom of the center?

It has turned into the flawless and terrifying honey-bellied sword of the day of the blood moon. She recited silently, she firmly remembered this proverb that appeared for no reason, she wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead, and pursed it into her lips, salty and astringent, and rested for a moment with the captain's drink order before she finished her thoughts.

Claudia sat around, eating indifferently and resting in shifts, no one smiling or sharing some "secrets" as usual, and in an instant, they became the most ruthless and insensible execution machines. I can smell the gloom gloomily.

"I know what you're worried about, and yes, we're going through unprecedented difficulties." The captain looked around at each Claudia, the unshakable thought in his unwavering eyes, and the captain looked at these ladies who had served for different periods of time but had three or four years of combat experience. "Tell me, then, what Claudia's creed is."

"Perseverance! One step ahead! Augustavina said, as if as soon as these words came out, a sudden burst of brilliance.

The captain clenched his fists and gently tapped the three-legged black line badge on his chest, and the rock was as firm as a stone: "Our battlefield is not in the birthing bed, but in the wasteland, we are wearing armor, and our hearts are equally indestructible, we must be faster than the men, always one step faster, so that we can be called Claudia, the Emperor's Imperial Guard!" ”

"Tell me! What is Franz's aphorism! "There is no cloud in the sky, no rain on the earth, and after a short spring, summer is approaching.

"God's Duty be God's! Franz's to Franz! ”

After a few sentences, the captain unfolded the military map, on which a thin pencil line was connected to the Iron City at one end, winding to the left through the Great Lake hub, Ford City, and then turning to the old Kanda country, and finally reached the other end of the pencil line, and made a heavy circle with the red pencil, and they reached the end.

"We will maintain the speed, and we will be able to arrive at the crash site at three o'clock in the afternoon, and as soon as we have determined the location of the pilot and retrieved the information, I will immediately send a report requesting that the air retreat channel be opened." The captain rolled up the map again and put it into a leather cylinder, a detailed military map drawn in the blood of successive expeditions, and must not be lost.

"Let's work harder, and we'll be home this time tomorrow at the earliest."

The promise of going home was always more motivating than anything else, and Claudia pulled on their masks, rested for a very short time, and headed north at a faster pace, dozens of miles away, to their destination.

A common feature of the pre-war megacities, including old Toronto, was that the boundaries between the suburbs were very blurred, without the constraints of the city walls, the city was constantly expanding, and the suburbs were not exactly subordinate areas for the provision of products, but increasingly took on the functions of life, which made it more difficult to define what the core area was in the post-war ruins. Many ruins of the property market that have not collapsed in the passage of time stand on the wasteland, and elites like Claudia cannot rashly determine which one is safe and which one is latent with deadly mutant creatures.

The shadows continued to shift, and just after three o'clock in the afternoon, Claudia walked into the red circle on the map, yes, the biplane allegedly crashed here, the intercity suburb of Toronto, and the most recent triangulation was a week ago, Augustavina didn't know if the pilots had successfully contacted the Hopkins airport headquarters, or if they had managed to survive, but on their mission priorities, search and rescue were equal to retrieval information.

They were supposed to spread out in pairs in order to quickly search for a predetermined area, but the inexplicable odds of the past few days forced Claudia to draw nets in the form of skirmishers who could see each other, regrouping whenever the view obstructed.

"I didn't find any debris from the plane when it crashed to the ground, was that old biplane full or half full tank when it broke down?" Someone asked. Indeed, they have been searching for more than an hour, and the drone has also patrolled around, but nothing has been found. The sun was setting, and they didn't want to lose another person tonight.

Augustavina's mind came to mind the terrain of the north and south coasts, and there were indeed a lot of biplane weather reconnaissance planes that had been rushed out of the Steel City, and this kind of YMF-5 biplane with a 300-horsepower engine was not only widely welcomed by the people before the war, but most importantly, it could be made by the way with the scraps when assembling jet fighters in Steel City. Although the cruising speed is only 200 km / h, it can have a maximum range of 870 km after attaching a fuel tank, which is more than enough to fly from the south shore lake to Toronto, even if it is not equipped with an auxiliary fuel tank, it only consumes half of the fuel, once it crashes and explodes, it is equivalent to an aerial bomb!

But as far as they could see, there was nothing but barrenness and barrenness. Maybe the pilot made a successful forced landing? Augustavina thought, it seems, there is only that

But given that this area was supposed to be a small town, and the only place to make a forced landing was a dilapidated road, or a flat landscape like a school playground, she looked at it, and the collapsed duplex buildings had once signaled the prosperity of the Union era, and the buildings that had occasionally maintained their intact appearance were like a very glaring scar on the black and white fur of a zebra.

"Sisters, I've found something!" Claudia walked aimlessly down the town's road, constantly alerting both sides, when suddenly a cry came from the walkie-talkie. "The town center police station at nine o'clock!"

Augustavina immediately kept her eyes close to the sights, and at the town police station that the team was pointing to was at an angle to Claudia, she could see very intuitively the corroded subway railings that had become crunchy candy parapets, and the almost non-human presence on the north bank kept the parapet largely intact in the natural environment, except for the ...... The one that was broken.

“Tight！ (tightened)" The captain raised his fist, and Claudia immediately retracted, lowered her body and approached the police station in a street fighting position, the closer they got, the more Claudia could perceive that the damage was obviously artificially broken, although the saboteur was carefully camouflaged, but in front of a wasteland expert like Claudia, it was really not worth mentioning.

Augustavina and the team members looked at each other for a moment, she nodded, and the cat rushed across the road, stuck to the side of the parapet, threw the detection ball in one go, and then lay on the ground, and rolled the ball into the police station with the main control panel remotely.

"How?" The walkie-talkie captain asked, and the monitor on his left arm sent a real-time restoration of the footsteps of the probe ball, which detected the suspected existence of people or monsters in the corridor through the thickness of the dust. "Wait a minute...... Augustavina quickly operated, the floor plan was drawn and measured, and the footsteps restored the footprints of human feet, one deep and one shallow, followed by dense four-legged light marks, nine times out of ten from hyenas. Someone panicked and broke through the rotten parapet wall and fled into the depths of the police station in pursuit.

"Confirmed, humans, hyena packs trailing." The ball went deeper, continued to restore the distribution of blood stains, the direction of the pace, and finally stopped in front of the fire shutter. "Single, with bullet casings, and a large area of blood marks on the trailing dog corpse, roughly four to six days ago."

"And, on the gate, there is our code." In the surveillance screen, a straight line crossed at an acute angle is crossed by a vertical line, like a squeezed rice flag, which is nothing else, it is the badge of Claudy's troops! And Claudia is a straight line with two diagonal lines extending on both sides of the bottom, so it is called a three-legged black line chapter!

Needless to say, the captain made an offensive gesture. "Very good, Group A is responsible for assault and demolition, Group B, Guard, Vena, you guard the operation officer, move!"

Two groups of Claudia ran across the street, close to each other, through the darkness and darkness, to the fire gate. "Demolition!" They then attached sticky explosives and leaped through the smoke before they stopped at the steel door outside the storage room.

"Anyone alive?" Augustavina asked.

Her familiar voice flowed from the crack in the door, and Claudie inside was weakly fluttering candles in the wind, but still with his endearing whims: "Next time, don't be in the scenery on the road." ”

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