When: January 14, 2043

Location: Lao Maozi, Moscow Kremlin

"Bang!"

The door was violently pushed open, and a group of people walked in, looking at President Kecharil, who was still kneeling at his desk to handle affairs, he stepped forward and said, "President, you need to move to a safe area immediately!" ”

"Gunshots?" Kechariel looked up and asked, and after seeing Defense Minister Eames nodding, he immediately stood up and ran towards the underground platform surrounded by security personnel.

He knew that, unlike World War II, if he really wanted to kill him, a few conventional warheads would be enough.

"Where are they attacking and how are we prepared?" Kercharil asked as he walked

"The main offensive direction is located in the Ukrainian zone, and at the same time a feint was launched in the St. Petersburg direction, the enemy forces carried out intense electromagnetic interference on the front line, the casualties on the front line are not yet known, and at the same time, in the space war we are in a disadvantaged zone."

Eames replied, following Kerchariel into the high-speed underground train.

"How's it about a counterattack?"

Kercharil continued to ask, taking the tablet from the secretary next to him.

"Electronic countermeasures have been implemented, missile forces have been launched towards the set targets, mobile units have been operating in accordance with the established plan, corresponding reinforcements are already on the way, drone groups and air force units are fighting for air supremacy, naval forces are also counterattacking at the same time, space counterattack has begun, and backup satellites are about to be launched."

Kercharil listened, nodded, and then continued to ask, "What about the evacuation of the population?" ”

"There is no way, there is a full-scale war now...... Eames replied with a wry smile, "they don't declare war, we don't have much time for a full withdrawal." ”

"Distribute information from all channels to inform the public that it's time to pick up the guns in their hands!" Kercharrier said, leaning back in his seat, "Count the number of nuclear warheads and aim at the target,"

"We have aimed at the set goal, waiting for your orders." Eames replied.

"Hmm!" Kechariel nodded slightly, thought for a moment, and continued, "Don't rush first, only carry out a second nuclear strike!" ”

"Yes!" Eames replied,

"I can only pray that this war will not turn into the imminent entrance of humanity......" Kercharil sighed suddenly, as if remembering something again, and continued to ask, "What about the situation in other countries?" ”

"According to the forecast, the ...... across the board"

……

"Hold the grass, this is the wear?"

Fang Yan looked at the completely different environment around him in a daze, pinched his thigh fiercely, and then looked at the fish in his hand that had not yet been cooked, and silently threw it aside.

In the dark space, by the dim moonlight outside the window, Fang Yan glanced at the surrounding decorations slightly, and he had already determined a fact,

This is the future, and the location is not located in the territory of China!

The owner of the house should have left in a hurry, because the decoration in the room was unusually messy, and clothes and cosmetics were thrown on the ground at random, and they were already slightly covered with a layer of dust.

"It's so cold!"

Feeling the coldness of the surrounding environment, Fang Yan involuntarily shuddered, walked a few steps in the direction of the wardrobe, opened it and took out a leather jacket and put it directly on his body, slowly searching for the things that were useful to him in this room......

"Lao Maozi's words? Fighting nations? ”

Fang Yan muttered, closed the book in his hand again, slowly put it down, and then picked up the watch next to him, looked at the second hand that was still moving slowly, and put it on his hand.

Looking around again, but seeing nothing useful, he continued to lift his steps, and tried to press the switch of the light at the door, but found that there was no response at all.

Shaking his head, Fang Yan continued to search the various rooms, bathroom, kitchen, living room......

Until the end, he looked at some of the things he found and sighed silently.

There was no water, no electricity, no gas, only a few snacks for food, and the only thing that was best for weapons was a small fruit knife.

I don't know the time, I don't know the place, and no one ......

Thinking of this, Fang Yan paused instantly, picked up the fruit knife, tightened it, turned around and walked lightly towards the door.

There are many situations where there is no one, one is that the human race is almost dead, and it is possible that this area has become a danger zone, and either way, it is not good news for him who only has a fruit knife.

"Squeak ......"

With a puff of dust drifting away, the door of the house finally opened slowly, and Fang Yan held a knife and looked around vigilantly, and then slowly stepped out a few steps.

Quiet, and even has a bit of an unusual taste......

Fang Yan watched, slowly groping towards the window at the end of the corridor, and some bullet holes, mixed with blood, also slowly appeared in his field of vision, but he still didn't see any corpses.

"Bang! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! ”

A series of sounds sounded faintly in the distance, and Fang Yan subconsciously lay on the ground, having experienced the battlefield, he already knew what these familiar sounds meant.

A faint humming sound came from a distance, and the ears of the dialect moved, prostrate, and slowly half-squatted up, and in this dark corridor, softly, walked back to the room just now, and then slowly closed the door, without making the slightest sound.

Slightly relieved, Fang Yan walked to the living balcony of the kitchen, slightly revealing his head, and looked at the red night sky in the distance.

At the same time, the sound of gunfire became louder and louder, and the scope of the spread became more and more extensive, and the gentle humming in the sky began to become dense, and the whole city became noisy in an instant......

Fang Yan watched, slowly retracted his head, half-squatted and walked to the original bedroom, then leaned against the bed, looked at the basically empty room, and sighed.

A fruit knife at the beginning, no dogs, no equipment to pick up, the most typical orphan starts, but he still has to live in this world for ten days.

Ten days to live under all-out war......

PUBG Battle Royale Future War 10 Days mod ......

Tsk, the world is so kind to me!

Fang Yan pursed his lips, looked at the faint firelight outside the window, left behind these useless thoughts, combined with his only equipment and the environment he was in, and thought carefully about his way out.

Guns, this is the biggest problem, no guns, which means that they have no ability to protect themselves, but if they find a gun, they will be upgraded from a refugee to an armed element......

Food and drinking water should be available in this building, so don't worry about it for the time being.

So?

Hold on?

Fang Yan thought, with a strange look on his face, thought about it carefully, and nodded very seriously.

Yes, hold on, hold on!

Ten days, good luck, go home and eat chicken!