Thanks to the Humvee military car given by the woman, driven by Edward who had nowhere to go, like a loose husky, after just over two hours of high-speed trekking, a vibrant town came into view of Davy and others.

The scale of the current situation may not be described as a town, but more like a small city with a mix of various eras and even regional styles, needless to say, this should be the result of the participation of some 'players' in order to pay tribute to their own 'past'.

However, this phenomenon also illustrates a problem, although the continent of Garda is still dominated by the first artificial people who were put into it, after more than a decade of development, the slave players have also begun to gain some middle and high-level management power.

This small city is completely different from the dirty and cluttered small settlements you see along the way, and high walls have been built around the city to prepare for the possibility of an attack by the Red Legion.

Guard towers were erected at twenty or thirty meters apart from the high walls, guarded by several soldiers armed with guns, and the dark muzzles of the towers watched silently over the empty wasteland.

As it had entered the night of the seven nights, and the city gate was already under martial law, one of the soldiers was about to come forward to intercept David's vehicle, conduct a routine interrogation, and collect a certain amount of supplies as taxes.

But he was pulled back by the quick-eyed veteran beside him, and at the same time hurriedly beckoned everyone to completely open the half-hidden city gate, and then raised his hand and saluted a little messily when the Humvee approached to drive by! It makes the scene look a little funny.

"Captain, who was that guy just now? Even the last Archon process, you didn't seem to be so serious, right? The recruit, who had been pulled back by the veteran, asked with a puzzled face.

"You know the! Although I don't know who it is, haven't you heard Shangfeng explain it just now? General Karena of the Red Rose has made a point of informing her that if she encounters a black-armored man sitting in her collection Humvee, she will be allowed to leave immediately, with the highest courtesy, right? If you mess with the Archon, you'll be sent to the black mines to mine or dig up nitrate in the latrines, and if you mess with General Karina... Hehe, it's light to be tied to the front line to be cannon fodder! ”

"Wow, is General Karena so terrible? But she looks like a great beauty, if only she could kiss Fang Ze sometime, even if it was just to say a few words to me, in that case, I would be sent to the front line to be cannon fodder, and it would be worth it for the rest of my life..."

The recruit was getting carried away and talking about his love for Karena when he suddenly saw the faces of his captain and even his colleagues become apprehensive and strange at some point, and look at him... Some pity?

He suddenly turned around, and saw that a siege tank had come to the city gate at some point, and General Karina, the goddess of his dream, had jumped off the tank, smiled at him charmingly, and then pointed to the adjutant and ordered: "I believe that you have heard the wishes of this warrior, and send him to the front line death squad for a few days." ”

"......" The recruit suddenly knelt down...

The city was originally nameless, until it was later called the City of Dawn by a player, which means that even if you are in hell, you must have a heart for the light, live strongly, and the light of dawn will eventually come, which is gradually spread and acquiesced by players and androids who resonate with their hearts.

Compared with the daytime, the intensity of the battlefield is relatively slowed down at night, more people who don't have much ability will choose to return to the City of Dawn to rest for a while, after all, the night of Garda is also extremely cold, and it will get colder and colder with the long night, if there is no extra warm clothing and no physical strengthening, it is difficult for ordinary people to survive in the long night.

In the battlefield of the long night, only the truly strong can participate.

This is a phrase that circulates on the infinite battlefield, and it can be seen that the cruelty of the battlefield of the long night can be seen.

After all, in the battlefield rules designated by Garda, although there are two sides, red and blue, and the airborne players can choose their own faction, they have never restrained cannibalism within the same camp, and they also have points.

Although both sides have formulated their own protection rules and punishments for their own factions in order to prevent the battlefield with a high death rate from continuing to deteriorate into a hell of endless and endless brutal assassinations, most of them can only be confined to cities where armies of androids are stationed to maintain order.

In the long night battlefield without any constraints, there are a lot of players and even androids who want to accumulate enough points as soon as possible, like hunters wandering in the shadows, hunters can hunt everything in front of them.

After all, trust and betrayal, human nature is good and ugly, and the transformation of people's hearts in front of interests is also a major attraction of Infinite Battlefield Battle Royale.

All this makes it possible for the cities on both sides to change from the decadent style of a dead city to a particularly prosperous and lively city at night.

In this way, David and others were presented to the scene, with the primitive electricity supply, the whole street was brightly lit and noisy, and even in many remote corners, men and women could be seen venting their endless bathing hopes and fears for survival in the most savage and primitive way.

The precarious status quo of existence, and the anxiety of whether they can survive until tomorrow, have made the vast majority of people on this planet develop the habit of having fun in time, and they can't wait to carnival every day as the day before the end.

Of course, in this decadent environment, there are still some small beings who are trying to live longer, and when everyone is drunk, they try to do what they can in exchange for some meager resources.

At this moment, after handing out a bomb and stating his request, David was accepted by a teenager who was acting as a donor in ecstasy, and took the 'generous to luxury' guest and his entourage to a bar called Liquor Bullet Shell.

Pushing open the door, the light in the bar was a little dim, and an infrared sight on his head that had been pieced together from nowhere was used as a laser light, constantly rotating and releasing infrared light, and the air was filled with a mixture of alcohol, bad perfumes and hormones.

Poorly dressed and poorly dressed, the poor women kept shuttling and talking to and fro in the crowd, trying to find a benefactor who would pay for their services tonight.

Among them, there are androids who have long been accustomed to making a living from this, and of course, there are also those female players who have no long skills and no fighting talent, and after surviving by luck, when they first arrived, their bodies were 'requisitioned for free' many times in a row, and they broke the jar and fell to this kind of place, enduring the little shame left, and using a still somewhat stiff smile and unfamiliar skills to attract customers.

At least here, even if it is used, it can be exchanged for some basic life supplies, isn't it? As for those chaste martyrs who were incompetent, their bones had long since been digested into the cleanest feces by some creature.

On the small stage, a few dancers with barely two pieces of cloth on their bodies were writhing wildly, and under the dual effect of alcohol and 'readings', they could dance frantically for two or three hours.

When exhausted, they will be carried down by the enthusiastic guests without the help of security, and there are a few hardcore guys who like to do something loving on their bodies that are already too tired to move.

As long as they don't try to pick up the corpses and pack them away, the security guards won't stop them, and it's even very common for them to build a gun emplacement with the guests when they're in the mood.

Edward looked at the situation of the demons dancing inside, his eyes were slightly confused, this decadence, bath hope and silver aura permeated everywhere, he couldn't help but recall his past life, of course, the level will not be so low.

David didn't really like this kind of place, both lives, but Edward's incompetence forced him to come here.

David and his party, especially David, who is 'tall' in black armor, is obviously an outlier in this environment, and as soon as he pushes the door in, it attracts the attention of many well-intentioned people.

In the midst of all kinds of inquiring and suspicious gazes, David came to the bar and sat down, took a metal structure with extremely complex patterns from the hand of the android girl on his shoulder, and pushed it in front of the middle-aged bartender at the bar with a dull sound.

At the same time, he said: "I heard that you can exchange a lot of good things here, can you accept this thing?" ”

The originally lively bar couldn't help but be suddenly quieted down a lot by this episode.

There were even people who knew the goods and couldn't help but gasp when they saw the things on the bar, and secretly exclaimed: "Isn't that a miniature power furnace of power armor?" How the hell did he get this kind of forbidden material! ”

PS: Due to the recent crackdown, some sensitive words can only be used through fake words... Otherwise it is easy for the chapters to be harmonized... Forgive me, everyone~