Bacon is a finished product, and although it is raw meat after being smoked, it can already be absorbed by the human stomach. Eating a small bite of bacon between a slice of bread, Liszt chewed quite delicately, and took a sip of hot water from time to time to swallow it, quickly replenishing the energy consumed before.

The five of them sat scattered in the corner of the living room, each with their own food in front of them, but the rifle that was not yet safed by their side was still at hand, even if they were eating food, and their eyes swept around from time to time with vigilance. The gray fog outside had just become a little thicker just now, and they could see that the lights were only thirty meters away, and they had already become blurred.

Liszt poured a raw egg into his mouth and swallowed it directly, but his eyes were staring at the visible gray mist outside the window, and his brows couldn't help but wrinkle slowly. This strange gray mist had never been seen in the small town before, but now it permeated the small town, and it made him feel more and more uneasy.

This is the world before the Fallout Wasteland, a small city on the East Coast of the continental United States before the nuclear war. In his previous life, in addition to knowing those famous American cities, he couldn't remember other small cities and towns, at least this small city was more like a county than the **** in his previous life, and the population of more than 8,000 was really not much known.

But it is precisely because there is not much popularity, and it is only a deserted ruin after the nuclear war, that Liszt does not know what the situation of this small city is. According to the information learned from the radiation in the previous life, the death claw developed as a biological weapon should now be in an extremely secret laboratory, instead of appearing in this small city, and was strangled by the military mobilized troops.

"That kind of monster, it's not something we can know, it's weird, isn't it?"

Slowly swallowing a mouthful of bread, Liszt raised his head to look at O'Neill in the corner of the wall on his right, gently raised his hand and took a sip of hot water, as the heat flowed down his throat, he said lightly: "I hope to know something about those monsters, otherwise we will encounter those monsters, it is really extremely dangerous." ”

Hearing Liszt's words, O'Neill, who was still eating bread, paused, looked up at Liszt in front of him, and showed a faint mocking smile on his face. Shaking his head, he continued to fill the bread in his mouth, and said as if to mention something: "Military secrets, no comment. ”

"Military secrets? Ho, it seems that the federal government knows about this? ”

John in the other corner of the wall instantly pushed away the iron plate in front of him, and the whole person stood up with the AKS-74U short assault rifle, glared at O'Neill and gritted his teeth and said, "Why did this happen?" Two of my friends, two citizens of the federal government, were killed by that monster because of this so-called military secret! ”

"John, I understand your grief at the loss of a friend, but once as a soldier on the front line, where did your discipline to control your emotions go? If I were you, then it would be better to calm down now. ”

O'Neill didn't stand up, just looked up at John's impatient appearance, didn't even pick up his M4A1 assault rifle next to him, still ate bread and bacon quickly in small bites, and still had a little mocking look in his calm voice: "You ask me, how do I know?" He looked into John's eyes and said, "I advise you not to do anything irrational, there are still three streets away from the military line, and you are responsible for what you have done." ”

The other two subordinates beside him slowly stood up, and the M4A1 assault rifle in their hands was already aimed at John, and even faintly aimed at Liszt, who was still sitting on the side. But with O'Neill's words, the muzzles of the two of them were lowered slightly, as if to show their sincerity.

"Okay John, there are some things that no one wants."

Liszt finally spoke, shaking his head at John, who was still gritting his teeth and glaring at O'Neill, signaling that he should calm down as well. He had gotten what he wanted to know, because O'Neill had already passed on what he knew. Slowly picking up the water glass in front of him, he said softly: "We will continue to set off in ten minutes." ”

John, who was originally excited, put down the AKS-74U short assault rifle in his hand and gasped deeply, but finally sat back in his corner. The deaths of Jack and Albin are still hard for him to accept, and the fact that he is once a very good friend is now a corpse with incomplete limbs may not be his reaction now.

Everyone seemed to fall into silence, except for the sound of food chewing and drinking softly echoing through the room. And the gray mist outside the room has become more and more dense, which seems to make their already suppressed hearts become heavier and more uneasy.

"Bang bang

But in an instant, a faint burst of gunfire appeared in their ears, and although it sounded like random shooting, it was like an atomic bomb explosion in this silent room, and everyone instantly stopped eating and stood up on their knees like cheetahs, each with their rifle on their shoulders, bending over vigilantly in the corner of the wall where they were.

Liszt was the same, leaning against the wall tightly, he carefully stared at the window in front of him, the Winchester M1887 shotgun in his hand was already in his hand, and the muzzle of the black hole hole also moved with his gaze at the window in front of him, as long as there was any emergency, one arrow-shaped shotgun was enough to deal with most situations!

"The small-caliber rifle shoots three shots, about 500 meters, and the sound is an M4A1 assault rifle."

Speaking slowly, Liszt gestured to the left outside the window, and everyone in the living room immediately understood what he meant. Liszt also stood up gently, bent down at the bottom of the window, and walked quickly towards the bedroom where they first entered, and at the same time gestured to them: "There is a situation." ”

Leaning against the corner of the wall, quietly peeking out half of his head, Liszt didn't have time to see the situation in the gray mist outside, a roar of rage came from the street outside, and at the same time, the gunshots that were still ringing had completely disappeared, and there was no longer that crisp sound.

The thick gray fog made it impossible to see what was going on five hundred meters away, and even the lights more than thirty meters away were already blurred, and the real vision boundary was only about twenty meters. But all of them held their breath gently, and although they didn't know where the gunshots were, they could still know what was happening when combined with the roar.

"Did you encounter that horrible monster?"

A soldier behind O'Neill spoke slowly, and he looked at the thick gray fog and the extremely dim street, and couldn't help but gasp deeply, as if suppressing the fear in his heart, he subconsciously muttered: "The monsters in the laboratory have really all escaped, and we are really going to die here...... Ahem......"

But before he could finish his sentence, another soldier beside him instantly elbowed him in the chest, and the blow to the chest made him cough, but he swallowed the words as if he were talking to himself. Even O'Neill turned his head to look at him, and slowly warned, "Don't talk too much." ”

"Lab?"

John glanced at the soldier next to him and O'Neill, his otherwise handsome face was only serious. He gritted his teeth tightly, and even the AKS-74 short assault rifle in his arms was already held by him fiercely. And he didn't say anything, just gritted his teeth slowly and said: "If I can go back alive, I will expose this kind of scandal to the media!" ”

His words drew a mocking glance from O'Neill, who swept John's grip on the handle of the gun, and slowly crouched behind the window, raising the fully protective goggles in front of him, with obvious sarcasm in his tone: "If you want, then you have your freedom." ”

"Alright, we should go, and we'll talk about it when it's safe."

Exhaling softly, Liszt's brow furrowed with a hint of gloom. He slowly opened the window, and the wisps of gray mist seemed to flow outside the window, and Liszt patted John on the shoulder next to him, his face was already quite ugly: "Our plan must change." He said to O'Neill, "We'll have to wait." ”

"Wait? We are already very close to Plantagenet Street, and if we were quick, we would be able to reach the army line in half an hour. ”

His brows furrowed slightly, and O'Neal looked at the increasingly dense fog outside, and his face was also quite embarrassed. But he looked at the lights on the street outside, but his hands were subconsciously clenched, and he said solemnly to Liszt: "We can't wait any longer, we must rush to Plantagenet Street as soon as possible." ”

The same was true of the two soldiers behind him, and even John looked a little impatient. In this strange town, the monsters they encountered were already too terrifying, and if they could return to the army, at least their safety would be guaranteed, and they would not have to be as frightened as they are now, or even in danger of dying at any time.

"If you want to go, then I choose to keep waiting."

Slowly lowering his head, Liszt glanced at John, and he also saw the desire in John's eyes, so he did not hesitate to take out three 30-round standard magazines behind him and handed them to him: "This is a redundant magazine, enough to deal with a not too fierce battle." As he spoke, he nodded to O'Neill and said, "Be careful. ”

"Okay." O'Neill looked at Liszt deeply and jumped out without hesitation, as did John and the other two soldiers. At the window, O'Neill paused and whispered to Liszt as if unintentionally: "Although it is dangerous outside, you can only survive by finding troops before dawn." ”