The cold wind from the Arctic Circle whistled through the sky very high, bringing a chill that penetrated the soul. There are not many animals in the wilderness of Alaska, and as autumn approaches, the world of winter has already arrived. The road, which was originally built straight, was also covered with mud and weeds, and it looked like it had been without vehicles for a long time, let alone the daily maintenance of the city government.

Because most of Alaska has indeed been abandoned, except for the roads around Anchorage, which look like wheels have been run over, and farther away it is already a deserted wilderness. Those places may be called no-man's land, because the farms, towns, cities, etc., where American citizens were originally inhabited, have been abandoned with the evacuation of residents. There may be something hidden in it, but these abandoned territories, and the Anchorage Line, which has been completely controlled by the military, indicate the existence of unknown dangers.

But on the outskirts of Anchorage, Alaska, on a straight asphalt road, twenty military trucks are lining up in a long line, guided by two armed Humvee off-road vehicles toward the end of the asphalt road. And the road that seemed to be in disrepair was overgrown with weeds, and even a lot of animal feces were piled up, which was crushed by the heavy wheels, and splashed with filth.

The whole convoy was moving forward at a rapid pace, as if it were in the wilderness, and there was no need to be as careful about pedestrians as in the city. Even if there was an animal in front of them, the whole convoy did not have the slightest idea of the Animal Protection Association, and there was not much of a virgin's heart, as the 12.7mm large-caliber heavy machine gun on the two Humvee armed armored vehicles in front of it fired briefly, the thumb-thick heavy machine gun bullet broke the animal that was blocking the movement in two, and the heavy wheels ran over, becoming a fresh puddle of flesh and blood in the Alaska wilderness.

"This place is really empty, if it is developed, I think the rich second generation in New York will definitely spend a lot of money to drag racing here!"

The window was gently rolled down, and a fair, handsome face reached out from the Humvee-armed SUV, squinting at the cold Alaska air. The speed of the convoy has already exceeded the 120 displayed on the worn-out speed limit lever next to it, and even listening to the roar of the throttle being pressed down hard, and feeling the cold wind like a knife, you can know that the current speed of the convoy has soared to the point of some kind of excitement.

The cold wind blew his face a little pale, but he didn't seem to feel the slightest discomfort, but grinned and laughed, but the wind poured directly into his mouth. It seemed that the dust splashed by the car in front made him a little unacceptable, and he spat at the outside, letting the wind blow the saliva in an instant, and then he retracted his head back into the Humvee armed off-road vehicle, and said very chic and loudly: "God knows that if I put my sports car on this road, it will be a real enjoyment!" ”

"Cassius, God won't approve of your extravagant life!"

But before the guy could finish his words, the other person in the back seat let out a sigh of helplessness. His hands were crossed on his forehead and chest, as if he were a devout believer, and his words illustrated the depth of his faith: "Cassius, sometimes keep a humble heart and you will reap God's gifts to you. ”

The devout believer, apparently the type who was not good at speaking with his mouth, looked at Cassius angrily, and closed his eyes and folded his hands, as if praying for something. But Cassius's turquoise eyes swept over him, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was even more mocking, and he looked at him with mockery and said, "God, you damned virgin, don't talk nonsense, as if you can hear what that old man of God said to you!" ”

His words were rather unkind, but they were normal for his faith. Looking at the young man next to him who seemed to not know what anger was, Cassius couldn't help but shrug his shoulders, and sighed helplessly to the front: "This magic stick is really too boring, it's just boring and makes people think it's a Martian visitor." ”

"Okay Cassius, close the window, and shut your mouth."

In the co-pilot in front, Liszt's voice sounded directly, he sat quietly in his place, and warned Cassius directly without even looking back: "If you are energetic, you may be able to see if there is anything unusual around you, and you must know that we have left the protection of the Anchorage Line." After a pause, he tilted his head slightly, looking at Cassius's slightly raised eyebrows, but couldn't help but snort coldly: "Don't let me see your corpses, just lie on both sides of the road undisguised!" ”

"Oh God, my God, Liszt, do you know what depressing words you are saying!"

Cassius was like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail, and instantly jumped up in the carriage with a very serious expression, as if he were some kind of occult teacher. But his expression disappeared in an instant with the roll of Liszt's eyes, he smiled, and also leaned between the driver's seat and the co-pilot with a shy face, looked at the straight road in front of him, and pouted slightly: "If that group of Soviets really appears here, I'm afraid they will be killed by the air force of the Anchorage Line in less than half an hour." ”

"But I'm afraid we'll have to piece it together and try to tell who's who."

Sitting in the co-pilot, Liszt quietly looked at the road in front of him as if he would never see the head, took a deep breath, his eyelids rolled slightly, but he directly reached out and pressed Cassius's head back, and said lightly: "Before arriving in Juno City, everyone should be careful with me, this is not a joke." ”

Liszt's warning also seemed to work, and at least Cassius, who seemed to have ADHD, gradually quieted down. But Liszt looked at the endless Alaska highway in front of him, and his heart beat slightly faster. Stretching out his hand slightly, his eyes couldn't help but squint slightly, and he said slowly: "When will it arrive?" ”

Early this morning, Liszt led his troops and began their advance towards the city of Juneau. Among the twenty military trucks, all of them were carrying the same group of heroic U.S. Army soldiers, and among them were not only the reconnaissance platoon that had fought alongside him before, but also the recruits who had been added because of battle damage. Cassius and the Divine Stick, just behind Liszt's seat, were the guys they had met in the veterans' training camp and had been reassigned to replenish their troops.

Just this morning, their twenty military trucks and two Humvee armed off-road vehicles left the Anchorage Line and headed south along the original Alaska road network. Thankfully, with the Anchorage Line, the Soviets may have only controlled Alaska in the north, and there was little sign of infiltration in the south.

But what also made Liszt quite cautious was that Juneau, which was originally the capital of Alaska, had evacuated all personnel a year ago, and only one air base was still operating normally. Liszt slowly lowered his head and pulled out a map in his bosom, which clearly marked the Anchorage Line and the city of Juneau, as well as the location of that air base. His brow furrowed slightly, and he turned his head to look at the scenery outside, and with the help of several mountains in the distance, he also determined his location on the map.

"We'll get to Juno in about two hours, so let's be careful."

knocked on the car seat behind him, and Cassiuston, who was still holding his cheeks and looking at the scenery outside, became interested, and leaned directly to Liszt's shoulder. Liszt, who was said to be a very rich kid and knew the secrets of the Radiation Wasteland, did not have much envy and awe, but just unceremoniously ordered: "Tell everyone that we can only have breakfast after we arrive in Juno City!" ”