The field of vision has been limited to a very small range, even to the point where you can't see your fingers, and the darkness has covered the entire street, and there is no light at all. It was as if the place had been forgotten by God, leaving behind only the deepest darkness and the most basic fears in the human heart.

Even if he had already been mentally prepared, when he groped forward for dozens of meters in the darkness, Liszt had slowly stopped moving forward, and looked around with wide eyes, but only the shadowy darkness, only when he turned his head to look at the back of the street, could he find a pale light in the thick gray mist to prove that he had not lost his vision.

But even if you don't lose your vision, in this completely dark environment, your vision has been deprived, and there is no place for it to play a role at all. Not only Liszt, but even the old Bunard behind him, the hand holding his shoulder was a little hard, and when he felt that Liszt stopped advancing, he couldn't help but whisper in a sand voice: "What's wrong?" ”

As the vanguard, Liszt's duty is already related to the safety of the entire team, especially in this street that is completely in darkness, as long as Liszt finds anything, then they will quickly pass through the road they came from and retreat back according to the original plan, in the darkness their combat effectiveness is not much stronger than a child.

"The environment was too dark to exceed our expectations."

Squinting his eyes, the darkness in front of him still shrouded him, as if there was only one color in this heaven and earth. Liszt reached out and unfastened the backpack behind him, unzipped it and fumbled in it a few times, but with a stream of green data that only he could detect, a cylinder appeared in his hand: "But I'm also prepared." ”

The Tactical Flashlight can be exchanged for one in the attachment class for only 10 points, which is not a very expensive cost for Liszt. He handed the old Bunar two tactical flashlights to the back, and he also held one himself, and gently turned on the switch, and a slender and condensed pillar of light instantly appeared in the darkness, and the slowly circulating gray mist illuminated was obvious.

At the same time, two identical pillars of light also appeared behind him, sweeping towards the surrounding darkness, but they were blocked by the thick fog after more than thirty meters, and they could no longer be seen. But they can still use this small amount of light to confirm that they have arrived at the main thoroughfare of Plantagenet Block, the starting point of Plantagenet Street.

"Liszt, I'm curious why you've prepared so many things."

Old Bunard held a tactical flashlight in his hand, but the AKS-74U short assault rifle was tightly clamped in the other hand, his gaze swept along the condensed pillar of light across the street, but he seemed to inadvertently whisper to Liszt: "It can't be that you already know what will happen here, right?" ”

"I'm a senior member of the Hunting Association, and after I retire, I like to go hunting in the mountains with my friends, these are just standard configurations, it's not a big deal."

Walking forward slowly, Liszt did not have the slightest abnormality at all, and the tactical flashlight in his hand was parallel to the muzzle of the Winchester M1887 shotgun, and he still seemed extremely cautious. But for the skeptical words of the old Bunal behind him, he has his own set of excuses from the battlefield in Mexico, and he has already prepared a statement here: "If I knew the current situation, I would even bring out the RPG at home." ”

There was silence for a while, and the hand that old Bunard was holding on Liszt's shoulder slowly loosened, and when there was light, their formation gradually changed from tight to scattered. But the distance between them is still one person every half a meter, and three tactical flashlights at the same time are also extremely frequent for the back and side of the irradiation.

"Wait, it looks like a firing position made of sandbags in front of you."

The beam of the tactical flashlight swept across the street in front of him, but a row of black objects appeared in Liszt's eyes, his pace slowed down slightly, and the tactical flashlight in his hand carefully swept over the black objects, but his face became more and more solemn, and he turned his head sideways to the old Bunar behind him and said: "But there don't seem to be any soldiers stationed." ”

Under the illumination of the beam, more than ten meters in front, the row of black objects has been revealed, and the bags are stacked together, as if they are low walls. They all knew that this kind of object was a temporary fortification that was often built with sandbags in the army, which was quite practical and very popular with the troops as long as the raw materials could keep up with the construction speed.

But when Liszt's gaze swept over the temporary fortifications built by sandbags with the three tactical flashlights, his already solemn face became a little more ugly. If there were soldiers stationed there, with night vision devices, thermal imagers and other equipment, I am afraid they would have been discovered long ago. What's more, standing less than ten meters in front of this fortification and using a tactical flashlight to investigate, even ordinary people will find this extremely strong pillar of light.

"Here I personally ordered a standard infantry platoon to build a defensive line here, and I added four heavy machine guns, as well as a tank and two infantry fighting vehicles to cooperate."

Old Bunard took a few steps forward, his tactical flashlight scanning the entire fortification. The sandbag barracks were well placed, the rifle and machine gun positions were staggered, and the heavy machine gun firing platform had been reserved in advance. But there was only embarrassment on his face now, and he just gritted his teeth and whispered, "Very good, this line of defense has been abandoned?" ”

As he spoke, he walked briskly forward, and the three soldiers behind him and Liszt also hurriedly followed, their weapons aimed at the temporary fortifications in front of them, all of them cautious. But old Bunnard, as if furious, kicked hard on the sandbag fortifications, and roared, "Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Where did my troops go? Why are my troops gone?! ”

"General, please calm down! Now that doesn't solve anything! ”

The captain of the soldiers behind him quickly stepped forward and pulled the elder Bunard over the makeshift fortification made of sandbags with his hands, while the other two soldiers also shared a tactical flashlight, carefully scanning the surroundings for fear that the sound would alarm some terrifying creature. He tried to calm down old Bunnard, and persuaded in a low voice: "General, maybe the troops have already contracted the defensive line!" ”

"Wait, what's that?"

But Liszt found a small thing on the top of a sandbag through the beam of the tactical flashlight, and couldn't help frowning slightly, walked over quickly and picked it up directly, an empty AKS-74U short assault rifle standard 30-round magazine was placed there, looking at the new appearance and the degree of abruptness that appeared here, it was the magazine he handed to John before.

With a slight frown, Liszt turned down the light of the tactical flashlight a little smaller, carefully examining the magazine in a prominent position. If this was a mark left by John, then it must have carried a message, and sure enough, inside the magazine, a folded piece of paper was being tucked inside, quite conspicuous.

"A note stuffed in an empty magazine? What's going on? ”

Old Bunnard, who had calmed down, also walked over, but his face was still ugly, and his eagle-like eyes had a sharp gaze in them, sweeping the white note that Liszt had taken out of the magazine, and re-scanning the temporary fortifications composed of sandbags with a tactical flashlight, frowning: "Have you been here before?" ”

"I had friends and scattered soldiers come first, and it looks like there was no garrison here when they came."

Slowly opening the white note, it seemed to be a random tear off a notebook, with pink flowers on it. But a beautiful character is written on it as if it is a work of art, Liszt knows that this is the unique font of John, who is a senior fitness trainer, and he looked at the information on it, but his brows couldn't help but frown, and he said slowly: "They are going to continue to go deeper into Plantagenet Street, if not, then leave this block through the main road and retreat directly out of the city." ”

Old Bunar also saw the words left on this piece of paper, but did not immediately say what he thought, but instead pointed the tactical flashlight at the front, but seemed a little hesitant. He couldn't help but say to Liszt slowly: "I think this is a conspiracy, and the federal government may have been concealed." ”

"It seems unlikely that we will turn back."

Turning his head to look at the silent street behind him, Liszt shook his head, the city behind him may not appear anywhere in deathclaws, and the danger is extremely high. As for the road ahead, at least John and O'Neill have helped them find out, and if there is really any abnormal situation, they can avoid it as soon as possible.

Picking up his Winchester M1887 shotgun, Liszt made the first decision, he looked at the old Bunard and the other three soldiers and nodded: "I think we may be able to fight, if there are troops still stationed in the depths of the street in front, maybe it is also an opportunity." ”

"Chance?" Old Bunard slowly pondered for a moment, but still raised his head to look at Liszt and nodded, "That's it." As a general, a senior commander commanding a mechanized infantry brigade, he still had his own judgment, and he swept the darkness in front of his eyes, took a deep breath and nodded: "As soon as possible, let's go!" ”

Quickly climbing over the makeshift fortifications made of sandbags, Liszt and the others marched forward as quickly as they had formed before. But after walking a distance of not a few hundred meters, all of them stopped their steps, and with the beam of light shining from the tactical flashlight window, everyone fell into silence.