Leaving the hive, the fresh air is blowing in the face, and the wind carries a fresh coldness, which is refreshing.

The inside of the hive, the dark, damp, rancid place, is really not for normal people.

"Rustling ......"

The bearded Sergei stepped the snow and ice on the ground outside, rubbing it a few more times, trying to wipe off the hive material from the soles of his feet, he didn't want to return to the station with the smell of the hive.

"Whew, it's finally out!"

Little Peter also grabbed a handful of fairly clean white snow, rubbed his thin cheeks, and then tilted his face back, took a few deep breaths of fresh air, and smiled contentedly on the corner of his mouth.

Behind him, he carried a sharp fangs like a scimitar, which gave him a different temperament.

"I, Peter Kzlov, am also the man who broke through the hive!" Little Peter shook his fist vigorously, "Even Alexander didn't have this kind of experience, little Maria will definitely fall in love with me!" ”

"Haha, little Peter, have you gained a lot this time?" The team's liaison asked with a smile.

"See what's on my back?"

Little Peter said proudly: "This is the fangs of the lord creature, and it is the most powerful one, there is only one in the entire hive, and there will be no second one in the future!" ”

"Did you kill the Hive Lord?" Another team member asked.

"No, it's just that they have relented, warning them not to attack humans again in the future......"

Sergei laughed, his voice was rough, and on the way back, he told many members of the team about what happened in the hive.

"When we entered the hive, we saw countless bugs...... At the time, the mask friend just said a word......"

The things in the hive, from the perspective of ordinary people, are too incredible, if it spreads, it will definitely cause an uproar, and even make many people doubt Su Xia's true identity - will he have been parasitized by the Zerg?

If he hadn't been parasitized by high-level parasites, how could he have made the bugs back down with a single word?

But Sergei knew that Susha wouldn't mind these suspicions, so he spoke up.

If Su Xia minded, he would not have allowed them to shoot a video if he was in the hive before, because the video was to be handed over to Bear City, and it might become Bear City's educational materials in the future.

Sergei is rugged, but his mind is quite thorough.

He's not the kind of person who has the courage and no strategy, otherwise he wouldn't be the captain.

Su Xia really didn't mind, there were already too many speculations surrounding his identity, such as ghosts, undead, death messengers, mechanical biological test subjects, iron fist golden wolf clones, etc., and it didn't matter if there was one more parasite.

After Sergei finished speaking, the eyes of the other twenty-six team members widened, and they looked at Susha with a shocked expression.

"One sentence to make the swarm retreat?"

"Oh my God, is that what it means to be powerful?"

"I can already think of a picture like that, the Mask Friend is amazing......"

On the way, little Peter also took out the video materials he filmed to prove that Sergei did not tell a lie.

Open the video, you can see that Su Xia is walking in front of him alone, strolling leisurely, not in a hurry or slowly, and everywhere he passes, he is like a god who walks in the turbid world.

The people who saw the video were even more shocked, all of them stretched their necks, their eyes bulging, and they didn't want to miss any video footage.

The entire way back was filled with all kinds of exclamations and praises.

"Oh, it's incredible!"

"Worthy of a mask friend!"

Everyone scrambled to watch the video, so engrossed in watching it that they forgot that they were still high in the air, and someone almost fell off the metal plate.

Su Xia was silent, these people's words were very subtle, and they were praising him from various angles along the way.

He rarely heard so many straightforward compliments, and he didn't know how to answer, so he could only smile at each other: "It's nothing, it's simple, don't be surprised......"

It wasn't long before the group returned to the abandoned town.

The bugs in the city have retreated.

Before leaving, the insects did not forget to take away the dense corpses, or food, on the streets of the city center, leaving only one stain after another of bloodstains.

The remaining bloodstains, as well as the dense craters and claw marks in the streets and buildings, are like a silent documentary, telling of the tragic battles that took place here before.

"I'm finally back, and today's mission is complete!"

"I'm glad I have a masked friend!"

"Rest for a while, then go back to the station, and be sure to entertain the mask friends!"

When everyone returned to the building, they were relieved and rested on the spot, either lying down or leaning against the wall, slowly recovering their strength.

Sergei leaned against the window, took out a small iron flask, laughed, took two sips, and said: "Mask friend, thank you so much today!" ”

"You're welcome, I'm waiting for your sumptuous dinner." Su Xia smiled.

"Haha, don't worry, it will be very rich!"

In the distance, the sun had set in the west, and the warm sunlight filtered through the dense branches of the trees, leaving a patch of crimson in the blood-stained jungle.

The sun after the war was exceptionally warm.

After resting, Sergei told Susha about the purpose of their operation today.

They did come in search of weapons and supplies, and did not live in the city, which was too large to operate stealthily and could be easily spotted by the patrols of the mechmen.

"On this snow-covered plain, there are hundreds of these small cities, all built decades ago, each of which is of similar size, and there are basically air-raid shelters extending in all directions underneath the city, and a large number of military supplies are stored......"

Sergei's big hand patted the ammunition box beside him, and a smile was on his rough cheeks.

Just the supplies stored in such a city would be enough to support a small-scale war.

The materials stored underground in hundreds of cities are enough to allow them to wage a subversive and vast war.

"Although these weapons are decades old, they are still usable and well preserved." Sergey elaborated.

The earliest ammunition boxes can be numbered and dated seventy years ago, and even the most recent ones are twenty or thirty years old.

The bullets produced decades ago and the bullets produced now can kill people, and they can make a bloody hole in the body, there is no difference.

They don't dislike old weapons, as long as they are useful.

As a native, Sergei confirmed the rumors for Susha.

"It is said that there are no people in these cities in the first place?" Susha asked.

"Yes, such small cities were built for the world war, in order to transfer the inhabitants of the big cities in time of war, to disperse them throughout the great northern plains, and to preserve their vitality...... No one usually lives here......"

This kind of small city exists only for war.

At the beginning, there was indeed a huge northern empire here, which dominated the northern part of the entire continent, and the area was unimaginably vast.

The military supplies stored underground in the city were all stored by the huge empire back then, originally to prevent the Terran civil war, but later they collided with the Mechanics.

"The underground reserves in these cities, before they could be used, the entire empire fell." Andrew sighed, he was a first-hand witness to the battle of destruction.

"Thankfully, the technologists don't know the specifics of these cities, which leaves us with a chance."

The weapons and ammunition in the box were all made according to the highest specifications of the year.

The body of the gun is even mixed with rare metals, which is strong and durable, and the quality is quite high, far better than the weapons that were rubbed out of ordinary metal in the small artisanal workshops of the Oasis camp.

If you really want to talk about it, in the entire oasis camp, only the weapons used by Su Xia's North Wind Organization may be of high quality, those weapons have been carefully selected by Su Xia, and many of them are high-standard weapons produced by Anluo Company, not small workshop products.

"That's where Bear City comes in, we don't lack weapons and ammunition." Sergei said that if you don't have weapons, you can find a random city and dig into the ground, and you can dig up piles of weapons and ammunition boxes.

Even the current Lord of Bear City doesn't know...... How many weapons and ammunition did that huge empire bury in the ground of the Northern Plains?

"Friend Mask, what you see now, the ammunition boxes we have piled up in this building are only a very small part of the ammunition boxes that have been carried out of the underground bomb shelter of our building, maybe not even one percent." Sergey said with a smile.

"Understood."

Su Xia used his ability to sense a large amount of metal under the city.

The entire city is empty underground, dotted with air-raid shelters that extend in all directions, and the scale of the underground is even larger than that above ground, which is amazing.

Sergei raised his head and took a sip of the wine in the iron kettle, touched his mouth, and continued: "Today's mission was supposed to go well, I found the city, and I also found a large number of weapons stored underground, but I didn't expect to encounter bugs...... If I knew I would run into bugs, I shouldn't have brought little Peter out. ”

"Is Little Peter's identity special?" Su Xia asked casually.

"His father is the current Lord of Bear City." Sergey did not hide it, told the truth.

"He has such an identity, why is he in your squad?"

A squad like Sergey, who operates on the snowy wasteland all year round and carries out various missions, will sooner or later encounter danger.

Even if you don't encounter it today, you will in the future.

I just happened to be saved by Su Xia today, and I may not have such good luck next time.

As the son of the city lord and his noble status, little Peter should have studied hard in the city and completed his studies, and he should not have taken risks at this young age.

"He applied for it himself, and the city lord also agreed, let us give him the treatment of an ordinary warrior."

Sergei suddenly sighed and said: "In a special era, everyone will die, and in the face of death, everything is equal." ”

"I see."

Su Xia could see that the rest of the team took good care of Little Peter, often gave him guidance and teaching, and thought of Little Peter first if they had merit.

He probably didn't want to use his position as the son of the city lord to enjoy privileges, but wanted to go back with an honor.

"Why is Little Peter so thin?" Su Xia asked another question, as the son of the city lord, even if he has no privileges, there should be no problem with having a full meal, right?

According to the system, little Peter is seventeen years old, but he only looks thirteen or fourteen.

"Alas, most of the young people of their generation are like this." Sergey explained why.

The war has affected an entire generation, and the generation that grew up in the midst of the war was miserable, and many of them have childhood memories of rumbling artillery and displacement.

Food is scarce, supplies are scarce, and many children are malnourished.

Such a problem, even after the establishment of Bear City, has not been well solved.

In order to get enough food, Bear City has had several twists and turns, and has even been deceived by the rest of the human settlements.

"Damn the Lion City, when we exchanged grain for ordnance and supplies, we sent them all the best supplies, but the food they brought over was all moldy and rotten!" Sergei is still indignant when he talks about what happened back then.

"How can such a thing happen?"

"Well, we didn't expect that either." Sergei was helpless, "At that time, we almost fought with the Lion City, but the heads of several other gathering places were persuading us to put the human race first and not to fight any more civil wars, so this kind of thing was suppressed." ”

They have suffered a lot of losses, and they have basically stepped on all the pits they can tread, which led to the miserable first few years of Bear City.

As long as the other party occupies the righteousness, uses the unity of the human race as the reason, and occupies the moral high ground, there is nothing they can do.

"Don't talk about that, let's go back to the station." Andrew changed the subject, a smile reappeared on his face, and said: "I still owe a mask friend a sumptuous dinner, I can't delay it!" ”

Everyone was almost rested, and it was time to return to the station.

In the distance, the sun on the horizon tilted a few degrees to the west, and it was not far from evening.

The group gathered their gear and belongings, and left the small abandoned city and entered the dense birch forest.

The snowflakes in the air were still drifting, scattered and crystal clear in the warm yellow sunlight.

In order to save time, Su Xia flew with everyone again, at a moderate speed, shuttling between the straight birch trees.

This time, there is no threat of bugs, and everyone can enjoy the scenery along the way.

"After living here for so many years, this is the first time I have seriously looked at this land from such a perspective." Sergei sighed.

"That's what it's like to fly......"

Little Peter stretched out his hands and spread his arms, his immature cheeks full of smiles, the snow flying through his fingers, his pale blonde hair fluttering freely in the wind.

The liaison officer in the team took out an old harmonica, smiled, and played softly in the wind, with a melodious voice.

It was getting dark, time was ticking, the sun was setting, and the evening breeze was softening.

Sergei's station, in a river valley on the banks of flowing water, was the nineteenth point of contact for the outside of Bear City, and more than a dozen teams were temporarily stationed here.

In the evening, smoke rises from the riverside, and the smell of fireworks wafts across the vast snowfield.

At the same time, the specific course of Sergey's mission today also drifted like the wind to the more distant Bear City.

(End of chapter)