Winter has arrived.

Almost in the middle of the night, the entire wasteland was filled with a silvery white.

When I woke up the next day, the whole camp was covered with thirty or forty centimeters of snow. The few remaining tall buildings were covered in snow, and the corners of the eaves and windows hung with seeping icicles, which fell to the ground as a cold wind blew through them.

It was morning, but the world was still covered with stars, and the snow was still falling.

The soldiers on guard were carefully guarding the distance, occasionally shaking the snow falling from their bodies as they walked.

The hard-won clothes on their bodies were the white winter suits that their respected leaders had specially prepared for the sentry, which made the soldiers with guns look like snowmen in this dripping weather.

At the same time, in the dim room, the faint candlelight was lit, and in the small stove, there was a faint sound of charcoal fire being burned.

In the past, the United Nations did not have very backward and energy-intensive heating facilities, let alone traditional stoves that could only be found in the countryside.

Therefore, when cities and technology are almost destroyed, human beings need not only the courage to resist the darkness, but also the low temperature that can freeze people to death.

Even though Shen Sen was the ruler of a camp, he had been treated no differently than an ordinary scavenger in the cold winter.

In the cold, he can still carry the cold in a mechanical exoskeleton, but the only thing the scavengers in the camp can do is to huddle each other like penguins in the house where the fire is lit.

However, firewood is more difficult to obtain, and can only venture into the wild beast-infested green forest, and the scavengers pick up more, considering the need to light the camp to make a fire for cooking and provide heating for more than a thousand people, the daily distribution can only be said to be a consolation, and the fire will be reduced to ashes after about three or four hours after it is lit.

Therefore, when there was a gate of time and space, while constantly transporting survival materials, in order to face the cold winter that would come soon, Shen Sen thought about it and felt that he still had to rely on what his ancestors left behind.

In Johannes, after searching for a long time, he finally found a manufacturer of Western-style stoves and fireplaces, the fireplaces were too expensive, Shen Sen couldn't afford too much, and the stoves were slightly cheaper.

More than a thousand people, twenty or thirty people used one to survive, which was almost just right.

Shen Sen turned around and walked to the stove and sat down in a chair, like Zhang Ting and Luke sitting on the side, letting the heat that penetrated the steel pass into his palm.

Goose-feather snowflakes rolled in the north wind, sweeping through every corner of the land. From time to time, the snow slag pounced on the window, knocking the newly replaced glass into a crisp sound like a mournful sound.

Even if you just listen quietly, you can feel the coldness that penetrates deep into your heart.

"The snow is getting heavier every year." After a while, looking out the window, Luke scratched his head, and finally spit out this sentence in a daze.

Shen Sen glanced out the window curiously, but did not express an opinion, he had only experienced two cold winters when he came to the wasteland, and he did not know the specific situation.

"It's big, it's big, even if it snows heavily this year, with the leader here, it won't affect us anything."

Regarding the heavy snow, Zhang Ting's expression was very normal.

"I just don't know how many people from the other scavenger camps will die in this first snow, there are a bit more beasts in the wilderness this year, and according to the food reserves we found, the other camps are estimated to be much less than us, and it is estimated that the wilderness will usher in another big attrition after this cold winter."

"Attrition ......" Shen Sen echoed the word in his heart, and looked out the window again.

Outside the courtyard wall, you can see a high-rise building made of mixed materials that has been broken in half, thanks to advanced material technology and unknown methods of attack, even if the building is broken in half, it is still strong and does not affect the occupants in the slightest.

There were five hundred soldiers living there, equivalent to their barracks, and there were stoves and kerosene lamps used by Shen Sen and Luke, although the resources of the camp needed to be "imported" in large quantities, but Shen Sen was not stingy when it should be used.

In a way, life here is much happier than other camps.

On the snow, the people who got up on time in the morning were in full swing after drinking the hot soup, and repeatedly pushed the snow on the ground to the outside of the camp. Every now and then, sentries standing on the fence walked around, alerting the danger outside the camp.

Zhang Ting's words in the house have not stopped.

"If the snow is so heavy, it is estimated that the population will be reduced by half in the near future." This was a good thing in the past, and the reduction in the number of other waste pickers helped them reduce the threat.

"Now, with the reduction of the energy source of weapons and bullets, and the weather is getting worse every year, the number of people in the wasteland is significantly smaller than before."

"Hmm." Shen Sen nodded in agreement.

If the population of the wasteland continues like this, in a few decades, there may be only one camp left.

This was originally a perfect habitable star that was not very suitable for human existence, and there was a powerful technology in the past, although Old Man Li and their development were a little troublesome, it would not hinder much.

Powerful technology transforms the climate, and powerful weapons will shy away even from fierce and tall beasts.

All the problems encountered by the scavengers are not worth mentioning in their eyes.

"If that's the case, we'll have to move forward with the next phase of our plans as soon as possible." Looking at the heavy snow outside the window, Shen Sen's eyes flashed with determination.

"The preliminary selection test compresses the time, and tomorrow, the day after tomorrow at the latest, we will directly prepare for the next stage of the selection test, looking for the survivor camps in the wasteland around us, and conducting actual combat training." Shen Sen's tone was a little solemn.

"In this way, on the one hand, we can test the full combat ability of soldiers in a real environment, and on the other hand, we can easily annex them when their camp is weak, so as to save more people."

"Now that we have enough resources, the population is a very important strategic material for us, and we can't afford to watch them decrease."

The people who are struggling to survive in the wasteland are obedient and tough beyond imagination, as long as they are given enough food, under the slight influence of the telecast, these people will become Shen Sen's most loyal, and willing to work hard camp people.

There is another reason why Shen Sen did not say it explicitly, to some extent, this may be due to his personal insignificant compassion.

These wandering remnants of the common community in the wasteland are not much different from other racial characteristics, although he was unable to help because of resource problems before, but now that he has the ability, he still wants to save these "compatriots" from another world as soon as possible.

His mercy on the enemy, mercy on those who surrendered, thunder and rain.