White Night stood on the edge of the wasteland, his eyes like torches, staring ahead. His figure became more and more determined in the afterglow of the setting sun, like an immortal stone statue, standing on this barren land. The soldiers followed, their steps tired, but their eyes glinted with indomitability.

As they progressed, a seemingly dead desert gradually unfolded in front of them. This desert is different, it is not only a wasteland of yellow sand, but also a forbidden land full of radiation dangers. The desert floor took on an eerie dark red, as if it had been burned by fire, and there was a suffocating aura in the air.

Above this wasteland, a dark red desert spreads out, it is like a blood-soaked earth, exuding an eerie and heavy atmosphere. Every inch of the desert is a deep dark red, as if it has been burned by flames, or soaked in the blood and tears of time.

The grains of sand are small and hard, and they shimmer a faint red glow in the sunlight, like countless tiny rubies scattered on the ground. These grains of sand seem to have a mysterious power that attracts people's attention and makes people want to explore the story behind them.

The terrain of the desert is undulating, and in some places the sand dunes rise into the sky, forming steep slopes; In other places, it is low-lying and flat, like a plain eroded by the wind. These sand dunes and plains are intertwined to create a spectacular picture of the desert.

In this dark red desert, the wind is a constant theme. From time to time, it gently brushed the sand, bringing up puffs of fine dust; Sometimes it swept in furiously, blowing the dunes like waves. These winds seem to have a soul of their own, and they weave and roar through the desert, adding a desolate and mysterious air to the land.

The sunlight casts dappled light and shadows on this desert, giving the surface of the desert a wonderful texture. In some places, light and shadow are intertwined, forming abstract patterns; In other places, there is a shadow, a deep silence and loneliness.

In this dark red desert, life seems to have been lost. Aside from the occasional sight of some weathered remains of animals and plants, there are hardly any signs of life. These remains lie quietly in the desert, like witnesses forgotten by time, silently telling of the prosperity and decline of the past.

The edge of the desert meets the sky, forming a blurred dividing line. The sky takes on a deep azure hue that contrasts sharply with the dark red of the desert. Under this sky, the desert seems to become wider and deeper, making people feel an endless vastness and loneliness.

The landscape of the desert is constantly changing over time. In the early morning, when the first rays of sunlight shine on the land, the desert takes on a soft and mysterious beauty. The grains of sand shimmer golden in the sunlight, as if given life. And in the evening, when the afterglow of the setting sun fills the land, the desert becomes picturesque again. The towering sand dunes are dyed a golden hue that contrasts with the sunset in the sky, creating a beautiful picture.

In this dark red desert, time seems to have lost its meaning. It is like an eternal stage, witnessing the passage of time and the changes of history.

"It's really scary, everyone must be careful in the next step forward, don't act without permission."

Bai Ye stopped, his brows furrowed. He could feel the terrifying power contained in this desert, the imprint of nuclear radiation that could not be erased. He looked back at the soldiers, and saw that they all had frightened expressions on their faces. However, White Night knows that they can't back down, and their mission is to move forward, to explore the secrets of this wasteland.

"This is our destination, not exactly, you know." The voice of the white night was low and firm, as if it could penetrate the silence of this desert. "We're going to face unprecedented challenges, but we have to persevere."

"Go ahead, watch out for the radiation, it's nothing to me, but it's almost completely deadly to you, but now or not entirely."

"Okay, boss."

The soldiers nodded silently, but in the end they couldn't help but make a sound, and their eyes revealed firmness and courage. They knew that their leader, White Night, had never let them down, and this time was no exception.

White Night turned and walked forward, his steps firm and powerful. The soldiers followed, their footsteps echoing through the desert, as if announcing their arrival to the wasteland.

As they go deeper, the intensity of radiation in the desert grows stronger. The soldiers' skin began to tingle, and their breathing became rapid. However, they don't have any thoughts of backing down, and they know that they can only overcome their fears by facing them.

Just then, a huge crater appeared in their sight. The crater took up almost the entire field of view, and its edges were jagged, as if it had been split by a giant knife. The bottom of the crater was bottomless, and waves of heat rose from it, with a strong smell of radiation.

In the depths of the wasteland, a huge crater lies silently, as if the earth has been ruthlessly torn apart, revealing its cruelty and indifference. The rim of the crater was jagged, as if it had been split by a large blade, revealing the depth and darkness within.

The crater is several hundred meters wide in diameter, and at a glance, it occupies almost the entire field of view. Its edges rise high like a giant crater, contrasting with the flat wasteland that surrounds it. In the afterglow of the setting sun, these edges appear particularly desolate, like relics forgotten by time, standing alone in this dead place.

The bottom of the crater is bottomless, as if it were a bottomless black hole, devouring all light and sound. Occasionally, a heat wave rises from the bottom, with a strong radiation breath that makes people feel an inexplicable fear. These heat waves twist and change in the air, like ghosts, and people dare not look at them directly.

Around the crater, the sand took on an eerie dark red color, as if it had been burned by fire. This color contrasts with the surrounding yellow sand, making the presence of craters even more conspicuous. On this dark red sand, you can also see some traces of radiation erosion, they are like the scars of the earth, silently telling the disaster of the past.

Around the crater, there was no sign of life. The plants that were supposed to grow have long since disappeared, and there is not even a trace of greenery in sight. The animals that once lived on this land have long since been wiped out by the power of nuclear explosions. Here, there is only dead silence and desolation, as if it is a forgotten corner of the world.

The clouds in the sky also seemed to feel the terror of the land, and they avoided the area, so that the sky above the crater was always clear. The sun shone obliquely, casting a long shadow over the rim of the crater. These shadows change as the sun moves, as if telling the vicissitudes and changes of the land.

Around the crater, you can also see some sand dunes formed by the accumulation of sand kicked up by the shock wave. These dunes vary in size and shape, from towering to low, gentle. They lie there quietly, like guardians of the earth, silently guarding the destroyed land.

At the bottom of the crater, occasionally some gas escapes from the depths, forming white smoke in the air, hovering in the crater like a ghost. The smoke gathers and disperses, as if telling the secrets of the depths of the land.

In this wasteland, this massive crater is like an eternal scar, a reminder of the disasters and sufferings of the past. Its existence is a warning to life and a call for peace. In this desolate and cruel world, this crater is like a mirror, reflecting the complexity and fragility of human nature.

The edges of the crater gradually become smoothed by the wind, and those sharp edges and corners have been smoothed out by the years, leaving only a vicissitudes of beauty. However, this beauty carries with it a deep sadness and helplessness. It is a masterpiece of nature and a witness to human tragedy.

In this wasteland, this huge crater is like a lonely watchman, silently watching over this destroyed land. Its existence is a memory of the past and an expectation of the future. In this dead land, it uses its existence to tell an eternal story of life, death and hope.

As night falls, the crater becomes more mysterious and deeper. Moonlight sprinkled on the rim of the crater, giving it a silvery coat. Under the cover of night, the crater seemed to turn into a huge black hole, swallowing up all the light and sound. The gases escaping from the bottom looked even more eerie in the moonlight, forming white trails in the night sky, dancing like ghosts in the night sky.

In this silent wasteland, this massive crater is like an eternal mystery, waiting to be unveiled. Its existence is a reverence for life and an expectation for the future. In this world full of unknowns, this crater is like a bright beacon that guides people to explore those forgotten secrets.

The soldiers stopped, shocked expressions on their faces. They could not have imagined that this nuclear bomb could be so powerful and able to tear this desert into such a huge wound.

"It's beautiful."

"Oh my God!"

"It's unbelievable, I've never seen anything like this in my life, and I know it was like this before today."

"Here...... Is it the place where a nuclear bomb fell? A soldier asked in a trembling voice, his legs trembling a little, not daring not because he was afraid, but because of the wind.

"Not bad! You're quite right. ”

Bai Ye nodded, his gaze deep and determined. "Yes, here are the traces left by the nuclear bomb. However, we cannot be deterred by this. Our mission is to explore this wasteland in search of those forgotten secrets. ”

“.”

The soldiers silently watched the huge crater, their hearts filled with awe and curiosity. They know that there are too many unknowns and dangers hidden in this wasteland, but they also believe that with their efforts, they will be able to uncover these secrets.

White Night motioned for the soldiers to move on, carefully skirting the rim of the crater and continuing deep into the radiation-filled desert. Every step was full of challenges and unknowns, but their beliefs grew stronger.

In this wasteland, White Night and the soldiers left a series of firm footprints, their figures gradually fading away in the afterglow of the setting sun, but their faith and courage remained forever on this barren land.

As they went deeper, the desert became more and more eerie. From time to time, you can see the remains of some animals and plants that have been eroded by radiation on the dark red sand, and their forms are distorted, as if telling the tragic history of this land. The soldiers took out their cameras to record these shocking images, and their hearts were filled with awe and curiosity about this wasteland.

Bai Ye silently observed his surroundings, his eyes keen and deep. He knew that there were too many secrets and dangers hidden in this wasteland, and that they would have to be vigilant at all times to ensure that they could make sure they were safe.

As night falls, the temperature in the desert plummets. The soldiers lit a bonfire and sat around to keep warm. Exhaustion and sleepiness were written on their faces, but there was a determined glint in their eyes. They know that only by persevering can they accomplish their mission.

Bai Ye sat by the campfire, his gaze looking into the distance. In the silence of the desert, his thoughts drifted into the distance. He remembered his past, those people in this world, his former comrades-in-arms and relatives. Their sacrifice and dedication made him even more determined to move forward.

"Boss, do you think we'll really be able to find those forgotten secrets?" A soldier asked suddenly.

"What did you say?"

Bai Ye turned his head and looked at the soldier, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes. "Yes, I'm sure we'll be able to find it. There are too many unknowns and secrets hidden in this wasteland, and they are waiting to be discovered. Our mission is to unveil these secrets and bring them to the light of day. ”

The soldiers nodded their heads, their eyes glinting with anticipation and curiosity. They knew that their leader, White Night, had never let them down, and this time was no exception.

As the night wore on, the desert wind began to howl. The soldiers lay on the sand, their breathing gradually becoming steady and deep. White Night sits by the campfire, watching over the silent desert. He knew that their journey was still long, but they would keep going until all the secrets of the wasteland were revealed.

In this radiant desert, the story of White Night and the soldiers continues. Their faith and courage will forever be engraved on this barren land and become this land

(End of chapter)