White Night led the soldiers around the huge crater and continued to move forward in this desert. The edge of the crater faded behind them, replaced by a more desolate landscape. The sand still took on a dark red color, as if the land would never be able to shake off the traces of that disaster.

Their steps were heavy, but everyone kept a firm look in their eyes. In this dead desert, the hearts of the soldiers are filled with awe of the unknown and dedication to the mission. They know that only by moving forward can they find answers and uncover the secrets of this wasteland.

Bai Ye walked at the front of the group, his gaze sharp and deep. He kept an eye on his surroundings to ensure the safety of his team. Although his steps are steady, every step reveals firmness and determination.

Suddenly, a soldier shouted in surprise: "Look! There's a small town ahead! ”

Everyone looked up and saw an abandoned town in front of them. The silhouette of the town looms in the distance, as if it were an isolated island in the middle of the desert.

The appearance and appearance of the ruined town is particularly desolate and mysterious in the twilight. From afar, this town seems to have been forgotten by time somewhere, quietly telling the prosperity and decline of the past.

The silhouette of the town looms in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the buildings lining the streets have long since lost their former glory. The walls are covered with traces of time, and the mottled paint and peeling masonry bear witness to the vicissitudes of life here. The doors and windows of some shops are shattered, and the shards of glass glisten in the sunlight, as if to tell the story of a past disaster.

The sight on the street is even more striking. The once flat pavement is now covered with cracks and potholes, overgrown with weeds and moss. Abandoned cars are scattered haphazardly on the side of the road, rusty bodies, and tires have long since been shriveled. These cars seem to have become witnesses of time, silently watching over this ruin.

At the heart of the town is a long-abandoned square with crumbling tiles and former sculptures and fountains long gone. The buildings around the square are even more dilapidated, some with collapsed roofs and some sloping walls, as if they were about to fall down at any moment.

In this ruin, there are also some areas that were once residential. Houses have collapsed, doors and windows are shattered, and graffiti and slogans on the walls are faintly recognizable. These houses, once home to people, are now in ruins, and people can't help but lament the ruthlessness of the years.

At the edge of the ruined town is a barren meadow, overgrown with weeds, which contrasts sharply with the desolation of the town. In this meadow, some wild animals can occasionally be seen foraging for food, and their presence adds a touch of life to the ruins.

As night falls, the ruined town becomes even more mysterious and eerie. Moonlight shone on the ruined buildings, giving them a silver coat. The shadows on the streets swayed in the night breeze, as if telling an untold story. In this ruin, it seems that every brick and stone, every piece of rubble carries a memory of the past, waiting for someone destined to explore.

As the night deepened, the ruined town seemed to become more silent and solemn. Those once-bustling streets are now deserted, except for the wind gently blowing through the broken flags and weeds. In this ruin, time seems to freeze, making people feel an endless desolation and loneliness.

Walking through this ruin, it is like being able to travel back in time and time to that prosperous era. However, the reality is cruel, the town has been reduced to rubble, and only the crumbling buildings and rusty cars still silently tell the story of the past.

The ruined town has a dilapidated look and appearance, but it exudes a unique charm. This charm comes from its history and vicissitudes, but also from the memories of the past it carries. In this ruin, one can feel a different atmosphere and atmosphere, as if you can touch the souls of those who once lived here.

Overall, the town of ruins is a place full of mystery and charm. Its appearance and appearance, although dilapidated, exudes a unique charm. Walking through this ruin, it is as if you can travel back in time and feel those past years and memories. This ruin is undoubtedly a great place for those who love to explore and look for traces of history.

White Night stopped and took a closer look at the town. He could see that the streets of the town were littered with rusty cars and ruined shops, a dilapidated scene. However, he also saw a hidden vitality, which was the tenacious growth of weeds in the ruins, the whistling sound left by the wind as it blew through the ruins.

"Let's go over." Bai Ye said, his voice revealing a kind of firmness and anticipation.

The soldiers nodded their heads, their eyes shining with curiosity and excitement. They followed the white night and cautiously walked into the abandoned town.

The streets of the town have an air of desolation and heaviness. Rusty cars lie quietly on the side of the road, their bodies eroded beyond recognition by time. The doors and windows of the shop were closed, the glass was shattered, and the interior was in shambles. The walls are covered with moss and vines, as if telling the vicissitudes of the town's history.

The soldiers surveyed their surroundings curiously, their footsteps echoing through the streets. They touched the rusty cars and ruined shops with their hands, feeling the shock and impact of the ruins.

"There used to be people living here, right?" One soldier sighed.

"Yes, it used to be a thriving town." White Night said, his gaze sweeping the streets, as if searching for traces of the past.

Suddenly, a soldier walked up to a car and stared at it, as if to find something in the pile of rusty metal. His steps were steady, and the sound of the soles of his shoes rubbing against the ground echoed through the empty ruins, adding to the tension.

The soldier took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling, as if he was building up strength for the next move. His eyes sharpened, his fingers clenched into fists, his muscles tensed, and every cell was filled with a sense of power. Although his movements have not yet begun, the momentum that is ready to go is already making people feel his determination.

Suddenly, the soldier's right foot jerked up, and the knee was bent at a perfect angle, like a bow and arrow ready to fire. The soles of his feet were tense and his toes were pressed against the ground, as if to concentrate all his strength on this point. At this moment, his movements seem to be frozen in time, and every detail is clearly visible.

Immediately afterwards, the soldier's right foot fell like an arrow from a string, and the moment the sole of the shoe touched the shell of the car, there was a dull crashing sound. The kick was precise and powerful, as if to vent all the anger and frustration on the car. The body shook, and the iron sheet made a harsh grinding sound, as if to tell of the pain it had endured.

Rusty abandoned vehicles are scattered in this ruin, like the marks of time, quietly telling the story of the past. Once the pride of the road, they are now rusty scrap metal, forgotten by time in this barren land.

The exterior of these vehicles was dilapidated, and the bodies were covered in a thick layer of rust, as if they were wearing a mottled layer of iron armor. The rust takes on a dark red color, echoing the dark red desert that surrounds it, as if the land has been with these vehicles for a long time. The sun shines through the clouds on the car, and the rust shimmers faintly in the sunlight, exuding an atmosphere of vicissitudes and mystery.

The vehicles come in a variety of shapes, some have lost their tires, while others have only broken frames. Their windows were shattered, and in some cases, even the doors were gone. The seats and dashboard have long since been eroded beyond recognition by the years, and only a few scattered parts and debris are scattered in the cabin. Once carrying people's laughter and tears, these vehicles are now lonely watchmen in the ruins.

Among these vehicles, there is a sedan that stands out in particular. Although its body is covered with rust, it can vaguely show the magnificence and dignity of the past. The body lines are sleek, as if you can still feel the speed and passion of its past. Today, however, the car lies quietly in the rubble, with shriveled tires and shattered windows, long gone.

The other off-road vehicle is more rugged and tough. Its body is tall and sturdy, as if to show the world its off-road ability. However, the car is now a pile of scrap metal, with its body pitted with rust and tires long gone. It lies quietly in the ruins, as if silently telling the adventures and journeys of the past.

The appearance and appearance of these abandoned vehicles, although dilapidated, exudes a unique charm. They are witnesses of history and the imprint of time. In this ruin, they reflect each other with their surroundings, forming a picture full of vicissitudes and mysteries.

As time passed, the rust on these vehicles became more and more severe. Some vehicles even have cracks and dents due to the erosion of rust, as if they have been deeply imprinted by the years. These cracks and dents make the appearance of the vehicle even more dilapidated and desolate, and people can't help but sigh at the ruthlessness of time and the vicissitudes of time.

Around these vehicles, weeds and vines grew tenaciously. Their roots penetrate the iron sheet of the vehicle and connect the body to the earth. These weeds and vines seem to breathe new life into these abandoned vehicles, giving them a different kind of life in the ruins.

Whenever the wind blows through the ruins, the vehicles make a muffled noise. It was the sound of the iron sheets crashing against each other, and it was the echo of the years left on them. These voices echoed through the empty ruins, as if telling stories of the past.

Walking through this ruin, these rusty abandoned vehicles are undoubtedly the most striking presence. They attract people's attention with their unique appearance and appearance, and people can't help but stop to look at them and fall into contemplation. Although these vehicles have lost their former brilliance and function, they exist in this land in another way, becoming witnesses of history and time.

Although they are dilapidated, they exude a unique charm. In this ruin, they quietly tell the story of the past, allowing people to feel the vicissitudes of time and the passage of time. For those who love to explore and look for traces of history, these abandoned vehicles are undoubtedly an extremely attractive presence.

"These cars are scrapped." The soldier said, a look of displeasure on his face.

"Yes, they have become part of this ruin." Bai Ye said, his tone calm and deep.

The soldiers followed suit, walking up to the other cars and kicking their bodies hard. Each kick is accompanied by the sound of metal colliding, as if to awaken the sleeping memories of this ruin.

Bai Ye watched the movements of the soldiers, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. He knew that the soldiers were expressing their awe and curiosity about the ruins in their own way. They kick the car, not just to vent their emotions, but to establish a special connection with the ruins.

"Alright, let's move on." Bai Ye said, with a hint of anticipation in his voice.

The soldiers stopped kicking, they gathered their equipment, and continued to follow the white night. They knew that the ruins were just a stop on their way, and that their destination was still ahead.

As they progressed, the town's scene became more and more dilapidated. Almost all the shops on both sides of the street were spared, and they were all damaged to varying degrees. Some shops still have vague slogans and graffiti on the walls, as if telling stories of the past.

White Night led the soldiers through street after street, their footsteps leaving a deep mark on the ruins. They passed an abandoned school where the basketball hoops on the playground had collapsed and the windows of the classrooms were shattered. Bai Ye stopped, he looked at the school, as if he saw the figures of the children who used to study and play here.

"It used to be full of laughter." Bai Ye said softly, a trace of sadness flashing in his eyes.

The soldiers nodded silently, and an inexplicable emotion welled up in their hearts. They know that there was life, laughter and tears on the ruins, but now these are a thing of the past.

They continued on their way, passing through a ruined residential area. Houses have collapsed, mottled walls, and what was once home is now in ruins. Soldiers walked through the ruins, their hearts filled with imagination of the past and anticipation of the future.

White Night walked out of the town with the soldiers, and when they looked back, they saw that the ruins looked even more desolate and mysterious in the afterglow of the setting sun. They know that this ruin has become a permanent memory in their hearts, and their journey will continue.

As night fell, the soldiers lit bonfires and sat around to keep warm. They shared food and water and talked about what they had seen and heard during the day. Sitting by the campfire, he listened silently to the conversation of the soldiers, his heart full of anticipation for the future and awe for this wasteland.

(End of chapter)