The battle is over.

Traces of battle were everywhere outside the city of Fury Reef, and countless fragments of the collapsed watchtower were scattered on the ground, and the blown up fortifications were now only thick with floating dust. There are several shocking craters left on the ground, which are the masterpieces of shoulder-fired missiles. As for the scorched black marks of the vitrification, they are the marks of the rampant plasma grenades.

The soldiers of the Ron Company were preparing for the battlefield, and after this battle, the number of soldiers of the company was drastically reduced from 200 to about 30 now. Tunguska and Rosser, however, were unimpressed, not to mention that they were indifferent, even though the people of the wilderness were never enthusiastic. But the fall of more than 100 lives will also bother them.

In addition, Ron also needs to provide a grant to those who have families to help them survive the winter after losing their breadwinners. But that's all there is to it, and Ron cannot and is not obliged to do more.

However, like the darkness before dawn, the cold winter will always pass. What Ron lost in this battle could be compensated for by the weapons, locomotives, and even prisoners left behind by the DK Corps. In just half a year, or even less, the company will be able to return to its pre-war size. Tunguska and Rosser never doubted this, as long as they lived, there would be hope!

But now, there is one more problem that needs to be solved.

Tunguska and Rosser watched with a headache as the black man sat next to the discus-tapered tank, and after the ironclad rhinoceros had almost trampled the entire convoy of the DK Legion to pieces, the behemoth shrank and changed in size, and finally settled into this resolute-looking black warrior. The black man wore a tight-fitting tactical suit, revealing his perfect muscles.

The tactical suit was covered with white sè armor stencils on the chest, shoulders and knees, apparently to add additional protection to these parts. On the stencil on the chest, a warhammer entangled in an electric snake is engraved. The two Tunguska had their heads broken, and they couldn't figure out which organization the pattern represented.

Whether it was a gift or otherwise, the Tunguska should have invited the Negro into the city and thanked them for their hospitality. But when the two men proposed the idea, the black man rejected it, and then sat down by the discus in silence, not knowing what he wanted to do. The two had no choice but to stay aside. After a while, two more figures appeared at the place where the slope had come, and Tunguska and Rosser stood up nervously, but heard the black man say in a deep voice: "Don't be nervous, they are my companions." ”

"Companion?" Tunguska looked at the man and woman who had come from the slopes, wearing uniforms of the same style. The chest of the uniform, like that of the blacks, has the same pattern of a war hammer, explaining the definition of a companion.

The people who came were none other than Kaede and Su, and when they walked up to Matthei, Kaede casually threw an object at the two Tunguska. The round thing stopped when it came to Rosser's feet, but it was De Kash's head. De Case's eyes widened, and his expression of surprise was forever fixed on this face.

Looking at the head of the mob leader, Roser and Tunguska looked at each other.

Kaede pointed to the head and smiled, "This is an additional giveaway." ”

Tunguska took a step forward and said, "The three of you have done us a great favor, please come with us to the city." Reef isn't wealthy, but it still has good wine and barbecue. ”

In turbulent times, wine and meat were already luxuries. And unpolluted food is even more difficult to find, even Asgartri, Feng and others eat mostly synthetic ingredients, rather than natural food.

In the depths of Raging Reef, there is an underground manor that Ron Corporation has developed itself. Soils that have been reduced to a minimum can meet the minimum requirements for growing grapes and other fruits, which are ripened to be sold as wines, providing additional income for the city of Reef. And the dozens of unmutated poultry raised on the farm can occasionally improve the food of the upper echelons of the Ron Company.

Now, Tungusken took out the wine and barbecue to thank you, which can be said to be the highest level of appreciation in Fury Reef City. But even so, Kaede said lightly: "Thank you for your kindness, but we still have to wait for one more person." ”

"Who?"

"Our Captain ......"

Before Kaede's words fell, he suddenly turned his head to look at the wilderness to the north, and then smiled: "He's here." ”

Tunguska and Rosser looked together, and in their eyes there was nothing on the horizon of the wilderness. But moments later, a lonely figure appeared on the horizon and walked in their direction. Soon, a man wearing the same tactical uniform as the black man appeared in their eyes. When Tunguska saw the golden pupils on the man's face, the big man let out an exclamation.

"What?" Rosser looked at him puzzled.

"It's a friend of Master. Tunguska said hurriedly.

"That warmonger has friends, too?" Rosser looked dismissive.

"It's not a friend, but it's a cooperative relationship. I remember Master saying that he seemed to be called zero. Yes, that's the name, the man who gave the Parkland chaebol a headache. Tunguska added.

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"Cheers!

In the long-lost Alberon Tavern, Mast's excited shouts rang out. He held his glass aloft, echoed by the soldiers of Ron Corporation and Tunguska. After Zero arrived, the four of them were invited into Reef by Tunguska and Rosser. At the same time, Tunguska also informed the two old acquaintances, Master and Victor, and agreed to meet at the Alberon Tavern and hold a simple celebration at the same time.

This time not only repelled the attack of the DK Corps, but also routed this armed mob. Although it is the credit of a few people, the information that has been passed out after being packaged by Tunguska and others will only make people think that Angry Reef City has fought a beautiful battle. It is conceivable that after the cold winter passes, the famous Reef City will be able to attract more warriors and jishu talents to join.

In the wilderness, warriors and other areas of jishu are fundamental to the development of the city. And a strong city can attract more talent.

Naturally, a few people would not go to Raging Reef City to care about who fought this battle, for them, these were inconsequential matters. On the contrary, the delicious drinks and food are the more practical rewards nowadays, and even if Zero does not have much demand for food, when he tastes the golden steak, he will inadvertently let out a feeling of satisfaction.

The tavern was already packed, and in addition to the personnel of Ron Company, ordinary citizens also crowded in to join in the fun. A few people are naturally in the limelight, among which the handsome and funny maple is naturally favored by women, and the hot Su has also attracted the attention of many men. Even Matthei, a black soldier, now fights for the soldiers of the Ron Company in the middle.

The atmosphere in the tavern was warm and convivial, and I took a sip of Ron Company's wines. The wine is a bit bitter on the palate, not as good as the sprinkling of old-time winemaking. But it's rare to be able to drink a wine of this quality these days, so this one is very slow.

A hand patted Zero on the shoulder, and Zero realized that someone had walked up to him. With the sensitivity of his senses, even in an environment as complex as a tavern, it is rare for people to walk to the side to find out. But Zero now deliberately lowered his sensitivity, relaxed that tense nerve, and let himself be lazy for a while.

Turning his head, Zero saw Master and Victor. The two of them had obviously drunk a lot, their faces flushed, and they were full of alcohol. Master walked to the other side, hugged Zero's shoulders hard, and whispered, "It's good to be able to zaijian you!"

Master is not an easily moved person, on the contrary, he is like a jīng dense machine calculating the different scales between different people. But tonight he seemed to be a little different, and all kinds of things such as the long-lost reseams and the repulsion of the DK Corps seemed to have a reason to move him enough.

Instead, Dr. Victor was a little more careful. He looked at Zero from head to toe and said, "Looks like you're doing pretty well." ”

Zero smiled: "It's okay." ”

"I'm already a big man. Master joked beside him, pouring a sip of wine into his mouth. There wasn't much wine sent by the Ron Company, and Master only drank a glass, and now the glass was filled with beer brewed by the Alberon Tavern, which naturally couldn't be compared with wine in terms of texture and taste, but Master preferred this inferior wine.

He drank two glasses in a row before he looked at Zero with a pair of red eyes and said, "I said, big man." How do you have time to go around in the countryside like ours?"

Victor also looked at Zero, which was not the same as it used to be. Although it has only been more than three months apart, it feels like a long time. Zero's breath is more calm and restrained than before, and there is a faint majesty between his eyebrows, which is a manifestation of his ability to advance again.

Moreover, the three companions brought by Zero are also powerful and capable people, for Ma Pei, who single-handedly smashed the entire DK Corps convoy array, and Feng and Su, who killed Dekaishi, Tunguska made an evaluation afterwards, and concluded that these people's abilities are at least above the fifth order, and they are those who have been promoted professionally. Career advancement is not an easy task for those with abilities in the wilderness, and the few ordinary advancement potions sold by the Dark Council are also expensive things, not to mention that these things, like natural ingredients, are valuable items that money may not be able to obtain.

The Zero Four are obviously all promoted abilities, so they are all big shots for people in the wilderness, as Master said. Zero: The shijie they see is broader than that of ordinary people, and the shijie they move on is not something that ordinary people can imagine. At least for a small place like Angry Reef City, it is rare for people with advanced abilities to visit, not to mention that there are four people who come!

Even the most stupid person knows that the arrival of the four promotioners is no accident, not to mention Dr. Victor and Master, who have had a certain friendship with Zero.

Zero replied truthfully, "I want to pick up Dr. Victor to a place ......"

As he spoke, he turned to Master and said, "At the same time, there are some jobs that want to trouble you. ”

"Looks like a funny thing, tell me, what the hell is going on?" Master asked the bartender for another beer, and paid for it, stating that it was the Zuihou he had tonight.

Zero looked at Victor and said in a deep voice, "I have already raised the upfront funds needed to regenerate Jihua, as well as the venue and equipment needed for a Jihua. I think that place is safer and more equipped than it is in the wilderness. So, if the doctor agrees, I will have my companion go with you tomorrow. ”

"It sounds like a good place. After Victor drank all the wine in his glass, he burped and said, "Although I prefer to be here in Angry Reef City, I won't go back on what I promised you, don't say tomorrow, it's okay to leave now, anyway, I don't have much to pack." ”

Zero nodded and said sincerely, "Xiexie, you, doctor." ”

"It's too polite to say that. Master Daxiao said: "You did a great favor to Reef City today, even if this kid Victor doesn't agree, I will help you stuff him into your car." So, let's talk about what happened between us. ”

Zero drank the rest of the wine in his glass, and then said lightly: "I want to go and collect some interest from Parkland by the way, they don't owe me a little now." That's supposed to be a big number, but you know, we don't have people who are good at managing money. So I thought, maybe you can manage this money on our behalf and make it even more. ”

Master fell silent for a moment, and after a moment he actually climbed onto the bar and tore his throat and shouted, "Boys, eat and drink as much as you want, all the accounts tonight are mine!"

After saying that, the whole tavern immediately burst into thunder. Master was far from generous, and there weren't many opportunities for him to entertain. Immediately, people unceremoniously called for more beer and other things to eat and drink. This made the owner of the tavern very distressed, and he did not know if the little thing in the cellar was enough for so many people.

Master at the bar glanced at Zero, and although he didn't say anything, he agreed to Zero's request in another way. Master jumped down and made his way around the crowd towards the tavern kitchen. There's a small sitting room at the back, and that's where it's good to talk to Zero. Zero followed, and soon lost his figure in the tavern.

But the tavern was so lively that even Kaede and the others didn't know when Zero left.

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Blizzards not only wreak havoc in the south, but also leave their mark in the northlands.

It was night, and the Blue Ridge Mountains were shrouded in a night. But the city to which the Parkland chaebol belonged did not sleep, and the pillars of light that swept through the night sky from time to time showed that the city was still working.

Right in the middle of the city, in the tulip-patterned square, at the top of a 16-story building. In Old Brant's bedroom, the fireplace was blazing, and the room's heating system was constantly supplying heat with enough humidity. But even so, the old man, wrapped in a thick furry coat, still felt an indescribable cold.

The elder Brandt is already in his sixties, and in these turbulent times, he is too old to be old. Based on the average life expectancy of forty years in the wilderness, old Brant, who had no ability, should have died a long time ago. But although he has no ability, he has money. Over the years, Old Brant has relied on genetic potions provided by the Dark Council to prolong his life.

He sat in a rocking chair, and the past was vivid. At the time of the cataclysm, he was a ten-year-old child, and the disaster that fell from the sky caused Brandt, who had a happy family, to lose everything. He is one of the survivors of the cataclysm, and only a thousand people are lucky enough to survive the ruins of Brant's city, which was almost razed to the ground by meteorite rain.

But Brandt never thought he was lucky, because if he had died in that disaster, he wouldn't have had to go through the next decade of darkness.

That dark history, even those who now have great strength can't help but shudder when they think about it, let alone old Brant, an old man who doesn't have any ability.

The arrival of meteorite snow wiped out nearly ninety percent of life on Earth, countless cities were reduced to ruins, the ozone layer that protected the Earth was wiped out, and the entire planet was exposed to the intense radiations of outer space as if it were unguarded.

Even the lucky ones in the cataclysm continued to die in the months that followed, and even less. After that, the Grim Reaper seemed to stay on earth forever, and a large number of people died every day. In just 10 years, the number of human beings has plummeted from 500 million to tens of millions.

During this decade, the radiant shè that spread all over the earth gradually formed in the sky with the rise of air and dust, and finally enveloped the thick radiant shè clouds that are now thick. The rate of human mortality has slowed down, and at the same time, the mutation of humans and other creatures has quietly begun in the past decade.

If the survivors of the cataclysm were the lucky ones, then the ones who survived the darkest decade after that were simply Shijie's darlings. The elder Brant was lucky enough to survive, and by working his way through a small food processing factory, forty years later, he pieced together the map of the commercial kingdom of Parkland.

However, now, the kingdom that old Brandt worked so hard to come to is facing the dilemma of having no successor.

With a trembling hand, he pulled out an old photograph from his bosom that had been taken ten years ago with the Brant family. In the photo, on the right hand side of old Brandt stands a stubborn boy. The boy has a beautiful eyebrow and hair like gold.

It was Sauron, the old man's favorite grandson. In the next ten years, Sauron's talent in the elemental realm brought hope to this family that did not have half the power in its bloodline.

Old Bran had secretly drawn up a will when Sauron joined the Blood Knights of the Dark Council. The will clearly stated that Sauron would be his next successor, but just when Sauron was supposed to be like Rì Zhongtian, this excellent young man was lost at the hands of a mercenary in the wilderness.

As soon as he thought of this, Old Brant couldn't help but cover his fur coat tighter. But that wasn't enough to ease the chill that rose in his heart, and old Bran began to mutter the name of another man, the man who had plunged the Parkland chaebol into a cold winter.

Zero!

Recently, the child has teething and fever, and the mood is relatively bad, so the update is relatively slow, please forgive me. In addition, tomorrow is the 21st, let's wait for the sunshine of the 22nd!)

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