Against the backdrop of the distant gray sky and the faint light from the clouds, the huge convoy seemed very eye-catching. The thick smoke and dust dragged up at the rear of the car became the best movement indicator in the wilderness. The guards on the alert tower immediately issued an alarm. A few minutes later, all the guards who used radio to connect messages entered the long-prepared fortifications as fast as possible.

Turning on the safety of the heavy machine gun and leaning against the thick protective wall, Andy looked anxiously at the flying dust that was getting closer and thicker in the distance. There was a complex thought in her mind that it was impulse or fear.

From the normal aesthetic point of view of human beings, Andy is undoubtedly a beautiful young man. His thick skeleton supports his tall head, his skin is healthy bronze, and his half-length and not short brown curly hair circling back and forth on the top of his head. Enough food to eat enough to make his body very strong, and his strong muscles rush to protrude from the edge of the used short jacket. Just looking at his appearance is enough to prove his strength and strength.

Only the strongest people are qualified to become the guardians of Yinyue Town. Of course, in this terrifying era full of dangers and death, relying solely on strength and size can only mean that nutrients are being used well in the body. The definition of powerful also includes weapons and equipment, operating skills, fighting skills, rich experience... and more.

If only a few trucks or off-road vehicles were used, the guardians would not be as if they were facing a great enemy. What was truly considered a threat were actually those armored vehicles with good protection performance and were equipped with powerful firepower. The vibrations from the ground can even be felt the strength and arrogance of their engines.

The alert tower was very quiet. Andy could even hear the whistle behind him breathing smoothly. In contrast, the young ammunition supplyer who was waiting next to the machine gun seemed nervous. His breathing frequency was much faster, and his feet were standing constantly exchanging and standing. The "rustling" sound of sand and rock friction from the soles of the shoes was heard. There was a faint sense of fear in his anxious eyes.

While wandering in the wilderness, Andy once saw this armored vehicle full of strong metal texture. It belongs to a large organization in the east of the wilderness with white skeletons as the mark. Ordinary weapons do not work at all against such vehicles. Even if they use RPG or light anti-armor weapons, the warhead is often detonated in advance by the reactive armor or protective fence attached to the surface of the vehicle body. The 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine gun mounted on the roof has strong firepower. If possible, Andy would rather never fight with such a terrible chariot.

There was a sound of metal objects colliding behind him. Without looking back, Andy also knew that the whistleman was loading the rocket warhead into the RPG launcher. If he had good luck and could hit the car body without additional protection, they would immediately turn into a pile of burning scrap iron.

"Concentrate and be ready to attack at any time." The whistle captain was a strong middle-aged man with a serious and low voice.

"Maybe they are not hostile." Andy swallowed, maintaining his usual tone: "As long as it's not those damn mobs, it's probably a caravan coming from another distant settlement in the size of the convoy."

"Your words make sense. But we can't take risks."

The whistleman quickly turned his body and flexibly carried the rocket launcher on his shoulders. His fingers tightly clamped the handle. His voice was clear and loud: "This world is full of dirty mutant creatures and cunning slave traders. I don't care what others think. This is my home and my land. If you want to come in, you must do what I said. The warning distance is 500 meters, and once you cross the warning range, you will start attacking immediately-"

Perhaps the silent intimidation did play a role, and the convoy stopped about eight hundred meters away from the warning tower. As the off-road vehicle was moving smoothly forward, a young man stood up from the passenger seat and waved his arms back and forth at the people in the tower.

Suddenly, Andy grabbed the tactical telescope next to him. After a glance, a burst of surprise and joy ejaculation erupted: "Boss, it's Boss, it's Boss who are back--"

Standing on the off-road vehicle and looking at the tall and majestic city walls in the distance, Lin Xiang said to himself lightly: "This... is my city. It is also my only home in this world."

From the initial outsider to the later formal residents, important figures, core affairs participation, management... to the current actual power controller, Lin Xiang's identity in the town has been constantly changing. No one complained about this change. In the eyes of the residents of Yinyue Town, no one is more suitable to become the ruler here than him. Everyone has ambitions, but others will use different judgment criteria to determine whether you are qualified to become a leader with status above yourself and more power. In the old era, there was almost no possibility of realization of this absolute democracy. However, in a chaotic world full of radiation, if you do not have truly strong strength and dominance skills, even if you successfully climb to that position, you will be shot into a honeycomb by dissatisfied plotters.

Lin Xiang’s contribution to Yinyue’s suppression is obvious to everyone.

From a small market town with only simple defense capabilities, it has gradually developed into a medium-sized settlement with a considerable scale. Every change in Yinyue Town is surprising. Strong arms, dense population, and walls with strong protection capabilities... Without this ordinary young man, this sweet water land might have become the treasure of a large institution. The residents of the town may have died in battle, or the group moved, becoming refugees in the wilderness again.

Every time he goes out, he can bring back some shocking gains - luxury materials such as tobacco, alcohol and candy, vehicles that most institutions cannot make, and heavy weapons with amazing power... These things are not rare things that can be bought with just money. Just like the upper-class clubs that only nobles could enter in the old era, this era also has its own symbols. A brand new armed "Hummer" off-road vehicle and a beautifully packaged "marlboro" cigarette are also an recognition of the strength and talent of the holder. The civilized world has been destroyed for nearly a hundred years, and the laws and systems have completely collapsed. However, using some special items that are not popular to set off their identity and status, this bad habit that seems to never be able to get rid of is still retained and firmly fixed in the society of the new generation of human beings.

As before, the goods unloaded from trucks painted with white skeleton logos have once again caused unprecedented sensation and shock in Hidden Moon Town.

Egg biscuits coated with corn syrup, military rations made with compression synthesis technology, canned meat with iron seals, and various types of candies... These things are occasionally sold on commodity counters in big cities, but the prices are extremely high and the quantity is very rare. Faced with trucks, the total number is as high as 800 tons, and the food boxes piled up in the town square, the residents of Yinyue Town involuntarily opened their mouths wide. The sweet fragrance that filled the air could not dissipate for a long time.

If the huge amount of food conquered the people intact, then the four brand new "Strick" armored vehicles caused the guards of the town to fall into unprecedented ecstasy. They watched these powerful chariots almost with awe. Just touching the hard surface of the car with their hands had already made them feel strongly excited and excited. When Lin Xiang stood on the roof of one of the cars and announced loudly: "All this belongs to Yinyue Town", everyone in the square suddenly burst out with boiling and deafening cheers like lava.

At that moment, Lin Xiang's prestige among all the people reached a height that no one could match.

In the conference room in the center of the town, Wang Biao and three other team captains responsible for security guards and maintaining public order sat on both sides of the large wooden table. The host seat with his back facing the wall was very proactive and gave it to Lin Xiang without any dispute.

"On the day we received the letter of distress, we immediately sent fifty armed personnel, led by Yang Hua to Emma City. According to the latest radio telegram, the situation there has been controlled. Due to the rapid action, the battle has little impact on the residents in the city. Captain Quinier reorganized all the mercenaries, and relying on the grain reserves in the warehouse, the city order has basically not changed much. However, Captain Locke's injuries were very serious and he could only last for another three to four days. As for Manager Gliffiz, after being taken to Galgasone Castle, there was no news again."

Wang Biao's introduction to the situation was brief and orderly. He was obviously much thinner, and his huge skeleton made him look burly. The beard on his face seemed to have not been shaved for a long time, and it was as thick as a barbarian who had just walked out of the primeval forest. His face was dark, and his sunken eyes showed deep fatigue, and there were obvious fine red bloodshots. During the period when Lin Xiang and Yang Hua left, he was almost alone in managing all matters. For the scar-faced man who was not good at government affairs, it was an unprecedented test of his ability.

"How are the residents outside the town's mood?" There are many things to deal with, but Lin Xiang must do it one by one.

"Distribution of water and food on time every day can basically remain stable. Forty-six people escaped, but the impact is not great. As long as there is clean water and can eat enough, no one except those spies with ulterior motives will take the initiative to leave the camp and run to the wilderness to seek death."

Speaking of this, the captain on duty sitting next to Wang Biao breathed a sigh of relief: "If you don't come back, the situation may become uncontrollable. The food in the town can last for up to a week. Just yesterday, we were even discussing whether to withdraw the guard troops arranged on the periphery and rely on the fortifications to defend the core position within the wall. Once the food is eaten up, God knows what crazy actions the refugees will do."

"The batch of food I brought back is enough for the harvest season. If nothing unexpected happens, we will have enough food reserves at this time next year." Lin Xiang responded plainly and gentlely while flipping through the information he had sorted out.

"But the problem we are facing at the moment is not just food. We also need energy and electricity. Large-scale cultivation of cultivated land requires machinery, while only one-third of the reserved oil in the town will remain. If this continues, all our trucks and equipment can only stay in the warehouse and rust." A middle-aged man sitting on the left side of the table, who is not too tall, shook his head lightly. The round red face was full of deep worries.

"Calvin, this problem is not difficult to solve."

Lin Xiang turned his eyes to the direction he was, and smiled with his hands in his hands and said, "The new nuclear power generation equipment can be installed in five days. As for the oil... it can be replaced by small nuclear batteries or similar charging devices. Of course, if we want to do this, all the machinery needs to be modified. But before that, we must solve another thing."

"What new ideas do you have?" Wang Biao touched his rough chin and asked seriously.

"Expanding the Army——" Lin Xiang's voice was sonorous and powerful, and there was no doubt.

"You four are responsible for selecting suitable targets from the residents outside the town and joining them in the alert force. The number is tentatively 500."

"Five hundred? Do you mean an armed person?" The scar-faced man looked at him in confusion.

"No, I mean the elite soldiers." Lin Xiang's voice was as calm as ever.

Wang Biao almost jumped out of the chair. He exclaimed: "Are you crazy? With our current ability, it is impossible to support so many soldiers. Those are not ordinary armed personnel, as long as they are saturated, they can only know how to shoot. They need training and sufficient reinforcement potions, and they also need salary. Maintaining the current scale has reached our limit. You should understand that although this land has natural water purification resources, we do not have any specialty that can be exchanged with the outside world except for food. The five thousand refugees in the Flame City have almost breathless. It is not realistic to expand the army at this time."

"First select people, there are enough weapons in the warehouse, and the salary is temporarily paid by food. As for the enhancement potion... I can get some from the Joint Doctors Association. First set up the racks, and the problem can be solved gradually. In addition, select enough people from the indigenous people in the town for chariot driving and operation training. Armored vehicles must be used with caution, and the core strength must be firmly grasped in our own people. Yinyue will not always be an unknown town. The population here will become more and more large and larger. Without overwhelming military power, we can do nothing." Lin Xiang said firmly.

The scarred man stared at his face silently, his eyes full of complex emotions. Confused, surprised, puzzled, hesitated... After a long time, a bold laugh suddenly broke out: "You are such a madman. But then again, from the beginning to the present, all your plans are crazy. Others must be at least 70% sure to do things before they can take action. On the contrary, as long as you have 10% or even half a chance, you will never let go. I really don't know why God particularly favors you. Those plans that even I feel frightened when I see them can succeed. Maybe... this is the so-called luck!"

"So, are you willing to join?" Lin Xiang smiled and raised his hands, spread them flat and stretched out to both sides. His eyes were not only looking at Wang Biao, but also the other three other captains on duty sitting at the table.

"This is my home. I have no reason to refuse." Cobert walked up and held his palm tightly.

"I like to stay with people with good luck." Yachipad clamped his hands tightly and grinned.

"I join-" Calvin's answer was very direct, sure.

"Since this is a crazy world, let's go crazy together-"

Wang Biao walked up with a smile, put everyone together and held them tightly.

The dim twilight shot from the edge of the mountain range weakly, and on the spire of the central building in Emma, ​​a light that could be swallowed by darkness at any time.

Otilia stood in front of Rock's bed like a sculpture, her drooping eyelashes covering her eyes. Although she could not see the gaze released from her black eyes, she could feel the dullness and coldness that was almost suffocating from the narrow projection behind her like a knife.

Locke's face was as pale as dead, and the muscles on the surface of his arms and legs were soft and weak. He could not move, nor even tremble. His internal organs had long been broken in the battle, but they remained in a whole under the stimulation of drugs, and miraculously still functioned. Under the influence of active agents and life-sustaining systems, all organs were desperately overdrawing their vitality to maintain the vigorous activity of the cells. This situation has lasted for nearly half a month, and signs of life are disappearing from his body bit by bit.

According to the doctor, he could only last forty-eight hours at most. But in Ottilia's opinion, the dying Locke might not be able to hold on tonight.

The night slowly descended, and the thick radiant clouds blocked all the sources of natural light. The dark night seemed to be the devil's mouth emitting a disgusting smell.

There was a faint light in the treatment room. Otilia's cold face emerged from the gap of her hair that was long and far beyond her waist. It was indifferent and rigid, and she could not see any expression as usual.

The green light symbolizing life on the screen of the monitoring instrument has changed from a normal jump to a faint tremor. Moreover, it takes a long time to move gently.

Suddenly, Otilia's body softened without warning. She knelt heavily beside the hospital bed, stretched out her slender fingers, grabbed the white sheet tightly, buried her head on the edge of the cold and soft bed, and sobbed softly.
Chapter completed!