A corpse was thrown very high and far, falling into the swamp ahead, splashing countless mud spots.

It is embedded in a dark and soft surface and sinks inch by inch.

There are two similar scenes next to it, but the degree of being buried in the mud is a little deeper.

Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong stared for a few seconds, withdrew their gaze, turned around and walked towards the jeep position.

Jiang Baimian didn't ask who would ride a heavy motorcycle first, so he put on the corresponding helmet and straddled it.

Carrying a miniature submachine gun, she turned her head and looked at Shang Jianyao and others, and said with a smile:

"I wanted to get one a long time ago, but I didn't have a chance."

Before she finished speaking, she had already twisted the accelerator, causing the heavy motorcycle to make a low and violent roar.

Jiang Baimian lay down. Although it was his first time riding, his styling was still quite professional.

The roar became louder and louder, and the heavy motorcycle rushed out like a rushing out along the edge of the swamp, towards the distance.

"The romance of steel and fuel..." Long Yuehong whispered enviously, "There is still freedom and wind."

With the sound of bang, the heavy motorcycle turned back and stopped not far away.

Jiang Baimian supported the ground with his feet, pulled up the mask of his helmet, and laughed dryly:

"This, that, Bai Chen, where should I go?"

Bai Chen looked down at his scarf and replied loudly:

"You follow the jeep."

"Ah? What did you say?" Jiang Baimian raised his hand and touched his ears, but it was blocked by his helmet.

She smiled unchanged, pulled down her cover again, rode the heavy motorcycle back next to the jeep, as if she had made a decision.

Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong got on the car one after another, Bai Chen sat back on the driving position and activated the jeep.

In this way, they walked in the black swamp wilderness at a relatively low speed, changing direction from time to time, and drilling around.

During this process, Jiang Baimian repeatedly rode the motorcycle out of the line and rushed to different places on the grounds of reconnaissance.

Nearly two hours later, Bai Chen stopped the Jeep, who seemed a little overwhelmed.

She pushed open the car door and said to Jiang Baimian, who had just whizzed back from a distance:

"Team leader, you're almost at that settlement."

Jiang Baimian supported the ground with one foot, pulled up his mask and said:

"What do you think?"

Bai Chen touched the rough skin on his face:

“I am worried that our past will overreact the wilderness wanderers in the settlements, who are always very alert in this regard.

"Why don't you do this, you guys wait here, I'll ride over to get in touch, and then come back to lead you over? If they don't let us in, then I'll try to trade outside."

Jiang Baimian nodded gently and said:

"Our firepower is really terrifying."

The black iron snake skin tied to the top of the jeep is even more frightening.

She got off the car immediately, parked the motorcycle, took off her helmet, and handed it to Bai Chen.

After watching Bai Chen's back disappear into the sparse woodland ahead, Jiang Baimian opened the door of the jeep and sat in the driving position.

"Do you want one?" She smiled and picked up the simple cigarette placed in the armrest box.

This is the loot I received before.

The tobacco leaves that were roasted and burnt yellow and black exuded an unspeakable fragrance.

"No." Long Yuehong and Shang Jianyao shook their heads at the same time.

"You two, this is a luxury!" Jiang Baimian put down the simple cigarette. "I don't know how many people who have been on the battlefield are crazy about it. This can relax their spirits and not crush them. It is just like alcoholic beverages that make people forget many unpleasant things that are unhappy and unwilling to recall. Alas, many people will only be happy after getting drunk."

"That's not true happiness." Shang Jianyao suddenly sang. (Note 1)

"Oh, I'm still singing." Jiang Baimian opened his mouth slightly and laughed and cursed.

Shang Jianyao nodded seriously and said:

“I love music.”

"But the lyrics don't seem to be very correct..." Jiang Baimian rubbed the metal device in his ear.

Shang Jianyao said as if he was discussing an academic issue:

"The lyrics can be modified to fit the current scene, which helps to express better."

"..." Jiang Baimian waved his hand, "This is not the point. After you interrupted this, I almost forgot what I was going to say!"

She let out a sigh of anger:

“I brought cigarettes to the topic of war trauma.

"Although the battle you just experienced has not reached this level, it is necessary to pay attention to it. Whether it is cigarettes, alcohol, or even drug control, it is actually not a good way to deal with it. It is easy to cause serious dependence and is not good for your health.

"If you have too much mental tension, too much pressure, anxiety, irritability, and difficulty concentrating, you can chat with me at any time. I have learned some psychological courses."

"Yes, team leader!" Long Yuehong replied loudly, "Just, Bai Chen actually talked to us about this on the way, and I feel much better now."

"Not bad." Jiang Baimian praised, "Since the above approved the establishment of this old-level team, the most correct thing I did was to pass Bai Chen's application. Tsk, I have a good vision, right?"

Before Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong responded, she leaned into the driver's seat and turned her eyes slightly:

"Bai Chen doesn't know when he will come back. He is idle and idle. Let me tell you something else, I haven't told you before."

Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong immediately sat upright, as if they were still in school.

Jiang Baimian smiled softly:

"Don't be so focused! Be distracted and pay attention to the outside world! Aren't you afraid of a rocket flying from somewhere and taking us in a pot?

"Okay, let's get back to the topic. Didn't I say it before? Above the dust, except for a very small number of creatures, the most dangerous enemy of human beings is always human beings.

“So, which humans can be called dangerous?

"Long Yuehong, what do you think?"

Long Yuehong recalled and said:

"People wearing exoskeleton devices."

In the previous battle, he was impressed by the role of military exoskeleton devices.

He even suspected that this would become one of the sources of his nightmare.

"Yes, you can also add people wearing bionic smart armor. These two types of people can deal with a team alone, and even smooth out a small wilderness wanderer settlement." Jiang Baimian turned his attention to Shang Jianyao, "What do you think there are more?"

"The team equipped with weapons, the team with outstanding firepower, and those who have installed specific types of biological prosthetics or have done corresponding mechanical and electronic transformations." Shang Jianyao said three times in one breath.

Jiang Baimian nodded gently:

"really."

She stroked her left arm with her right hand:

"It has brought me a great improvement, but it is still the original one. You should cherish it!"

She immediately added:

"There are also monks from the monks' sect and genetically modified people. You may not know that in many forces, people like you are called the 'Chooses'."

"Why?" Long Yuehong asked in surprise.

Jiang Baimian smiled:

"You usually have too much contact with each other, and so do you, so you can't understand the preciousness of this technology.

"Among all forces, only our company and the White Knights can steadily improve genetically and produce corresponding stock solutions.

"Think about it, a person who is tall, strong, fast, fast reaction, strong coordination, strong balance, strong immunity, strong self-repair ability, extremely energetic, outstanding vision, and good gun talent, isn't he like God's favorite to ordinary people? Isn't he synonymous with danger?

"But, don't be timid. Some forces extremely reject genetic technology, believing that this is a blasphemy against nature to heaven and gods, and the main reason for the destruction of the old world."

Jiang Baimian breathed a sigh of relief and continued:

"And those who are stronger than genetically modified are those who have been genetically modified. They often have some abilities that humans do not have. In this regard, those who are aberrant due to pollution have similar manifestations. I have even seen second people who can complete photosynthesis by themselves and do not have to eat for three months.

"However, the genetic modification technology is still very immature, and the failure rate and mortality rate are quite high. Don't try it easily."

The second person is a normal human being, but he was polluted and distorted in the catastrophe of destruction of the old world.

Although a large part of them died completely shortly after being contaminated, some people still survived and passed on their own aberrations to their offspring.

These people were discriminated against by normal humans, expelled from settlements, and were insulted to be called "secondary people".

Second, due to physical changes and similar experiences, people inevitably hated normal humans. They always had an indelible resentment, and both sides gradually developed into mortal enemies.

Under such circumstances, the name "second person" has truly spread on the dust and became a "scientific name".

In the New Calendar era, many years after the destruction of the old world, some places still had strong pollution, and the distortion did not disappear from humans, and was creating new secondary people.
To be continued...