I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 867: Winter earlier than in previous years

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The wind frost is like a knife, wrapped in broken snow and ice flowers. The snow swayed in the sky like cotton wool, brushing over the faces that had been frozen for a long time, and pressed against the back of the bag little by little. The last fifty kilometers from the outpost of Hanzhong, there was no time for them to rest before arriving.

The sentinels in the winter suit walked beside the queue, scanning the white wilderness with vigilant eyes and muzzle. The machine gunner sitting on the top of the armored vehicle leaned against the machine gun and passed the time with the white fog.

They are an army and belong to the Northern Union.

And standing behind them are the leaders of the Northern Union, and the last group of leaders who moved from Lanzhou to Hanzhong.

Unlike Wanghai City, winter here takes more than a month in the morning. Not only because of the latitude, but also because of the radiant cloud that stagnate in the sky. Radiated dust accumulates like quilts, but their role is not to keep warm, but to reflect sunlight into space.

This year is very abnormal, even for the northwest region, this winter is much earlier than in previous years.

However, for waste soil, abnormality itself is a normal state.

People may feel desperate, but it ’s never a surprise.

After harvesting the last batch of mutant fruits, these leaders had to brave the snow to embark on a journey to Hanzhong. Perhaps many people will die here, but if they don't go, there may be more people who die.

Unlike Wanghai City, there are not many zombies here, but there are various powerful and cunning alien species. And even in winter, the hungry will not sleep, but lurking in dark corners, quietly waiting for the feast of blood.

For example, mutant jackals, they come like a gust of wind, claws are faster than bullets, and often leave only a corpse and broken bones when walking. Once a single migration team met them. Although everyone had guns in their hands, no one survived.

These swift and strong creatures, even if they are encountered by the regular army, will have a considerable headache.

In order to reduce the casualties of survivors, the commander of the United Command ordered that they take out valuable nuclear fusion cores and artillery shells and use armored forces to **** the migrating migrants.

Although they inherited the armed forces of the pre-war regime, unfortunately, the lack of resources made it difficult for them to resume industrial production. They could only relieve the supply pressure of hundreds of thousands of troops through resource recovery and the production mode of small workshops.

The situation they are facing is worse than the sixth block that they faced three years ago. After all, NATO ’s Marines have never set foot in the northwest of Huaxia District. There are almost no battlefields here, and there are not many worthwhile recycling Resources.

Each heavy machine gun bullet is very precious to them.

An assault car brushed with snow camouflage came from behind the team. When the assault vehicle passed by, the soldiers did not stop, but raised their hands and performed a PAC salute, paying the highest respect to their leaders.

In the back row of the assault car, the cold-looking man looked at the map without a word.

His name is Wei Bian. After Jiang Beihai, he served as the commander of the United Command, and his status is probably similar to that of the NAC marshal. Sitting next to him was his assistant, Luo Xugang, deputy commander of the United District. This was the last trip to Hanzhong and the last survivor team to move from Lanzhou.

When they withdrew, the abandoned city was left with broken walls and beasts wandering on the corner. Perhaps hundreds of years later, the vines will drill the stone joints of the cement pavement, and the buds will grow on the dead wood. Naturally, they will wipe out the evidence of human existence in their own way and dye the earth its original color-- /

Savage, and disorderly.

"This year's snow is earlier than in previous years." Luo Xugang sitting in the co-pilot's seat sighed and shook the butts that were about to burn out towards the ashtray.

"Yes." Wei Bian said lightly.

"I'm so cold." He glanced at the commander with Yu Guang, Luo Xugang burned out the last nicotine on the cigarette **** and pressed the cigarette **** into the ashtray.

"Do you want me to turn on the air conditioner?"

"No, no, I have to be cold in another sense." Luo Xu just waved his hand, and his rough fingers pulled another cigarette out of his pocket and dangled on his mouth.

"You are overdrawing your health."

Like hearing something funny, Luo Xugang suddenly laughed happily and spit out a smoke ring, "Go to his mother's health."

Wei Bian did not answer the call, and his frowning eyes remained on the paper map.

The silence lasted for a long time in the car, and I could only hear the wheels rolling through the snow in my ears. Luo Xugang narrowed his eyes and silently smoked cigarettes made of mutated tobacco, feeling the spicy taste in his nose. I don't know when to start, only this feeling can make him feel full of himself still alive.

Abruptly, Luo Xu just broke the silence.

"Time is running out."

However, Wei Bian is still that indifferent expression.

"I know."

"I heard that a force called NAC has emerged in Wanghai City, and the full name seems to be the new pan-Asian cooperation."

"I have heard of it."

"The little guys seem to have been sent by them. Although our missiles can deal with them, it is always a problem ... Are we really going to fight them?" Luo Xu just scratched his head.

"En."

There was silence again in the carriage.

After a long while, it was Luo Xugang who was holding the cigarette still breaking the silence.

"To tell the truth, I really envy you guys."

When hearing this sentence, Wei Bian's eyes left the map in his hand for the first time, and through the window of the car, he shot into the white wilderness.

There, a sentry found a mutant jackal lurking in the snow and raised his rifle immediately. Soon, the blood was covered with white snow, but when he took out his dagger and stepped forward to dig out the sub-crystal, three jackals threw up from the snow ...

The gunshots were loud, but they soon stopped.

The paramedics carried the dying sentry into the truck, but he quickly lay in the body bag when the rescue failed. The corpses of the three jackals were carried on a truck equipped with an organic conversion furnace. After sub-crystals were dug out, they were refined there into a nutrient mixture. The team has not stopped from beginning to end, and the leader passing by the blood stain has not looked away from the road under his feet for a moment.

It seems as if nothing has happened.

Nature has decided who will die and who will survive.

"You won't envy." Wei Bian put his eyes back on the map and said lightly.

......

"Successful!"

The cells in the test tube are still alive!

The cheers of the girls were heard in the laboratory.

When I heard Lin Ling say this, Jiang Chen did not know what to use to describe the excitement in his heart at this moment.

According to Lin Ling, before placing the test tube in the freezer, she dropped 20 ml of test solution mixed with human tissue cells into the test tube. Put the test tube into a special freezing device to simulate the dormant environment, the live cells in the test tube successfully passed the entropy reduction link when crossing the "gate".

And the key to solving the problem of passing creatures through is the antimatter!

Lin Ling explained the reason to Jiang Chen with a lot of mathematical and physical formulas. However, Jiang Chen was stunned from beginning to end, not understanding what she was saying at all. Even though he repeatedly asked her to explain the principles in plain language, she just reluctantly patted the whiteboard full of writing, lost the marker in her hand, and looked at Jiang Chen with loving eyes.

"Give up."

At this time, snowflakes fell outside the window.

"Is it snowing yet?" Sun Jiao looked out the window.

"Is it snowing in previous years?" Jiang Chen, who had been distracted, also looked out the window.

"Normally in November." Yao Yao whispered.

"It seems that this year's winter is earlier than in previous years." Sun Xiaorou sighed. (To be continued.)