Death is tranquility, which is the prayer of Mingguang, the majestic city of the last days. Summit 23S.
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And it's not just words, it has been implanted in the bones of every Mingguang person.
After counting the losses, the hunters who had escaped unscathed spontaneously gathered together, each holding a pitch-black stone in their hands. Each section of the stone had a shell-like cutout, which was very sharp.
This is obsidian, which was everywhere after the Cataclysm.
In ancient legends before the Cataclysm, there is an Apache tribe that has lived on their land for generations. They believe that the earth and sky given and protected by their gods have remained unchanged for thousands of years, and they also believe that this will last forever.
exist unchanged.
However, only change is eternal in this world.
Powerful enemies attacked their tribe and drove them into more barren areas.
The Apache warriors rose up to resist, raided many occupied places, rescued many people, and recaptured many supplies.
However, the enemy, who was ten times their number, found their hiding place based on the footprints of the cattle taken away by the people, and surrounded the old, weak, women, children, and Apache warriors on the mountain.
The Apache warriors took the initiative to walk out of the cave where they were hiding, hoping to sacrifice their lives in exchange for their tribe not to be discovered.
But they did not want to die at the hands of the enemy, so they jumped off the cliff one after another.
After the enemy withdrew, the wives and lovers of those soldiers cried month after month. They mourned their dead lovers and the souls of the Apaches who followed the soldiers.
Their sorrow touched their god, so he buried the Apache's tears deep in a black stone.
The locals believe that whoever owns this black stone will never cry again, because the Apache girl has shed all the tears for you.
Legend has it that the spots of obsidian shining in the sun are Apache's teardrops.
Stones were piled on the ground, eventually turning into a conical tomb tower without bodies facing the hilly area.
On the tomb tower, each cross section of thousands of obsidian stones shines with unpredictable light, as if these obsidian stones are condensed together, like a huge and dark gemstone.
The living people lowered their heads deeply, and a hunter read out the list of dead,
"Geng Xian, Zhou Guangming, Wan Qiong..."
"The above, a total of one hundred and thirteen people, the tranquility of death will soothe their souls forever."
Half a minute later, the hunters turned around, got in the car, and quickly left the place.
An order came from the command vehicle, hoping that Huang Dashan and Captain Liu would use tanks as units to carry out reconnaissance missions in front of the large forces. Whether it was a coincidence or God's will, most of the members of the newly formed reconnaissance team were there. One Hundred and Thirteen
on the personal list.
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Shanye may be the one who values his car the most among hunters.
Others use cars to save their lives, but Shan Ye is different. That car is his life. Every year, he has to fill it with the bones and fur of countless exotic animals. Among the many teams of hunters, it is rare to find one that is stronger than the Pangolin.
The Wilderness Chariot.
In the collision with Captain Liu's car just now, a large piece of the rear of Captain Liu's car was flattened, and even a piece of the bumper fell off, while the Pangolin only scratched a little of its paint.
Every scratch was carefully repaired with Origin Crystal solvent. The tenderness and delicateness made everyone's scalp numb.
After filling up the tank, the Pangolin roared and set off first.
After notifying the main force via radio that they were ready to set off, Huang Dashan took some time out of his busy schedule to launch an offensive of trash-talking to Captain Liu. Captain Liu was annoyed by all kinds of gossip.
Technically speaking, Shanye's doing this is a good way to relieve the loneliness and boredom during the long journey.
Huang Dashan suddenly asked,
"Who is that, Liu Zhuzhu, have you brought any wine?"
About five hundred meters to the right of the Pangolin, in an armored vehicle, everyone was laughing.
Captain Liu shouted,
"Damn Huang Dashan, can you stop calling me Zhuzhu?"
Captain Liu's ungrateful father worked as a plasterer in Xiacheng District. When Captain Liu was born, he was laying beams on a family's house.
Mingguang people pay attention to having a surname, which means coming to this world with dignity and dignity.
Seeing that Captain Liu was about to be born, Captain Liu's mother sent someone to ask his father.
His dad was so preoccupied with the beams that he didn’t notice what the person was trying to do. He saw the beams were tilted, so he yelled,
"Pillar, pillar, hurry up, put that end on top for me!"
So Captain Liu's identity card still has the three characters "Liu Zhuzhu" engraved on it, making others anxious if they take a second look at it.
Uncle Huang said happily,
"Keep my son, keep my son, what's wrong with that? Otherwise, you're going to do a lot of harm to your life. It's all because of your name, I tell you."
Captain Liu's face turned dark. Damn it, even if you saved my life, you can't insult my character, right?
So he said righteously,
"I have wine here, cold beer."
"Oh ho!"
Master Shan immediately said seriously,
"Then, please give me the wine. Grandpa Dashan, I will shut up immediately."
The two cars got closer and closer, and when he took a box of beer from the car window, Mr. Shan had a real smile on his face.
All his private possessions were raked over by Bai Qiongshou and Lin Chou, and he wished they could stuff the engine with frozen buns.
After being away from the base city for so long, Huang Dashan felt like he could feel like a bird in his mouth.
He took out a bottle from the box, bit off the mouth of the bottle, and poured it into his mouth.
He threw away the bottle and burped loudly, "It feels good!"
After the catastrophe, no one checked the drunk driving of Grandpa Dashan. Let alone drinking, even if he drank a few kilograms of alcohol and wandered around in the wilderness, he still couldn't fault it. He might even get some unexpected gains, killing two second- and third-level alien beasts.
, wouldn’t that make a lot of money?
"Boom!"
The Pangolin hit a huge basalt rock and broke it into pieces, causing the entire vehicle to jump up.
Bai Qiong, who was sitting in the back, had his head in close contact with the roof of the car and said angrily,
"Bad Stone, look at the road!"
Huang Dashan rubbed his eyes and said in surprise,
"Liu Zhuzhu, your wine is poisonous, isn't it? Why do I feel so blurry and unable to see the road after drinking one bottle?"
Captain Liu was so angry that he cursed,
"Then it's fucking foggy, you mountain cannon!"
The heavy fog suddenly invaded the whole world. Huang Dashan put his head out of the car window and lowered his head. He couldn't even see the grass less than one meter away, only a vast expanse of white.
I reached out and picked up two handfuls, but I didn't feel any water vapor.
"Attention all units in the rear, all units in the rear, there is heavy fog ahead. Pay attention to safety and do not disperse."
"Hiss...what...fog...this...isn't..."
The radio was intermittent, and the noisy current sound almost completely drowned out the voice inside.
"Hiss!"
There was a loud, ear-piercing noise on the radio,
"What's going on? The communication is down. Where are you?"
Huang Dashan covered his ears,
"What? What are you talking about? I seem to be deaf!"