Heavy Armoured Truck In Post-apocalyptic World

Shen Cong felt that the world was cold... Of course, this did not mean that the weather was very cold now, although the weather was indeed not as warm as Fufudai.

Rather, his body is very cold, and the outside world strengthens the coldness of his body.

This is the feeling.

But it's not that his body is really cold. His body temperature is 36.5 degrees Celsius, which is normal. The hands and feet are not cold. In fact, with the totem generator, the King Kong is heated for 24 hours, and the temperature inside the car is as warm as spring.

His coldness stemmed from the injection of magic medicine.

Thinking is more active, the brain is more awake, but at the same time it also feels cold and icy.

This feeling is very uncomfortable, and it washes away the wonderful feeling of strengthening the mind. Fortunately, I drank two bottles of pearl milk tea prepared with royal jelly, and I felt much better. My brain has adapted to the effect of the magic medicine.

"The effect is not as miraculous as Zhao Yang's introduction. The brain is indeed clearer and the thinking is quicker, but it is not obvious. It feels more energetic than before. The energy is very full, and the whole body is full of strength. I want to go to work at any time. A feeling."

"As for the mastery of activity..." Shen Cong opened his sky eyes instantly, only feeling that in the original gray and white image, the black and white colors were more obvious, and there were faint signs of other colors to be observed.

"It is indeed as Zhao Yang said, it is more subtle and more stable, and has entered a new realm."

The clear field of vision of 350 meters has increased the distance by a full 50 meters. After switching to the humanoid radar state, it has reached a clear range of 600 meters and a blurred range of 1,200 meters.

Exceeded the radar fan scan range on the car.

"I've become stronger again!" Shen Cong jumped onto the roof of the King Kong car, canceling his Sky Eye status, as if he wanted to see through the thick fog with his naked eyes.

He injected five supervision agents, and his eyesight was unprecedentedly strong, and he felt that he could be compared with the eagle.

Back in the car, Shen Cong looked at his face carefully in the mirror.

Still comely.

It's just that the originally clear and shining eyes are even more radiant at this moment, shining with a metallic color, which is a sign of the gradual change of the metal.

The clairvoyant really changed the metallic gradient of his eyeballs.

The structure of the eyeball is relatively complex, with a mixture of various tissues. In Nan Guohua's theoretical model of metal pollution, there is no explanation for the eyes, and there is no order for the "golden" of the eyes.

But it must be after bone gold, flesh gold and knot gold.

Because Shen Cong, who was in a golden state before, did not have any changes in his eyes. The changes in his eyes now are the effect of the super vision agent.

"I feel less and less like a person. After all the metal gradients, what am I?"

"Am I finding myself, or am I losing myself?"

Shen Cong looked into his eyes and interrogated himself.

Those eyes are full of strange and wonderful light, like a deep galaxy, capable of engulfing everything and containing everything.

Yet no answer.

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"On February 5, 20, at 5:30 in the morning, I went to Xuzhou City with the exploration force of the Eastern Theater Command. This time the Eastern Theater Command went to explore Xuzhou City, and I did my own thing. Follow the troops secretly, the first The mission is to unravel the secrets of Xuzhou City; the second mission is to find and kill Grandma Li; the third mission is to find the trace of the giant black iron bear."

Before Shen Cong left, he took the microphone and entered the recording file into the computer.

Then store this document in the "Doomsday Log".

His "Doomsday Log" has recorded data for more than eight months. It already has t compressed content, including video, text, voice, pictures and other data. The contents of the ten notebooks.

This "Doomsday Log" records every bit of his experience.

Shen Cong sometimes didn't know what he was doing to record these contents in detail every day, just as he actually copied all the materials in the library before the doomsday, it didn't mean much to him personally.

every day now.

It's a struggle to survive in the last days,

Seek to become stronger.

It is also a foundation of life, life.

It is impossible for people to do everything meaningfully. The existence of life is the accumulation of meaningful and meaningless things every day.

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Ten small workers, two middle workers, black-headed dragons, and four-legged dragons.

Shen Cong's team was very strong.

After entering Xuzhou, the theater troops began to advance layer by layer, searching for Xuzhou City.

Shen Cong followed behind. His humanoid radar status had a perception range of 600 meters and a clear vision, and he could clearly grasp every move around him, but others could not see him.

When the troops walked along Yingbin Avenue to the city, there was a commotion.

On the section of the Dalongkou Reservoir on Yingbin Avenue, there stands a three-meter-high boulder, with red and black bloodstains on the boulder, with a large vertical character written: "Welcome to Xuzhou, a ghost town!"

Eerie and a little scary.

There are several graffiti on the side, all of which are mainly abstract paintings, which are incomprehensible.

However, there was a line of small characters that caught the attention of the troops in the theater. It said: "Lack of sunshine, we have skin diseases, and we can no longer leave Xuzhou shrouded in fog. The outside world is also destroyed. Why did this happen? I don't want to be the hairless ghost in I Am Legend!"

"A hairless ghost?" Shen Cong quickly understood what the person who wrote the graffiti was talking about.

In the movie "I Am Legend" that he has watched several times, besides Will Smith and his German Shepherd, there are also a group of mutants who dare not see the light survived. Their hair fell out, their blood vessels protruded, and their brains were abnormal. .

Local people in Xuzhou, if they don't see the sun all year round, are really prone to get sick.

But Shen Cong didn't think they would shed their hair, because the Li ** he saw not only had no hair removal, but also had long hair. However, it's hard to say whether he has a skin disease or not. Shen Cong has never seen the real person of Mrs. Li. His impression of Mrs. Li is what he saw with his eyes.

"Maybe they are really sick, otherwise they would not have left Xuzhou to go out... The strange thing is that I stayed in Banta Town for a long time, but I didn't see Xuzhou locals. The army stationed in Bayiji Town for a long time, and I didn't see Xuzhou either. The natives come over. Where the hell do they live?"

A big stone and a few big characters written in blood can't scare people.

The batch of troops that came in from the theater were all experienced veterans, and Shen Cong was even a human being who singled out the heavyweight golden beasts and killed them, so he didn't shrink back because of this.

Of course, Shen Cong became more cautious.

Using a ghost town to describe Xuzhou, it is obvious that the current situation in Xuzhou is not very good. Thinking of Li ** who is about to kill someone, the battle here is obviously very bloody.

"It would be more effective if two skulls were placed underneath." Shen Cong thought to himself when passing by the big rock.

Across the "Ghost Town Xuzhou" large boulders.

After a short walk, I saw two low mountains, and the road passed between them.

The convoy in the war zone stopped, because the road between the two mountain passes was built with huge stones, and a damaged flag could be seen hanging from it.

They sent someone to pull the flag down, and then they saw the national flag of the People's Republic of China with a red background, one large, four small, and five yellow five-pointed stars.

"The national flag..." Holding the national flag in his hand, the commander of this operation spoke in a low voice. (To be continued.)

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