Embers Ad Infinitum

　　 Shang Jian Yao and Long Yuehong did not react immediately until the people on the two bicycles also saw them.

　　 Dangdang, Dangdang, the two men carrying their rifles directly abandoned their bicycles, and leaped to hide behind nearby obstacles.

　　 Seeing this scene, Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong only woke up, no longer just raising their assault rifles vigilantly and reflexively. They fluttered sideways quickly, covering themselves with the help of two pillars at the entrance of the hospital.

　　 The scene became extremely quiet for a while, only occasionally the sound of bird singing came from a distance.

　　 Seeing that Long Yuehong seemed to want to pick up the walkie-talkie, Shang Jian Yao raised his voice and shouted from the air:

　　 "We are not malicious!"

　　 After a short silence, there was also a slight dumb voice over there, as if a voice came from there:

　　 "Neither do we!"

　　 Shang Jian Yao immediately responded:

　　 "Maybe we can exchange information!"

　　 After a few seconds, he shouted over there:

　　 "This kind of communication does not seem to be too convenient!"

　　 "Then let's get closer!" Shang Jian Yao proposed loudly without thinking.

　　 The two people over there communicated in a low voice through an obstacle, but because of the long distance, neither Shang Jian Yao nor Long Yuehong heard the specific content clearly.

　　 Less than a minute, the other side responded:

"it is good!"

　　Shang saw Yao heard this, and turned his head to Long Yuehong and said:

　　 "I will be first, and you will be the second, take care and protection."

　　 "Yeah." Long Yuehong let go of her right hand holding the handle of the gun, and made a no problem gesture.

　　 Shang Jian Yao didn't try to get the opponent to leave the hiding place first, holding the assault rifle, and leaving behind the pillar step by step with his muscles tight.

　　 During this process, he was highly vigilant and was ready to fall over and roll over at any time.

　　 Seeing that he showed sincerity, there was also a person over there with the same alert posture.

　　 This man is in his thirties, about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a slightly dry, dirty, dark blue over-the-knee down jacket with three or four patches. The hairline on the top of his head is seriously degenerated and he is quite bald.

　　 His hair is pale yellow, his eyes are light blue, his facial features and contours are darker, and he is quite different from Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong and others. He belongs to the Red River race at first glance.

　　Perhaps because he has been active in the wilderness for many years, this person has dry and cracked skin, and his fingernails are obviously black.

　　 He held the rifle tightly, and got closer to Shang Jian Yao one meter by one meter.

　　 After they entered the range that was convenient for dialogue, Long Yuehong and the remaining talent on the opposite side left the hiding place and moved closer to their companions.

　　 "How do you call it?" The bald man spoke the same as before. He spoke in ash-earth language, which is the mother tongue of Shang Jian Yao and others, instead of Honghe.

　　 In the process of speaking, he did not relax, he was still on high alert.

　　 "Shang Jian Yao." Shang Jian Yao replied calmly, "A formal relic hunter, how about you?"

　　 Long Yuehong, who originally wanted to answer, was relieved--he was quite afraid that Shang Jian Yao was "sick" at this time. After all, he was not an acquaintance, and no one could appreciate and tolerate his "humor".

　　 The bald man thought about it and said:

　　 "Harris Brown, intermediate hunter."

He did not show his hunter badge, nor did he let Shang Jianyao show it, because it was in the ruins, and there was no special machine to read the information in the chip, and it was impossible to confirm the true owner of the badge and the corresponding credit level, while in the wilderness. Many people will register a hunter status at will, or get corresponding items from the enemy's corpse. Simply having a badge does not represent anything.

　　-The technique of engraving the name on the badge is too primitive and very easy to imitate. The most important thing is that the person holding the badge can choose to report the name on the badge instead of the real name.

　　 This conversation between Harris Brown and Shang Jianyao is actually closer to "greeting", to pave the way for the atmosphere.

　　 Shang Jianyao glanced at Harris Brown’s companion and found that this was a woman, more than one meter sixty in height, with fairly ordinary facial features.

　　 Her flaxen hair fell naturally, and she was wearing a beige beret that was fairly clean on the top of her shoulders.

　　 "You don't seem to have gained much?" Shang Jianyao turned his gaze to Harris Brown again.

　　 Harris Brown replied without a smile:

　　"Just passing by, just spend a little time trying, it's normal to get nothing.

　　"In this ruin, it is difficult to get supplies without proper equipment.

　　 "This is your first time here?"

　　 "Yes." Shang Jianyao answered frankly, and then asked, "Did you also take the task and find someone with black hair and golden eyes?"

　　Harris Brown nodded slightly:

　　"Here is a piece of advice, for a fee:

　　 "Let's give up this mission, the north of Yuelu Station has been very uneven recently."

　　 "It is related to the anomaly in the depths of the swamp? Did you hear the roar that night?" Shang Jianyao asked.

　　 Harris Brown’s expression gradually became serious:

　　 "Yes, we were north of Yuelu Station at that time.

　　 "After dawn, we continued to move forward and found several corpses, corpses that had just been dead for a few hours.

　　 "These corpses do not have any fatal wounds, but their expressions are very distorted, some show pain, some are full of fear, and some seem to be smiling, laughing terribly."

　　 Long Yuehong's heart was frizzy, and her scalp was a little numb, but this feeling was quickly washed away by Shang Jianyao's question:

　　 "There are no fatal scars...what about the clothes, are there any more?"

　　What the **** is this...Long Yuehong couldn't help but sneered.

　　 Harris Brown’s expression was slightly stagnant:

"No.

　　 "Obviously, someone found the body before us and took all the belongings."

　　 "Professional." Shang Jian Yao praised, Zand Harris Brown felt that he couldn't keep up with the pace of the conversation.

　　 He took a silent breath and continued:

"Hey, they didn't even let go of their hair, otherwise I could get a wig. In short, after seeing the corpses, we gave up the mission and went all the way back, not daring to rest. We just arrived here an hour ago. ."

　　 "It's fast," Shang Jian Yao commented casually.

　　 Harris Brown did not turn his head:

　　 "We are riding bicycles, we can use some of the small roads in the swamp, but cars and motorcycles can't pass, we can only take a detour."

　　 Shang Jian Yao nodded gently:

"last question.

　　 "Are there other relic hunters or wilderness wanderers here?"

　　 "There are a few more, but with your equipment, as long as you don't actively attack them, they won't provoke you." Harris Brown's head reflected a little light in the sun.

　　 Shang Jian Yao asked as if thinking:

　　 "What if you don't have these weapons?"

　　 Harris Brown’s face suddenly twisted:

　　 "On the dust, being weak is the original sin."

　　 His eyes became a bit fierce, with a bit of hatred that was hard to hide.

　　 Without waiting for Shang Jian Yao to ask again, he exhaled and let his expression return to normal:

　　 "I should ask.

　　 "This is the payment for the advice just now."

　　 In fact, he did not expect Shang Jian Yao to answer, not to be a rogue. Anyway, the information contained in the advice is not too valuable, because many relic hunters who withdrew have more or less found anomalies.

Besides, this is already more than a day ago, and it will take more than a day to get to the north of Yuelu Station here at the earliest. After such a conversion, even if Harris does not give advice, let the two opposite people go. They are also likely to miss the event.

　　 "Can I use other payment?" Shang Jianyao released his left hand holding the assault rifle magazine and stretched it into his pocket.

　　 "Look at it." Harris Brown and his companions suddenly increased their alert level, fearing that Shang would see what dangerous items Yao would bring out.

　　 Shang Jian Yao quickly took out two small bags of compressed biscuits and showed them.

　　-This should have been part of his ruined lunch.

　　 "...very great, you are very generous." Harris Brown did not expect that the other party would be willing to exchange food.

　　 This barely allows them to deal with it.

　　 Shang Jian Yao then threw the two small bags of compressed biscuits over.

　　 Harris Brown and his companion did not pick it up, letting the two small bags of compressed biscuits fall to the ground.

　　 This is for fear that the other party will shoot while they pick up the cookies.

　　 "Let's talk later." Shang Jian Yao smiled, as if saying goodbye to his friends.

　　 He and Long Yuehong immediately walked to the gate of the ruins of the steel factory step by step, and did not relax their guard on Harris Brown and his companions.

　　 The same goes for the other party.

　　 When the distance between the two sides was wide enough, it was not that the sharpshooter could not make a hit, Harris Brown asked his companion to pick up the compressed biscuits and pushed the two bicycles over.

　　 After watching the two leave the ruins on bicycles, Shang Jian Yao and Long Yuehong looked around the square outside the gate with assault rifles.

　　 "The outside should be the accommodation area, first search here or inside?" Long Yuehong asked hesitantly.

　　 Shang Jian Yao did not look at the collapsed or dilapidated "green" buildings on both sides of the square, and pointed to the gate:

　　 "First inside, figure out the basic layout."

　　 "Good." Long Yuehong had no objection.

　　 The two immediately passed the iron black gate where multiple vehicles could run side by side.

　　 "It seems that the hunters of relics also have their limits. The gate has not been divided and moved." Long Yuehong glanced back and sighed.

　　 Shang Jian Yao followed and took a look:

　　 "It may not be cost-effective."

　　 They stopped speaking, and walked deep into the steel factory along the wide but broken road.

　　 There is a row of very spacious bungalows on the right with no doors, and unlike the bungalows in the outpatient area of ​​the hospital, there are walls separating small rooms with only pillar markings in the middle.

　　 In some rooms without left and right walls, there are still grooves where people can stand or lie down.

　　 "Where is this place?" Long Yuehong asked puzzledly.

　　 Shang Jian Yao shook his head:

　　 "I don't know. But don't you think it's easy to fix the bottom of the car by standing in those grooves?"

　　 "This is the repair area? The next door is equivalent to the garage?" Long Yuehong suddenly realized, "Remember to mark it later."

　　 On the left side of the road, there is a foul-smelling pond, small groups of trees, and small buildings hidden deep in the green.

　　Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong didn't care about these places for the time being, and stepped into the factory area.

　　 It didn't take long for them to come near the towering "chimneys" and saw many steel supports and rough buildings erected around them.

　　A giant dragon-like iron-black pipe slid down from somewhere in the "chimney" to different places~www.readwn.com~ The angles are not too steep.

　　 These pipes are not closed, they seem to be the half that is left after being cut horizontally.

　　 Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong entered this area, going up and down along the road, walking through the rusty steel forest.

　　 Soon, there were incomplete guardrails on the edge of the road. Outside was a pond filled with rainwater. I don't know what it was used for.

　　Because the high places are blocked, the sunlight can only shine in a little, and the surroundings are very gloomy and dim.

　　 In addition, there was no sound coming, it was quiet, and Long Yuehong's heart trembled as he walked.

　　 He couldn't help but speak:

　　 "Didn't you say that there are other relic hunters? Why didn't you meet any of them?"

　　 Shang Jian Yao glanced at him:

　　 "It doesn't seem to be too lucky to say such things at this time."

　　 As soon as his voice fell, a croaking voice suddenly rang from the heights.

　　 A black shadow fell quickly, and after a few collisions with the steel brackets and construction expenditures, it fell heavily not far ahead.

　　 This is a human being. His body has been damaged to some extent, and his blood is spilling quickly.

　　 At this time, the clanging voice still reverberated in this area, not completely subdued.

　　 Before Long Yuehong and Shang Jianyao had time to react, they saw a figure walking on the corner of the road ahead.

　　 This figure is taller than Shang Jian Yao. The whole body is made up of a black metal frame. The left arm holds a grenade launcher, and the right palm has a flame nozzle and a laser emitting hole.

　　 "He" was wearing a tattered yellow monk robe, and he was dressed in a big red robe, with red eyes on his face.

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