Wasteland Echoer

July 29th, 557th year of the New Lunar Calendar.

Crusted Federation, Extreme Cold Zone, Area A (Old Yashuang Area), along the coast of the "man-made lake", federal military controlled area.

"Finally we came out of it. It was so difficult." After Dak walked out of the ice of the "man-made lake", he leaned near a huge meteorite full of bullet marks on a snow-covered wasteland and let out a long sigh of relief.

At first, he was trying to rescue Luo Nie, who was in a desperate situation and was surrounded by powerful weapons, one of the "mechanical dog-headed monsters" developed by the federal government.

Afterwards, he, Wulfya, and Abena accidentally entered the "Bitter Depth Ruins" during the explosion without being prepared.

During this period, Dak experienced the death of Abena, defeated Zorygo, who possessed some dragon power, visited the warehouse where complex old empire technological weapons were stored, and personally killed Ivan 20. II and so on.

Finally, after part of the internal space collapsed and was pumped out by strong water pressure, falling on the cold ice of the "man-made lake", Duck finally realized that he had escaped from the depressing, dim and dangerous "sad" world. "The Ruins of Deep Bitterness", as if returning from hell to the human world, I felt the long-lost relief.

Based on the light and the direction of the sun, Duck judged that it should be early morning, and there was a cold water vapor in the air that was unique to the morning in the extremely cold zone of Crusted.

With the surge of water-based magic power restored in the natural environment, Dark dispelled the coldness on the surface of the body. Through the surge and resonance of power, the cold lake water absorbed by the clothes quickly crystallized, precipitated from it, and all emerged. On the surface of the body, a layer of beautiful ice and snow crystals formed.

But even after he was out of danger, Duck was not in the mood to enjoy the short-term peace and harmony. Instead, he shook his body vigorously, causing all the ice crystals to fall to the ground like snowflakes.

After all, after soaking in the lake for about half an hour, you would catch a cold while carrying your wet body on the road.

It is estimated that this place is still some distance from the "camp" area. Even though Dak knows the new commander-in-chief here, Yaroslav, he knows that a war leader like Yaroslav who dominates the overall situation will definitely not be able to do a small thing for him. The "soldiers" spent a lot of time searching.

If you want to reach the camp area closest to the lake, you must first cross at least knee-deep snowy wasteland and old farmland that no one has swept, and you must also pass through a brief firefight area.

If the camp is relocated due to war tensions or strategic factors, it will take more effort.

I estimate that if you want to get to a place that is not on the absolute front line and has a lot of people, you will have to hike for three hours.

Suddenly, Dak thought that he seemed to have shot through the throat of "Ivan 22" with his own hands just now, ending him...

"I...actually killed Ivan XXII, the great Emperor Krusted...with my own hands...it's really unbelievable...why did he appear in the 'Bitter Ruins'? Could it be that Wulfya Is He Luo Nie's speculation correct? Did he really initiate this wasteland disaster?" Dak analyzed to himself:

"Why are 'Future' and Luo Ka here. Luo Ka...the 'Chaos Group' children sent by 'Ice Blade' to monitor me last time used 'body explosion' on the railway line of 'Limbian-Mayang' line" He is the unintentional person who caused the chaos. In the future, wasn't he already severely injured at Morun last time? Why did he come to such a deep place in the "Bitter Relics"?

"Looking at their situation... they should have experienced a more difficult battle than us. Perhaps, they have defeated Ivan 22 in his most powerful state, and have no remaining strength to fight me. Besides... one against two If so, I have no chance of winning, otherwise I would definitely ask first.

"However... in this way, what can be determined is that the 'Order Society' and the 'Chaos Group' have been deeply involved in the old empire's technological items in the 'Bou Shen Ruins'... and Ivan II that may be related to the 'Evolution Platform' The power left over from the twelfth life...or the sequential monster."

While thinking about it, Duck returned to the lake and scooped some water with his hands from a hole made for fishing at an unknown time, and washed away the blood and dirt on his face and fingers.

After doing this, he took the two sequential monsters in his hand: the "Old Radio" given to him by "Echoer", and the "Bizuni" found in the old empire's technology warehouse, which had lost most of its power. The body of "Tears" is put back into a very hidden sandwich position in the upper pocket of the cotton-padded coat to prevent it from being seen by both the lost person and humans with ulterior motives and causing danger.

Then, Duck surged the water-based magic power in his body, and used water mist to polish a small piece of ice, giving it the smoothness and reflective ability of a mirror, allowing him to observe his own image.

After all, there is a huge amount of "sorrow" in the "Brutal Relics", and there are also many extraordinary power erosions. Now it is exposed to the sunshine of the morning, coupled with the "purification" of cleansing the ice surface, and the influence of the magic source power in the air , the forces that eroded cognition and spirit no longer exist.

Now is the moment when he is most awake and has the clearest will. If the power in the "Bitter Relics" or the damage from the battle causes his body to change, he will be recognized as an "unintentional person" or a lost person. , may be shot and killed mercilessly by federal [soldiers].

I knew Yaroslav, but the soldiers who gathered to fight didn't know him. Before entering the ruins, the war situation became more and more tense. If both sides were at war with each other and under great mental pressure, they would probably use thermal weapons without explanation. Say hello.

In this wasteland era, if you don't have the power of a demigod, or mutate into a "monster" several meters tall, with skin as solid as rock, with your own human body, no matter how powerful the magic source is, a bullet can still It was enough to end his life, so he had to be careful.

Thinking of this, Dak looked at the mirror formed on the ice. Fortunately, he still had black hair, gray eyes, and a standard face with very strong Crusted features.

However, the slightly unsightly burn scar that had been present at the corner of his right eye had mostly disappeared at this moment, and the skin there looked much whiter, as if some kind of power was slowly repairing this "flaw".

Judging from the whole face, the hair has become messy and has grown a lot because it has not been taken care of for a long time. When he is gently fiddled with it, the dandruff is flying, making Duck confused whether the scattered snowflakes or the excretion of the skin are Things.

In Dak's estimation, it took at least a week from the time he entered the "Bitter Relics" to the time he walked out. During this period, he didn't eat anything. Except for drinking some lake water just now, he didn't feel very hungry.

However, my face looks much thinner and more weathered, with my cheekbones and chin protruding a lot, and my body has become thinner, just like those settlements that were contributed by "unintentional people" and struggled in the wilderness. Same as people who are fleeing.

If I didn't have the cotton coat produced by the "Kanosk Military Factory" and the gray-yellow combat uniform inside, I'm afraid that if I entered the vicinity of the camp, I would have to follow the "Unidentified Persons Trespassing Military Controlled Area" Arrested.

Duck carefully observed his physical condition again. Except for a wound on his waist that was not deep nor shallow and had begun to scab, there was nothing that was incompatible with a normal human being.

He planned to eat something after walking to the camp. After all, he had no strange and inexplicable power to support him after coming up from the "Ku Shen Ruins". He was also afraid that his hunger would explode the genes that once belonged to the "alien monster" in his body, and he would lose his mind. Get crazy.

He planned to go to the camp, which was the "battle command center" of the temporary military station, to find Yaroslav, and then inquire about the whereabouts of Wovya and Ronai. If he did not return to the military camp, he would try to persuade the commander-in-chief of the campaign. Send a new team out to find the man.

After that, he planned to rest for a few days, head north, go to Vasilysk to prepare some supplies and weapons, and then continue north to reach Demon Annihilation City.

Either go directly west, follow the prompts of the old radio, go to the "Beslunai" area, find the wind wall, fulfill the original agreement, rescue the "Echoer", and then find the whereabouts of "Plamini".

Dak knew that Demon Annihilation City was like an isolated island, which had been developed in isolation from the Federation for hundreds of years. Even if there was very little material input, it still had a complete industrial system, enough food, and sufficient resources and weapons, and even Independently developed business system.

If I could rest in Demonic City for a whole year and a half and rely on the energy conditions there, I might be able to completely figure out all the secrets of "Echoer" and "Plamini".

It is said that the "Evolution Platform" representing "Tianshu" is in the ice and snow wasteland not far from the city. There is enough time to digest the instructions of the "Old Radio" and the power of "Bizuni's Tears". If it can be promoted to Step 3: If you fight...

If I go to meet the "Echoer" again, there shouldn't be the so-called tragic scene of reincarnation that "Void Zero" showed me.

Thinking about the next direction, enduring the gradually reviving human hunger, Duck unknowingly walked towards the federally managed camp closest to the "man-made lake".

It's a pity that this place seems to have just experienced a battle. In addition to the moon-like artillery craters, messy defensive bunkers, and temporary buildings that were bombarded by artillery, the federal soldiers stationed here should have retreated. It's almost there, not a single person left.

I went into the dilapidated building and searched around. Except for one or two boxes of military cans and a few bags of compressed biscuits, there was no other edible food.

The battlefield here seemed to have been simply cleaned. Except for a few scrapped armored vehicles and tanks at the corner of the camp, other guns, artillery and other light and heavy weapons, and even wreckage, did not appear on the ground.

"It's really thorough. It seems that the battle situation is not going well for the Federation. We have to continue walking a short distance south." Dak frowned and analyzed.

He walked around the abandoned camp and simply ate the food he found. After feeling his hunger suppressed, he burped and walked along the road laid by the federal army. Although it was slightly dilapidated and full of potholes, it was still pretty. There is a clear cement road ahead.

As they marched, the brilliance of the morning light began to pour a touch of warmth belonging to the sun onto this war-ridden land, bringing a touch of true "midsummer" warmth.

Dry, with no branches or leaves, only nothing left. Twisted huge oak trees with lonely branches began to appear near the road, like guardians and witnesses of this long, painful, pitiful and rare night of hope in the wasteland. .

For some reason, the "man-made lake" was almost silent at this moment. Not even the chirping of animals, the roar of artillery shells, or even the cries of humans could be heard. Except for the "crunching" sound of military boots stepping on the snow, there was no sound. It was as if the world had fallen asleep quietly, without the slightest breath of life.

This feeling is different from stepping on the muddy and rotten soil of the police station, nor from being close to the filthy and sticky lake area, nor from facing the unimaginable dark abyss of the underworld, and the terrifying thunder and roar. battlefield.

Rather, it was a kind of loneliness, complete confusion and coldness, as if one's own existence had been wiped out by the world and one was on an extremely desolate planet that was about to die.

Fortunately, this situation only lasted for less than an hour. When entering a section of cleared, relatively new asphalt road, Duck once again heard the familiar engine sounds of military trucks and armored vehicles, as well as the federal sky above. The roar of military fighter planes.

Federal soldiers and vehicles transporting supplies came in and out, but everyone seemed not so nervous. Many federal soldiers were resting on the vehicles, either chatting or sucking cigarettes made of "inner-rolled flowers". He helped carry the supplies only after being greeted by others.

They were not surprised to see Dak walking by. They just regarded him as a member of the "exploration team" who went to the front line to inquire about battlefield news. They did not have any doubts about his scarred cotton clothes and the deep red blood stains on them.

After walking into the camp area and walking along the road to the temporary military station for about fifteen minutes, Duck finally arrived near the relatively huge iron gate of the "Battle Command Center".

Standing on the dry concrete floor, looking at the three-story building of the "Command Center" in the distance, Duck breathed a sigh of relief, walked forward, and knocked hard on the door.

Dang, Dang, Dang!

Violent, fast, and unruly knocking on the door quickly attracted the attention of the federal soldiers at the guard post nearby.

Soon, two federal [soldiers] nearly armed to the teeth, holding large black rifles, appeared at the door.

They opened the small door next to the main door and walked out. They looked at the somewhat unkempt Duck up and down, and asked in a slightly arrogant tone:

"Which battle order soldier do you belong to? This is the 'battle command center'. Lord Yaroslav and Oleg are currently holding a campaign meeting inside. No one else is allowed to enter."

"I am Dak Tillis, deputy captain of the 'Searching Team' directly under the Strategic Group..." Dak paused and added:

"Hurricane Level 5, I just came out of the 'Bitter Ruins' and want to meet with Commander Yaroslav."

After hearing what Dak said, the two federal [soldiers] were stunned for a moment and whispered a few words. Then, one of them took a few steps forward and said:

"Lord Oleg's order, now that the Battle of Deep Sorrow is coming to an end, no other troops from across the Federation will come to support you. I think you are very unfamiliar, at least you have not appeared in the temporary garrison area. We can't Even if I open the door for you, I won’t help you report to your superiors.”

"Why?" Duck asked:

"I know Chief Yaroslav. He promised me that I would come to the Man-Made Lake to find him. Whose order did you prevent me from entering and for what purpose?"

"Safe, just based on your appearance, your face is so fair, I'm afraid you are not a [Warrior] on the front line. Besides, all the superpowers who come here have detailed files. We have never heard of a [Warrior] named Dak. ], I guess you are either a member of the Order or a pure loser." The federal [soldier] said, raised his rifle to Dak's head, and said in a stern warning tone:

"In short, you should belong to the unwelcome category. General Oleg said that anyone suspected of being a lost person will not be allowed to enter the 'Campaign Command Center'. If you are a spy, I hope you will be honest. Get out of here and go back to your camp in the east."

"I'm a spy? I'm the Lost One? Get me out??" This groundless accusation made Dak very angry. Fueled by his anger, he glared at the two of them with sharp eyes.

Immediately, he stretched out his right hand, held the rifle against his forehead, and with a little force, he bent the barrel of the gun so that the muzzle was pointing upward.