Three days passed, no one expected that the first snow in Chang'an District was just the beginning. The three consecutive days of heavy snow quickly blocked the wilderness around Chang'an District. People looked up and could only see countless rapid slanting Falling snowflakes. A layer of thick snow to the knees accumulates on the barren wilderness. Even the third-generation power armor has to move in the snowy wilderness. It can only give up the roller mode and let the driver control the walk.

The weather of wind and snow, the frequency of proliferation of beasts near Chang'an District is much less than usual. The power armor squad has only suffered two times of attacking the breeding beast for three days.

The wilderness seems to tell the people in Chang'an District silently. In this cold winter snow day, even the plague species are not willing to move.

Previously, Wu Qigang’s ability to resume his speech told him about the mysterious beasts of the night, and told the elderly to help him, and suggested that the senior Anpai power armor team explore the border and find the target. The elderly have the heart to do this, but in such a bad environment, the plan has to be stranded.

After all, the power armor squad uses the wheel mode, even if it encounters a mysterious behemoth, it can't escape the battlefield, and it is generally the same.

In the morning, the dark sky was not sunny, but it stopped the snow unexpectedly. Wu Qi walked to the open space outside the ward, cleaned the snow, and lifted the three-foot long knife trial knife method that had not been held for a long time.

The sharp knife wind swirled rhythmically over the open space, and Wu Qi's forehead gradually leached sweat. At some point, he slammed a straight knife, and the long knife suddenly stopped before touching the ground 2 cm.

The long knife was five times heavier than the original. It once added a lot of trouble to Wu Qi. Now Wu Qi's enhanced arm is completely accustomed to the weight of the long knife, and it is used like an arm.

Wu Qi raised a long knife and saw a reflective blade like a dark mirror. Suddenly, the heart was so violent that he would cut a knife in the ground.

"Head!"

Wu Qi turned back and saw Gu Chang, who was coming toward him. Gu Chang was pouting, his hands in his trouser pockets, and a pair of unfair sign smiles.

"Old Gu." Wu Qi's right hand is placed at the end of the shank, and should be said.

"You can't find you in the ward. You used to practice a knife here. I looked at it in the distance. You really have two." Gu Chang pointed to the long knife in Wu Qi's hand and boasted.

"What is it about me?" Wu Qi knows that Gu Chang has no research on the knife, that is, to play. He simply cuts the topic.

Gu Chang was looking up at Wu Qi’s eyes, and his smile gradually disappeared and became a serious one: “I am looking for you, I want to ask, when are you going to leave?”

“There is a change in the border?” Wu Qi brows.

"There is not yet," Gu Chang was worried. "I have always been worried about it. I always feel that Chang'an District is not safe. I heard that the mysterious behemoth may be a third-order monster. If it suddenly attacks Chang'an District, Chang'an District will inevitably It’s a moment of falling. When we get to the head, let’s go, I’m afraid it’s too late.”

Gu Chang’s proposal is just what Wu Qi is worried about. When Wu Qi was awakened, he told his companion that Chang'an District should not stay for a long time. But that kind of critical moment, Guo Baibo, Gao Yuan and others who can hear him, everyone wants him to feel peace of mind. Moreover, before the silver chariot was repaired, the plan to leave Chang'an District could only be delayed.

Wu Qiguo cut off: "It is better to hit the sun than to choose the day. Just today, is the silver chariot repaired?"

"Ok!"

"Okay, take me there."

Wu Qi and Gu Chang were returning to the downstairs of the residential building, and the brand-new silver chariot quietly stopped here.

The two went upstairs and called Guo Baibai and Gao Yuan to pack their bags and prepare to leave. Guo Baibo and Gao Yuan listened to Wu Qi and spent 15 minutes to quickly pack their luggage. In July, it was naturally "empty". It saw Wu Qi's return to health. He rushed to Wu Qi's feet in the first place and was hugged by Wu Qi.

Everything is ready, and the two things left are goodbye to Wang Hao and the leader of Chang'an District. Wu Qi specifically knocked on the door of Wang Hao's house. As a result, he was informed by the neighbors of the door that Wang Hao was in charge of duty today and would drive the power armor to patrol.

Wu Qi and Gu Chang once again visited the big account of the camp and officially said goodbye to the elderly. The farewell ended and the two returned to the silver chariot. The silver chariot quickly issued a low engine sound and went straight to the exit of Chang'an District.

Changan District’s export gate is close at hand, and Gu Chang is switching the action mode of the silver chariot to “foot”. Wu Qi sat in the co-pilot and looked through the front window to the distant snowy wilderness.

He has to wait for Wang Hao to come back, meet her and say goodbye and leave.

The silver chariot stopped at the gate of Chang'an District, and there were two guards in the same place. By noon, it was time for the power armor team to return to the camp.

The guard looked down at the pointer of the watch, the hour hand exceeded twelve o'clock, and there was no shadow at the end of the snowy earth.

The entire power armor squad returned all night.

The two guards talked a few words and continued to stand guard. According to the rules of the elderly, the power armor squad must not return late. Once it is late, it means that the attendance squad will encounter a dangerous signal in the wilderness for more than fifteen minutes. There will be a second squad to go to the rescue.

This set of rules has been applied several times, saving the lives of the attendance team members several times. At the beginning of the crisis, Wu Qi was surrounded by large-scale breeding beasts, and the power armor team headed by Chi Yan Changan arrived in time to save their lives.

In the past, one minute and one second, Wu Qi was late to see Wang Hao coming back, inexplicably creating a feeling of uneasiness.

"We set out to go to Wang Hao. If you didn't find it, you will come back again." Wu Qi said to Gu Chang.

Gu Chang is listening to orders, and the control is moving forward. One step at a time, the silver chariot quickly "walked" out of the gates of Chang'an District and stepped into the wilderness of the snow.

A vague shadow appeared at the end of the wilderness, and the shadow moved so fast that it seemed that the snow could not hinder its progress.

Wu Qi suddenly got up, and the obsidian-like eyes contracted and exerted the ultimate vision. The target is outside his range of vision. He can only judge that the target is not a proliferating beast, not a power armor, but a special means of transportation.

Just as Wu Qi suspected that ~lightnovelpub.net~ at the end of the snow, there was a faint scream of earth-shattering, and a black shadow rushed through the sky. Wu Qiyu had a big eye, and he saw the true face of the black shadow flying at high speed.

It was a sharp-shot projectile!

"Hurry to hide!"

Wu Qi is a big man. Gu Chang is trying his best to make all the stops and to drive the evasive action.

Fortunately, the terrain of the snowy road and the foot that had to be used to adapt to the snow just saved the life of the black team. The mechanical foot instantly exerted force, so that the silver chariot panned to the left for 5 meters in the shortest time, and passed the shell of the front.

The earth-shattering b sounds into the eardrum of Wu Qi and others. Wu Qi climbs out of the skylight at the fastest speed and stands in the direction of Chang'an District.

The gate of Chang'an District was razed to the ground by a shell. Under the mushroom cloud rising from the sky, the overwhelming orange-red fire devours everything around it, and the area around the gate of Chang'an District is rolled into a sea of ​​no life!

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