Rebirth after the apocalypse: I create a new world with space!

Shi Xinxin walked forward lightly, her lively eyes twinkling with satisfaction, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she whispered with some anticipation:

"Yes, they have suffered a lot along the way, and have gone through countless difficulties and obstacles. They almost died several times. Now they finally have a glimmer of hope. I believe that with their tenacity, they will definitely be able to reach the Jinling base smoothly."

As she spoke, she unconsciously raised her head, her gaze seemed to penetrate numerous obstacles as she looked towards the distant direction of Jinling, her eyes full of expectation.

Chu Yuanqing's face was tense and solemn. He nodded vigorously and took over the conversation in a low and firm voice:

"That's right. Next, we have to keep working hard. There are still more people waiting for us to save and give them hope of life."

After saying this, he clenched his fist slightly, and the veins on his arms bulged faintly, showing the firm determination in his heart.

At this moment, the four people's eyes met. The determination and courage in their eyes were like flames dancing in the dark night, which could not be extinguished.

They looked at each other, and without saying anything, they could read the other's determination to never give in from their eyes.

Their figures standing in this desolate world appear particularly tall, as if they are lighthouses in the end times, pointing the way for those struggling in the darkness.

On that desolate land, the wind whistled past with sand and dust, but it could not shake their rock-like figures at all.

Not far away, members of the Fire Team were boarding the bus quickly and orderly.

They moved swiftly and efficiently, packing up their equipment and checking their weapons. Each movement was clean and neat, and completed in one go.

Some team members swiftly threw their backpacks onto their shoulders, fastened the buckles expertly, and did not forget to tug hard to ensure that the backpacks were secure.

Some of them wiped the guns carefully, fiddling with the parts with their fingers nimbly, with their eyes focused and serious, not missing any possible hidden dangers.

Other team members cooperated with each other, passing various supplies, and exchanged a few brief words in their calm and capable voices.

The whole process was orderly, showing the style of a well-trained elite team and exuding a reassuring professionalism.

Li Luo looked at his teammates quietly, his heart was like the surface of a lake blown by the wind, with ripples forming.

She folded her arms, tilted her head slightly, her eyes full of relief and emotion.

She knew that in this dangerous apocalypse, these teammates were the strongest backing and the force that supported each other in this mess.

The road ahead seems to be covered by thick fog, and the danger is like a wild beast hiding in the dark, which may pounce at any time.

The fog was so thick that it seemed like it could squeeze out water, making it impossible to see what was hidden in front.

But they did not hesitate at all. The fire of justice in their hearts was burning fiercely, burning the fear and confusion into ashes, illuminating the path they wanted to take.

Every step they took was carried with a determination to burn their boats, and they paved their way to a path of hope on this dead and silent land.

Li Luo took a deep breath and straightened his back, like a general about to charge into battle, with his head held high and his chest puffed out, his eyes scanning the front sharply.

"Let's go, it's time for us to embark on a new journey."

The voice echoed in the empty wilderness with an unquestionable majesty, as if it could break through the haze of the end of the world.

Behind them, Lu Jingcheng, Shi Xinxin, Chu Yuanqing and the members of the Fiery Team followed closely, and the team was as neat as a sharp sword.

Their backs are tall and strong, and each of them has his spine straight, revealing a heroic spirit of facing death with indifference.

It is like a painting drawn with courage and perseverance, engraved on the ruins of the end of the world, becoming a bright ray of hope in the dark world, bringing a little warmth and vitality to this lifeless end of the world.

However, Li Luo and the others did not know at this time that the "Youlong Gang" that the survivors hated so much and cursed whenever they mentioned it was the bad guys who had caused trouble for them twice before and made them suffer a lot.

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The lair of the Youlong Gang is hidden in the deep mountains in the eastern suburbs of T City.

The terrain of this place is very dangerous. Two mountains are like two giants sandwiching it in the middle. The surrounding peaks are high and steep, with rocks piled up in a mess. There is only a narrow path winding to the outside, like a snake hiding in the grass.

The path was so narrow that only one person could pass through, and there were steep cliffs on both sides. If someone tried to attack from here, any rocks thrown down from above would be enough to smash the person's head and cause a bloody scene.

This terrain makes it difficult for outsiders to find their lair. If someone comes to attack and blocks the path, it will be like "one man guarding the pass against ten thousand men". The [Youlong Gang] relies on this terrain to do evil and are very arrogant.

The trees surrounding the stronghold grew densely, with thorns everywhere. The branches and leaves of the big trees almost covered the sky. Looking down from the sky, their stronghold could not be seen at all.

The whole forest was filled with an eerie atmosphere.

This woods provided a good place for them to hide traps and place secret sentries. There were dangers everywhere, making it difficult to guard against.

They dug a number of pits in the woods, cleverly camouflaged them with branches and leaves. They could not be found without careful observation. Once someone stepped on them, they would instantly fall into the pits and be stabbed by the sharp wooden stakes underneath.

There are also trip wires set up in some places, connected to the mechanisms nearby. Once triggered, hidden weapons will be shot out, leaving people nowhere to hide.

There is a valley in front of the stronghold. It looks quite open, but it is actually full of traps.

The valley was filled with a tangle of barbed wire, one connected to another, very densely and high enough to guard the stronghold like an iron cage.

The barbed wire was thick and hard, and you could feel a chill when you touched it. If you wanted to break through it by force, you would definitely be cut and bleed.

Many traps were dug around the barbed wire, including spike traps, deep pit traps, etc., with sharp wooden stakes and iron nails inserted inside, covered with grass and leaves, blending in with the surrounding environment.

Those sharp wooden stakes were sharpened to pointed points, with cold light flashing at the tips, as if silently telling of their lethality.

On the hillsides on both sides of the valley, the [Youlong Gang] also built a number of watchtowers and patrol routes.

The guards in the watchtower were staring around, holding binoculars and weapons in their hands. Their eyes were cold and as fierce as wolves, and they would not let go of any movement.

They stood on the tall watchtower with a broad view, able to take in the entire situation around the valley.

The patrolling guards walked quietly in the woods in groups of two, with brisk and careful steps, the guns in their hands flashing in the dark, like ghosts, and they would immediately launch an attack if they spotted anyone approaching the stronghold.