【Summer Five】Iron City Wall

After explaining the affairs of the military department, Wutiao immediately drove to the outpost.This observation station, which is [-] kilometers away from the city wall, is located north of furnaces No. [-] and No. [-]. Even if the whole process is unimpeded, it will take nearly two hours.Not far from the city center, he ordered the AI ​​to drive automatically, and he turned to open the car panel, and began to manually adjust various parameters after a long absence—in order to adapt to the ultra-low temperature environment of the snow field.

This is why Zeppelin-Trailblazers are expensive and limited editions: not only big brands and limited purchases, but more emphasis on adaptability and combat capabilities in all-weather terrain.Its core power is a new type of energy that has been refined by researchers in the second area for many years, and it is not easy to extinguish in low temperature conditions.

"If Ye Xiao gets in touch, forward it directly to Huiyuan or Qihai." He instructed, "Don't put anything in it except the newsletter from the headquarters and the outpost..." After a pause, "Jie is not included."

The AI ​​with the same name responded, transferred the automatically filtered calls to the two officers of Ye Xiao-I, and continued to drive towards the established route.Wujo hasn't messed with the combat function of this off-road vehicle for a long time. It took a few minutes to get used to it, and gradually he found the feeling. He became more proficient in truncating, cutting, and interweaving the existing programs into completely different programs.

During this period, the terminal kept ringing endlessly—even though almost all calls were blocked, text messages from the military headquarters were sent one after another, and the short prompt tone that only rang once became a long ringtone.Don't even look at the five articles, just do what you are doing, let the AI ​​read out the important text messages, and then use voice input to reply to those anxious guys.

It's not that he doesn't want to take care of things, but that someone must go to the outpost for real-time monitoring and accurately transmit the information without time lag to the central commander, so that he can fully grasp the dynamic index of the fantasy species' involvement in the defense line.Looking around, although the entire military department is full of talents, the only ones that can face a huge number of military-level phantoms without fear are the Night Owl troops. The only ones that are worth five are themselves.

Therefore, when he bid farewell to Mordrian, he thought up a plan, went to the outpost alone to receive information, and then slowly discussed the next countermeasures.

About half an hour later, the cross-country had arrived at the checkpoint on the city wall, and several soldiers waiting in battle to verify their identities watched the vehicle go away with admiring eyes.The tall and majestic shadow of the iron city wall was just above the head. Wu Tiao looked out of the window and saw that he was being sheltered by the iron gray barrier just a short distance away, like a lantern-carrier leaning over to watch in the wind and snow.

He moved his index finger lightly, and the two wires were brazenly connected, and sparks flew out.The moment the power is turned on, the whole off-road vehicle is shaking, the engine adapts to the overturned and twisted bearings, the gears mesh with each other in completely different directions, and then drives slowly with the support of fuel.The interior of the car quickly began to heat up, and the silver-white line carvings on the streamlined body that were originally decorative were filled with crystal blue light, spreading around as if alive, like an avant-garde hippie windbreaker.

"It's time to go." He breathed out lightly, and it was hard to ignore the excitement in his heart.At the end of the throttle, the off-road roared and sped out, rolled the snow across the gate, and plunged into the wind and snow.

The noise was completely annihilated at that moment, as if the trachea had been cut off.Wujo raised his eyes, only the vast frozen ground remained in his field of vision.

He was in the lifeless snow field.

The doors and windows are completely blocked, and the stored gas is circulated and discharged, and the carbon dioxide exhaled from the lungs is filtered by the engine, and then converted into oxygen.Wujo snapped a few buttons on the dashboard at the moment when the four-wheel drive jumped up, and the mechanical body behind the tires turned immediately, putting the fragile land tires into the bottom and replacing them with specialized tracks suitable for snowy fields.

The protective gear of the tactical eyepiece is also at the highest position, which firmly protects Wujo's eyes, preventing him from being blinded by the light comparable to looking directly at the sun.

The snowfield is vast, and the undulating terrain splits the skyline into thousands of pieces. Even the clouds are clean, and there are faint traces of pure white gas passing through the sky.While looking beautiful in the world's best off-road vehicle, it's hard to realize that this area is a silent wasteland where no one has survived.

Wujo continued to step on the accelerator, regardless of the damage to the vehicle.The severe cold beyond minus Baidu invaded the car body, but it still failed to disintegrate the stubborn custom tires.He didn't wear protective clothing either, he just took one symbolically and hung it on his back when he remembered it, but he forgot about it after a while, and just followed the map drawn by the military all the way forward to reach the outpost at the front line.

This lighthouse-like building is very recognizable.The only bit of gold in the whiteness everywhere comes from the special paint painted on the wall tiles. It is said that it contains the temperature of stars and can burn for hundreds of years in extreme cold.Wutiao never believed it, but when he raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of this brilliant gold in the vast white snow, he felt kind instinctively after all.

"You are here!" The messenger who received the notification went out to greet him in protective clothing, and guided the AI ​​to drive the car into the underground base. "This way please."

The dark ground below the lighthouse cracked open, revealing a long tunnel full of indicator lights.This road leads directly to the ground, and if you drive in, you will be officially at the outpost base.

After parking the car in the base full of weapons, Wujo opened the door to test the temperature.The base has always maintained a comfortable temperature of 24 degrees Celsius, so he took off his casual windbreaker and put it on his arm, and got out of the car with all the materials and storage boxes.Wang Peng, the person in charge of the sentry who had been waiting early, came up to salute, stomped his military boots vigorously, "I have seen the major general!"

Wutiao waved his hand to let him not be restrained, and communicated with him about the current situation while walking to the main control room.Wang Peng is a man of yellow race in his forties, tall and burly, with a crisp conversation, and a firm spirit in his gestures. He is indeed an iron-blooded soldier who has been stationed at the front line all the year round.He is an officer and a colonel, and he introduced himself as having been on the sentry post for 22 years, and he knows the way the base works like the back of his hand, so he speaks in a leisurely manner, exactly the type of person most needed in a tense situation.

The outpost is similar to the military headquarters. No matter where you go, there are countless pairs of busy shoes running around. The air is full of buzzing instruments and reports, as if the whole lighthouse is a breathing and digesting body. Living creatures rely on these soldiers who work day and night to absorb nutrients to resist the cold winter far away from human society.

"I'll be in charge of establishing a stable communication network with the headquarters." Entering the main control room, Gojo looked around the well-equipped busy hall, "I have to trouble your subordinates to cooperate as much as possible."

Wang Peng had no objection, and directly asked the officer on the main post to make room for Wutiao.The soldier was a little dazed at first, but when he saw the five badges on the inner lining, he couldn't close his mouth immediately. He pointed forward and stammered, "Ye, Ye Xiao?"

He couldn't control his voice, and the two broken words seemed to spread throughout the hall, pulling all the staff who were busy in front of the screen over.Those cold and numb eyes that have been isolated from society for many years lit up one after another, sparks sparked the moment they saw Wutiao, as if a handful of loose firewood had been thrown into a damp and cold sewer, and sparks were splashing everywhere.

And so the dark wet wood burned too, too bright for night and despair.They stared at Wutiao for a long time, not even looking at the screen. They only knew to look up at the silver-haired major general in those short and long minutes, as if he was a believer who came to spread relief.

Although Wu Tiao couldn't empathize with them, he still understood the thoughts of these people.He knew that in theory people living in isolation tended to become withdrawn and difficult to communicate with, and that was true of the hundreds of people in the Outpost.They immerse themselves in observation day and night, and are always on guard against the phantom species outside the human defense line, for fear that one day they will open their eyes and stare at the ugly and deformed monsters.

Therefore, proper encouragement is very important.

"The war is imminent, please think carefully." Wutiao naturally stood on the main console, "Our responsibilities and missions have always been before individuals, and the Iron City Wall has paid for it for decades. It is definitely not a bunch of waste. There is no mercy in wars between men, no matter if you die today or tomorrow, the end cannot be avoided, it is better to let the other party pay the price and then find a place to bury yourself..."

The people in the audience were at a loss, and the people on the stage swallowed the words that followed.Wutiao and Wang Peng looked at each other, seeing the obvious surprise in each other's eyes, and suddenly lost their temper.

Ah, I'm such a poor speaker.

Facing the pairs of eagerly expecting eyes, Wutiao sighed in his heart, and felt a little bit of bitterness belatedly.Is this how Jay feels about me?He couldn't help thinking, resistant to communication, heartless, like an indifferent fool.

Cleverness doesn't work in every situation, like now; but Gojo suddenly has a heart to want the group to laugh, so he does.

"In short, this winter is not as long as expected." The major general opened the terminal, "Close your eyes for a few days and add some entertainment, and it will pass. To show your sincerity, you can have 10 minutes to 'torture' the commander-in-chief. "

The people below were confused by his incoherent way of speaking, but they soon had no time to think about it—because Wutiao made a video call to Admiral Mordrian.The old man saw that Wutiao called himself for the first time, thinking that the sky had been poked a hole, and he answered the phone only halfway through the meal.Unexpectedly, hundreds of faces popped up on the screen, all of them were surprised.

"It's true... Admiral Mordrian!" I don't know who spoke first, and the soldiers were boiling: As a hero who retired from the night owl honorably and became a marshal all the way, Modrian is definitely a household name in the iron city wall war hero.Being able to see him alive, this group of soldiers who were left on the front line for ten days and a half months and could not return home immediately rushed to greet him, their enthusiasm almost broke the screen, and turned the old general who was sitting in the office upside down .

Hearing the old man's surprise-filled words, Wutiao sneaked out the door and made a "please" gesture to Wang Peng who was giggling beside him.The person in charge of the outpost rarely looked relaxed, so he let him run up the stairs and stop in front of the French windows in the aisle on the second floor.

The glass with ten-sided protective coating renders the snowfield into a polarized cold blue, the wind blows back, and the gray and depressing clouds appear faintly in the sky.Wutiao took out another terminal, just in time to see a dozen missed calls in the call log.

He withdrew his idle look a moment ago, and slowly touched the screen with his fingertips, as if he was touching the other party through that number.The gray line at the end of the field of vision became clearer, the sky seemed to be divided into two, and the truncated plane drooped abruptly, turning over to the right angle of the snow field.

Wujo understood something at that moment.He didn't hesitate anymore, and quickly dialed the phone.

There was a "di" sound, and within two seconds, the other party answered.Xia You covered his head and covered his face, "Wu, what are you doing? Why did you block my number?"

Wujo thought that I had left you alone, looked down, and found that the signal had been cut off since entering the outpost base, and it was not restored until the main control room circuit was connected. "Sorry, signal problem." He rarely explained, "What's the matter?"

The other end was silent for a while, and the voice sounded at the same time as the approaching dark tide on the horizon. "You're not in the first district," Xia You said quickly, "Outside the city wall? An outpost? When it's so dangerous..."

"You forgot my job?" Wujo laughed, his eyes fixed on the gray shadow that was getting closer and closer to the outpost, "The night owl was originally a special slaughter knife for dealing with phantom species, and we will naturally be the first when war breaks out." on top."

But he didn't notice that Xia You was obviously not a person who put the cart before the horse to this extent.He will make five phone calls in a hurry, which can only mean that the situation has developed to the point where it cannot be handled.

Then, Wujo heard a huge earthquake on the ground under his feet, running and arguing upstairs and downstairs, siren buzzing and noisy noise from the microphone side.At first, he thought it was just an electrical sound, but when Xia You suddenly quieted down, the noise that was squeezed out of the earpiece through the electrical signal was so crowded and shrill that it could tear the eardrum.

It was the screams of the residents.

As a result, the heart stopped suddenly like a wrong beat, the air pressure in the chest cavity rose sharply, and Wutiao had difficulty breathing for a while.The shadow that had been lingering for ten years collapsed again, he opened his mouth and called out almost speechlessly: "Jie..."

Fortunately, he got an immediate response.

"I'm fine, Wu, I'm fine." Xia You seemed to be aware of his conditioned uneasiness, and his tone was hurried, but he was always calm and calm, "Half an hour ago there was a flying science fiction invasion, and the magnetic field of the boundary marker slowed down. A few heads. The military didn’t seem to expect to be attacked so unexpectedly, but the large-scale attack has not yet started, and the magnetic field has blocked the flight department behind, and the damaged area will not continue to expand in a short time.”

Wujo breathed a sigh of relief.He was distracted listening to the sharp alarm bell on the outpost, and found that his whole body was cold, and even his fingertips were shaking violently. PTSD has been a knot in his heart for many years. Now he can understand his crux with just one glance, and he listens more deeply to Xia You's words, so as to absorb the temperature that warms his limbs and bones.

The turbulent "dark tide" on the horizon—perhaps it should be called a phantasmagoric wave—gradually encroached on the snow field, swallowing up the day and the earth at the same time.Hearing Xia You's gradually steady breathing, Wujo suddenly said, "Jie, do you know?"

Xia You was whispering to a few students who were buried by the landslide, when he heard this, he subconsciously asked, "What?"

Shouts of "enemy attack" sounded from inside the lighthouse.Those fiery tormenting sounds ignited everyone's foothold, and they were about to join hands with the frozen soil to destroy the fertile soil where new sprouts were born.Wutiao put on the cold-proof clothes, tapped the military emblem, and let the golden light cooperate with the nanomaterials to shrink and climb to form a sufficiently hard armor.

He stepped out of the corridor, and the panicked sentry rushed towards him.The soldiers ran and shouted, tried their best to dispatch resources, and returned the information refreshed every second to the headquarters through the fast channel just established.

"I love you." He smiled softly, "Don't die casually."

The flames of war raged, and the phone was hung up silently.