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at sunset.

Dilling leaned against the armored vehicle and carefully opened the can of instant food in his hand.He tried his best to put the can on his chest so that the wind and sand floating around would not pollute the only food.

He quickly ate up the can.

Then he dropped the empty can in his hand, opened the passenger door of the armored vehicle, and jumped in in two or three steps—he seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was wearing a thick protective windbreaker, but his movements were neat and graceful. Dexterous, it didn't even wake up the dozing old man in the driver's seat.

The old man was so tired that he fell asleep, and it was Dilling who kept his vigilance.

Before going out, the old man told Dilling to follow the iron law of life in the motorcade: one person must be left behind to keep vigilant.After all, they are just scavengers, not army combat troops. They don't have enough weapons and ammunition supplies, and they can only survive by being on guard at any time and fleeing at any time.

Said it was a convoy, but the armored car that was still tattered after modification only carried him and the old man.

What puzzled Dilling was that their armored vehicle actually had a serious serial number at the base, D309.

Only civilian convoys that have cooperated with the military will have numbers.

Dilling was an orphan, and the old man was his caretaker.The old man never mentioned the history of the team to him.But, how should I put it, the convoys that can cooperate with the military are all figures in the dungeon—if the old man is really that powerful, how can he be reduced to the point where he relies on scavenging for a living?

The so-called "scavenging" means going deep into ruins or abandoned suburbs to search for leftover materials or anything with technological value.Scavengers are not good at fighting, and are not qualified to take on transportation tasks. Their only function is to go out and wander around like ghosts, and then report some insignificant information outside the city.

Dilling just turned 15 a few days ago, and this was the first time he went out of the city to pick up waste with the old man, and it was also the first time he walked out of the dungeon.

As long as the residents of the underground city have the means to make a living, they are unwilling to go out of the city to pick up waste.Dilling didn't think there was anything wrong with the wild -- no matter how bad the outside world was, it wouldn't be as crowded and cramped as the dungeon.When you look up in the dungeon, you can't see the sky. At the end of your sight, there will only be a whole gray wall of steel.

Di Lin cocked his feet up in the driver's seat, admiring the sunset through the glass of the armored vehicle.

The sun was setting slowly against the horizon, and its scorching temperature kept its outlines in a slight and distorted dance.The yellow sand plain stretches as far as the eye can see, and the wind blows the withered plant roots rolling and rolling on the ground, as if heading for an endless journey.

This is a world that is too empty and silent.

At first, Dilling was also surprised by this vast world.But after a few days of silence, under the endless dome, Dilling began to tie his hands and feet, and sincerely missed the crowd and bustle of the underground city.

Dilling realized a truth.

Humans are so small compared to the earth.You cannot survive without being crowded together.Be it body or mind.

The old man's snoring stopped at some point.He opened his eyes, the dark green pupils contrasted with the pale sideburns, and matched with the frowning expression, revealing a touch of aggression.

"Are you on guard or in a daze?" the old man scolded.

"Be alert. By the way, be in a daze." Dilling replied, "...Isn't this the same thing?"

"I'll be an idiot if I take you out of town next time." The old man started the armored car cursingly, "You're just like those kids, going to work in a food processing factory. Sit down! Take your feet off! Put your seat belt on superior!"

Di Lin obeyed obediently, but he still muttered, "We've been walking for so long, but we haven't encountered anything. This plain was cleared by the military before, so why is it so dangerous?"

"It's not uncommon to have bugs, but it's rare to have people." The old man snorted softly, "Don't underestimate those Zergs. They can hide under the sand for a year or so without eating or drinking."

If they accidentally step into their trap, they will not see the sun of tomorrow.

The first priority is to find a ruin or a bunker to spend the night.

The old man squeezed the steering wheel hard, the exoskeleton equipment on his shoulders rattled, and Dilling's expression became uncomfortable.

Until the last ray of daylight was devoured, night finally came.

The old man and the others still haven't found a place to rest.Most likely to spend the night in the car.

Di Lin suddenly reached out and pulled the old man's clothes, pointing to a certain direction outside the side window: "Old man, what do you think is that?"

The old man glanced in the direction he was pointing.

The desert at night is like a black sea, and the winding dunes are like waves.Behind the overlapping dunes, something seemed to be shining silvery.

Old man: "..."

Dilling didn't get a reply, so he asked again.

Old man: "I've never seen anything like this." It doesn't look like Zerg either.He had never seen a bug that glowed.

Dilling twisted on the seat excitedly: "Let's go and have a look? What if it's something valuable?"

Hearing what he said, the old man wanted to curse again.What kind of treasure can there be in this desert where birds don’t shit, and it’s placed carelessly in the center of the desert, but it still shines? !

But before he could speak, the light of the same color as Xinghui suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

Dilling: "It's not shining...how about we go and see?"

The old man fell silent.

This desert used to be a bustling city, but it was reduced to ruins under the attack of the Zerg. Later, the climate changed due to years of wars, and even the ruins were buried under the yellow sand.

If there is nothing in this desert, scavengers will not come here in groups.It's not that no one has picked up a rare treasure, but the old man feels that he will not have such luck.

"Well, let's drive over and take a look with the night vision binoculars. If there is nothing, then leave immediately." Dilling proposed a compromise.

This time the old man agreed.

They drove to a place with slightly higher terrain. Dilling took out night vision glasses from the storage box and put them on his head. Then he lowered the glass window and leaned out most of his body to look at the previously glowing sand.

At first he saw nothing.

Later, even the old man could see changes in the sand even without night-vision eyes.

A large silver pattern suddenly lit up, and the liquid light flowed along following a certain pattern. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it concentrated the brilliance of the galaxy in the sky.Afterwards, those rays of light climbed upwards, forming a phantom, which became a square door.

Then, the door opened silently, and a person stepped out from inside—as if crossing from one world to another.

Dilling subconsciously breathed lightly, and carefully adjusted the parameters of the night vision goggles, trying to see what that person looked like.

The first thing that caught my eye was a piece of long silver hair.Dilling had never seen hair color like that.Unlike the guys at the base who dyed their hair colorful with dye.Every strand of that person's hair was glowing with the color of moonlight, and it looked purely natural at first glance.

However, the one under observation seemed to have discovered Dilling's existence.

He turned around.So Dilling could see clearly his face and those dark blue eyes as deep and clear as the sea.

Dilling had never seen the sea, but he had seen pictures of the sea in the projection room in the dungeon.The color of the sea is probably like this.The first time he faced that magnificent and serene color, he was speechless for a moment.But now, he was naturally overwhelmed by the beauty of those eyes.

"—"

The person in the night vision goggles raised a hand and waved at him, seeming to be shouting something.

It's a pity that they were too far away, and the night wind whimpered again, blowing away his voice.

"What is he talking about?" Dilling asked subconsciously, but no one answered him, so he shouted loudly in that direction, "What are you talking about? We can't hear—"

The old man: "What are you shouting for? You dare to open your mouth and shout without knowing anything!"

"Don't be so rigid, old man. That's obviously a human being. He's just a little bit prettier, and at most he's an alien." Dilling said, "Don't interrupt me, he's shouting at us. But too It’s too far away. Ah, if I adjust the parameters of the night vision goggles, maybe I can see the shape of his mouth clearly..."

The shape of the mouth is barely visible.

Di Lin stumbled and read out: "Cross...quick...quick, run."

"Run?"

This word finally came out clearly from between Dilling's lips.

Almost at the same moment, the old man looked in the rearview mirror subconsciously, and in the dim night, he saw a round eye——yellow eye film, and the black vertical pupil contracted to the size of a needle. Zooming in extremely fast, it became a vertical oval.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sharp sound of insects above the head.The high-frequency chirping caused the communication device in the armored vehicle to short-circuit instantly, and sparks and glass fragments exploded together. With a "bang", the metal wall above the head was lifted open like a can.

A huge bug lay quietly on top of their heads.

It's Zerg!The Zerg woke up from the sand and climbed onto the roof of the cab without a sound!

"old--"

Before Dilling could scream, the sickle-like black foot blade penetrated the steel armored car door at a speed beyond human reaction, and inserted into the old man's flank along an arc-shaped trajectory.

The foot blades of the Zerg pierced through the flesh and blood of humans like a knife cutting paper, and only made a dull sound that couldn't be more subtle.

The old man stepped on the gas pedal and turned the steering wheel almost the moment he was attacked.The armored vehicle jerked its head like a stabbed Mustang, knocking the Zerg, about two feet tall, aside.

Dilling looked at the old man's bloody lower abdomen: "Your injury—"

"Hurry up and take out the armor-piercing projectile and aim at the mouthparts! Quick!" the old man shouted.

Adult Zerg has a very hard shell, and fire attacks below the level of armor-piercing bullets cannot disable it.The mouthparts are the Zerg's weakness.

What the old man didn't say was that Dilling only had one chance.

Zerg can fly.At the current speed of both sides, if Dilling missed a hit, the Zerg would bite off their heads before the next cannonball was fired.

Dilling hurriedly climbed out of the seat, found the armor-piercing bullets from the ammunition box behind the chair, and quickly assembled them.Using the back of the chair as a fulcrum, he pointed the muzzle at the black bug.

The Zerg roared in their direction, sticking out its long black mouthparts.

Dilling put the auxiliary sight close to his eyes, and the aiming system was rapidly estimating the trajectory and impact point of the armor-piercing gun.Normally, it only takes two seconds for the system to complete the calculation, but within these two seconds, the elytra on the Zerg's back split open, revealing black wings, and they soared into the air, and they were about to pounce on them.

Dilling was startled, and subconsciously leaned back. Before he could calibrate again, he heard a "beep", a burst of blue light flashed on the screen of the sight, and the armor-piercing gun in his hand was automatically fired. The powerful recoil It knocked him down in an instant.

...this is the end!Dilling gasped.

However, what is surprising is that after the armor-piercing projectile was fired, it collided with the Zerg rushing into the sky with a strange arc.

There was a loud noise, and even the armored vehicle was bumped twice. The pungent burning smell exploded in the sky, and the fragments of Zerg corpses mixed with cold blood fell like rain, hitting the faces of the grandpa and grandson.

Old man: "..."

Dilling: "..."

They looked at each other in blank dismay, silent for a long time, the old man laughed first.

The old man laughed very hard, as if he was going to use up all his remaining strength: "Good boy, good luck!"

Dilling sat slumped in the cab, and there was still a buzzing noise in his ears.When he finally came back to his senses, the ventricles sent warm blood to the cold hands and feet again, he hesitated and said: "...I didn't seem to do that just now."

At the moment of his hesitation, who should have controlled the firing system of the armor-piercing cannon.

Di Lin raised his head and suddenly remembered that the old man was seriously injured.He raised his head suddenly, and found that the old man's lips were already frothing, and the blood stained his blue shirt darkly.

Di Lin rushed over in a panic to cover the old man's wound, only to find that the old man was already unconscious.

Dilling briefly bandaged the old man's wound, and got out of the car to find the medicine box in the on-board warehouse. He remembered that there were needles and threads needed for sutures, as well as some disinfectant, blood coagulant and cardiotonic in it.But what broke him down was that most of the contents of the armored vehicle were scattered in the sand due to the collision with the Zerg just now.Even with the help of night vision goggles, he couldn't tell where the medicine kit had been dropped.

rustle.Someone walked to his side on the soft sand.

Di Lin raised his head with reddened eyes, and saw the face he had glimpsed once.

Long silver hair, dark blue eyes.His beauty deserves to be piled up with all the beautiful words in the history of human civilization.Standing between the cold moonlight and the endless desert, he is more like a visitor from another world.

"...You were the one who controlled the launch system and killed that bug just now, right?" Di Lin knelt on the ground with tears in his eyes, "You saved me once, and you can save my grandpa again. .....right?"

Dilling rarely used the title "Grandpa" to call the old man.Because the old man has a withdrawn personality, he always emphasizes that Dilling is not his own grandson, but an orphan he picked up from somewhere, so Dilling usually refuses to call him by that kind of intimate title.

But now, Dilling still calls out the word "Grandpa".

The silver-haired man hesitated for a moment, his facial features were soft, and no one who had seen his face thought he would die.

But he finally shook his head and said softly:

"I'm very sorry."

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