Become a legend in the interstellar

Chapter 440

Leaving the worm nest, the fresh air blows in the face, and the wind is refreshing and cold, which makes people feel refreshed.

Inside the worm nest, the dark, humid place full of rancid smell is really not a place for normal people to stay.

"rustle……"

The bearded Sergey stepped hard on the ice and snow on the ground outside, and rubbed it a few times, trying to wipe off the insect nest substance contaminated on the soles of his feet. He didn't want to return to the station with the breath of insect nests.

"Huh, it's finally out!"

Little Peter also grabbed a handful of fairly clean snow, rubbed his thin cheeks, then raised his face, took a few deep breaths of fresh air, with a contented smile on the corner of his mouth.

Behind him, there was a sharp fang like a machete on his back, which gave him a different temperament.

"I, Peter Kerzlov, am also the man who broke through the worm's nest!" Little Peter shook his fist vigorously, "Even Alexander has no such experience, little Maria will definitely fall in love with me!"

"Haha, little Peter, did you gain a lot this time?" the liaison officer in the team asked with a smile.

"See what's on my back?"

Little Peter said proudly: "This is the fang of the lord creature, and it is the most powerful one. There is only one in the entire hive, and there will be no second one in the future!"

"Did you kill the Hive Lord?" another team member asked.

"No, just let them restrain themselves, and warn them not to attack humans again..."

Sergey laughed, with a rough voice, and on the way back, he told many team members what happened in the worm nest.

"After we entered the worm nest, we saw countless worms... At that time, the masked friend just said a word..."

From the eyes of ordinary people, what happened in the worm nest is really unbelievable. If it gets out, it will definitely cause an uproar, and even make many people doubt Su Xia's true identity—whether he has been parasitized by the zerg ?
If he hadn't been parasitized by a high-level parasite, how could he have made the bugs back with just one word?
But Sergey knew that Susha would not mind these suspicions, so he spoke out.

If Su Xia minded, they would not be allowed to shoot videos in the worm's nest before, because the videos were to be handed over to Xiongcheng, and they might become educational materials for Xiongcheng in the future.

Although Sergey looks rough, but his mind is quite careful.

He is not the kind of person who is brave and foolhardy, otherwise he would not be the captain.

Su Xia really doesn't mind. There are already too many speculations surrounding his identity, such as ghosts, undead, messengers of death, mechanical biological experiments, Iron Fist Golden Wolf clone, etc. It doesn't matter if there is another parasite identity.

After Sergey finished speaking, the eyes of the other 26 team members widened, and they looked at Susha with shocked expressions.

"Just one sentence made the swarm retreat?"

"Oh my god, is this a powerful performance?"

"I can already think of such a picture, the mask friend is really amazing..."

On the way, Little Peter also took out the video materials he took to prove that Sergey did not tell lies.

When you open the video, you can see that Su Xia is walking alone in front of her, strolling in the garden, without rushing, and avoiding all kinds of changes in the places she passes, like a god walking in troubled times.

Everyone who saw the video was even more shocked. They all stretched their necks, their eyes were bulging, and they didn't want to miss any video images.

The entire return journey was filled with all kinds of exclamations and praises.

"Oh, this is really incredible!"

"As expected of a masked friend!"

Everyone rushed to watch the video, so engrossed in watching it that they even forgot that they were still high in the sky, and someone almost fell off the metal plate.

Su Xia was silent. These people's words were very unreserved, and they praised him from various angles along the way.

He rarely heard so many straightforward compliments, and he didn't know how to answer. He could only smile at each other: "It's nothing, it's simple to operate, don't be surprised..."

Not long after, everyone returned to the abandoned town.

The city bugs have retreated.

Before leaving, those bugs did not forget to take away the densely packed corpses, or food, on the streets in the city center, leaving only bloodstains like stains one after another.

The remaining blood stains, as well as the densely packed craters and claw marks on the streets and buildings, are like a silent documentary, telling the tragic war that took place here before.

"I'm finally back, today's task is considered complete!"

"Fortunately, I have a friend with a mask!"

"Rest for a while, and then go back to the station. Be sure to treat your masked friends well!"

After returning to the building, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, resting on the spot, or lying down, or leaning against the wall, slowly recovering their strength.

Sergey leaned against the window, took out a small iron jug, laughed, took two sips, and said, "Mask friend, thank you so much for today!"

"You're welcome, I'm waiting for your sumptuous dinner." Su Xia smiled.

"Haha, don't worry, it will be very rich!"

In the distance, the sun has already slanted to the west, and the warm sunlight penetrates through the dense tree branches, leaving a crimson in the blood-stained jungle.

The sun after the war seemed extraordinarily warm.

After a break, Sergey told Susha about the purpose of their operation today.

They are indeed looking for weapons and supplies, and do not live in this city. The target of this kind of city is too big, it is not convenient to operate secretly, and it is easy to be discovered by the patrolling troops of the machine race.

"On this snow-covered plain, there are hundreds of small cities like this, all of which were built decades ago. The specifications of each city are similar. Basically, there are air-raid shelters extending in all directions underground in the city, and there are a lot of military facilities. Supplies..."

Sergey patted the ammunition box next to him with his big hand, and his rough cheeks were full of smiles.

The materials stored in such a city alone are enough to support a small-scale war.

The materials stored underground in hundreds of cities, together, are enough to allow them to launch a huge subversive war.

"Although these weapons are decades ago, they are still usable and well preserved." Sergey elaborated.

The earliest ammunition box, you can see the number and date 70 years ago, even if it is the most recent, it is 30 to [-] years old.

There is no difference between the bullets produced decades ago and the bullets produced now, both can kill people, and both can punch a blood hole in the body.

They don't dislike old weapons, as long as they are useful.

As a native, Sergey confirmed those rumors for Susha.

"It is said that there are no people in these cities?" Su Xia asked.

"Yes, such a small city was built for the World War, in order to transfer the residents of the big city during the war, disperse them throughout the northern Great Plains, and preserve the vitality... Usually no one will live here... "

This small city exists only for war.

At the beginning, there was indeed a huge northern empire here, dominating the northern part of the entire continent, with an unimaginably vast area.

The military supplies stored underground in the city were all stored by the huge empire back then. It was originally to prevent the civil war of the human race, but later it ran into the machine race.

"The underground reserves in these cities have not had time to be used, and the entire empire has fallen." Andrew sighed. He was a witness to the annihilated battle that year.

"Fortunately, the mechanical race is not clear about the specific conditions of these cities, which leaves us with opportunities."

The weapons and ammunition in the box are all manufactured according to the highest standards of the year.

The gun body is even mixed with rare metals, which is durable and of high quality, far better than those weapons made of ordinary metals in small handicraft workshops in the Oasis Camp.

To be honest, in the entire oasis camp, the quality of weapons used by Susha's North Wind Organization may only be considered high-quality. Those weapons were carefully selected by Susha, and many of them were produced by Anluo Company. Standard-standard weapons are not products of small workshops.

"This is the advantage of Bear City. We don't lack weapons and ammunition." Sergey said that if you don't have any weapons, you can find a city and dig underground, and you can dig out piles of weapons and ammunition boxes.

Even the current Lord of Bear City doesn't know...how many weapons and ammunitions were buried in the northern plains in that huge empire back then?
"Mask friend, what you see now, the ammunition boxes we piled up in this building are just a very small part of the air-raid shelter under our building, maybe not even one percent." Sergey said with a smile .

"understood."

Su Xia used her ability to sense the existence of a large amount of metal underground in the city.

The underground of the entire city is empty, and there are air-raid shelters extending in all directions. The scale of the underground is even larger than the ground, which is amazing.

Sergey looked up and took a sip of the wine in the iron pot, touched his mouth, and continued: "Today's mission went smoothly. We found the city and a large number of weapons stored in the ground, but I didn't expect it to happen." When you meet bugs... If you knew you were going to meet bugs, you shouldn't have brought little Peter out."

"Is Little Peter's identity very special?" Su Xia asked casually.

"His father is the current Lord of Bear City." Sergey didn't hide anything, telling the truth.

"He has such an identity, why is he in your team?"

A team like Sergey's has been operating on the snow-covered wasteland all year round, carrying out various tasks, and will encounter danger sooner or later.

Even if you don't encounter it today, you will in the future.

It just happened to be rescued by Su Xia today, so it may not be such good luck next time.

As the son of the lord of the city, with a noble status, little Peter should have studied hard in the city and completed his studies. He should not have come out to take risks at his young age.

"He applied for it himself, and the city lord agreed. Let us give him the treatment of an ordinary soldier."

Sergey suddenly sighed and said, "In special times, everyone will die. In the face of death, everything is equal."

"I see."

Su Xia could tell that the rest of the team took good care of little Peter, and often gave him advice, and thought of little Peter first if they had merit.

He himself probably didn't want to enjoy the privileges as the son of the city lord, but wanted to go back with a whole body of honor.

"Why is little Peter so thin?" Su Xia asked another question. As the son of the city lord, even if he doesn't have privileges, he should have enough food, right?
According to the system, Little Peter is already 17 years old, but he only looks [-] or [-] years old.

"Well, most of the young people of their generation are like this." Sergey explained the reason.

The war has affected a whole generation, and the generation that grew up in the flames of war is very miserable. Many people's childhood memories are rumbling guns and displacement.

Food is scarce, living supplies are scarce, and many children are malnourished.

Such problems, even after the establishment of Bear City, have not been better resolved.

In order to get enough food, Bear City went through several twists and turns, and even encountered deception by other human gathering places.

"Damn Lion City, when we exchanged grain with us for ordnance supplies, we sent them all the best supplies, but the grain they brought over was all moldy and rotten!" Sergey talked about what happened that year Still resentful to this day.

"Is there such a thing?"

"Oh, we didn't expect it either." Sergey said helplessly, "At that time, we almost fought with Lion City, but the people in charge of several other gathering places persuaded us to put the human race first and stop the civil war. This kind of thing is suppressed."

They have suffered a lot, and basically stepped on all the pits they could step on, which made the first few years of Xiongcheng quite miserable.

Many of them are hidden losses, and there is unspeakable suffering after eating. As long as the other party occupies the righteousness and uses the unity of the human race as an excuse to occupy the moral high ground, they have nothing to do.

"Let's not talk about this, let's go back to the station." Andrew changed the subject, with a smile on his face again, and said, "I still owe the mask friend a sumptuous dinner, so we can't delay!"

Everyone had almost rested, and it was time to return to the station.

In the distance, the sun on the horizon slanted a few degrees to the west, and it was not far from evening.

The group packed up their equipment and things, left this small abandoned city, and entered the dense birch forest.

The snowflakes in the air are still floating, scattered and crystal clear under the warm yellow sun.

To save time, Su Xia took everyone to fly again at a moderate speed, shuttling among the straight birch trees.

This time, there is no threat of bugs, and everyone can enjoy the scenery along the way.

"I have lived here for so many years, and this is the first time I have seriously looked at this land from such a perspective." Sergey sighed with emotion.

"This is what it feels like to fly..."

Little Peter stretched out his hands, opened his arms, his immature cheeks were full of smiles, the snow flew through his fingers, and his pale golden hair fluttered freely in the wind.

The liaison officer in the team took out an old harmonica, with a smile on his face, and played it gently in the wind with a melodious sound.

The sky is getting darker, time is passing, the sun is setting, and the evening wind is softening.

Sergey's station is in a river valley, built on the banks of flowing water, and it is the No. 19 contact point for the outside world of Bear City, and more than a dozen teams are temporarily stationed here.

In the evening, smoke rises from the riverside, and the smell of human fireworks wafts across the vast snowfield.

At the same time, the specific process of Sergey's mission today also drifted to the more distant Bear City like the wind.

(End of this chapter)