A Journey of American Comics Starting from the Zombie Universe

Chapter 646

With a dignity that could not be ignored, Bai Ye slowly stepped into the desolate battlefield made of robot wreckage. The afterglow of the setting sun barely penetrated the thick smoke, and sprinkled on the metal fragments, adding a bit of loneliness and desolation to this cold battlefield. He stopped and glanced around, finally landing on the twisted or broken robot wreckage, and a barely perceptible sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Soldiers," his deep voice echoed in the empty space with unquestionable power, "We have won this battle, but don't forget, this is just the beginning. The real challenge is still to come."

The soldiers relaxed their fighting stances upon hearing this, but the vigilance in their eyes did not diminish in the slightest. They sat or stood, forming a loose semicircle around Bai Ye. A complex emotion filled the air—the joy of victory intertwined with uneasiness about the future.

"Bai Ye," a soldier was the first to break the silence, his voice was a little tired but tenacious, "These robots are really getting harder and harder to deal with. How do we do it?"

Bai Ye turned around and looked at the soldier with deep eyes. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, but he did not answer directly. "Strength does not only come from weapons and tactics, but also from our beliefs and unity. When we have no distractions and are united in facing the outside world, nothing is impossible."

These words seemed to touch everyone present. They looked at each other, their eyes flashing with recognition and determination. Then, someone suggested, "Come on, let's arm wrestle! Let's see who is the strongest person in the team!"

This proposal was immediately responded to, and the soldiers gathered around, and the atmosphere instantly became relaxed and warm. Bai Ye couldn't help but smile when he saw this, and he nodded slightly to show his agreement. "Okay, then let me see who among you has the strongest hand."

Then, the soldiers found their opponents, squatted or sat, and took up positions among the robot wreckage. Bai Ye stood aside, his arms crossed, his eyes wandering over everyone, occasionally revealing an approving smile.

"Hey, are you ready?" a soldier said to his thinner companion. The two of them had their hands tightly clasped together, and their comrades formed a circle around them to cheer them on.

"Of course, watch me!" The thin soldier gritted his teeth, and the muscles on his arm instantly tightened, as if he wanted to gather all the strength of his body into this hand. However, the opponent was not to be outdone, and the contest between the two instantly became white-hot.

"Come on! Come on!" The surrounding soldiers shouted to cheer, and the voices rose one after another, full of power and passion.

At this moment, Bai Ye's eyes were suddenly attracted by a special contest. It was a seemingly inconspicuous soldier who was confronting the recognized "strongman" in the team. The difference in their body sizes was obvious, but the inconspicuous soldier's eyes flashed with a strange light, which was a kind of unyielding and persistence.

"Hey, strongman, don't underestimate me!" He growled, and suddenly his arms burst out with amazing strength, and he was even deadlocked with the strongman. Seeing this, the surrounding soldiers were even more excited, and the cheers became louder.

"Good job! That's it!" Bai Ye couldn't help but join the cheering, his voice filled with admiration and expectation.

As time went by, this contest of strength and will gradually came to an end. Finally, after a dull sound, the inconspicuous soldier won the victory with a slight advantage. He let go of his hand and smiled at the strongman. It seemed that an indescribable tacit understanding and respect had been established between the two.

"It seems that there are really hidden dragons and crouching tigers in our team." Bai Ye walked forward and patted the two on the shoulders, his tone full of satisfaction, "Strength is not only reflected in the size of the body, but more importantly, the tenacity and perseverance of the heart."

This unexpected arm wrestling competition not only made the soldiers temporarily forget the fatigue and fear of the battle, but also virtually strengthened the cohesion and trust between them. In the days to come, no matter how powerful the enemy is, they will be more united and face the challenges of the future together.

As night fell, the starry sky was bright. Soldiers sat around the fire, sharing their stories and dreams. The air was filled with warmth and hope. Bai Ye sat quietly by the side, looking at the soldiers he regarded as brothers, his heart full of determination and faith. He knew that as long as they were united in heart, nothing was impossible.

The night gradually deepened, and the moonlight was like water, gently sprinkled on this land baptized by war. The soldiers sat around the fire, and their laughter was mixed with their vision of the future and nostalgia for the past. However, behind this rare tranquility, they did not forget their responsibilities and missions. As the night deepened, a new idea quietly grew in everyone's mind - among the robot wreckage, there may be many recyclable resources hidden, which are undoubtedly precious treasures for the survivors in the camp who are in urgent need of assistance.

"Bai Ye," a soldier broke the silence of the night, his voice full of anticipation, "Can we look among the wreckage of these robots to see if there are any usable parts or materials? The supplies in the camp are becoming increasingly scarce."

Bai Ye's eyes moved slightly when he heard this. He looked up and looked around. The remains of the robots that were once so formidable now looked particularly desolate under the moonlight, but they also revealed a hint of untapped potential. "You're right. We can't waste these resources. Everyone, get ready. Let's start scavenging."

Following the order, the soldiers quickly took action. They picked up the tools they carried with them, some of them hammered the robot's shell, trying to find parts that could be disassembled; others carefully searched for every piece of metal debris, fearing that they would miss any valuable materials. In this ruin, they seemed to have transformed into a group of hardworking miners, digging for the ore of hope with sweat and wisdom.

"Hey, come and look at this!" A soldier shouted excitedly, holding a seemingly ordinary circuit board in his hand, but under the moonlight, it flickered with a faint light, "This should be a high-end product, maybe it can repair the communication equipment in the camp." "I also found it here!" Another soldier crawled out of a pile of rubble, holding an intact energy block in his hand, "This is the power source of the robot. Although the energy is not much, it would be nice to take it back and give it to the children as a toy."

The soldiers laughed and cheered one after another. They found the long-lost fun and sense of accomplishment in this ruin. Bai Ye shuttled among the crowd, sometimes giving instructions, sometimes taking part in the battle himself. His figure looked particularly tall and firm in the interweaving of firelight and moonlight.

As time went by, the soldiers had more and more supplies in their hands. Some carried heavy backpacks, while others pushed simple carts, returning with full loads. Their faces were filled with smiles of satisfaction and pride, as if these trophies were not only supplies, but also a symbol of their victory over difficulties and protection of their homeland.

"Everyone has worked hard," Bai Ye stood at the front of the team, looking at the tired but motivated soldiers, "We are not just scavenging, but also collecting hope for the survivors who are waiting for our help. Remember, every effort will not be in vain, because our goal is to make this world a better place."

The soldiers responded in unison, their voices resounding through the sky, expressing their firm belief and infinite longing for the future. They continued to move forward, exploring and discovering in the sea of ​​robot wreckage, collecting precious resources one by one, preparing to bring them back to the camp to bring warmth and hope to the survivors.

Finally, when the first rays of morning light penetrated the clouds and sprinkled on the ruins, the soldiers completed their mission. They set off on their journey home with a full harvest. On the way, they discussed how to use these resources to improve the conditions in the camp and how to create a better living environment for the survivors. Everyone's heart was full of expectations and joy, because they knew that every bit of their efforts would turn into light that illuminates the lives of others.

When they returned to the camp, they were greeted by pairs of eager and grateful eyes. The survivors gathered around the soldiers when they saw the supplies they brought back, their faces filled with disbelief and gratitude. The children were even more excited, playing around the energy blocks as if they were their most precious toys.

Bai Ye stood aside, looking at these warm scenes, his heart filled with satisfaction and comfort. He knew that this scavenging trip was not just a simple material collection operation, but also a spiritual baptism and growth process. In this world where ruins and hope coexist, they used their actions to prove the glory of human nature and the indomitable spirit. And all of this will become an inexhaustible motivation for them to continue moving forward and protecting their homes.

As the afterglow of the setting sun gradually spread over the camp, a warm and peaceful atmosphere filled the air. Soldiers and survivors sat around a long table built with simple wooden boards, which was filled with a variety of food. Although simple and plain, it was full of heart and warmth. Some of these foods were canned food and dry food that the soldiers accidentally found while scavenging, and some were home-cooked dishes that the survivors carefully prepared with their limited resources. At this moment, both soldiers and civilians put aside their identities and defenses and enjoyed this rare reunion time together.

"Everyone, feel free to eat!" Bai Ye stood up, raised the water glass in his hand, and greeted everyone, "Today, we not only harvested precious materials, but more importantly, we have reunited our strength and deepened our friendship. This meal is the best testimony to our joint efforts."

The soldiers responded one after another, holding up their bowls and chopsticks with sincere smiles on their faces. The survivors followed closely behind, their eyes gleaming with gratitude and hope. At this moment, all the fatigue and hardship seemed to have vanished, leaving only infinite longing for the future and firm belief.

"Captain Bai Ye, you are really our benefactors!" An elderly survivor stood up tremblingly, his voice choking with sobs, "In this chaotic world, we have lost too much, but you gave us hope and made us believe that there is still true love in the world."

Bai Ye quickly stepped forward to support the old man, and a touch of emotion flashed in his eyes. "Old man, you are too kind. We are comrades-in-arms and family members. It is natural for us to help each other. As long as we work together, there is no difficulty that we cannot overcome."

As soon as the words fell, a warm applause rang out in the crowd. Soldiers and survivors applauded one after another, their hearts filled with resonance and emotion. This meal was not only to fill their stomachs, but also to convey love and hope, to find a glimmer of warmth and light in this cruel world.

At the table, everyone ate and talked, the atmosphere was warm and harmonious. Soldiers shared their heroic deeds on the battlefield and those thrilling moments; survivors told how they struggled to survive in the ruins and those touching stories. These stories intertwined together to form a vivid and real picture, which moved people.

"You know what? That time we were besieged by a group of mutant beasts," a soldier narrated excitedly, "We were almost in despair, but at that moment, Captain Bai Ye led us out and killed them one by one with his sharp dagger. It was like the god of war possessed us!"

"Haha, that's not so exaggerated." Bai Ye smiled and shook his head, but his eyes could not hide the pride, "We are a team. Without your cooperation and support, I would not be able to complete those tasks alone."

The survivors listened to these stories with admiration and yearning in their eyes. They knew that these soldiers were not only born to fight, but also to protect this land and its people. Their bravery and selflessness made the survivors feel extremely relieved and proud.

After the meal, everyone was not in a hurry to leave. They continued to sit together and share their dreams and wishes. Some children hoped to become a brave soldier and defend their homeland when they grow up; some old people hoped that the world would soon restore peace and tranquility so that their children and grandchildren could live a happy life. These simple and sincere wishes gathered into a powerful force, inspiring everyone to keep moving forward and working hard.

As night fell, the starry sky was bright. The soldiers and the survivors said goodbye reluctantly and returned to their own homes to rest. However, the friendship between them did not weaken, but became deeper and stronger. They knew that in the days to come, no matter how many difficulties and challenges they encountered, as long as they united as one and worked together, they would be able to overcome everything and usher in a better tomorrow.

This dinner was not just a simple gathering, but also an exchange and collision of hearts. It brought the soldiers and survivors closer together and helped them write their own legendary stories together.

(End of this chapter)