The Mechanical Empire of the End of the World

Feeling the coolness on his body, Li Meng quickly opened the wardrobe and put on his armor one by one.

After a while, under the faint light of the fire, Li Meng finished dressing.

Glancing back at the two sleeping on the bed, Li Meng put on his helmet, turned and opened the door, and walked out lightly.

The corridor outside was dark, but for the third floor, Li Meng was already familiar with it, and came to the staircase with the dark.

When he came to the staircase, Li Meng saw the flickering fire below.

Following the stairs, Li Meng walked down the stairs and came to the second floor.

The second floor was dark, perhaps hearing Li Meng's footsteps, some figures in the darkness moved, but then returned to calm, quietly, and the light came from the first floor.

Without stopping on the second floor, Li Meng followed the stairs to the first floor.

The pot fire on the first floor had been lit, and in the hall, Li Meng saw more than a dozen scattered imperial pikemen standing.

On the wall, the time of the mechanical watch points to 6:24.

At this time, the outside is already bright, and it will be completely lit up in half an hour.

An imperial pikeman walked over, holding in his hand a spear that was almost forgotten by Li Meng.

He took the spear from the Imperial Lancer and waved it a few times, and Li Meng returned it to the Imperial Lancer.

"It was too heavy for me, so I hung it under the clock as an ornament."

The imperial pikemen naturally did not talk nonsense, took the spear and turned away.

Compared with the previous days, the hall on the first floor was also transformed by his secretaries, changed into a reception hall, as well as ordinary staff offices, resting places, the layout is quite reasonable, and each place has been used reasonably.

Glancing at the hall, Li Meng withdrew his gaze and said in his mouth: "Twenty people remain, and the others gather outside."

As Li Meng's voice fell, on the side of the long corridor, the doors of each room were pushed open in unison, and one by one imperial pikemen, imperial archers walked out of the room, their figures swayed, and the sound of footsteps sounded.

They left the Doge's Palace through the back door on the other side and gathered in front of the gate.

In less than five minutes, 20 imperial archers and 80 imperial pikemen lined up outside the governor's palace.

Seeing this, Li Meng pushed the door out and left the governor's palace.

As soon as he walked out of the gate, a cold wind came, poured in from the cross-window window, and hit Li Meng's face, and the piercing coldness shocked Li Meng's spirit, and strode into the queue of imperial pikemen.

At this time, Li Meng realized that the shelter was not quiet, not only his soldiers were making noise, the basin fire in the trading area had been lit, the darkness was dispersed, and in the light of the fire, on the main road, some people were moving in groups to the north side.

"Go, go."

With Li Meng's order, the imperial pikemen and imperial archers moved with the sound, and five people in a platoon, marched forward in formation.

Today is a busy day for the shelter and a day of big adventures.

"Get out of the way, they're coming."

The sound of footsteps behind him, the piece of steel body, made the people in the passage avoid one after another, standing on both sides, standing on the sidelines, standing on the sidelines.

Watching the steel bodies walking by in line, the survivors had only awe in their eyes.

When Li Meng led the soldiers out of the narrow passage and came to the wide platform of logistics, there was already a bustle in the logistics.

The crowd was everywhere, on the platform, under the platform, and not far from the entrance of the warehouse, full of people.

The arrival of Li Meng and his group, the steel body that came out of the passage, undoubtedly attracted the attention of others.

There is no longer darkness in the logistics, and several huge braziers are erected on the platform, and under the cold wind, the flames dance and the flames flicker, which dispels the darkness well.

"Lord!"

Zhang Guowei, who was directing everyone on the logistics platform, saw Li Meng coming, and quickly greeted him.

"Keep going."

After giving this order to the soldiers, Li Meng stopped.

Looking at Zhang Guowei, who had come to his side, Li Meng said: "The army will set off first, and after half an hour, you will set off again, pay attention to the footprints in the snow, do not deviate from our route, we will meet at the pier."

Nodding, Zhang Guowei said, "Understand, I will set off with the team in half an hour."

Without saying anything more, Li Meng took a step forward, walked past Zhang Guowei, and walked towards the entrance and exit not far away as the army left the logistics platform.

There were quite a few people in the logistics, no less than two hundred, and many more people came out of the passage and joined the handling brigade.

In the midst of all the attention, the advancing army gradually drifted away.

Until the army disappeared at the exit of the logistics, the crowd gradually became noisy and noisy.

It's already dawn....

On the snowy street, Li Meng looked up at the sky while walking.

Although the darkness is no longer there, the sky and the earth are still dark, and the dark clouds above are rolling, floating, very low, and it seems that they will fall to the earth at any time.

The cold wind howled, rolling up billowing snowflakes and fluttering in all directions.

Feeling the coldness of his body, Li Meng quickened his pace.

In a white world of ice and snow, on the streets between the buildings, steel bodies are walking with difficulty, snow flooding calves, step by step, leaving several ditches behind them.

Although Li Meng has never been to the wharf, Li Meng knows where the coal wharf is.

Although sixty years have passed, here in the suburbs, the buildings are still sixty years ago, the roads are still sixty years ago, and the only difference is that they are all buried in the snow.

Even the street lamps on both sides of the road have turned into pillars of snow, and the metal inside is not visible at all.

The mall behind him faded away, only the tall building was clearly visible, not buried by the snow.

"Wait!"

When walking about a kilometer north, on the road, Li Meng stopped.

The advancing army came to an abrupt halt, stopped and stood motionless in the middle of the road.

Turning his head slightly, Li Meng's gaze looked to the left.

Just on the left-hand side is a factory buried in snow....

The factory building is not a high-rise building, it is very low, and it has been gradually buried by snow over the course of decades, forming a snowy mountain.

Li Meng was not interested in the factory building, but in the small snow bags in the factory parking lot.

Looking around, Li Meng muttered in his heart: "Go and pick up the rags."

Thinking of this, Li Meng said: "Ten people follow me, and the others stand by in place..." Saying

that, Li Meng walked towards the factory on the left, and his location was just outside the factory gate.

Among the troops parked on the road, ten imperial pikemen came out of line, followed Li Meng, and entered the factory with them.

Coming to the parking lot, in front of a small snow bag, Li Meng stopped.

With his right hand stretched out, Li Meng peeled off the thick snow, the snow was about ten centimeters thick, and the bottom was not the car body, but a layer of black ash, mixed with ice, looking very thick and thick.