A Journey of American Comics Starting from the Zombie Universe

Chapter 537 Moonlight

Under the moonlight and starlight night, a team of soldiers lined up neatly in an open field. Bai Ye, their commander, stood at the front of the team, with a stern face and eyes like daggers. He gave the order, and his voice sounded particularly clear in the quiet night: "Start taking action, take off the power armor, turn off the energy source, and then move it to the car."

The soldiers did not hesitate and began to carry out the orders quickly and orderly. Powered armor, these steel behemoths that usually accompany them on the battlefield, now look particularly heavy in the moonlight. The soldiers helped each other, untied their restraints, and took off their power armor. Every movement seemed so skillful and heavy.

With a "click", the energy of the power armor was turned off one by one, and those parts that once shined became dim. There was no expression on the faces of the soldiers. They just completed their tasks silently, as if it was all a matter of course.

The moving work began, and the soldiers loaded the heavy power armor into the vehicle one by one. Although their movements were a little laborious, they seemed orderly. During this process, one or two short conversations can occasionally be heard.

"This thing is so heavy," one soldier gasped.

"Yeah, but that's our duty." Another soldier responded, with a firmness in his tone.

Vehicles were filled with power armor one after another, and the figures of the soldiers cast long shadows in the moonlight. Although the entire moving process was somewhat difficult, the soldiers showed extremely high discipline and a spirit of unity and cooperation.

As time goes by, there are fewer and fewer power armors on the field and more and more vehicles. When the last vehicle carrying power armor slowly drove away, the soldiers finally breathed a sigh of relief. They stood there, looking at the cars going away, feeling an inexplicable feeling in their hearts.

The moonlight shines through the car window and onto the power armor inside the car, giving the steel behemoth a layer of silver brilliance. In the carriage, the power armors were neatly arranged, lying there quietly, as if they were sleeping warriors, waiting for the next call.

These powered armors accompany soldiers on the battlefield and have gone through countless life and death tests. The scratches and rust on their bodies bear witness to those thrilling battle moments. At this moment, they were placed in the carriage. Although they no longer had the power and domineering power of the past, they still exuded an indescribable majesty.

The moonlight was like water, gently shining on the surface of the power armor, making the originally cold steel lines soften. Every part of the power armor is clearly visible. Under the moonlight, they seem to be given life, exuding a unique sense of beauty.

The air in the carriage seemed to be frozen, and only the moonlight was flowing on the power armor, as if telling their story. The smoke of war and the moments of desperate struggle with the enemy were all precipitated and sublimated in this quiet night.

Powered armors under the moonlight are no longer simple fighting tools, but have become symbols of faith and glory in the hearts of soldiers. They witnessed the growth and transformation of the soldiers, and also accompanied them through countless lonely nights.

In this carriage, the power armor and the moonlight intertwined into a beautiful picture. They lie there quietly, as if showing their splendor and glory to the world. The soldiers are the most important part of this picture. They use their sweat and blood to give life and soul to these power armors.

As the carriage shook, the moonlight danced on the power armor, sometimes brightly, sometimes dimly. Those parts that once shone with light seemed to be rejuvenated under the moonlight. They seem to be telling their own stories, stories of battle, glory, and sacrifice.

Every detail of the power armor is clearly outlined by the moonlight, and the complex mechanical structures, sophisticated electronic equipment, and solid armor plates all appear so real and vivid. They seem to be telling people that these power armors are not only tools for fighting, but also the protection of soldiers' lives and the support of their beliefs.

The moonlight shines through the gaps in the car window and shines on the gaps and grooves of the power armor, forming streaks of light and shadow. These lights and shadows flowed on the power armor, sometimes gathering into one piece, and sometimes scattering into dots of starlight, adding a mysterious and dreamy color to this quiet night.

The air in the carriage seemed to have a metallic smell, which was the unique smell of power armor. It mixes the smell of engine oil and sweat, which reminds people of those fierce battle scenes and the perseverance of the soldiers.

As the night progresses, the moonlight gradually becomes softer and hazy. It is no longer as bright and dazzling as before, but becomes softer and warmer. Under the soft moonlight, the power armor also looked softer and more friendly, as if they had also relaxed and rested in this quiet night.

Soldiers occasionally passed by the car window, and their eyes would stay on these power armors for a moment. They may be recalling their past combat experiences, or they may be imagining the future battlefield. But no matter what, these power armors are the most precious memories and beliefs in their hearts.

The power armor in the carriage and the moonlight set off each other, forming a unique picture. They seem to have become the guardians of this night, silently guarding this tranquility and peace. The soldiers are the strong backing of these guardians. They use their courage and perseverance to protect the peace and happiness of the country and the people.

During this long night, the power armor and moonlight in the carriage performed a silent and magnificent performance together. In their own way, they tell the cruelty of war and the preciousness of peace. The soldiers are witnesses and participants of this performance. They use their actions and beliefs to add deeper connotation and meaning to this performance.

With the arrival of dawn, the power armor in the carriage gradually disappeared into the morning light. They lie there quietly, waiting for the next call. The soldiers also started a new journey on this new day. With firm belief and endless courage, they continue to move forward on the road of protecting their homeland and country.

The story of power armor and moonlight flows quietly in the carriage. They may not be known to the world, but they will always be engraved in the hearts of the soldiers. They have witnessed the glory and sacrifice of soldiers, as well as the cruelty of war and the preciousness of peace. And these soldiers will always remember the stories of these power armors and moonlight, turning them into their own motivation and belief to move forward.

Bai Ye walked up to the soldiers, and his eyes swept over each person's face. He didn't speak, but nodded silently, as if to acknowledge their hard work. The soldiers didn't speak, they just stood quietly, waiting for the next order.

The night gradually deepened, and the figures of the soldiers gradually blurred in the darkness. But the faith and sense of responsibility in their hearts are like the bright moonlight, always shining on their way forward.

<divclass="contentadv">After carrying the power armor, the soldiers did not rest immediately. They began to clean up the site, picking up scattered parts and tools one by one, and placing them in their proper places. This is a meticulous and tedious process, but the soldiers have no complaints and they complete every task silently.

During this process, there were gradually more conversations between the soldiers. They talked about past battles and shared stories with each other. Although these topics are not easy, their tone reveals a rare sense of ease and relief.