A Journey of American Comics Starting from the Zombie Universe

Bai Ye led the soldiers around the huge bomb crater and continued to move forward in the desert. The edge of the bomb crater gradually disappeared behind them, replaced by an even more desolate area. The sand was still dark red, as if this land could never get rid of the traces left by the disaster.

Although their steps were heavy, everyone kept a firm gaze. In this dead desert, the soldiers' hearts were filled with awe of the unknown and persistence in their mission. They knew that only by moving forward could they find the answers and uncover the secrets of this wasteland.

Bai Ye walked at the front of the team, his eyes were sharp and deep. He kept an eye on the surroundings to ensure the safety of the team. Although his steps were steady, each step revealed firmness and courage.

Suddenly, a soldier shouted in surprise: "Look! There is a small town ahead!"

Everyone looked up and saw an abandoned town in front of them. The outline of the town was faintly visible in the distance, like an isolated island in the desert.

The appearance and structure of the ruined town are particularly desolate and mysterious in the twilight. From a distance, the town seems to have been forgotten by time in a corner, quietly telling the story of its former prosperity and decline.

The outline of the town loomed in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the buildings on both sides of the street had long lost their former glory. The walls were covered with traces of time, and the mottled paint and peeling bricks and stones witnessed the vicissitudes of this place. The doors and windows of some shops were broken, and the glass fragments flashed coldly in the sun, as if telling of the disaster that had happened in the past.

The scene on the street is even more shocking. The once flat road is now full of cracks and potholes, overgrown with weeds and moss. Abandoned cars are scattered randomly on the roadside, with rusty bodies and shrunken tires. These cars seem to have become witnesses of time, silently watching over this ruin.

The center of the town is an abandoned square, the floor tiles are broken, the sculptures and fountains are long gone. The buildings around the square are even more dilapidated, some roofs have collapsed, some walls are tilted, as if they will fall down at any time.

In the ruins, there are also some former residential areas. The houses have collapsed, the doors and windows are broken, and the graffiti and slogans on the walls are vaguely discernible. These houses were once people's homes, but now they have become ruins, which makes people sigh at the ruthlessness of time.

The edge of the ruined town is a barren grassland with weeds growing everywhere, which is in sharp contrast to the desolation of the town. On this grassland, you can occasionally see some wild animals foraging, and their presence adds a touch of vitality to the ruins.

As night falls, the ruined town becomes more mysterious and eerie. The moonlight shines on the broken buildings, covering them with a silver coat. The shadows on the streets sway in the night wind, as if telling an unknown story. In this ruin, it seems that every brick and stone, every piece of rubble carries a memory of the past, waiting for someone to explore.

As the night deepened, the ruined town seemed to become even quieter and more solemn. The once bustling streets were now empty, with only the wind gently blowing the broken flags and weeds. In this ruin, time seemed to have frozen, making people feel an endless desolation and loneliness.

Walking in this ruin, it seems as if you can travel through time and space and return to the prosperous era. However, the reality is cruel. This town has become a ruin, and only those broken buildings and rusty cars are still silently telling the story of the past.

Although the appearance and structure of the ruined town are dilapidated, it exudes a unique charm. This charm comes from its history and vicissitudes, and also from the memories of the past it carries. In these ruins, people can feel a unique atmosphere and breath, as if they can touch the souls of those who once lived here.

In general, the ruins town is a place full of mystery and charm. Although its appearance and appearance are dilapidated, it exudes a unique charm. Walking in this ruin, it seems to be able to travel through time and space, and feel the past years and memories. For those who like to explore and find traces of history, this ruin is undoubtedly a great place to go.

Bai Ye stopped and looked at the town carefully. He could see that the streets of the town were littered with rusty cars and ruined shops, a scene of desolation. However, he also saw a hidden vitality, which was the weeds that grew tenaciously in the ruins and the whistling sound left by the wind when it blew through the ruins.

"Let's go over there." Bai Ye said, his voice revealing determination and expectation.

The soldiers nodded one after another, their eyes sparkling with curiosity and excitement. They followed Bai Ye and walked carefully into the abandoned town.

The streets of the town are filled with a desolate and heavy atmosphere. Rusty cars lie quietly on the roadside, their bodies have been corroded beyond recognition by the years. The doors and windows of the shops are closed, the glass is broken, and the interior is in a mess. The walls are covered with moss and vines, as if telling the vicissitudes of the history of this town.

The soldiers looked around curiously, their footsteps echoing in the streets, and they touched the rusted cars and ruined shops with their hands, feeling the shock and impact of the ruins.

"There must have been people living here before, right?" a soldier sighed.

"Yes, this used to be a prosperous town." Bai Ye said, his eyes sweeping across the streets, as if looking for traces of the past.

Suddenly, a soldier walked in front of a car, staring at it, as if he was looking for something from this pile of rusty metal. His footsteps were steady, and the friction sound of his soles against the ground echoed in the empty ruins, adding a touch of tension to the atmosphere.

The soldier took a deep breath, and his chest rose and fell, as if he was gathering strength for the next move. His eyes became sharp, his fingers clenched into fists, his muscles tensed, and every cell was filled with strength. Although his action had not yet begun, the momentum of his readiness to strike had already made people feel his determination.

Suddenly, the soldier's right foot suddenly lifted up, and his knee was bent at a perfect angle, like a bow and arrow ready to be launched. His foot was tense, and his toes were firmly on the ground, as if he wanted to concentrate all his strength on this point. At this moment, his movements seemed to be frozen in time, and every detail was clearly visible.

Then, the soldier's right foot dropped as fast as an arrow from a bow, and the moment the sole of the shoe touched the car's shell, a dull thud was heard. This kick was accurate and powerful, as if he wanted to vent all his anger and dissatisfaction on the car. The car body shook, and the iron sheet made a harsh friction sound, as if telling of the pain it was enduring.

Rusty abandoned vehicles are scattered in the ruins, like the marks of time, quietly telling the stories of the past. They were once the pride of the road, but now they have become rusty scrap metal, forgotten by time in this desolate land.

The appearance of these vehicles is dilapidated, and the body is covered with thick rust, as if wearing a layer of mottled armor. The rust is dark red, echoing the dark red desert around it, as if this land and these vehicles have experienced a long time together. The sun shines through the clouds and falls on the body of the car. The rust flashes a faint light in the sun, exuding a vicissitudes and mysterious atmosphere.

These vehicles are in various shapes, some have lost their tires, and some are left with only broken frames. Their windows are broken, and some even have no doors. The seats and dashboards inside the vehicles have long been eroded by time and are beyond recognition, with only some scattered parts and debris scattered in the car. These vehicles once carried people's laughter and tears, but now they have become lonely watchers in the ruins.

Among these vehicles, there is a car that is particularly eye-catching. Although its body is covered with rust, it still vaguely shows its former splendor and dignity. The lines of the body are smooth, as if you can still feel its former speed and passion. However, now this car lies quietly in the ruins, with shriveled tires and broken windows, and its former glory has long gone.

The other off-road vehicle is more rugged and tough. Its body is tall and solid, as if showing the world its past off-road capabilities. However, now this vehicle has become a pile of scrap metal, with the body corroded by rust and pits, and the tires have long disappeared. It lies quietly in the ruins, as if silently telling the adventures and journeys it once had.

Although the appearance and appearance of these abandoned vehicles are dilapidated, they exude a unique charm. They are witnesses of history and the imprint of time. In this ruin, they complement the surrounding environment, forming a picture full of vicissitudes and mystery.

As time goes by, the rust on these vehicles becomes more and more serious. Some vehicles even have cracks and dents due to the erosion of rust, as if the years have left deep marks on them. These cracks and dents make the appearance of the vehicles even more dilapidated and desolate, making people sigh at the ruthlessness of time and the vicissitudes of life.

Wild grass and vines grow tenaciously around these vehicles. Their roots penetrate the iron sheets of the vehicles, connecting the bodies to the ground. These wild grass and vines seem to inject new vitality into these abandoned vehicles, making them glow with a different kind of vitality in the ruins.

Whenever the wind blows through the ruins, these vehicles will make a series of low noises. It is the sound of iron sheets hitting each other, and it is also the echo left by the years. These sounds echo in the empty ruins, as if telling stories about the past.

Walking in this ruin, these rusty abandoned vehicles are undoubtedly the most eye-catching. They attract people's attention with their unique appearance and appearance, making people stop to watch and fall into contemplation. Although these vehicles have lost their former glory and function, they exist on this land in another way, becoming witnesses of history and time.

Although they are dilapidated, they exude a unique charm. In these ruins, they quietly tell stories of the past, allowing people to feel the vicissitudes of time and the passage of time. For those who like to explore and find traces of history, these abandoned vehicles are undoubtedly an extremely attractive existence.

"These cars are scrapped." said the soldier, with a hint of dissatisfaction on his face.

"Yes, they have become part of this ruin." Bai Ye said, his tone calm and deep.

The soldiers followed suit, walking up to other cars and kicking them hard. Each kick was accompanied by a metallic clang, as if awakening dormant memories in the ruins.

Bai Ye watched the soldiers' actions, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. He knew that these soldiers were expressing their awe and curiosity about the ruins in their own way. They kicked the car not only to vent their emotions, but also to establish a special connection with the ruins.

"Okay, let's move on." Bai Ye said, with a hint of anticipation in his voice.

The soldiers stopped kicking, packed up their equipment, and continued to move forward with Bai Ye. They knew that this ruin was just a stop on their way forward, and their destination was still ahead.

As they went deeper, the town looked more and more dilapidated. Almost all the shops on both sides of the street were damaged to varying degrees. Some shops still had some vague slogans and graffiti on their walls, as if telling stories of the past.

Bai Ye led the soldiers through one street after another, and their footsteps left deep marks on the ruins. They passed an abandoned school, the basketball stand on the playground had collapsed, and the windows of the classroom were broken. Bai Ye stopped and looked at the school, as if he saw the figures of the children who once studied and played here.

"This place was once full of laughter and joy." Bai Ye said softly, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

The soldiers nodded silently, and an inexplicable emotion surged in their hearts. They knew that there had been life, laughter and tears on this ruin, but now all of this has become a thing of the past.

They continued to move forward, passing through a ruined residential area. The houses collapsed, the walls were mottled, and the former homes were now reduced to ruins. The soldiers walked through the ruins, their hearts filled with imaginations of the past and expectations for the future.

Bai Ye led the soldiers out of the town. They looked back and saw that the ruins looked even more desolate and mysterious in the afterglow of the setting sun. They knew that the ruins had become an eternal memory in their hearts, and their journey would continue.

As night fell, the soldiers lit a bonfire and sat around it to keep warm. They shared food and water and talked about what they had seen and heard during the day. Bai Ye sat by the bonfire, listening to the soldiers' conversation silently, his heart filled with expectations for the future and awe for this wasteland.