War Lord

The battle is over.

There are traces of battles everywhere outside Fury Reef City. Numerous fragments of the collapsed sentry tower burst all over the ground, and the bombed fortifications now only have thick floating dust. There are several shocking pits on the ground, which are masterpieces of shoulder-carried missiles. As for the scorched black traces of vitrification, it is a mark of the raging plasma grenade.

The soldiers of Ron's company are planning the battlefield. After this battle, the number of soldiers in the company has dropped sharply from two hundred people to a miserable situation where there are only about thirty people left. But Tunguska and Rother did not take it seriously. This does not mean that they are indifferent, although people in the wilderness have never been enthusiastic. But the loss of more than a hundred lives will also trouble them.

In addition, Ron's company also needs to provide a subsidy to those who have families who died in the war to help these families survive this cold winter when they have lost their pillars. But that's it, Ron Company is impossible and has no obligation to do more.

However, just like the darkness before dawn, the cold winter will always pass. Ron's losses in this battle can be compensated by the weapons, locomotives and even prisoners left over by the dk regiment. As long as half a year, or even less, the company can return to its pre-war scale. Tunguska and Rosser never doubted this, as long as they are alive, there will be hope!

But now, there is still a problem to be solved.

Tunguska and Rosser had a headache watching the black man sitting next to the tank car that was trampled into a discus. After the iron-armored rhino almost broke the entire convoy of the dk legion, the behemoth shrank and changed in size, and finally fixed it as this A black warrior with a determined face. The black man wore a tight tactical uniform, showing his perfect muscle line.

The tactical uniform is covered with white armor templates on the chest, shoulders and knees, which obviously adds extra protection to these parts. On the chest template, another warhammer pattern entwined by an electric snake was engraved. Tunguska thought about breaking their heads, and couldn't think of which organization this pattern represented.

Whether for gift or other reasons, Tunguska should have invited the black man into the city, and no matter how good the hospitality was to thank him. But when the two raised this idea, the black man refused, and then sat silently beside the discus and didn't know what he wanted to do. The two had no choice but to accompany each other. After a while, two more figures appeared at the place where the snowy road came from. Tunguska and Rosser stood up nervously, but heard the black man say in a deep voice: "Don't be nervous, they are my companions."

"Companion?" Tunguska looked at the men and women who were dealing with the snow road. They were wearing uniforms of the same style. On the chest of the uniform, there was a warhammer pattern like the black man, explaining the definition of companion.

It was Feng Hesu who came. When they walked to Ma Pei, Feng threw something to the two Tungus. The chubby thing stopped when it came to Rosser's feet, but it was Duke's head. De Case's eyes widened, and his surprised expression was fixed on this face forever.

Looking at the head of the mob leader, Rosser and Tunguska looked at each other.

Feng pointed to the head and smiled and said, "This is an extra gift."

Tunguska took a step forward and said: "The three of you have helped us a lot, please follow us to the city. Rage Reef City is not rich, but there are still good wine and barbecue."

In turbulent times, meat and wine are already a luxury. Uncontaminated food is even harder to find. Even Asgartri, Feng and others eat synthetic ingredients instead of natural foods.

In the depths of Fury Reef City, there is an underground manor built by Ron's company. The soil with the lowest amount of radiation can meet the minimum planting requirements for grapes and other fruits. After they mature, they will be made into wine for sale, thereby providing additional income for Angry Reef City. The dozens of unmuted poultry raised in the manor can occasionally improve the diet of the upper class of Ron's company.

Now, Tunguska gave out fine wine and barbecue to thank you, which can be said to be the highest standard of gratitude in Angry Reef City. But even so, Feng said lightly: "Thank you for your kindness, but we have to wait for another person."

"Who?"

"Our Captain..."

Before Feng's words fell, he suddenly turned his head to look at the wilderness to the north, and then smiled: "He's here."

Tunguska and Roser looked together, and in their eyes, there was nothing on the horizon of the wilderness. But after a while, a figure appeared lonely on the horizon and walked in their direction. Soon, a man wearing the same tactical uniform as the black man appeared in their eyes. When Tunguska saw the golden pupils on the man's face, the big man let out an exclamation.

"What?" Rosser looked at him puzzledly.

"It's Master's friend," Tunguska said anxiously.

"That warmonger will also have friends?" Rosser looked disdainful.

"I can't talk about friends, but there is a relationship of cooperation. I remember Master said about him, as if he was called Zero. Yes, that's the name, the man who made the Parkland chaebol headache." Tunguska added.

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"Cheers! Let us salute the warriors!"

In the long-lost Eberron Tavern, Master's excited cry sounded. He held the glass aloft, and at the same time the soldiers of Ron’s company and Tunguska were accompanied. After Zero arrived, the four of them were invited into Fury Reef City by Tunguska and Rother. At the same time, Tunguska also informed Master and Victor, the two old acquaintances, and agreed to meet in the Eberron Tavern, and held a simple celebration party at the same time.

This time not only repelled the attack of the DK Corps, but also defeated this armed mob. Although it was the credit of a few people, the information sent out after being packaged by Tunguska and others would only make people think that Anger Reef City had fought a beautiful battle. It is conceivable that after the cold winter, the well-known Fury Reef City can attract more soldiers and technical talents to join.

In the wilderness, soldiers and technicians in other fields are the foundation of urban development. Only a strong city can attract more talents.

A few people naturally wouldn't care about who fought this battle with Fury Reef City. For them, these were all irrelevant things. On the contrary, the delicious drinks and food are the more practical rewards. Even if the food is not too demanding, when you taste the golden grilled steak, you will inadvertently let out a sense of satisfaction.

The tavern was almost crowded, and apart from Ron’s staff, ordinary citizens also squeezed in to join in the fun. A few people are naturally attracting attention. Among them, Feng, who is handsome and witty, is naturally favored by women, and the fiery figure also attracts the attention of many men. Even Ma Pei, a black warrior, now surrounds the soldiers of Ron's company to fight for wine.

The atmosphere of the tavern was warm and harmonious, and I had a sip of Ron’s wine. The taste of wine is a bit bitter, not as good as the sprinkles made in the old age. But now it is very rare to be able to drink wine of this quality, so this glass of wine is drunk very slowly.

A hand was patted on Zero's shoulder, and Zero realized that someone had walked up to him. With the sensitivity he felt, even in a complex environment like a tavern, it was rarely noticed when someone walked to the side. But Zero now deliberately lowered his sensitivity, relaxed that tight nerve, and let himself be lazy for a while.

Turning his head, Ling saw Master and Victor. The two obviously drank a lot, their faces flushed, and their bodies were full of alcohol. Master walked to the other side, hugged Zero's shoulders hard, and whispered: "It's great to see you again!"

Master is not a person who is easily moved. On the contrary, he is like a sophisticated machine calculating the different scales between different people. But tonight he seemed to be a little different. The long-awaited re-stitching and repulsion of the DK Corps seemed to have reasons to move him enough.

On the contrary, Dr. Victor is more rational. He looked at Zero from head to toe, and said, "It looks like you are doing pretty well."

Ling smiled and said, "It's fine."

"Maybe he's already a big man." Master joked next to him, then poured a sip of wine into his mouth. Ron’s company didn’t send many wines, and Master only had a glass. Now the glass is filled with beer brewed by the Eberron Pub. Naturally, no matter the taste and taste, it can’t be compared with wine, but Master is more. Like this bad wine.

After drinking two cups in a row, he looked at Zero with a pair of red eyes and said, "I said, big shot. How come we have time to spend time in rural areas like ours?"

Victor also looked at Zero, which was different from the past. Although it has only been more than three months apart, it feels like a long time. Zero's breath is more calm and restrained than before, and there is a touch of majesty between his brows. This is the performance of his ability to advance again.

Moreover, the three companions brought by Zero are also powerful capable people. Regarding Ma Pei, who smashed the entire dk corps array alone, and Feng and Su who killed Dekas, Tunguska made an evaluation afterwards. It can be concluded that these people are at least level five or above, and they have the ability to advance professionally. Professional promotion is not an easy task for those with abilities in the wilderness. A few common promotion potions sold by the Dark Council are also expensive things. Besides, these things, like natural ingredients, are neither rich nor rich. Valuable things that you can get.

The Zero Four are obviously capable of advancement, so for the people in the wilderness, just like Master said, they are all big people. Zero The world they see is broader than ordinary people, and the world they live in is not what ordinary people can imagine. At least for a small place like Fury Reef City, it is rare for those with advanced abilities to visit, let alone four people!

Even the stupid people know that the arrival of the four advancers is by no means accidental, not to mention Dr. Victor and Master who have had some friendship with Zero.

Zero replied truthfully: "I want to take Dr. Victor to a place..."

With that, he turned to Master and said, "At the same time, there are some jobs that I want to trouble you."

"It looks like an interesting thing, let's talk about it, what the **** is it?" Master asked the bartender for another beer and paid for it, indicating that this was the last glass of wine he had to drink tonight.

Zero looked at Victor and said solemnly: "I have raised the preliminary funds needed for the rebirth plan, as well as the venue and equipment for a plan. I think that place is safer and more complete than the wilderness. So, if the doctor agrees, I will let my companion go with you tomorrow."

"It sounds like a good place." After Victor drank all the wine in his glass, he burped and said, "Although I prefer this place in Angry Reef City, I will not regret what I promised you. , Don’t tell me, it’s okay to leave now, anyway, I don’t have much to pack."

Zero nodded, and said sincerely: "Thank you, doctor."

"It's too polite to say that." Master laughed: "You did a big favor to Rage Reef City today. Even if the kid Victor disagrees, I will help you get him into your car. Well, let’s talk about the matter between us."

He drank all the remaining wine in the glass, and then said lightly: "I want to stop by and collect some interest from Parkland. What they owe me is not a little bit. That should be a big number, but you know, we don't have any. People who are good at financial management. So I think maybe you can manage this money on our behalf and make it more."

Master fell silent for a while, and after a while he climbed up to the bar to tear his throat and shouted, "Boys, eat and drink as much as you like, and all the accounts for tonight are mine!"

After speaking, the whole pub immediately burst into joy. Master is far from generosity, and there are not many opportunities for him to entertain guests. Immediately, people unceremoniously called for more beer and other food and drink. This made the owner of the tavern very distressed, and he didn't know if there was enough food in the cellar for so many people.

And Master on the bar winked at Zero. Although he didn't say anything, he agreed to Zero's request in another way. Master jumped down and walked around the crowd towards the tavern kitchen. There is a small reception room at the back, which is a suitable place to talk with zero. Zero followed, and soon he was lost in the tavern.

But the tavern was so lively that even Feng and others didn't know when Zero left.

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The blizzard not only raged in the south, but also left its heavy traces in the north.

It was night, and the Blue Ridge Mountains were shrouded in darkness. But the city to which the Parkland chaebol belonged did not fall asleep. The beams of light that swept the night sky from the city from time to time showed that the city was still working.

It's on the tulip-patterned square in the city, right at the top of a 16-story building. In the old Brant’s bedroom, the fireplace was burning, and the room’s heating system was constantly supplying hot air with sufficient humidity. But even so, the old man wrapped in a thick fur coat still felt unspeakably cold.

Old Brandt is already sixty one, and in these turbulent times, he is already too old. In terms of an average life span of 40 years in the wilderness, the incompetent old Brandt should have died long ago. But although he is incapable, he has money. Over the years, the old Brandt prolonged his dying life by relying on the genetic medicine provided by the Dark Council.

He was sitting in a rocking chair, vividly remembering the past. On the day of the cataclysm, he was a ten-year-old child. The disaster that fell from the sky made Brandt, who had a happy family, lost everything. He was one of the survivors on the day of the cataclysm, and only a thousand people were lucky enough to survive on the ruins of the city where Brandt was almost razed to the ground by a meteor shower.

But Brandt never thought he was lucky, because if he died in that disaster, then he wouldn't have to go through the next ten years of darkness.

In that dark history, even those with powerful capabilities now can't help but shiver when they think of it, let alone Old Brandt, an incompetent old man.

The fall of meteorite snow wiped out nearly 90% of life on the earth, countless cities were turned into ruins, the ozone layer that protected the earth was wiped out, and the entire planet was exposed to strong radiation from outer space as if it were unprotected.

Even the lucky ones in the day of the cataclysm continued to die in the following months and even less. After that, the **** of death seemed to stay in the world forever, with a large number of people dying from radiation every day. In just ten years, the number of humans has dropped sharply from the original 500 million to tens of millions of people. This is a terrible attrition.

In the past ten years, the radiation that spread all over the earth gradually formed in the sky with the rising of air and dust, and finally enveloped the thick radiation cloud. The rate of human death has only slowed down, and at the same time, the mutation of humans and other creatures has quietly started in the past ten years.

If the survivors of the cataclysm are lucky, then those who survived the darkest ten years and survived are simply the darlings of the world. And the old Brandt was lucky to survive, and through hard work, starting from a small food processing factory, now forty years later, pieced together the territory of Parkland's business kingdom.

However, now, the kingdom from which the old Brandt worked hard, is facing the dilemma of no one to succeed.

He took out an old photo from his arms with a trembling hand. The photo was taken ten years ago at UU Reading www.uukanshu.com. It was a photo of the Brandt family. In the photo, a boy with a stubborn face stood on the right hand of Old Brandt. The boy has delicate brows and hair like gold.

That was Sauron, the old man's favorite grandson. In the next ten years, Sauron's talent in the elemental domain brought hope to this family without half of the ability.

Old Bran had secretly drawn up a will when Sauron joined the Scarlet Knights of the Dark Council. The will clearly stated that Sauron would be his next successor, but when Sauron was supposed to be in full swing, this outstanding young man was lost in the hands of a mercenary in the wilderness.

Thinking of this, Old Brandt couldn't help holding his fur coat tighter. But this was not enough to reduce the chill from his heart, so Bran’s mouth began to chant the name of another person, the man who was about to plunge the Parkland chaebol into the cold winter.

zero!

(Recently the child has teeth and has a fever and is in a bad mood, so the update is slow. Please forgive me. In addition, tomorrow is the 21st, let us wait for the sunshine on the 22nd!)