Embers Ad Infinitum

Jiang Baimian's reaction made Wang Fugui, Waite, Gray and the gang, as well as the two survivors as guides, quite surprised and completely incomprehensible.

After finally walking through the tunnel, I left the cave and found a city ruin. At this time, I accidentally surveyed the surroundings. What radio station did I get and what broadcast?

Is this what a normal person should have?

Does this team have obsessive-compulsive disorder and must listen to XX radio station at this point in time? No, that radio station was set up by the forces behind them. Listening to the radio is actually receiving orders? Or is this the price Xue Shiyue paid? Wang Fugui was well-informed and quickly found two reasonable explanations.

Long Yuehong and Bai Chen were also very impressed with the 119.2 frequency band. Although they did not directly encounter the silent and terrible impact, they still felt like listening to ghost stories when they heard Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao afterwards. .

Moreover, this is closely related to the wasteland No. 13 remains guarded by the regular army of the "First City"!

Wouldn't it be so bad... We obviously entered the mountain and didn't go northeast... Long Yuehong originally wanted to find a secret base and unearth some valuable information and items. The former can report to the company and wait for contributions. Point rewards, the latter can be used to repay debts, who knows, the ruins discovered by the team are secrets, but they are too secret, and the degree of danger has soared.

At this time, Gnawa played the content he heard through the speaker:

"Everyone, today I will mainly talk about the maintenance of refrigerators and the changes of Yin and Yang..."

The familiar magnetic voice echoed, and Jiang Baimian's scalp felt a little numb.

She hurriedly said to Gnawa:

"Change to another location and do the monitoring again to figure out the approximate distance between the'Road and Electrical Maintenance' radio station and us."

"Road and electrical maintenance"... The more Wang Fugui and others listened, the more they were at a loss.

They can understand every word, but when added together, they don't know what it is.

Based on such a daze, they cautiously stood still, and did not force to walk out of the park to explore the ruins of the city.

Jiang Baimian's rather solemn expression made them think that things might not be so simple.

They have had similar experiences in the past. At this time, they would rather miss it than take the risk.

After a while, Gnawa, who had changed positions, walked back and spoke a standard baritone:

"The station is no more than two kilometers away from us."

This...Although Long Yuehong was a little bit mentally prepared for this answer, he still heard his eyelids move and his heart beat faster.

I and others really entered the wasteland No. 13 ruins, and it was near the "Road and Electrical Repair" radio station!

Jiang Baimian glanced at Shang Jianyao, who was full of inquiring "spiritual" without fear, and exhaled:

"Get out of here.

"Long-term plan."

Her "long-term plan" means to return to the advance camp first, report the matter here to the company, see what the company understands and think about the ruin 13 ruins, what kind of feedback it will make, and then decide based on the feedback. Don't come again. If you want, be prepared and choose the daytime for follow-up exploration.

Of course, if the danger is too great, stop here and let the company send someone else.

"Retreat..." Wang Fugui whispered to himself, keenly aware of the danger of the turbulent undercurrent in the air.

He hurriedly said to the "old tune group":

"Is there any problem here?"

"I don't know if you have heard of the wasteland No. 13 ruins?" Because Wang Fugui has always been very friendly, Jiang Baimian decided to remind them a few words.

This will not do any harm to the "old tune group" itself.

When the cold gray next to Wang Fugui heard Jiang Baimian's rhetorical question, he was shocked:

"This is the wasteland 13 ruins?"

As a lone hunter who has been active all year round in the surrounding areas of the original city, he knew very well about the various rumors of the wasteland No. 13 ruins.

"Yes." Jiang Baimian nodded solemnly, "Now it seems that the giant white wolf should have run out from here."

This can explain why such a deformed creature with special ability suddenly appeared in the mountains on the north shore.

Hearing that the white giant wolf was related to the wasteland No. 13 remains, Wang Fugui and others nodded slightly, thinking it was reasonable.

Nothing will pop out for no reason.

At the same time, they recalled the distance and direction they walked down, and they felt that this place should be the remains of Wasteland 13.

"How dangerous is here, I don't think I need to say more? Even if you want to take a risk and try, I also recommend going back first and be prepared before you come." Jiang Baimian was not wordy, and directly gave out "Old Regarding whether the group of lone hunters would listen to the opinions of the "adjustment group", she didn't care at all.

In this step, the "old-tuned group" has been regarded as benevolent!

Wang Fugui pondered a little, and said to Waite, Gray and others:

"I don't think I can be reckless, so I'll go back and talk about it. Such a big city ruined, I won't run away on my own."

Waite, Gray, and others are a bit hesitant. After all, the Wasteland No. 13 ruins are likely to have unusually rich materials and high-priced intelligence.

And it is not the horrible rumors that prevent the hunters of the relics from exploring here, but the regular army of the "prime city" that blocked this area.

At this moment, Shang Jianyao suddenly smiled and said:

"The officers of the'First City' are so stupid that they didn't send anyone to guard here."

Upon hearing this sentence, the faces of Waite and others changed:

If the "First City" regular army controls the ruins of the city, it is impossible not to send troops to watch such an entrance and exit!

If not, it means that their blockade is only confined to the periphery, indicating that their exploration of the wasteland No. 13 remains is not so deep.

Even the regular army of the "First City" can only do this step. The danger hidden in the wasteland No. 13 remains can be imagined!

"Okay, return first." Waite immediately responded to Wang Fugui's proposal.

Gray and others no longer hesitate.

The two teams turned around and walked towards the entrance of the passage.

Looking back at this time, they found that there was originally a metal gate here, but they didn't know who opened it.

"The radio station you just listened to is related to this place?" Wang Fugui asked sincerely while on the move.

Jiang Baimian nodded:

"Yes~www.readwn.com~ a very dangerous station. It's located here."

"It allows everyone who hears the broadcast content to be affected by it..." Shang Jianyao described the situation in the tone of telling a ghost story.

The eyes of Wang Fugui, Gray and Waite suddenly widened.

Either they have never heard of such things, or they have only learned from some rumors, and have never actually encountered them.

The mystery and power of the radio owner makes people tremble just by imagination.

As the two teams proceeded silently, Shang Jianyao's tactical backpack suddenly heard a voice:

"Hey, I really miss you..."

The moving and sad songs echoed quickly.

Long Yuehong looked over in surprise and blankly, and subconsciously asked Shang Jian Yao:

"Why are you singing suddenly?"

Is this really good now in this atmosphere?

Shang Jianyao, who was staring at him, was not embarrassed, and his face was full of surprises:

"My little speaker is alive! It can sing by itself!"

As he spoke, he tried to take off the tactical backpack.

Hearing this sentence, Jiang Baimian's face changed slightly, and he suddenly thought of something, believing that Shang Jianyao would not lie about this kind of thing.

She hurriedly cast her gaze to Gnawa.

Gnawa's eyes flashed red, and he had already stopped.

In the endless night of starlight, in the desolate environment overgrown with weeds, he opened his mouth and made a slightly smiling voice:

"The way is in circuits, electric boards, and electrical appliances."

This voice is completely different from Gnawa's original baritone with a sense of synthesis. It is magnetic, low, and emotional.

It's like being broadcast directly through the broadcast.

Hearing these words and seeing this kind of gnava, Long Yuehong's pupils dilated sharply, and a name flashed in his mind:

Wu Meng!

Wu Meng, the owner of "Road and Electrical Maintenance Radio"!