C64 (1/2)

We walked in the dark wilderness. Although it was flat from the cliff, it was not a good place to walk on. The wasteland was actually a half marsh structure. It looked like a green carpet of grass, thick with mud, and now the grass was wet with the dew of the night. The mud was thicker and heavier under our shoes, and it took a lot of effort to pull our feet out of the mud with every step, and we would often step into the puddles as we walked.

For concealment, we could not switch on our flashlights, but moved on in the dark. Fortunately, until we reached the egg-shaped building, we did not encounter any patrolling guards, which made me feel both grateful and a little strange, since the base seemed to be rather secret, important, and should not be so relaxed.

We were less than fifty meters from the egg-shaped building, squatting behind a clump of grass that was half the height of a man.

Only now did we realize how magnificent this base was. The egg-shaped buildings had glowing glass walls extending in both directions, and we couldn't see the end of them, but this building was only a small part of the huge building complex, and most of the buildings were three to five stories high, with egg-shaped buildings as the center, radiating out from the center. They extended along a straight road, as if it was a small town!

However, this town was completely lifeless! Except for the egg-shaped buildings, none of the other buildings were lit, which was why we didn't find them on the cliffs. The strangest thing was that although it was still dark, there was not a single person around. We had imagined that it would be heavily armed sentries, researchers in white coats, and so on. Not a single one of them appeared.

”Why is there no one here?” Even San Mao who had two less tendons in his head felt that something was wrong. He stretched his neck like a duck and looked around.

”What's wrong?” Mao Tou was not even as tall as that thatched cottage. He struggled to stand on his toes but he could not see anything.

”Look for yourself!” San Mao grabbed the collar on the back of Mao Tou's neck and lifted him up.

Caught off guard, Mao Tou cried out in surprise and was lifted up into the air, his hands and legs flailing about wildly. However, in an instant, he calmed down and muttered: ”How could this be?

”It couldn't have been moved away, right?” He shook his head, and then shook his head.

The four of us stared at what looked like the legendary Namibia city of the dead. When the adventurers found the dead city, we could see through the gates that houses, streets, inns, and shops were available, and there were also pots, pans, chairs, and chairs in the houses, but for some reason no one was smoking.

I pondered for a moment before making up my mind. I waved my hand and said, ”Let's go take a look first.”

We slowly made our way to the entrance of the egg-shaped building. As we approached, I suddenly felt something slip under my feet, and it made a jingling sound. I was startled and quickly stopped.

San Mao picked up a 95 Type Assault Rifle and took a look inside the magazine. The inside was filled with bullets, he threw the gun at me and picked up another gun from the ground. He looked at the bullets, then hung them on his neck.