Chapter 752 (1/2)

On March 1st, the month of disaster arrived as scheduled.

Mud crabs began to wake up from their hibernation, emerge from the shallows with round heads, and begin to land on the beach. Hunger and reproductive instincts drive these creatures forward. Any creature will be foraging, and even dead claws will not dare to make a mistake in front of these gnawing monsters.

On the beach of despair, there are triangular barbed stakes tied with graphene cables on the beach. The posts are connected with barbed wire, like tank traps.

This is the idea of Li Wang's deputy. Although it seems stupid, it is surprisingly effective. These stakes may not be able to pierce the mud crab's shell, but they are heavy enough and strong enough. For short legged creatures like mud crabs, they either have to remove the whole stake or push them forward into the sand.

Before the wall is built, this method can only be used to block the pace of mud crabs. The supply line from Yizhou island to Wanghai city is too long, and the number of ”fireball 1” is limited, so the rocket coverage must be used in key places.

NAC's soldiers, relying on bunkers made of wooden posts, attacked mud crabs trying to cross the line of defense.

More and more wooden piles have been put on the beach to buy time for the construction of the wall. The Rockets intermittently tilt a rain of fire on the beach, providing a little respite for soldiers fighting on the front line.

In the expeditionary fort, in addition to artillery and a small number of logistics personnel, non combat units have begun to evacuate to the airship.

Lin Ling stood pale in the cockpit of order, looking at the direction of despair beach. The tide of marsh crabs formed a dark green steel torrent, squeezing NAC soldiers' defense line little by little

holding her little hand tightly in front of her chest, she turned her eyes to the direction of Datun mountain and whispered the same words repeatedly.

”Big change. Don't worry about it.”

It is a small wooden house, located in the resort's Qingshui lake. It was not until he saw the rusty sign that Jiang Chen knew why the name of the nuclear power station was not datunshan nuclear power station, but Qingshui.

There were houses all over the place, but for what reason he built this wooden house by the lake.

Pushing open the rotten wooden door, a damp and moldy smell came to my face.

Jiang Chen stepped into the house and looked at the pattern of the wooden house.

There are all kinds of pots and pans, but it doesn't look like someone has lived. There are thick cobwebs in the corner of the room. Moss and mushrooms grow in the corner of the room. Cockroaches the size of the soles of their feet dart into the holes, showing the desolation of this place.

Next to the cupboard was a pile of nutritious mixture and several pieces of pickled mud crab roe. It can be seen that this should be his hiding place in the month of disaster. If he does not enter the shelter, it is indeed a good place to take refuge.

there is a yellow diary on the table of the wooden house. Jiang Chen picked up the diary, shakes off the dust on the cover, and flipped through the contents of the diary.

This diary, written after he was expelled from the nuclear power plant, records his adventures over the years. Different from the notebook with the map, the words recorded in this diary are neat and delicate, which can not be associated with the murderous devil.