Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong did not react immediately until the two bicycles also saw them.
Bang, bang, the two people with rifles on their backs directly abandoned their bicycles and rolled and jumped behind nearby obstacles.
Seeing this scene, Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong woke up and no longer just raised their assault rifles vigilantly and reflexively. They quickly pounced sideways, covering themselves with the help of two pillars at the entrance of the hospital.
The scene became extremely quiet for a while, with only occasional birdsong coming from afar.
Seeing that Long Yuehong seemed to want to pick up the walkie-talkie, Shang saw Yao raising his voice and shouting in the air:
"We have no ill intentions!"
After a short silence, there was also a slightly silent voice over there, as if it had phlegm:
"Neither do we!"
Shang Jianyao immediately responded:
"Maybe we can exchange information!"
After a few seconds, the other side shouted:
"This kind of communication doesn't seem very convenient!"
"Then let's get closer!" Shang Jianyao proposed loudly without thinking.
The two of them communicated in a low voice across the obstacles, but because of the distance, neither Shang Jianyao nor Long Yuehong heard the specific content clearly.
In less than a minute, the other side responded:
"Okay!"
When Shang Jianyao heard this, he turned his head to Long Yuehong and said:
"I'll go first, you later, do a good job of strategy and protection."
"Hmm." Long Yuehong let go of his right hand holding the handle of the gun and made a gesture that was no problem.
Shang Jianyao didn't try to get the other party to leave the hiding place first, he held an assault rifle and left behind the pillar step by step with tense muscles all over his body.
During this process, he was highly vigilant and ready to fall and roll at any time.
Seeing that he showed sincerity, there was also a person over there, with the same posture of guard.
This man was in his thirties, about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a slightly shriveled, dirty, and dark blue over-the-knee down jacket with three or four patches, and his hairline on the top of his head was severely degraded and he was quite bald.
His hair is pale yellow, his eyes are light blue, his facial features and contours are darker, which is obviously different from Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong and others, and at first glance he belongs to the Red River race.
Perhaps because he has been active in the wilderness for many years, this person's skin has many cracked marks, and the nail covers are obviously black.
He held the rifle tightly, closing the distance with Shang Jianyao meter by meter.
After they entered the range of convenient conversation, Long Yuehong and the remaining man opposite left the hiding place and moved closer to their companions.
"What do you call it?" The bald man was the same as just now, using the gray language, which is the mother tongue of Shang Jianyao and others, not the Red River language.
During the process of speaking, he did not relax and remained highly vigilant.
"Shang Jian Yao." Shang Jianyao replied calmly, "An official relic hunter, what about you?"
Long Yuehong, who originally wanted to answer, was suddenly relieved - he was quite afraid that Shang Jianyao would "get sick" at this time, after all, he was not an acquaintance, and no one could appreciate and tolerate his "humor".
The bald man thought for a moment and said:
"Harris. Brown, intermediate hunter."
He didn't show his hunter badge, nor did he let Shang Jianyao show it, because this was in the ruins, there was no special machine to read the information in the chip, and it was impossible to confirm the real owner of the badge and the corresponding credit level.
——The technology of engraving names on badges is too primitive and easy to imitate, and most importantly, the person holding the badge can choose to report the name on the badge without using his real name.
Harris. The conversation between Brown and Shang Jianyao is actually closer to "greetings" to set the atmosphere.
Shang Jianyao glanced at Harris. Brown's companion found that this was a woman, more than 1.60 meters tall, and her facial features were quite ordinary.
Her flaxen hair hung down naturally, and as soon as she reached her shoulders, she was wearing a beige beret that had been washed cleanly.
"You don't seem to have gained much?" Shang Jianyao turned his gaze back to Harris. Brown.
Harris. Brown replied without a smile:
"It's normal to just pass by and spend a little time trying it, and it's normal not to gain anything.
"In this ruin, it is difficult to get supplies without the right equipment.
"Is this your first time here?"
"Yes." Shang Jianyao replied calmly, and then asked, "Did you also take on that task to find the guy with black hair and golden-eyed?"
Harris. Brown nodded slightly:
"A piece of advice for you, the charges:
"Give up this mission, the north of Yuelu Station has been very unstable lately."
"Is it related to the anomaly in the depths of the swamp? You heard the roar that night, right?" Shang Jianyao asked.
Harris. Brown's expression gradually became solemn:
"Yes, we were north of Yuelu Station at that time.
"After dawn, we continued on and found several bodies, bodies that had just been dead for a few hours.
"These corpses do not have any fatal scars on their bodies, but their expressions are all distorted, some show pain, some are full of fear, and some seem to be laughing, laughing terribly."
Long Yuehong's heart was furious when he heard this, and his scalp was slightly numb, but this feeling was quickly dispelled by Shang Jianyao's question:
"There are no fatal scars...... What about the clothes, are there any left?"
What the hell is this...... Long Yuehong couldn't help but scold.
Harris. Brown's expression froze slightly:
"No.
"Obviously, someone found the body before we and took all the belongings."
"Professional." Shang Jianyao praised Harris. Brown felt a little out of step with the pace of the conversation.
He took a silent breath and continued:
"Hey, they didn't even let go of their hair, otherwise I would have been able to get a wig. In short, after seeing those corpses, we gave up the mission and went all the way back, not daring to rest more, and just arrived here an hour ago."
"It's pretty fast." Shang Jianyao commented casually.
Harris. Brown did not have a side head:
"We are riding bicycles and can use some paths in the swamp, but cars and motorcycles cannot pass through and can only take a detour."
Shang Jianyao nodded slightly:
"One last question.
"Are there any other relic hunters or wilderness wanderers here?"
"There are a few, but with your equipment, as long as you don't take the initiative to attack them, they won't provoke you." Harris. The top of Brown's head reflected a little light in the sunlight.
Shang Jianyao asked as if he was thinking:
"What if there are no these weapons?"
Harris. Brown's face suddenly twisted:
"In the ashes, weakness is the original sin."
His eyes became a little fierce, revealing a bit of hatred that could not be concealed.
Without waiting for Shang Jianyao to ask again, he exhaled and let his expression return to normal:
"It's time for me to ask.
"This is the reward that the advice just now needs to be paid."
Anyway, the information contained in that advice was actually not very valuable, because many of the retracted relic hunters had more or less found abnormalities.
Besides, this was already more than a day ago, and it would take more than a day to go north of Yuelu Station at the earliest.
"Can I pay with something else?" Shang Jianyao let go of his left hand holding the assault rifle magazine and reached into his clothing pocket.
"You have to take a look." Harris. Brown and his companions suddenly raised their alert level, fearing that Shang Jianyao would come up with some dangerous items.
Shang Jianyao quickly took out two small bags of compressed biscuits and showed them off.
- This was supposed to be part of his ruins lunch.
「…… It's wonderful, you're generous." Harris. Brown didn't expect the other party to be willing to exchange food for food.
This can barely make them deal with it.
Shang Jianyao immediately threw the two small bags of compressed biscuits over.
Harris. Brown and his companions didn't pick it up, letting the two small bags of compressed cookies fall to the ground.
This is because they are afraid that the other party will shoot while they are receiving cookies.
"Let's talk later." Shang Jianyao smiled, as if saying goodbye to his friend.
He and Long Yuehong immediately walked to the gate of the ruins of the steel mill step by step, without relaxing their attitude towards Haris. Brown and his companions were on guard.
The same goes for the other party.
When the distance between the two sides is large enough, it is no longer possible to hit the sharpshooter, Harris. Brown asked his companion to pick up the compressed biscuits and pushed the two bicycles over.
After watching the two of them ride their bicycles out of the ruins, Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong held assault rifles and looked around the square outside the gate.
"The outside should be the accommodation area, search here first, or inside?" Long Yuehong asked with some hesitation.
Shang Jianyao didn't look at the collapsed or dilapidated "green" buildings on both sides of the square, and pointed to the gate:
"Go inside first and figure out the basic layout."
"Okay." Long Yuehong did not object.
The two of them immediately passed through the iron-black gate that allowed multiple vehicles to travel in parallel.
"It seems that the relic hunters also have limits, and this gate has not been divided and moved." Long Yuehong glanced back and sighed.
Shang Jianyao followed and looked at it:
"It may not be cost-effective."
They stopped speaking and walked along the wide but broken road towards the depths of the steel plant.
On the right side of here, there is a row of very spacious bungalows with no doors, and unlike the bungalows in the outpatient area of the hospital, there are walls separating the small rooms, and there are only pillars in the middle.
In some rooms without left and right walls, there are also grooves where people can stand or lie down.
"What kind of place is this?" Long Yuehong asked puzzled.
Shang Jianyao shook his head:
"I don't know. However, don't you think it's convenient to stand in those grooves to repair the bottom of the car?"
"This is a repair area? The next side is equivalent to a garage?" Long Yuehong suddenly realized, "Remember to mark it later."
On the left side of the road, there is a foul-smelling pond, small groups of trees, and small buildings hidden in the greenery.
Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong didn't care about these places for the time being, and went deep into the factory area step by step.
It didn't take long for them to arrive near the towering "chimneys" and saw many steel supports and rugged buildings erected around them.
Large dragon-like iron-black pipes slid down from somewhere in the "chimney" to different places, and the angle was not too steep.
These pipes are not closed, they seem to be the remaining half after being cut horizontally in a circle.
Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong entered this area, going up and down along the road, through the rusty steel forest.
Soon, there were broken guardrails on the edge of the road, and outside was a pool full of rainwater, and I didn't know what it was used for.
Because there is shelter in the high places here, the sunlight can only shine a little, and the surroundings look very gloomy and dim.
In addition, there was no sound, it was quiet, and Long Yuehong became more and more heartbroken as he walked.
He couldn't help but speak:
"Didn't you say there are other relic hunters? Why didn't you touch any of them?"
Shang Jianyao glanced at him:
"It doesn't seem too auspicious to say this kind of thing at this time."
As soon as he finished speaking, a clanging sound suddenly sounded from a high place.
A black shadow fell quickly, and after colliding with the steel support and the construction expenditure part a few times, it fell heavily not far ahead.
This is a human being, his body has been damaged to a certain extent, and the blood is overflowing rapidly.
At this time, the sound of banging was still echoing in this area and did not completely subside.
Before Long Yuehong and Shang Jianyao could react, they saw a figure walking at the corner of the road ahead.
This figure was taller than Shang Jianyao, his whole body was composed of a black metal skeleton, his left arm was holding a grenade launcher, and his right palm had flame spouts and laser launch holes.
"He" was wearing a tattered yellow monk's robe, a bright red robe on the outside, and a pair of red eyes on his face.
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