Chapter 439: Past Events in Bear City
Leaving the insect nest, fresh air hits you in the face, and the wind is refreshingly cool, which makes you feel refreshed.
The inside of the insect nest is dark, damp, and filled with a foul smell. It is not a place for normal people to stay.
"rustle……"
Bearded Sergei stepped hard on the ice and snow on the ground outside, and rubbed it a few times, trying to wipe off the insect nest material on the soles . He didn't want to return to the base with the smell of the insect nest.
"Huh, it's finally out!"
Little Peter also grabbed a handful of relatively clean snow, rubbed his dry cheeks, then tilted his head back, took a few deep breaths of fresh air, with a satisfied smile on his lips.
Behind him, he had a sharp fang that looked like a scimitar, which gave him a unique temperament.
"I, Peter Kozlov, am also a man who has entered a hive!" Little Peter waved his fist vigorously. "Even Alexander has never had this experience. Little Maria will definitely fall in love with me!"
"Haha, little Peter, did you gain a lot this time?" the team's liaison officer asked with a smile.
"See what I have on my back?"
Little Peter said proudly: "This is the fang of the lord creature, and it is the most powerful one. There is only one in the entire insect nest, and there will never be a second one in the future!"
"Did you kill the Hive Lord?" asked another team member.
"No, we just asked them to restrain themselves and warned them not to attack humans again..."
Sergei laughed in a rough voice, and on the way back, he told all the team members everything that happened in the hive.
"After we entered the insect nest, we saw countless insects... At that time, the masked friend only said one sentence..."
From the perspective of ordinary people, the things happening in the Zerg Nest are too incredible. If they were to be spread out, it would definitely cause an uproar and even make many people doubt Su Xia's true identity - could he have been parasitized by the Zerg?
If he hadn't been infected by a high-level parasite, how could he have made the bugs retreat with just a few words?
But Sergei knew that Suxia would not mind these suspicions, so he said it out.
If Su Xia minded, she would not have allowed them to shoot videos in the insect nest before, because the videos had to be handed over to Xiong Cheng and might become educational materials for Xiong Cheng in the future.
Although Sergei looks rough, he is quite thoughtful.
He is not the kind of person who is brave but not wise, otherwise he would not be able to be the captain.
Su Xia really didn't mind. There were already too many speculations surrounding his identity, such as ghost, undead, messenger of death, mechanical biological experiment subject, Iron Fist Golden Wolf clone, etc. It didn't matter if he had another identity as a parasite.
After Sergei finished his story, the other twenty-six team members opened their eyes wide, looked at Su Xia in shock.
"Just one sentence made the swarm retreat?"
"Oh my god, is this what it means to be powerful?"
"I can already imagine that scene. My masked friend is so amazing..."
On the way, Peter Jr. also took out the video footage he had shot to prove that Sergei was not lying.
When you open the video, you can see that Su Xia is walking alone in front, strolling leisurely, neither hurried nor slow. Wherever he passes, all the insects are scared away, like a god walking in the corrupt world.
Everyone who saw the video was even more shocked. They stretched their necks with their eyes bulging, not wanting to miss any video footage.
The entire return journey was filled with exclamations and praises.
"Oh, this is incredible!"
"As expected of a masked friend!"
Everyone rushed to watch the video and was so engrossed in it that they even forgot they were still high in the air. Some people almost fell off the metal plate.
Su Xia remained silent. These people were very blunt in their words, praising him from various angles along the way.
He rarely heard so much straightforward praise, and he didn't know how to respond. He could only smile and say, "Nothing, it's just a simple operation, no need to be surprised..."
Not long after, everyone returned to the abandoned town.
The bugs in the city have retreated.
Before leaving, the bugs did not forget to take away the densely packed corpses, or food, on the streets in the city center, leaving behind only patches of blood that looked like stains.
The remaining bloodstains, as well as the dense bullet holes and claw marks on the streets and buildings, are like a silent documentary, telling the story of the tragic battle that took place here before.
"I'm finally back. Today's mission is complete!"
"Luckily I have masked friends!"
"Let's take a rest, then we'll go back to the base. We must treat our masked friends well!"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief after returning to the building. They all took a rest on the spot, either lying down or leaning against the wall, slowly recovering their strength.
Sergei leaned against the window, took out a small iron wine flask, laughed, took two sips, and said, "Thank you so much today, my masked friend!"
"You're welcome. I'm looking forward to your sumptuous dinner." Su Xia smiled.
"Haha, don't worry, it will be very rich!"
In the distance, the sun had already set, and the warm sunlight shone through the dense branches of the trees, leaving a crimson patch in the blood-stained jungle.
The sunshine after the war seemed particularly warm.
During the break, Sergei told Suxia the purpose of their operation today.
They were indeed here to look for weapons and supplies, and they did not live in this city. This kind of city is too big to be convenient for covert operations, and they would be easily discovered by the mechanical patrol forces.
"There are hundreds of small cities like this on this snow-covered plain. They were all built decades ago. The specifications of each city are similar. There are basically air-raid shelters connected in all directions under the city, and a large amount of military supplies are stored..."
Sergei patted the ammunition box beside him with his big hands, a smile on his rough cheeks.
The supplies stored in a city like this alone are enough to support a small-scale war.
The supplies stored underground in hundreds of cities, combined, are enough for them to launch a subversive and massive war.
"Although these weapons are decades old, they are still usable and well preserved," Sergey elaborated.
The earliest ammunition boxes have numbers and dates from seventy years ago, and even the most recent ones are twenty or thirty years old.
Bullets produced decades ago and bullets produced today can both kill people and make a bloody hole in the body. There is no difference.
They don't mind old weapons as long as they are useful.
As a native local, Sergei confirmed the rumors for Suxia.
"It is said that there were no people in these cities originally?" Su Xia asked.
"Yes, such small cities were built for the World War. Their purpose was to relocate the residents of the big cities during the war and disperse them throughout the northern plains to preserve the manpower... Normally, no one would live here..."
This kind of small city exists only for war.
In the past, there was indeed a huge Northern Empire that dominated the entire northern part of the continent and had an unimaginably vast area.
The military supplies stored underground in the city were all stockpiled by the huge empire back then. They were originally intended to prevent civil war among the human race, but later they encountered the mechanical race.
"The underground reserves in these cities had no chance to be used before the entire empire fell." Andrew sighed. He was an eyewitness to the devastating war that year.
"Fortunately, the mechanical race is not clear about the specific conditions of these cities, which leaves us with an opportunity."
The weapons and ammunition in the box were all made according to the highest standards of the time.
Rare metals were even mixed into the gun body, making it strong and durable, of very high quality, far better than those weapons made from ordinary metals in small handmade workshops in the oasis camp.
To be honest, in the entire oasis camp, perhaps only the weapons used by Su Xia's North Wind Organization can be considered of high quality. Those weapons were carefully selected by Su Xia, and many of them were high-specification standard weapons produced by Anluo Company, not small workshop products.
"This is the advantage of Bear City. We are not short of weapons and ammunition." Sergei said that if there were no weapons, he could just find a city and dig underground to find piles of weapons and ammunition boxes.
Even the current Lord of Bear City doesn’t know... How many weapons and ammunition did the huge empire once buried underground in the northern plains?
"My masked friend, the ammunition boxes you see piled up in this building are only a small part of what we moved out of the air-raid shelter under our building. Maybe less than one percent." Sergei said with a smile.
"Understood."
Su Xia used his ability and sensed the presence of a large amount of metal underground in the city.
The entire underground of the city is empty, with air-raid shelters interconnected in all directions. The underground area is even larger than the ground area, which is amazing.
Sergei raised his head and took a sip of the wine in the iron pot, touched his mouth, and continued: "Today's mission was going smoothly. We found this city and a large number of weapons stored underground, but we didn't expect to encounter bugs... If we had known we would encounter bugs, we shouldn't have brought little Peter out."
"Is little Peter's identity special?" Su Xia asked casually.
"His father is the current lord of Bear City." Sergei did not hide anything and told the truth.
"With such an identity, why is he in your team?"
A team like Sergei's, who operates in the snowy wasteland all year round and carries out various missions, is bound to run into danger sooner or later.
Even if I don’t encounter it today, I will encounter it in the future.
I just happened to be saved by Su Xia today, but I may not be so lucky next time.
As the son of the city lord and a person of noble status, little Peter should have studied hard in the city and completed his education. He should not have taken risks at such a young age.
"He applied for it himself, and the city lord agreed. Let us give him the treatment of an ordinary soldier."
Sergei suddenly sighed and said, "In special times, everyone will die. In the face of death, everything is equal."
"I see."
Su Xia could see that the other members of the team were very caring towards little Peter, often giving him guidance and instruction, and always thinking of little Peter first when there was merit.
He himself probably didn't want to enjoy the privileges of being the city lord's son, but wanted to return with honor.
"Why is little Peter so thin?" Su Xia asked another question. As the son of the city lord, even if he has no special privileges, he should have no problem getting enough food, right?
According to the system, little Peter is already seventeen years old, but he looks only thirteen or fourteen.
"Alas, most young people of their generation are like this." Sergei explained the reason.
The war affected an entire generation. The generation that grew up in the war was very miserable. The childhood memories of many people are the rumbling of artillery and displacement.
Food is scarce, daily necessities are in short supply, and many children are malnourished.
This problem has not been well resolved even after the establishment of Bear City.
In order to get enough food, Bear City went through many twists and turns and was even deceived by other human settlements.
"Damned Lion City. They exchanged food with us for military equipment and supplies. We sent them only the best supplies, but the food they brought back was all moldy and rotten!" Sergei is still angry when talking about what happened that year.
"Is there such a thing?"
"Alas, we didn't expect that." Sergei said helplessly, "At that time, we almost fought with Lion City, but the leaders of several other settlements persuaded us to put the human race first and not to start a civil war, so this matter was suppressed."
They suffered a lot and basically fell into every possible pitfall, which made the first few years of Bear City quite miserable.
Many of them are hidden losses, and they cannot express their pain after suffering them. As long as the other party takes the righteousness and uses the unity of the human race as an excuse to occupy the moral high ground , they have no way to deal with it.
"Let's not talk about this anymore, let's go back to the base." Andrew changed the subject, a smile reappeared on his face, and said, "I still owe my masked friend a sumptuous dinner, so we can't delay any longer!"
Everyone had rested enough and it was time to return to the base.
In the distance, the sun in the sky tilted a few degrees to the west, and it was not far from evening.
The group organized their equipment, packed up their belongings, left the abandoned small city, and entered the dense birch forest.
The snowflakes are still , scattered here and there, and crystal clear under the warm yellow sunlight.
In order to save time, Su Xia took everyone flying again at a moderate speed, shuttling between the straight birch trees.
This time, without the threat of insects, everyone can enjoy the scenery along the way.
"After living here for so many years, this is the first time I've looked at this land seriously from this perspective," Sergei sighed.
“This is what it feels like to fly…”
Little Peter stretched out his hands and opened his arms, his tender cheeks full of smiles, snow flying through his fingers, and his light golden hair fluttering in the wind.
The liaison officer in the team took out an old harmonica, smiled, and played it gently in the wind, producing a melodious sound.
The sky gradually darkened, time passed, the sun set in the west, and the evening breeze became gentler.
Sergei and his team's base is located in a river valley, built on the bank of a flowing stream. It is the nineteenth external contact point of Bear City, and more than ten teams are temporarily stationed here.
In the evening, wisps of smoke rose from the riverside, and the scent of human life drifted across the vast snowfield.
At the same time, the specific process of Sergei and his team's mission today also drifted to the more distant Bear City like the wind.
