Data Wasteland

Dr2619-03-05,am9:00

Red continent, central wilderness.

The deserted plain is filled with dust and the vision is hazy.

There was a cold, dry wind blowing all around. I didn't know where it came from. In short, it was very strange. It was like several electric fans blowing at the same place at the same time. The air flow was turbulent and irregular.

The withered grass blades were spinning in the air, drifting with the dust into unknown distances.

Visibility to the naked eye was very limited, and there seemed to be nothing except the cracked red soil beneath my feet.

This is one of the harshest climate places in the Red Continent and even the world, the central wilderness!

Although it is already March, a good time for spring flowers to bloom and all things to grow, and most areas of the world are moistened by sunshine and rain, this land is still suffering from drought, desolation, and coldness.

Turbulent air currents, abnormal climate, and cracked red earth will always be the indelible symbol of the central wilderness.

As the central plate of the Red Earth Continent, the terrain is flat and vast. It should have been the best place, but due to the special geographical environment, it has become a desolate and barren barren land.

Drought-tolerant plants such as cacti and orchid flowers can still grow in the deserts of Dafangzhou, but in the central wilderness, even weeds cannot survive.

The reason for all this is the peculiar topography.

Viewed from the satellite, the Red Continent is a plate that runs from northwest to southeast. At the north end are the Dragon Mountains and the Nolan Snow Mountains, and at the west end is the Regals Mountains. They are all world-class mountains.

The moist ocean air flow is blocked by the mountains and turns into rainwater to moisten the land at the foot of the mountains. Instead, there is no rainfall and rivers in the center of the continent.

Moreover, located to the east of the Central Wilderness, the world's largest active volcano group, the Red Rock Volcano, erupts from time to time, and the sky is full of volcanic ash falling on this barren land, further destroying vegetation.

"Jingle Bell…"

Amidst the red dust in the sky, there was a crisp ringing sound, accompanied by the heavy running and grunting sounds of some kind of hoofed animal.

A few seconds later, several camels appeared in sight, their heavy hooves crushing the dry and hard red soil.

There is a rider sitting on the hump, with a scimitar on his waist, his head wrapped in cloth, and his face covered with a white cloth, only a pair of narrow and sharp eyes exposed.

Although they have entered an industrialized modern society, sand people still like to domesticate camels as their main means of transportation.

Because vehicles relying on rubber wheels cannot walk in the desert, the heavy body will sink into the quicksand, and suspended high-end motor vehicles are not affordable for ordinary desert residents.

But in fact, the new breed of camels domesticated by the sand people is no worse than any motor vehicle. Even on flat terrain, it can run at speeds of hundreds of kilometers per hour.

Humans are not the only species that evolved during the Cataclysm. On the contrary, humans are far less evolved than lower animals.

According to the viewpoint of Balance scholars, the first law of the multiverse is the conservation of all things.

Because of the conservation of all things, the universe can breed countless lives, the world can be colorful, and all things can coexist. Although snakes, insects, rats and ants are thousands of times weaker than humans who have mastered modern technology, they have extremely strong reproductive and survivability capabilities. No matter how much humans kill them, they cannot be completely eliminated. On the contrary, in the city sewers, various

Planted in dark corners, they live happily.

In the cataclysm, the most mutated species were insects, followed by reptiles, fish, birds, beasts, and finally humans.

Camels, like other species, have undergone varying degrees of mutation and evolution.

The two-humped camel has excellent endurance and speed. It can carry hundreds of kilograms and travel thousands of miles a day.

There is a three-humped giant camel with extremely terrifying endurance. It is three to four meters tall and can carry several tons. It can walk continuously for half a month without eating or drinking. However, it is slow and can only be used for transportation.

There is also a very fast dromedary camel, with a peak sprint speed of more than 200 kilometers per hour. There are also Bactrian war camels with thick skin, bravery and loyalty, and excellent balance. Their tough fur and muscles can bounce off bullets. They can run at a speed of 100 kilometers per hour for three hours in a row. They are also strong, brave and fearless, even if their intestines are broken. flow

, will also rush towards the enemy position dragging its intestines.

And all the attributes are off the charts, making it a perfect holy war camel.

They are new varieties selected by the sand people from hundreds of mutant camels, cross-breeded, and cultivated over a hundred years. They are collectively called "Sand Sea Camels".

But compared to mechanical creations, Sand Sea Camels are always flesh and blood, and are slightly inferior in terms of transportation and combat.

"Xu..."

The leading camel cavalry pulled the reins, and the running camel made a low neigh. The somewhat clumsy body turned sideways, getting out of the way and braking its hooves at the same time.

The desert cavalryman took out the telescope from his waist, looked around and found nothing unusual, then picked up the walkie-talkie and sent the message to the rear.

Not long after, the roar of a large engine came from the dust. Vehicles appeared one after another, all kinds of vehicles, crowded in front and behind. In addition to the common transport trucks, off-road vehicles, and two-wheeled motorcycles used for long distances, there were also cars and battery cars used in urban areas, and even various types of vehicles.

Luxury commercial vehicles and super sports cars. It's just that these vehicles, regardless of model type, are all overloaded. Not to mention the inside of the car, even the roof is filled with various large and small objects. Exposed from between the ropes and tarps were various gold and silver vessels, electrical equipment, and

Pots, pans, clothes, bedding and other household belongings.

When these sand people set out from their hometown, most of them were leading camels and pushing carts. Their clothes were shabby and their faces were yellow and thin. When I returned, it was completely new. Almost a shotgun was replaced by a cannon, wooden carts were replaced by motor vehicles, and even luxury sports cars. The clothes on the body were novel and fashionable, with a big gold chain hanging around the neck and a big gold watch on the wrist.

Filled with all kinds of expensive and fine wine.

Needless to say, these were snatched from the bodies and homes of what they called "Red Country Pigs".

If it weren't for the slight nervousness revealed in their eyes, they would have thought he was a local businessman who went into the city for a shopping spree and returned home with a full load.

Suddenly, a rapid voice came from the walkie-talkie.

"Enemies encountered ahead!"

"Enemies encountered ahead!"

"Enemies encountered ahead!"

Three consecutive alarms represent the seriousness and urgency of the situation.

All the Sand People's vehicles stopped on the spot, the doors were quickly kicked open, and the people inside rolled out holding guns.

Gunshots and explosions followed one after another.

When the reconnaissance cavalry in front discovered the enemy, the enemy also discovered them.

The encounter is imminent.

A Red Nation reconnaissance team encountered a desert army retreating from a small tribe in a corner of Dafang Prefecture.

"There's a sand dog ahead!"

"Kill them!"

The three dune buggies arranged in a row immediately spread out left and right, their gun barrels sticking out of the windows and shooting wildly at the camel cavalry in front.

"Sand God is on top!"

"Protect me, God of Set!"

The camel cavalry raised the scimitar high, with blue light blooming all over his body. He held a short whip in his other hand and whipped the camel's **** hard.

"Snapped!"

The Shahai War Camel was in pain and let out a low roar. Its broad hooves violently crushed the clods of soil and rushed straight towards the enemy vehicles.

A flurry of bullets pierced the air, roared, hit the cavalry, and shattered countless stars and sand like glass.

The Shahai war camel kicked off its hooves, as fast as the wind, and rushed to the front of the red country's sand vehicle in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it, hit him!"

The captain of the red country team yelled, and the driver held the steering wheel tightly and stepped on the accelerator. The engine pistons moved wildly and made a huge roar.

"Buzz!"

"Sand God is on top!"

The cavalry whipped their whips wildly, the war camels lowered their heads, stamped on the ground with furious hooves, and crashed into the dune buggy without fear like a galloping bull.

"Bump!" With a muffled sound, the war camel was hit so hard that it foamed at the mouth, its front legs were broken, and its bulky body rolled backwards for several meters. But its opponent did not fare well either, as the entire front of the dune vehicle collapsed. Go in, engine parts fly off and black smoke comes out

.

After a brief period of dizziness, the Red Army soldier struggled to kick open the car door and climbed out of the car dragging his rifle.

The sand people cavalry on the other side also struggled to get up, but looked back at the sand sea camel that fell to the ground. For the desert cavalry, the war camel is their most important partner besides their own life.

But after just one glance, he turned back resolutely, stared at his enemy, and limped over with the **** scimitar in his hand. Two Red Nation scouts were knocked unconscious by the driver. They were lying on the steering wheel with blood flowing from their foreheads. They didn't know whether they were dead or alive. The team leader sitting in the passenger seat was knocked dizzy by the huge impact and struggled to climb out of the car.

In the sight that rotates upside down, the enemy holding a knife is approaching step by step.

The shaky crosshair moved little by little, aiming at its enemy.

The **** scimitar was raised inch by inch, facing its enemy.

"Long live Ryuga!"

"The Sand God is immortal!"

At this moment, a gust of wind blew by, and dust suddenly rose.

In the blurred vision, the muzzle spit out tongues of fire, and the scimitar reflecting the dazzling sunlight was swung down heavily.

For a moment, it seemed as if the whole world had gone silent. When the dust dispersed, a head rolled to the ground, staring at the sky with wide eyes.

The **** scimitar slowly slid to the ground, and the cavalryman whose chest was riddled with holes raised his head and fell straight down.

The battle continues.

A sandman was lying on the ground, using a vehicle as a cover and holding an assault rifle. The only two small eyes exposed were staring straight ahead.

The two red country dune vehicles moved in an arc, firing bullets wildly at the sand people's team.

Every second, sand people fell down, struggling in a pool of blood, kicking up pieces of sand.

Through the bottom of the vehicle, the wheels of the dune buggy become increasingly clear from far to near. The sand people hiding behind the car were holding assault rifles and murmuring, "God bless the sand, let my bullet grow eyes and hit the head of the red country pig. I promise to kill sheep to fulfill my wish when I get home. Kill ten of them, no." , one hundred lambs…

"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Amidst the curse, flames erupted from the muzzle of the gun, and a bunch of bullets hit the tires of the dune buggy. With a bang, large amounts of sand and dust were sprayed out. The dune buggy that was traveling at high speed suddenly had a tire blowout and the body immediately tilted and rolled over.

The two scouts in the car were thrown out of their seats. Before they had time to react, they were beaten into a hornet's nest by subsequent bullets.

The dying team leader struggled to get close to the walkie-talkie. Before his head was blown off, he yelled with all his strength, "Coordinates 3891, mecha fire support!"

After dozens of seconds of silence, a sky-piercing scream suddenly sounded from above.

"Choo Choo Choo…"

"Boom boom boom!"

Countless cannonballs fell on the convoy of the small tribe of sand people, and earth springs rose into the sky.

The sand people were knocked upside down in an instant. Two of them were directly hit by artillery shells, and seven or eight others were hit or scratched by broken shrapnel.

Suddenly, wailings filled the field, and there were several bodies moving like worms in the smoke, struggling and crying while holding broken arms and legs.

War is always cruel, no matter which side it is on.

On a hill not far away, three tall and slender steel objects appeared. The two mechanical legs are slender and slender, with an eggshell-shaped cockpit and a pair of iron wings above it.

The side of the cockpit is painted with a red fire dragon logo. If you look closely, you can see the code of "Longhe Northern Army Group Red Dragon First Army 57th Division Third Mobile Squadron Seventh Mobile Team".

Underneath the left and right iron wings, two roller-type Vulcan cannons hang.

Under the sun, the muzzle of the gun was dark and shiny, exuding a heart-stopping cold air.

"Sand camel, destroy these sand dogs!"

Following the order from the captain of the mecha squad, three wing-type mechas and twelve Vulcan cannons opened fire at the same time. The high-speed rotating cluster gun barrel shot out long flame whips, wildly beating the convoy of the small tribe of sand people. The scorching bullet shells fell with a clatter, and wherever the flame whip touched, smoke and dust were stirred up several meters high. Large-caliber armor-piercing bullets ravaged people and objects on this land crazily. Vehicles were smashed to pieces, and gold and silver vessels were broken everywhere.

, electrical equipment, pots and pans, clothes and bedding.

The sound of vehicle fuel tanks exploding came one after another, and many sand people did not even scream in agony before being blown to pieces by Vulcan cannons, scattering broken bones and rotten flesh all over the ground.

"Kill all these sand dogs, leaving no one behind!"

Thousands of rounds were vented until the barrel idled and nothing could be fired.

The smoke slowly dissipated, leaving only a mess. There were only a few figures twitching on the ground. The mecha pilot opened the cover, jumped out of the cockpit, pulled out the pistol on his waist, and refilled the guns one by one.

"Let you rob!"

"Let you massacre the city!"

"Go to **** and repent!" There is no sympathy or pity. Regardless of men, women, old or young, they will all be executed!