End of the World: Start by controlling a god's altar

Su Yuan had been to Xuanwu Base in his previous life. Although he was not qualified to see Zhou Xueqian in person due to his strength and status in his previous life, he could hear legends about Zhou Xueqian everywhere in Xuanwu Base.

The strong man Zhou Xueqian was a middle-aged man in his forties, and he had never heard of him having a doctorate, let alone being a mental patient.

But no matter what, the photo in the soldier's hand was indeed of the old madman himself.

Even if the old madman was not the peak gold-level strongman, he was still a key figure of great value to Xuanwu Base... no, it is still Xuanwu Fortress now, and he was a key figure of great value to Xuanwu Fortress.

The old madman took his own photo and admired it narcissistically.

Then he took out a ballpoint pen from his pocket, signed the three characters "Zhou Xueqian" on the photo in a flamboyant manner, and handed it back to the soldier.

"Are there any others who want my autograph? If so, take them out. Don't be embarrassed."

Lynx laughed bitterly, his face full of unwillingness, "Even if we find you, what can we do? Everyone is dead, the captain, Maoqiu, Yezi, all dead!"

Su Yuan has always admired soldiers since he was a child, and he planned to comfort Lynx.

Unexpectedly, the other party suddenly shed tears, gritted his teeth, and cried, "I... I hate it! I hate that I can't complete the rescue mission. I'm sorry for the captain's sacrifice!"

In Su Yuan's view, the injuries on the body of code-named Lynx were enough to take away all his vitality. Maybe he can hold on until now, all relying on his obsession to complete the mission.

Now the mission target has been found. But he was so seriously injured that he couldn't even stand up, and he might close his eyes in the next second. For a moment, his heart was aroused, and he vomited a few mouthfuls of blood.

Lynx looked like he was only in his twenties at most, but he was an iron man. He took off all his equipment and put it in front of him, and his eyes swept over the people around him.

"Dr. Zhou is a national treasure-level scientist. He carries the heavy responsibility of post-disaster reconstruction."

When Shanmao said this, the old madman was looking for colorful bottle caps in the garbage. Every time he found one, he happily put it in his pocket.

Then Shanmao said: "Do you know the altar? It is the pyramid-shaped device that suddenly appeared on the earth."

Su Yuan knew that he was referring to the altar of the gods, but no one used the word "god" to refer to the altar yet.

"You should know from the news that countries around the world have tried their best to destroy or decompose the altar.

Dr. Zhou is a famous physicist, biologist, and archaeologist. He participated in a tentative experiment on the altar before... cough... cough cough cough!"

Shanmao started coughing again, with blood foam flowing from the corners of his mouth. He seemed to feel that he didn't have much time left, and suddenly sped up his speech.

"In addition to the military, there were dozens of top experts in their respective disciplines who participated in the experiment. It is said that an unearthed artifact from 65 million years ago was used to finally make the altar respond.

After the artifact was used, some incomprehensible phenomena suddenly appeared in the space around the altar.

Then all the people involved in the experiment fell into a state of brain death, and only Dr. Zhou was barely conscious. But as you can see, he sometimes seems mentally abnormal.

The data from that experiment is extremely important to us. If you can escort the doctor to the Xuanwu Fortress for me... No, even if you can hold on until the reinforcements arrive and hand him over to the reinforcements, it will be fine."

As he spoke, he pulled out a map from his pocket.

"This map will guide you to the 6-217th military station. Once you get there, our people will escort you and Dr. Zhou to the Xuanwu Fortress.

The Xuanwu Fortress is a permanent military building built to deal with nuclear war. Once you enter there, you can... just..."

Before he finished speaking, Lynx's eyes had dimmed, and his face was still anxious.

He didn't even tell any last words related to himself. It seemed that until the moment of death, he was still trying to persuade the people in front of him to protect Zhou Xueqian.

Su Yuan solemnly closed the eyes of the soldier codenamed Lynx and laid his body flat on the ground.

At this time, Ding Yufu and others saw Lynx die, and immediately rushed to fight for the equipment left by Lynx.

It can be seen that these equipment, including firearms, bulletproof vests, head-mounted scanning mirrors, military walkie-talkies, etc., are obviously a level higher than the current equipment of conventional troops. It can be said that from the appearance alone, it has a bit of future science fiction.

Ding Yufu was the fastest, grabbing the rifle and the belt. The other two young men grabbed a pistol and a bulletproof vest.

The young man who grabbed the bulletproof vest didn't think it was enough, and he went to search on Shanmao's body. He even rolled up Shanmao's trouser legs and pulled out the dagger stuck in his boots.

Su Yuan asked coldly, "You took these things left by Shanmao. Are you going to complete the mission for him and protect Zhou Xueqian?"

The young man who failed to grab the gun put on the bulletproof vest while glancing at the old madman who was still picking up bottle caps.

"Are you crazy? That old guy is obviously a fool. You want me to protect him?"

The young man spit on the ground, "You wish! Who will protect me?"

Su Yuan's face was so gloomy that he could drip water, "Since you don't want to fulfill your obligations, you have no right to touch his relics. Put the things back for me!"

Guns can give people a sense of security at any time, especially now in an environment full of zombies and mutants.

Su Yuan asked them to put the things back, which was tantamount to killing his father and sleeping with his wife!

Although Ding Yufu and others knew that Su Yuan was not easy to mess with, things were different now. Under normal circumstances, ordinary people who have never been able to touch a gun in their entire life will develop an almost crazy obsession and possessiveness towards guns when they suddenly acquire top-notch firearms.

"dream!"

"impossible!"

"Who do you think you are! Just put it back when you said it would?"

The young man on the left raised his pistol, pointed it at Su Yuan, and threatened: "Don't mind your own business. Do you believe I will shoot you to death?"

The old madman actually found it amusing when he saw the two of them at war with each other. He picked up a red wine bottle and threw it to Su Yuan, saying, "Here! He pointed a gun at you, and you pointed a gun at him."

I saw Su Yuan pulling out the cork from the wine bottle, holding it between his index finger and middle finger, and pointing it at the young man's eyebrows in a "pistol" posture.