The Red Alert Begins in the Wasteland

　　 The next day, Cai Ruichen opened his bloodshot eyes while suffering.

　　 He was sore all over, he could hardly get up from bed by himself, and he could not sleep almost all night last night.

　　 shot a hundred rounds in a row last night, shooting in a prone position, three o'clock and one line, his ears were almost leaning on the grab, and then he felt the whole night, and he kept thinking of the clear gunfire.

　　 He was originally tired, so he should fall asleep easily, but the sound of gunshots in his ears like a spell made him unable to sleep.

　　 Until the middle of the night, I finally fell asleep in a daze.

　　 lay down on the bed for a while, and then he resisted the soreness of his body, got up and began to dress and wash.

　　 If it weren't for the fact that Elle Yessel performed massage on him before going to bed and drank the nutrient solution sent by the machine butler, he would really be unable to get up at the moment.

　　 Even if he really can't get up, he still has to get up. Seeing that it is already seven o'clock in the morning, eight o'clock is on time, he still has to go to the real space to supplement food.

　　 Fifteen minutes later, Cai Ruichen dragged his exhausted body to the restaurant. The machine butler had already prepared breakfast, and Al Yeser arrived at the restaurant on time.

　　 Seeing Cai Ruichen's appearance, Al Yessel saluted first, and said: "The commander hasn't adapted yet, and I won't feel so lucky in a few days."

"I'm fine. I can't die anyway and continue to practice. I don't believe it. I can't bear this kind of suffering." Cai Ruichen waved his hand. Regarding his weak body, he really didn't want to say more, "After breakfast, with me Back to reality."

"Yes."

　　 After breakfast, Cai Ruichen took Elle Yessel to the negative floor of the base. The entire negative floor was similar to the console on the negative third floor, and it was a seemingly endless space.

　　 And in the middle of this space, there is a blue door.

　　 "Base, I want to teleport back to reality."

　　 "The micro teleportation confirmation is turned on. Due to the lack of energy in the base, a maximum of ten people and no more than one ton of items can be transmitted per transmission."

　　 Why does Cai Ruichen think the base is so magical? In addition to the base console, there is also this minus one-level miniature teleportation array.

　　 Miniature teleportation array, as the name implies, is a miniature reduced version of super weapon teleportation.

　　The function is also quite powerful, but because the base is now self-sufficient in energy, and there is no power station to provide electricity, each transmission is limited.

　　 If there is enough power to provide energy for the miniature teleportation array, even if it can't and the full version of the teleportation array can transmit a large number of troops, it can also transmit a lot of items.

　　 What makes Cai Ruichen most regretful is that this kind of micro teleportation requires one day's energy to be saved for each transmission back and forth. It does not mean that he can go back and forth at any time if he wants to return to his original world.

　　 And no matter how sufficient the energy is, no more than ten people can be transmitted at a time. Fortunately, there is no limit to inanimate objects.

　　Using the explanation of the base, the process of teleportation is very dangerous. In order to ensure the safety of the teleporters, it can only be controlled within ten people, otherwise people will die.

Cai Ruichen didn't say much about this. In the Red Police game, using teleportation on soldiers is murdering. Even if you want to do this, it will teleport enemy soldiers, but not many people will waste a teleportation. Opportunity.

　　 Leading Elle Yessel into the teleportation formation, a blue light flashed, and the two of them instantly arrived in Cai Ruichen's original world, which is the real space.

The same is a blue transmission array standing in the boundless space, taking El Yessel to take the elevator to the ground, out of the elevator door, the two immediately placed in a huge factory .

　　 There is also a base vehicle in the real space, or the base vehicle and the base vehicle in Wasteland are the same.

　　A base vehicle appeared in two different spaces at the same time, and the functions and other things were all the same, there was no difference at all.

　　 But in real space, Cai Ruichen didn't dare to expose the base, and after the base brought him to Baghdad somehow, he settled here regardless of his disagreement.

　　 The warehouse where he is standing now is actually a camouflage outside the base, and the elevator in the warehouse leads to the base which is completely hidden underground.

　　 It's impossible for ordinary people to get in. Even if you take the elevator down, you will at most see an empty underground warehouse. Except for Cai Ruichen, no one can enter the base.

　　 A decent suit and a pistol with a metallic gleam in the holster under his arms when he walked around.

This is the dress of Cai Ruichen and Al Yessel at the moment, and El Yessel even wears a pair of sunglasses that closely follow the contours of the face, which looks quite like a man in black, with the unsmiling In Cai Ruichen's eyes, his face is really cool.

　　 The huge front door of the warehouse has four rolling iron doors that are large enough for trucks of any model to enter and exit freely. The two opened the small door in the corner and walked out.

　　 On the gate of the warehouse, the ten characters "Future Technology Group Warehouse No. 1" are written in Arabic, and there are English annotations below.

　　 As for where the sign came from, Cai Ruichen didn't know. Anyway, when he came here, the warehouse existed, and the sign on it was like that.

The moment he walked out of the warehouse, the heat wave hit his face, and soon there was sweat on Cai Ruichen’s forehead. It was the high temperature season in Baghdad. At 8 o'clock in the morning, the ground temperature had reached 43 degrees, and even at noon. It is possible to reach forty-eight degrees or even fifty degrees.

　　 Out of the warehouse, there is a small town outside. The streets of the town in the morning are very deserted.

　　 This is a small town called Marin in the northwest of Baghdad. There is a highway and railway from Baghdad to Mosul, an important city in the northwest.

　　Marin town used to be just a very poor town, but because Baghdad is frequently attacked by car bombs or suicide bombers every day, many factories have to move around Bagua City.

　　Because the outside of Bagua City is safer than the inside, terrorists and extremist organizations will not take action against targets like the town.

　　 And the towns around Baghdad are actually controlled by small warlords or armed groups, not under the control of Iraqi government forces.

　　Most of the weapons sources of those terrorists or extremist organizations are obtained from these warlords and armed organizations, because in every small town, there is an arms market controlled by warlords.

　　 As long as you have US dollars and have the guts to go in and buy weapons, you can buy anything.

　　With this level of relationship, and there is no conflict of interest, the bosses of those factories and enterprises prefer to get along with such warlords, which will make their industries more secure.

　　 sounds ridiculous, but sadly, this is the status quo in Baghdad and the entire territory of Iraq.

　　 Killing and setting fire to the gold belt, repairing bridges and repairing roads without corpses.

　　 This sentence may only represent a very small part of people in countries with sound legal systems. But being placed in such a country is the best interpretation of life.

　　Marin, a small town, is one of the best representatives. Nearly 50,000 Iraqis live in the entire town, and they are all concentrated in the small town. There are no villages outside.

　　 The highway from Baghdad has an entrance and exit here, and there is also a railway station, so people here, UU reading www. Most of uukanshu.com have relatively stable sources of income.

　　 And the one who controls this town is an armed organization with thousands of armed forces. Outside the authority of the government, it controls the livelihoods of almost everyone in this town.

　　 Even government taxes are collected by this armed organization on their behalf, and then they choose how much to give to the Iraqi government.

　　 It's not that the government has no ability to control such small towns, but that the whole country is like this, it has long since become the norm.

　　 Anyway, the government does not need to send many officials to manage this place, nor does it need to send troops to maintain security. It also has a monthly income. This is very worry-free for a government that has already suffered a lot.

　　 For the Iraqi people, as long as they can have a stable life, it is all the same. Few people will consider this completely unreasonable strange system.

　　 At present, this issue is not within the scope of Cai Ruichen's consideration. As long as the small town has US dollars, you can buy most of the things, but the price is a bit expensive.

　　 On the streets of the small town, when the two of them first appeared on the street, not far from the intersection, two of the four armed men around an armed off-road vehicle came over.

　　 The muzzle was lifted slightly, the safety was opened, the bullet was loaded, and his vigilant gaze hovered on El Yessel.

Walking to the two of them, one of them simply raised the AK-47 in his hand and pointed the gun at the two of them, and the other came forward and said: "Put your hands where we can see, and slowly Show your identity certificate." PS: The new book is uploaded, I hope everyone can collect it, and it is best to vote for a recommendation!

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