under hope

"The sound of"ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding" woke the pioneer. He quickly opened his eyes and stood up to check the situation.

Was it Ms. Ella knocking something in front of the workbench? If she looked carefully, it seemed to be her own weapon?

"Oh, are you awake? Fortunately, this is done."

Noticing the awakened pioneer, Ms. Ella came to him in a wheelchair with a serrated knife in both hands.

"What did you do to it?"

The pioneer grabbed the serrated knife and hurriedly looked through all the details.

"I modified it, and now it can retract the blade, so it can deal with larger targets."

"However, how you use it is up to you."

Ms. Ella said, pointing to the extra button on the handle of the knife.

"So there are bigger monsters in the industrial area?" the pioneer asked rhetorically

"I didn't say that. Oh, by the way, there's also this."

Ms. Ella blinked and took out a gun from the box on the side.

"My rivet gun?"

He was a little hesitant. The letters he had engraved on the firearm were still there, but the overall appearance no longer showed its original appearance.

"Yes, I improved it. The whole thing is smaller and supports one-handed launch."

Ms. Ella handed the gun to him with a proud expression on her face.

Only then did he realize that the real Ella was more immature than the robot.

As if she could see through his mind, Ms. Ella rushed to him He raised his eyebrows and said in a half-joking tone:

"oh? Humph, of course I long for my mature look."

The pioneer wanted to deliberately anger Ms. Ella, so he immediately echoed:

"It's better to be mature"

"Yes, it’s better to be mature."

Ms. Ella's tone suddenly became sad, and the pioneers did not expect such an answer.

"If I had given birth a few years earlier, a lot of this could have been avoided."

Ms. Ella said with a wry smile.

The pioneer didn't want the atmosphere to turn into this. He thought Ms. Ella would refute him.

"Right... right, how was the protective shield destroyed?"

"I remember the shield was always inside the cathedral."

He wanted to change the topic, but he seemed to have found something worse. Ms. Ella had already lowered her head and returned to the workbench.

"Who knows, I don’t know."

Dusk has fallen, and the golden sunlight that is about to disappear shines through the windows, just blocking the pioneers' view.

"I am leaving. Find that toolbox."

The pioneer couldn't stand this atmosphere. After loading his weapons, he hurriedly left the workshop.

"Speaking is also an art, but unfortunately I will never know it."

The pioneer moved towards the mark on the map, admiring the truth from time to time.

There were no sand beasts along the way, perhaps because of the monster yesterday. The long and boring journey actually made him feel a little sleepy. He had to pinch his thighs to keep himself awake

"What's going on, such a quiet street?"

"It’s completely different from yesterday."

Although every household is still closed, the streets are relatively peaceful compared to yesterday.

"Why not try the new features, since there is no one around anyway."

As he said that, he looked around again, and after confirming that no one was around, he took out the serrated knife.

"Telescopic... well, telescopic!"

He pressed the button and stabbed the knife out, only to find that except for the blade becoming longer, there was no other movement.

"Huh? Isn't it retractable?"

He scratched his head in confusion and carefully studied the improved blade.

"Does it have to be chopped?"

After watching for a long time, he only came to this conclusion.

The pioneer tried to swing the blade vigorously, and this time he lived up to his expectations.

The blade separated section by section, and was connected by the internal steel rope. The blade can be whipped like a whip

"oh oh! This is what it looks like!"

The pioneers continued to wave the blade like a steel whip, having a great time

"It turns out that if you stab, you have to use more force."

He grasped the handle of the knife tightly, his arm protruded forward like a spring, and the blade stretched straight forward.

"I haven’t been this excited for a long time and I love it even more."

He retracted the blade, pressed the button to return it to its original melee mode, and caressed the serrated blade with loving eyes.

"Wuwu..."

The sudden cry startled the pioneer. After all, he looked very strange now.

""Uuuuuuu...Mom..." was the cry of a little girl. The pioneers raised their ears and listened carefully to the source of the sound.

"Dad...Mom...come back soon..."

It was a house on the right side of the street, and the voice came from the window.

The pioneer came to the window and gently knocked on the iron railing that sealed the window.

"Woohoo...who is it?!"

The little girl exclaimed with a cry.

"What's wrong? little sister."

He tried to make his voice gentler.

"Is... is he the church guard uncle?" asked the little girl

"Church guard? Ah, I feel like it’s such a bother, so why not leave."

The pioneer did not reply, but quietly turned around and wanted to leave.

It seemed that he regarded this as the last straw. After hearing no response, the little girl hurriedly said:

"uncle! Dad... went out... to work... and hasn't... come back yet... Mom... went to look for him, and hasn't... come back either."

Perhaps because she has been crying for a long time, the little girl was panting all the time when she spoke, which made her sound intermittent.

"There is a high probability that he was killed..."

Although he thought so in his heart, he did not say it out loud, but asked about the characteristics of the clothing:

"What do they look like? If they encounter me, I will tell them to go home as soon as possible."

"Well...this...father...is very tall and very...strong, and mother is very...gentle, and by the way, mother...has a swan on her chest!"

Listening to the little girl's unclear words, he had already begun to regret it.

"Okay...Okay, I understand, I'll look for it for you."

The pioneer agreed, even though the little girl's message was very ambiguous.

"Thank you uncle!"

Imagining the little girl bursting into tears and laughing, he was actually a little happy, but the outcome of her parents was very likely...

The pioneers didn't dare to think about it. Maybe they were just trapped somewhere, and it wasn't necessarily a sad ending..

He said goodbye to the little girl and continued to move towards the industrial area

"boom!"

He heard the sound of gunshots in the distance, and the echoes continued to circulate in the silent city.

"Is it that man?"

He thought of the guy who attacked the huge monster yesterday, and couldn't help but quicken his pace.

The iconic red and white chimneys of the factory gradually emerged from the horizon, and night fell quietly. As soon as the street lost the protection of the sun, the sand beast emerged from various dark corners. crawled out

"These guys turned out to be working the night shift?"

The pioneer pulled out his weapon, pressed the button and swung at the sand beast not far away. The sharp knife whip cut these abominable beasts into several pieces, which made the pioneer extremely happy.

"Didn't expect it to be so powerful? As expected of a professional."

While admiring Ms. Ella's improved skills, he rotated the telescopic blade among the sand beasts. The blade was like a meat grinder, tearing apart any sand beast that dared to come close. He was almost at the entrance of the factory, and the surrounding sand beasts The number began to decrease, and the sand beasts chasing him were scared away.

"As expected of me."

He pressed the button proudly, put away the blade, and strode towards the iron gate of the factory.

"Hello! You, stop!"

A man wearing a church protective clothing stood in front of the pioneers. The man's official badge was black.

"Someone from the cleaning department?"

He stopped in a hurry and drew his weapon.

The cleanup department is an armed organization specially set up by the church. It is responsible for cleaning up the church's defectors and the security of the cathedral.

The man in front of him held a shotgun in one hand and a gun in the other. An ax stained with white blood

"You are the first human being who dares to walk through the main entrance’"

The man spoke first, and he deliberately emphasized the last two words very hard.

"What?"

He couldn't understand what the man meant.

"Well, look."

The man pointed to the ground around him, and he shouldered the ax very leisurely.

The pioneer looked at the ground, and then he understood why the man said that - the ground was full of corpses of sand beasts

"You and Qi Qi, that's where most humans come from."

The man smiled and turned to look at the alley aside. The wide brim of his hat made it difficult for the pioneers to see the man's expression.

There was an automatic sentry cannon at the exit of the alley, and various human beings were piled in front of the machine. corpse

"The industrial area is so well protected, how could you do this!"

The pioneers looked at the factory with intact walls and couldn't help clenching their fists.

"no way."

The man took out a syringe from his pocket and pricked his arm. While injecting, he said:

"The guy asked me to hold this place until he comes back."

After the injection, the man threw the syringe casually on the ground, and then pointed the dark muzzle at the pioneers.

"Is it a vaccine?"

The pioneers saw that several empty syringes had been thrown on the ground.

"Yes, damn sand beasts, it’s still troublesome when there are more of them."

The man moved his neck, leaned on the ground with the tip of his axe, and once again issued a warning to the pioneers:

"move! The further away the better, that guy gave a death order."

However, the industrial zone is ahead, and the target is right in front of him. He really doesn't want to back down at this time.

"That..."

He suddenly had a plan in mind, why not just take advantage of the order's loophole?

"It’s the first time that I’ve ever met someone who’s still alive. Can I chat with you?"

These words sounded outrageous to him, and his tone was broken due to nervousness.

"oh——？"

The man looked at him, sizing up the guy in front of him who made the strange request.

"Okay, I'm pretty bored too, as long as you don't bother with this door."

The man knocked on the iron door behind him with his ax and agreed happily.

"Since it’s a death order, there’s nothing we can do about it, so let’s just chat, haha."

He smiled stiffly, completely unexpected that the man was unexpectedly easy to talk to.

So, the Pioneer followed the man to the duty pavilion.

Although the Pioneer himself proposed it, to be honest he didn't know what to talk about. What

"Sit down and have a drink?"

The man asked him to sit down and handed him a glass of beer.

"Thanks."

He took the beer and drank half of it at once, hoping that the alcohol would give him courage. The clean-up force has a good reputation, and those who can be selected are elites whose strength cannot be underestimated.

Even if he has improved weapons in his hands, he He did not dare to rashly think that he could defeat the man in front of him with complete certainty.

The man poured himself a glass of beer and looked at the street in front of him through the window in a daze.

The pioneer was thinking hard about the topic at this time.

Hope The pioneer can successfully achieve what he hopes for.