Wasteland Echoer

After a brief exchange of "ideals" and "desires" with Feng, Wright suddenly felt that the haze that had suppressed his spirit slowly dissipated. The fog that shrouded his mind was gradually dispelled, and his spirit seemed to be "bright." I learned a lot and felt a lot more enlightened.

The depression, confusion and heaviness just now completely turned into a feeling of relaxation, joy and hope.

This made his steps in the standard combat boots much quicker.

Even though he was carrying a military backpack filled with daily necessities and strategic food reserves, he even had the "Crazy Bear" pistol that had been following him around his waist.

Wright was still walking as fast as flying, pulling the wind all the way to the residence of the Zhinetsk Army Corps, the "New Wind Team", Camp B, No. 2374 Street, Zone Z.

On the way, Wright suddenly realized a serious problem. Although it is enough to use the "Mad Bear" pistol in normal combat missions, after all, the "Mad Bear" series is very powerful, and it is even said that it can be used with magic weapons at certain times. Source power produces more accurate and powerful shots.

But when I was in the capital Sogra, I bought the "Zhouyuan" brand rifle from the tall man wearing an eyepatch called the "Sukela Arms Trading Department". There has been no trace since the lake.

I spent a full two hundred yuan on that! Two hundred new dollars!

A full-meat "breakfast" that can fill you up is only worth SGD 3. In my impression, even renting a villa in Sokra and Chekavsk for a year only costs SGD 150-180. .

However, if my memory is correct, including the new coins given by Mr. George, those given by Teacher Peter, and the new coins deposited in the Imperial Bank when distributed by the Socratic Committee, the total amount is almost three thousand yuan.

Although it is more than enough to buy a mechanical combat vehicle, from my sporadic expenses in several cities, plus the purchase of weapons and food, I should still have about 2,600-2,700 new dollars left.

However, the current situation forced him not to consider escaping from the Zine Empire.

After all, even if the "Silence Advent" campaign develops as expected by the empire, it will be difficult to stop the "Blood Night Ritual" of the Socra Committee. Judging from the comparison of power, the probability of the Socra Committee finding the "Daughter of the Mechanical Element" can be estimated To be more serious, although I will work hard to stop the "Blood Night Ritual" and "Raleye's Dream" as much as possible, the city of Sogra will definitely not be habitable for a long time in the future.

If the situation is even more extreme and the order of the Zine Empire collapses due to this war, I will have to consider escaping from the Zine Empire and go to the Crusted Federation in the north. If you think about it this way, even if you exchange all the banknotes for gold coins "New Ducat" ”, I’m afraid this trip will also be stretched.

You have to make some preparations early!

While he was thinking about it, Wright suddenly felt that the crowding of the street was no longer permeating the front of his field of vision, and there was also the shadow of a relatively closed area that was not exposed to light.

He came to a six-story "Tongzi Tower" that was full of noise, laughter, and even yelling.

The tall building in front of me seemed to have just been renovated, and the exterior walls were painted a pink color that was incompatible with the surrounding buildings. But fortunately, there was no door here, so naturally there were no guards or guards guarding it.

There is only a solitary wooden board placed crookedly next to it, with the words "Zhnetsk Army, New Wind Team Residence, Zone Z No. 2374" written in Zhnese Empire language with black paint on a white background. It indicates to Wright. Came to the right place.

"Brett seemed to have told me before that the Tongzi Tower was designed for war. Once the city is bombarded by artillery shells or street fighting begins, the Tongzi Tower will hardly form ruins that make it difficult for mechanical vehicles to pass. This kind of building will provide great help for urban reconstruction." Wright stopped at the door and said to himself:

"The layout of the camp in Area B should not be much different from that in Area A, but it seems more like a real town. No, it is a city. Office areas, military areas, commercial areas and residential areas are all available. It seems that the empire is very We have been running this place for a long time, but there is no formal order to upgrade the camp to a town or a city."

After secretly complaining a few words, Wright walked around an almost dry tree with strange dark purple fruits at the door, and walked straight to the small iron gate in the middle of the building.

After walking through the door, without much trouble, Wright found the captain of the "New Wind Team" in an office on the left side of the first floor. He was sitting on a worn wooden chair and wearing a dark green Zhnetsk Legion uniform. , a tall, muscular man who should be almost two meters tall if he stood up.

"Newcomers? You, Wright Sugra, and the boy next to you, Feng?"

Wright and Feng, who handed over the letters of introduction, were naturally given a blank look by the captain. After all, there was still a trace of childishness that had not completely dissipated on their faces, especially Feng, which was the most obvious.

After all, if a relatively experienced warrior brings a young child, the latter will naturally give people the feeling of a "connected family".

"Both of you were introduced by the Socratic Committee, right? It's not that I have any doubts about your identity. After all, the old [scholar] last night, a guy who didn't know much about military affairs at first sight, had already fought He said hello. At that time, he said that you had experienced countless brutal battles and killed the Lost. But I feel that you don't look like it."

"What's the difference?" Wright asked, suppressing his anger as much as possible.

"There is no feeling of mental breakdown or inexplicable excitement of being in battle all the time and experiencing the test of life and death. Instead, it is as calm as water, just like ordinary superpowers who do not belong to the empire's battle order and occasionally participate in wars." The captain will introduce the letter. Said with disdain on the old wooden desk.

Wright did not immediately refute. Instead, he suppressed the words in his mind for a short time and began to carefully observe the captain of the "New Wind Team" in front of him.

From an age point of view, this captain should be older than Brett. Remember that Brett is about 30 years old, and he should be 40.

The scattered scars on his face symbolize his glory of fighting the "Losts" and "Heartless People" through life and death. Especially on the left eye, a whole dark brown scar seems to have been formed after being burned by flames. It seems that he encountered I have been in many dangers to my life.

Moreover, the color of his eyes under his broad and angular face seems a bit strange. The right eye is the normal brown color for people from the Zine Empire and the Western Continent, but the left eye is dark gray without any luster. It seems that That eyeball doesn't function properly.

His clothes were very old and full of wrinkles, and there were many areas with dark red blood stains that had not been cleaned in time. He must have experienced some battles not long ago.

But what shocked Wright the most was his left hand and right leg. Those two parts were only half covered by the legion uniform, and the exposed parts were actually prosthetic limbs made of steel and some copper-colored metals!

Since the empire's technology is not very advanced, his prosthetic limb does not have any wires connected in series. Instead, it is a precision-made product of normal steam machinery. The whole thing looks old and not very new, but there is no rust anywhere.

On the contrary, brand-new parts are used in the key joints to ensure that the movement is not greatly affected.

And the most important thing is that Wright noticed a detail. It seemed that there was a dagger hidden in the prosthetic limb of the captain's left hand, which was generally used for emergency battles.

After observing in silence for a few minutes, Wright slowly opened his mouth and said in a tone that was neither humble nor overbearing:

"I have served the Empire for at least ten years. I have participated in the battles on the northern border, the battles in the Lost Swamp, the Battle of Kovo, and the mission in Donusk.

In terms of life and death, I should be no worse than any imperial [soldier] in any legion.

Besides, I am a person with supernatural powers, so it is normal for my senses and breath to be hidden. Haven't you heard of stories about some Empire [soldiers] who committed suicide late one night despite having a calm mind and no mental problems? "

"Oh? Boy, I'm a little interested in you." The captain's mouth raised slightly, revealing a hint of a meaningful smile.

After all, although Wright's memory is incomplete, it cannot be completely spliced. But at any rate, he has been living in this wasteland world for a month or two. The memories that occasionally surfaced, coupled with the experiences Brett told him, made him understand quite a bit about himself.

At least it's not lackluster in terms of combat experience.

"How do you say it?" Seeing the captain showing "goodwill", Wright took advantage of the situation and asked.

"The tone is firm and without hesitation, which is the style of an imperial soldier. In fact, I don't know much about the Sugra Guards you were in before, but during the short conversation with you, I actually had a good impression of you. We know each other. Come on, my name is Wendek, captain of the "New Wind Team" of the Zhinetsk Legion, 5th level hurricane.

We currently have a team of 30 people, and most of the tasks we accept are assault and infiltration related. Just like the name of our team, "Wind" silently penetrates into the heart of the enemy and performs mostly extremely dangerous actions. "

"Captain Wendecker, hello. My name is Wright Sogra, a former member of the Sogra Guard, 2nd level Akatsuki. My... younger brother's name is Feng, and his current level is probably still Silver Blade. But we are all He is a person with superpowers and knows how to use magic power." Wright did not reserve too much basic information. After all, his files were with the Socra Committee, and his information was recorded in detail.

According to the level of Wendek Hurricane 5, as long as a telegram is sent to Sugra, he can ask for any information he wants to know.

"Then, welcome to join the 'New Wind Team', Wright, and... Feng. You two are now my official team members. Of course, it is the duty of soldiers to obey orders, and my orders are everything in the team. Although I won't do this, even if I ask you to face death, you can't hesitate or stand still, understand?" Wen Deke suddenly shouted in a thick, slightly hoarse voice.

"Understood!" Wright responded immediately without making any unnecessary moves.

"Ming...understand." Feng's voice was weaker, but he still managed to roar in response.

"It seems, Wright, Feng, before you receive your new military uniforms and combat equipment, I want to do a little training for you. After all, you have forgotten that in the legion, you must salute your commander after answering questions. This is A very serious act of disrespect." Wendek's voice suddenly became deeper, as if he was a predator about to attack young prey.

Then, he stood up suddenly, moving his broad chest and strong body like a tall desert wolf, looking down at Wright and Feng with eyes that seemed to be able to swallow everything.

For a few seconds, Wright looked at Wendek with his dark eyes. He did not show any fear. Instead, he felt calm and without any fear.

After all, [Shapeshifter] Kayas, who was taller than him, had fought with him, the wolf-bodied "Mad Body" had also fought with him, and even the [Seducer] Aaron, who had the power to influence the mind, and [ He has also come into contact with Dylan, the Deceiver, and his spiritual power is inexplicably strong. He is completely immune to the suppression of human aura.

But even so, the difference in size is absolutely reflected in strength.

Without waiting for Wright's answer whether he agreed or not, Wendek stretched out his broad, calloused right hand and forcibly pulled Wright's shoulder. After calling for other members of the "New Wind Team" to come and watch, he forcibly led Wright through. We walked up a dim staircase and came to an empty space under the Tongzi Building. There were several gas lamps emitting dim white light hanging on the walls. The corners were filled with firearms and training facilities that were stained with dust. It's probably an underground warehouse or a training ground.

"Wright." Letting go of Wright's arm, Wendek turned his head and said in a high tone:

"I don't want to bully children. Although your brother looks like he is 15 years old, I want to train you alone today. Later, you and I will go to the center of this warehouse and have a fight. Of course, it's not Is it a battle of fighting skills or pure physical strength and strength? I hope you use your superpowers, especially your magic power."

Before Wright could respond, several team members around him who were wearing uniforms casually, with their collars hanging down, and even their belts unbuckled, took the opportunity to mock:

"Hey, Wright, you're going to have to suffer a lot. Let me tell you, you can't beat the captain. He is also a superpower. In many cases, his attacks are invisible, leaving you confused."

"That's right, even when he was fighting alone against the leader of the Giant Church, he was not inferior. However, it's a good thing to let you suffer a little bit. After all, we all came here like this. Enjoy it, hahaha!"

Just as Wright's lips moved, preparing to retort, he suddenly felt a chill on his back, as if someone had pressed the extremely cold ice cubes from the peak of the incandescent ice field against his hot skin.

He looked back subconsciously. Feng Zheng was staring angrily at the team members who were mocking him, and his right hand was slightly curled up. It was covered with a layer of light that was difficult to detect in dim conditions at a speed visible to the naked eye. Ice and snow.

"'Ice'? No, 'snow'?" Wright thought warily, and the content about wind that Peter reminded him a few hours ago suddenly appeared in his mind.

He forcibly endured the conflict between the aura of the water-based magic source power that Feng was escaping and the fire-based magic source power displayed by the red magic source power. He quickly held down Feng's right hand and shook his head slightly.

Then, he turned his head and said to Wendek firmly:

"I'm not afraid of fighting. The fight using the magic source power is just as I expected. After all, practicing the control of the magic source power now will be more conducive to the battle with the Lost One after entering the Silent Highlands, isn't it?"

"Warrior! A real... warrior!" The team member who just mocked him couldn't help but said "approval" in his heart.