Wasteland Echoer

At the same time, outside the "wind wall".

The brief dusk moment of golden light and red sun came to an abrupt end when a gap appeared in the wind wall.

Instead, the high concentration of "abandoned old chain" and the "energy particles" that spread wildly from the "wind wall" to the outside made all the people present sluggish for a few seconds. After waking up, everyone felt a hazy feeling almost in a dream.

About three to five minutes later, Sophia, Ross, Stanislav and other people who were familiar with the magic source and the psychics were the first to ease up and began to wake up the nearby federal [warriors].

It seemed that he had anticipated this unexpected situation. After being awakened, Yaroslav did not seem very flustered. Instead, he picked up the intercom again according to the predetermined rhythm. After the noise inside eased slightly, he continued to command: "Continue to bombard, don't stop. The gap in the 'wind wall' is not very obvious now. It is easy to close it again under the action of the surrounding energy." "Beep beep beep...beep beep beep..." After a very puzzling noise mixed with a faint smile, the voice of the federal [warrior] in charge of commanding the artillery came from the intercom: "Yes, commander-in-chief. But..." "But what? But what?" Yaroslav asked loudly, with an ominous premonition in his heart. "Red...appeared, Red appeared! Commander-in-Chief, there is also...a monster, a...a...monster with snake hair..."

Although the intercom was still working, the voice of the Federation [Soldier] inside stopped abruptly, and even the sounds of the surrounding shells and guns disappeared synchronously. Everything seemed to cease to exist in an instant, like a videotape with the pause button pressed.

After four or five seconds, just when Yaroslav thought the intercom was damaged, a faint electric current noise was barely emitted from it.

"Commander-in-Chief, the 'Red Swing' is getting worse, do we still need to go out?" Stanislav rushed into the temporary command center from outside and said in an extremely anxious tone.

Sophia keenly discovered that the special mask worn by Stanislav had already been rendered dark red by the surrounding environment at this moment, and it was dripping with blood from Stanislav's face or external liquid stained with the power of mutation.

Moreover, his combat uniform was also covered with a layer of red "dye" that emitted a faint glow, and even the "cyber auxiliary power unit" made of precious special metal was covered with a layer of rust, and some parts had already cracked, curled, broken and fallen apart.

"Captain Stanislav, you... have you just experienced a battle?" Sofia asked the key question first.

But Stanislav did not seem to notice the strangeness of his appearance. Instead, he took off his special mask and answered in an extremely relaxed tone:

"No, the series of artillery bombardments just now were very smooth, and the "Red Wave" also appeared. The gap in the "wind wall"... We have been attacking all the time. It is estimated that in half an hour, it will be completely unable to heal. Oh, Secretary Sofia, you are talking about the previous battle, which was indeed thrilling, but it ended long ago."

Sophia did feel that there was a strange force that could not be expressed in words lingering around Stanislav's body, but due to Yaroslav's gestures, she had to swallow her words back temporarily.

"Take us out, to the artillery emplacement point. There seems to be a problem there. The current situation may have some unexpected situations." Yaroslav ordered.

Soon, Yaroslav and Sofia took the "Crusad" mechanical chariot again, followed the battle convoy in front, passed the γ point that was already in a mess, full of scattered, fragmented limbs, crimson liquid and gray-black powder, and drove towards the "artillery emplacement point" closest to the "wind wall".

On the way, Sofia looked up at the sky, suppressing the feeling of the surging magic power in her body. She found that the whole world was completely dark, and the crimson clouds covered the pure red sun that seemed to emit endless brilliance.

The rumbling sound of artillery fire still did not stop, mixed with the sound of bullets whistling, and the sad cries of the federal [warriors] before their death.

At the same time, the sky was filled with the mournful cries of birds and the fierce roars of wild beasts, with thunder and lightning interspersed from time to time, using the sound of thunder as the most powerful accompaniment to this "song" in the war.

As the degree of "red wave" deepened, red light began to flash frequently in the sky. If it were not for the experienced [warriors] who had been on the battlefield for a long time, they would probably go crazy on the spot or end their lives with bullets.

The closer the convoy got to the "wind wall", the darker the color of the "wind wall". When the convoy finally stopped at the edge of the "artillery placement point", the "wind wall" had already turned into a blue mixed with ghostly purple.

Looking from afar, Sophia observed that the huge gap caused by the artillery bombardment was like a huge eye observing the whole world, spanning the center of the entire battlefield in three dimensions. In addition to the strong smell of sulfur and smoke, there was also a strong smell of rot in the air.

After confirming that the location was temporarily safe, Yaroslav and his party got off the car on a high slope hundreds of meters away from the wind wall and walked into the front camp built with tents. Soon, the [Soldier] affiliated with the Federation Committee sent Yaroslav and his party a pair of "special strange goggles" produced by the "Cruzed Special Material Factory". After wearing them, they walked forward for about two hundred meters and finally saw the "Federal [Soldier]" in a dangerous situation.

These federal [Soldiers] were turned into stones by extraordinary power, and the artillery used to bombard the "wind wall", the batch closest to the battlefield, had long been changed from steel to "proportional artillery models" made of salt.

Although the federal [Soldier] who turned into stone still maintained the original appearance and the last movement, his body no longer belonged to humans. The human body is not like a rock. Even if it is distorted, it should retain the most basic trace of flesh and blood.

Even the "heartless people" who are enemies and the lost who still retain some consciousness will always have a part of human existence.

Humans exist by relying on the human part, and monsters are frantic by relying on the weird part, but when a Ship of Theseus completely loses its original part, its existence will disappear and become a new and unknown substance.

These human bodies that have turned into rocks still retain the movements and postures before petrification. Yaroslav speculated that they were suddenly petrified without any preparation.

Because there was no fear or panic on the faces of these [warriors], but they still kept their mouths wide open and roared, as if they were conveying urgent orders.

Their movements were either running or operating weapons, and without exception, their bodies were all facing the direction of the gap in the "wind wall", as if the energy that petrified them came from there.

Soon, countless high-pitched, passionate, bright, and harsh voices came from the direction of the "wind wall", which immediately made the people present surge with terrible memories from long ago. After a brief trance, Yaroslav, under the protection of Stanislav and his team members, briefly entered the "war command post" built in advance with special steel plates to take shelter.

But as soon as he entered the door, Yaroslav found the federal [soldier] who had just talked to him. As expected, he also turned into stone, but he still kept the posture of holding the phone to report to their commander-in-chief, but his body was indeed facing the direction of the "wind wall". It seemed that his subordinates accidentally glanced back when reporting to him and were petrified on the spot.

Seeing this, Yaroslav looked at the "wind wall" angrily, and then walked forward to pick up the black microphone that had been hanging on the ground and put it back in place.

Then, he shook off the mixture of snow and dust on his shoulders, walked to the middle of the room where red fine particles were floating, sat down on a blood-stained chair, took a deep breath, and asked:

"Where did the energy that petrified the Federation [Soldiers] come from? Have you investigated? Are there any survivors at the scene? Bring one in, I want to question them."

"It is said that a rare monster appeared behind the 'wind wall'. It appeared for a short time after the first round of bombardment, and now it is hidden in the wind again. As for the survivors, there is one. I caught him when he was about to escape at the edge of the γ point just now. He is now outside the door." Stanislav replied.

"Bring him in." Yaroslav expressed his anger with the simplest command.

"Bring him in!" Stanislav ordered.

Soon, two tall members of the "Northern Territory Bear Charge" were slid in with the help of Oaks and thrown heavily in front of Yaroslav.

Looking down, although there was a pair of goggles between them, Yaroslav could still see the miserable appearance of this federal [soldier].

Even if this federal [soldier] could not be said to be naked, he was at least ragged. There were many cracks in the middle of the white combat uniform that looked like they had been chopped by swords. If he pulled it a few more times, the uniform could be made into cloth strips and mops.

His hair stood up, as if he had been struck by lightning. He fell down in front of Yaroslav, his eyes were full of bloodshot, lifeless, and he just stared blankly at the light bulb above his head that was emitting dim light in the red world.

His face was covered with dirty blood stains, and blood was flowing slightly everywhere in his body, including the corners of his mouth. Looking closely, one of his fingers seemed to have been broken long ago, and the broken end was slightly grayish white, very close to the original color of rock.