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When Shen Bei appeared at the meeting place.

This outfit is indeed weird.

Wearing armor that looks good but is useless.

In the eyes of others, this kind of armor is just for show. The real armor is not armor, but protective armor.

Just protect the special locations.

In other words, specialize and be precise.

Use limited materials to create key parts.

Obviously, if Shen Bei's armor was made entirely of high-grade materials, it would be an unimaginable huge investment.

With this much money, who would come out to do the mission?

Being fully armed is something only ordinary people can do.

At this moment, Shen Bei faced everyone's gaze calmly, without any fluctuation in his mood.

These people probably also vaguely guessed that Shen Bei should be a sniper.

I just had some doubts about his ability, but didn't mock him.

In this world, this is not rational behavior.

Especially for snipers.

He is the one who does bad things, but he is also the one who makes things happen.

Gradually.

More than a hundred people arrived at the meeting point one after another.

Among them, there are more than ten people with special abilities, and the rest are ordinary people.

Ordinary people carried rifles.

Shen Bei was somewhat surprised by the size of this team.

There are so many people, what mission are they on?

soon.

Blue Rose appeared in everyone's sight.

The originally noisy crowd began to quiet down.

She lifted her hood, and her black hair fell out.

Blue Rose looked around, as if counting the number of people, then nodded and said:

"This time, our mission is to travel 300 kilometers to connect with the personnel at Shelter No. 10 for supplies."

"Our mission is to protect the supplies and deliver them to the designated location, and then bring them back."

"Now go to Defense Section No. 1 and get all the vehicles out. We'll set off straight away!"

Shen Bei followed the crowd.

I was a little surprised.

Is it just an escort mission?

Is it necessary to gather so many people with special abilities?

It feels like ordinary people equipped with heavy firepower can complete the mission back and forth.

Shen Bei didn't think much about it.

Arrived at Section 1.

This position is at the very front of the Titan.

The so-called garage is an iron house hanging on the body of the Titan.

Lower the deck, close to the ground, but not touching it.

Otherwise, the Titan's movement speed would cause the deck to shatter like plastic.

Driving the vehicle out of the garage still requires certain skills.

After all, the Titan is moving, and the vehicle cannot go too slowly, it is almost like a catapult rushing out.

Once the speed slows down, it is easy to fly off the deck.

It took about half an hour.

Ten vehicles left the shelter and sped through the wilderness.

In the convoy, there is an off-road vehicle with an antenna on the roof, which should be a radio transceiver used for walkie-talkies.

This off-road vehicle is naturally the one that Blue Rose rides in.

Seven pickup trucks followed behind.

Each pickup truck is equipped with artillery.

Three of them were loaded with supplies and covered with tarpaulins. It was unknown what they were loaded with.

However, from Shen Bei's observation, they should all be light cargo.

After all, the tires haven't changed much.

The other two vehicles were people carriers, and Shen Bei and others were squeezed in the truck bed, experiencing a bumpy ride.

The convoy crawled like little snakes in the rolling dust.

The strong wind blew open a gap in the dense clouds, and the scorching sun poured down. The various creatures that were originally moving on the ground immediately fled in all directions, each looking for a dark place to hide.

The temperature of the ground under direct sunlight rose rapidly, and soon the rising hot air distorted the scenery on the ground.

Fortunately, there was a carport above Shen Bei's head on the transport vehicle, so he was not exposed to the sun.

The only sounds around were the whistling wind and the dull thud of wheels rolling over the ground.

It was mid-afternoon, and although the scorching sun was obscured by clouds, this desolate land was still as hot as a furnace, mercilessly scorching the earth.

On this slightly flat wasteland, the convoy moved forward with difficulty, the vehicles roaring incessantly, as if they were fighting tenaciously against invisible resistance.

The carriage carrying the crowd was crowded with people, and there were even two people sitting on the roof of the cab. They held tightly in their hands the AK rifles that had gone through a century of vicissitudes and were still popular, and looked around vigilantly at the seemingly endless wasteland.

The people in the car were of all shapes and sizes, some fat, some thin, and all kinds of clothes. The weapons in their hands were even more disorganized. Some people even held old gunpowder guns that could only be used against birds.

They looked tired, their eyes were empty, they were drowsy under the scorching sun, and their heads seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

Shen Bei held the eye-catching modified rifle in his arms and leaned against the wall of the carriage. As the vehicle bumped and swayed, his body swayed with it.

He occupied a relatively spacious position at the rear of the last people transport truck.

In this carriage, there are several fierce characters who also dominate a corner. They are all first-level psychics. Even in this hastily assembled team, no one dares to provoke them easily.

Compared with those tough guys, the reason why Shen Bei, who is thinner in stature, can enjoy the same treatment is entirely due to the carefully modified sniper rifle in his hand.

These ordinary people who have survived countless life-and-death battles know very well that in fierce battles, an excellent sniper can often turn the tide and save their lives.

Therefore, they did not want the sniper's precious physical strength to be wasted during the march.

So Shen Bei could sit in the truck and rest with his eyes without any effort.

The convoy traveled for a full five hours, and the terrain began to become rugged. There was a collapsed highway not far away, and abandoned country villas could be seen from time to time.

After marching for such a long time and still not reaching the designated destination, even the psychics on the truck became listless.

Just now.

The vehicle suddenly stopped.

Blue Rose came to the truck where Shen Bei was and waved.

Everyone jumped out of the truck.

Shen Bei looked around.

I didn't see anyone except the people in Shelter No. 36.

Blue Rose called Shen Bei aside.

"As a sniper, stealth missions shouldn't be a problem."

Blue Rose didn't ask any questions when she spoke, but simply stated it in a plain voice, as stiff as if she was muttering dogma.

Shen Bei nodded calmly.

Lurking is a must-learn lesson for snipers, and it is even as important as marksmanship.

A sniper who can't lurk is a moving target.

"At nine o'clock, 10 kilometers away, there's a ruined city. Go in early, find the central garden, and lurk nearby."

Blue Rose looked at her watch and said, "We will be driving into the city under the cover of night in two hours."

After saying that, Blue Rose took out a headset and said, "As long as we are within five kilometers, you can hear my instructions."

"Go."

Shen Bei smacked his lips. He was about to go out on a mission, carrying a sniper rifle on his back, but he stopped and asked with a question: "What if I find someone doing something bad to me..."

Blue Rose stared at Shen Bei with her deep blue eyes, full of meaning.

Shen Bei shrugged and understood.

No one else's life is as important as your own.

This is true even for those in Shelter No. 10.

Shen Bei did not turn on the armor's power module.

Instead, he walked slowly.

Two hours is plenty of time.

Avoid the ferocious beasts running around all the way.

Gradually.

As the sun sets.

In the orange-yellow afterglow.

In Shen Bei's field of vision, he could already see the outline of the ruined city ahead.

A dark shadow, like a large wild beast fallen to the ground.

From the sign on the broken highway, we learned that the city was called Jiangcheng.

Shen Bei is not very clear about the geographical location of this world.

There is no way to compare it to the Earth.

However, as a sniper, the most important basic skill is to adapt to various complex environments.

Even in an unfamiliar place, you can escape or fight your way out.

Shen Bei quietly reached the edge of Jiangcheng.

Weaving in and out, moving towards the ruins.

It was very quiet all the way.

Shen Bei found the bus stop sign and compared it with the almost faded text and the map.

Find the location of Central Park.

It is about three kilometers away from Shenbei.

Shen Bei began to circle around, avoiding the sunlight, and after one kilometer, he climbed to the roof of a tall building.

The rusty iron gate was dealt with with almost no effort.

Shen Bei bent down, lowered his head, and crawled under the parapet.

Shen Bei leaned over and took a look.

There was no one in Central Park in the distance, and no signs of activity were detected.

Shen Bei shrank his body, closed his eyes and began to rest, waiting there.