The field of vision has been limited to a very small range, and has even reached the point where you can't see your fingers.
Darkness has enveloped the entire street, without any light at all.
This place seems to have been forgotten by God, leaving only the deepest darkness and the most basic fear in people's hearts.
Even though he had been mentally prepared, after groping forward for tens of meters in the darkness, Liszt had slowly stopped and looked around with wide eyes, but there was only shadowy darkness. , only when he turned his head and looked behind the street, could he find a light light in the thick gray fog to prove that he had not lost his vision.
But even if the vision is not lost, in this completely dark environment, the vision has been deprived, and there is no place for it to play any role.
Not only Liszt, but also Old Bunar behind him, the hand holding his shoulder was a little strong.
When he felt Liszt stop moving forward, he couldn't help but whisper in a hoarse voice: "What's wrong?"
As the vanguard, Liszt's duty is related to the safety of the entire team, especially in this street that is completely plunged into darkness.
As long as Liszt discovers anything, they will quickly retreat through the road they came from according to the original plan. , their fighting power in the dark is not much better than that of a child.
"The environment was much darker than we expected."
Squinting his eyes, the darkness still enveloped him, as if there was only one color in the world.
Liszt reached out and unhooked the backpack behind him, unzipped it and fumbled around for a few times, but with a stream of green data that only he could detect, a cylinder appeared in his hand: "But I'm also prepared."
A tactical flashlight can be exchanged for only 10 points in the accessory category, which is not a very expensive expense for Lister.
He handed two tactical flashlights to Old Bunar behind him, and took one himself.
He gently turned on the switch, and a slender and condensed light beam instantly appeared in the darkness, illuminating the slowly flowing gray mist.
At the same time, two identical beams of light also appeared behind him, sweeping towards the surrounding darkness.
However, after shining for more than thirty meters, they were blocked by the thick fog, making it impossible to see clearly.
But they could still use this small amount of light to confirm that they had arrived at the main avenue of the Plantagenet Street, the starting point of Plantagenet Street.
"Liszt, I'm really curious as to why you prepared so many things."
Old Bunar held a tactical flashlight in his hand, but held the AKS74U short assault rifle tightly in his other hand.
His eyes followed the condensed light beam and swept across the street, but it seemed to be unintentional.
He said slowly to Liszt: "You already know what will happen here, right?"
"I am a senior member of the Hunting Association.
After I retire, I like to go hunting in groups with my friends in the mountains.
These are just standard configurations, no big deal."
Walking forward slowly, there was nothing unusual about Lister.
The tactical flashlight in his hand was parallel to the muzzle of the Winchester 1887 shotgun, and he still seemed extremely cautious.
But for the doubtful words of old Bunar behind him, he had his own set of excuses from the Mexican battlefield, and he had already prepared his words here: "If I knew the current situation, I wouldn't even know the rg at home.
They will all be brought out.”
Everyone was silent again, and Old Bunar's hand holding Liszt's shoulder slowly loosened.
After the light came, their formation gradually changed from a tight formation to a dispersed state.
But the distance between them was still one person every half meter, and at the same time, the three tactical flashlights illuminated the back and sides very frequently.
"Wait a minute, it looks like there's a shooting position built with sandbags."
The beam of the tactical flashlight swept across the street ahead, but a row of dark objects appeared in Liszt's eyes.
His pace slowed slightly, and the tactical flashlight in his hand carefully scanned the dark objects, his expression But he became more solemn, turning his head to the old Bunar behind him and said: "But it seems that there are no soldiers stationed there."
Under the illumination of the beam, the row of dark objects more than ten meters ahead was revealed.
The bags were stacked up like a low wall.
They all recognize objects like this, which are temporary fortifications often constructed with sandbags in the army.
They are quite practical and can be constructed very quickly as long as the raw materials can keep up.
They are very popular among the troops.
But when Liszt and the others scanned the temporary defenses built with sandbags with three tactical flashlights, their already solemn expressions became even more ugly.
If there were soldiers stationed there, with the help of night vision devices, thermal imaging cameras and other equipment, they would have been spotted long ago.
What's more, if you stand less than ten meters in front of this fortification and use a tactical flashlight to detect it, even an ordinary person will find this extremely strong light beam.
"I personally ordered a standard infantry platoon to build a defense line here, and added four heavy machine guns, a tank and two infantry fighting vehicles to cooperate."
Old Bunar took a few steps forward and looked over the entire fortification with the tactical flashlight in his hand.
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The sandbags were placed in an orderly manner, rifle positions and machine gun positions were staggered, and the heavy machine gun shooting platform had also been reserved in advance.
But now there was only embarrassment on his face, and he just gritted his teeth and whispered: "Very good, this line of defense has been abandoned."
As he spoke, he walked forward quickly, and the three soldiers and Liszt behind him quickly followed suit.
The weapons in their hands were all pointed at the temporary defenses in front, all looking cautious.
But Old Bunar seemed to be extremely angry, kicked the sandbag fortification hard, and roared: "Damn, damn, damn, where are my troops?
Why are my troops missing?"
"General, please calm down.
This won't solve anything."
The soldier captain behind him quickly moved forward and pulled Old Bunar over to the temporary fortification made of sandbags with his hands.
The other two soldiers also shared a tactical flashlight and scanned the surroundings carefully, for fear of being alarmed by the sound just now.
What a terrifying creature.
He tried to calm down Old Bunar and whispered: "General, maybe the troops have withdrawn their defense lines."
"Wait, what is that?"
But Lister found a small object on the top of a sandbag through the beam of the tactical flashlight.
He couldn't help but frown slightly, walked over quickly and picked it up.
An empty AKS74U short assault rifle standard 30-round magazine was placed on it.
Well, looking at the new appearance and the abruptness of its appearance, it was the magazine he handed to John before.
Frowning slightly, Lister turned down the brightness of the tactical flashlight and carefully looked at the magazine placed in a conspicuous position.
If this is the mark left by John, then it will definitely contain information, and as expected, inside the magazine, a folded piece of paper is stuffed inside, which is quite conspicuous.
"What's going on with a note stuffed in an empty magazine?"
Old Bunar, who had calmed down, also came over, but his face was still ugly.
With a sharp gaze in his eyes like eagle eyes, he glanced at the white note that Liszt took out from the magazine and read it again with a tactical flashlight.
He swept past the temporary defenses made of sandbags and frowned, "You've been here before."
"I have friends and scattered soldiers who came over first.
It seems that when they came, there were no troops stationed here to defend it."
Slowly opening the white note, it seemed to be a random tear from a notebook, with pink flower patterns on it.
But the beautiful characters were written on it as if they were works of art.
Lister knew that this was the unique font of John, a senior fitness instructor, and when he looked at the information above, he couldn't help but frown tightly.
He said slowly: "They are going to continue deep into Plantagenet Street.
If that doesn't work, they will leave this neighborhood through the main road and retreat directly out of the city."
Old Bunar also saw the words left on this piece of paper, but he did not immediately express his thoughts.
Instead, he pointed the tactical flashlight forward, but seemed a little hesitant.
He couldn't help but slowly said to Liszt: "I think this is a conspiracy, and the federal government may have been concealed."
"It seems unlikely that we will go back."
Turning his head to look at the quiet street behind him, Liszt shook his head.
Death claws may not appear anywhere in the city behind him, and it is extremely dangerous.
As for the road ahead, at least John and O'Neill have helped to explore it.
If there is any abnormal situation, they can avoid it as soon as possible.
Picking up his Winchester 1887 shotgun, Lister made his decision first.
He looked at Old Bunard and the other three soldiers and nodded: "I think we might be able to give it a try.
If there are troops still stationed, Deep in the street ahead, there may also be an opportunity.”
"Is there a chance?"
Old Bunnar pondered slowly for a moment, but he still raised his head and looked at Liszt and nodded: "That's it."
As a general, a senior commander commanding a mechanized infantry brigade, he also has a special Based on his own judgment, he glanced at the darkness in front of his eyes, took a deep breath and nodded: "Let's go as soon as possible."
Quickly climbing over the temporary defense made of sandbags, Liszt and the others quickly moved forward just like the previous formation.
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But after walking less than a few hundred meters, everyone stopped in their tracks, and with the beam of light shining through the tactical flashlight window, everyone fell into silence
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