Jiang Baimian's reaction surprised Wang Fugui, Waite, Gray's gang, and the two survivors who were guides, and couldn't understand it at all.
After finally walking through the passage, I came out of the cave and found a ruined city. At this time, I carefully explored the surroundings, what radio station to use, and what radio to listen to
Is this what a normal person should behave
Could it be that this team has obsessive-compulsive disorder and must listen to a certain radio station at this time? No, that radio station was set up by the forces behind them. Listening to the radio is actually receiving orders? Or, is this the price Xue Yuexue paid? Wang Fugui can be said to be well-informed, and quickly found two reasonable explanations.
Long Yuehong and Bai Chen were also deeply impressed by the 119.2 frequency band. Although they did not directly encounter that kind of silent and terrible influence, when they heard Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao talk about it afterwards, they still felt like listening to ghost stories. .
Moreover, this is closely related to the ruins of Wasteland No. 13 guarded by the regular army of "First Castle"!
It won't be so unlucky... We obviously entered the mountain, but did not go northeast... Long Yuehong originally thought that he could find a secret base and unearth some valuable information and items. The former can report it to the company and wait for the contribution point reward , the latter can be used to repay debts. Who knows, the secrets of the ruins found by the team are secrets, but they are too secret, and the level of danger has skyrocketed.
At this time, Genova played what he heard through the speaker:
"Everyone, today I mainly talk about the maintenance of refrigerators and the yin and yang changes of Tao..."
The familiar magnetic voice echoed, and Jiang Baimian's scalp felt a little numb.
She hurriedly said to Genova:
"Change the location and do the monitoring again to find out the approximate distance between the 'Dao and Electrical Maintenance' station and us."
"Tao and electrical maintenance"... The more Wang Fugui and others listened, the more at a loss.
They can understand each and every word, but when added together, they can't figure out what it is.
Based on such a daze, they cautiously stayed still and did not forcefully walk out of the park to explore the ruins of the city.
Jiang Baimian's rather solemn expression made them feel that things might not be so simple.
They had similar experiences in the past, and at this time, they would rather miss than take risks.
After a while, Genova, who had changed his position, came back and made a standard baritone voice:
"That station is no more than two kilometers away from us."
This... Although Long Yuehong was a little mentally prepared for this answer, her eyelids moved and her heart beat faster.
He and others really entered the ruins of No. 13 Wasteland, and it was near the "Tao and Electrical Repair" radio station!
Jiang Baimian glanced at Shang Jianyao, who was full of inquiring "spirit" and sighed:
"Get out of here.
"Think long-term."
Her "long-term plan" means to return to the forward camp first, report the situation here to the company, see what the company understands and thinks about the ruins of Ruin No. 13, and what kind of feedback will be made, and then based on the feedback, decide to Don't come again, if you do, be prepared and choose the day for follow-up exploration.
Of course, if the danger is too great, then stop here and let the company send someone else.
"Evacuate..." Wang Fugui whispered to himself, keenly aware of the danger of the turbulent undercurrent in the air.
He hurriedly said to the "Old Tunes Group":
"Is there a problem here?"
"I wonder if you have heard of the ruins of No. 13 Wasteland?" Because Wang Fugui has always been very friendly, Jiang Baimian decided to remind them a few words.
It won't hurt the "Old Tune Group" itself.
Beside Wang Fugui, Gray, who was so cold, heard Jiang Baimian's rhetorical question, and was startled and said:
"This is the ruins of Wasteland No. 13?"
As a lone hunter who has been active in the area around the first city all the year round, he knows all the rumors about the ruins of Wasteland No. 13 in detail.
"Yes." Jiang Baimian nodded solemnly, "It seems that the white giant wolf should have run out from here."
This can explain why such a deformed creature with special abilities suddenly appeared in the mountains on the north bank.
Hearing that the white giant wolf was related to the ruins of wasteland No. 13, Wang Fugui and others nodded slightly, thinking it was very reasonable.
Nothing pops out for no reason.
At the same time, they recalled the distance and direction they walked down, and they felt more and more that this place should be the ruins of Wasteland 13.
"How dangerous it is here, I don't think I need to say more? Even if you want to take a risk and give it a shot, I suggest you go back first and be prepared to come back." As for whether the group of lone hunters listened or not, she didn't care at all.
With this step, the "Old Tune Group" has done its best!
Wang Fugui pondered for a while, and said to Waite, Gray and others:
"I also don't think it's reckless, so I'd better go back and talk about it. With such a big ruined city, I won't run away on my own."
Waite, Gray and others were a little hesitant. After all, there is a high probability that the ruins of Wasteland No. 13 have extremely rich materials and valuable information.
And it is not the terrifying rumors that usually prevent the relic hunters from exploring here, but the regular army of the "First City" who blocked this area.
At this time, Shang Jianyao suddenly smiled and said:
"The officers of the 'First City' are so stupid that they didn't send anyone to guard here."
Hearing this sentence, the expressions of Waite and others changed:
If the "First City" regular army controls the ruins of this city, it is impossible not to send troops to guard such an entrance!
Since there is no, it means that their blockade is limited to the periphery, which means that their exploration of the ruins of wasteland No. 13 has not been so in-depth.
Even the regular army of the "First City" can only do this step. The dangers hidden in the ruins of Wasteland No. 13 can be imagined!
"Okay, go back first." Waite immediately responded to Wang Fugui's suggestion.
Gray and the others no longer hesitated.
The two teams turned around and walked towards the entrance of the passage.
Looking at it again at this time, they found that there were originally two metal doors, but they were opened by someone.
"The radio station you just listened to is related to this place?" Wang Fugui asked sincerely during the journey.
Jiang Baimian nodded:
"Yes, a very dangerous station. It's right here."
"It can make everyone who hears the broadcast content be affected by it..." Shang Jianyao described the situation in the tone of telling a ghost story.
The eyes of Wang Fugui, Gray and Waite suddenly widened a little.
They either have never heard of such a thing, or they only know about it through some rumors, and have never actually encountered it.
The mystery and power of the owner of the radio station makes people shudder just by imagining it.
As the two teams moved forward in silence, a voice suddenly came from Shang Jianyao's tactical backpack:
"Hey, I really miss you..."
The moving and sad singing echoed quickly.
Long Yuehong looked sideways in surprise and bewilderment, and subconsciously asked Shang Jianyao:
"Why do you suddenly sing?"
In this atmosphere, is this really good
Shang Jianyao, who was watched by the eyes, was not embarrassed, but his face was full of surprise:
"My little speaker is alive! It can play songs by itself!"
As he spoke, he tried to remove the tactical pack.
Hearing this sentence, Jiang Baimian, who believed that Shang Jianyao would not lie about this kind of thing, changed slightly, and suddenly thought of something.
She hurriedly turned her gaze to Genova.
Genova's eyes flashed red, and he had already stopped.
In the endless starry night, in the desolate environment overgrown with weeds, he opened his mouth and made a slightly smiling voice:
"The Tao is in circuits, panels, and electrical appliances."
This voice is completely different from Genova's original baritone with a sense of synthesis, magnetic, deep, and emotional.
It's like it's coming out directly over the air.
Hearing this sentence and seeing such a Genava, Long Yuehong's pupils dilated sharply, and a name flashed in his mind:
Wu Meng!
Wu Meng, the owner of "Tao and Electrical Repair Radio"!