Global Fog Survival

Chapter 222: Ignite the fuse of war

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The vibrations in the distance gradually subsided, but in this vast land by the sea, the rumbling sound still echoed.

It is foreseeable that this endless and terrifying sound wave will be transmitted directly from here all the way to the mountains and valleys nearly a hundred kilometers away, injecting a shot of adrenaline into the hearts of all survivors!

Nearly ten tons of the latest fourth-generation improved explosives have a power that has already surpassed black powder by countless times and is basically equivalent to modern conventional gunpowder.

With such explosive power, let alone killing some "Greedy Corrupted", even lord-level mutants have a chance of being killed directly.

Moreover, Colin used such a large amount of explosives not just to kill some so-called "greedy and depraved people".

More importantly, it is the proof he presented to those survivors who are still confused!

"Artillery and Explosives", the brilliant crystallization of Earth civilization, is enough to prove the authenticity and rationality of Colin's identity.

The roaring and spreading sound of the explosion will spread in all directions like "gospel", pointing the way forward for those confused survivors.

In just a few minutes after the explosion spread, just as Colin expected, as the "good news" symbolizing human civilization spread along the empty and silent land, one team of survivors after another heard the sound and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

Compare the direction from which the voice came with Colin's reply on the chat channel...

Even the dumbest person could realize what this violent explosion meant.

He really came!

On the other side of the fog is hope!

Hope of survival!

Then, almost at the same time, all the survivors who heard the explosion made a bold and similar decision.

Dozens or even hundreds of teams of survivors that were deliberately separated by the "Fallen Race" in the gray fog and were hunted down by the cicadas gradually readjusted and planned their direction of advance.

Thousands of candles will move in the same direction, gather under the same flag, re-establish the severed connections with each other, and jointly fight against this twisted and morbid world.

Of course, the explosion not only alarmed the lost survivors, but also disrupted the deployment of those morbid and ugly "degenerate races".

In the eyes of those creatures, these blind survivors would be played around by them like headless flies.

In the end, it was easily taken down.

But once they have a direction, it means that the fallen races must confront them head-on, otherwise if they really let the other side escape there, they might really be able to escape.

It was obvious that a bloody confrontation would soon occur.

But for Colin, since he dared to send out this signal, it meant that the time was ripe.

Otherwise, he would not have used nearly ten tons of explosives on this group of "lustful and depraved people". That would be like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

At this moment, Colin climbed out of the trench, stuck his head out, and immediately felt a hot current filled with the smell of gunpowder rushing towards him.

Moreover, from time to time, some small pieces of stones or other bloody things fell from the sky.