The sky in the UK is still so dark and depressing. It seems that apart from the mountains in the far north that can rely on their pure high altitude to brave the clouds, there is really only one group in London that can dispel the darkness. Glorious.
But there, now it belongs to the living corpse.
It was the first time for all members of the team sent by the Stewart family to step into the disaster area in the UK today, so everything they had seen and heard here recently was unfamiliar to each of them.
Since landing at Clacton-on-Sea, what they have seen here is ruins and death everywhere. This place is located on the southeastern coast of England, which is almost the same area where Macca led the crowd to resist the army of living zombies and made the final fight against the opponent.
Now that people like the Stewart family set foot here, they can see traces of the battles at that time everywhere. Walking among the ruins, even after such a long time, they can still smell the faint burnt and blood.
"Mr. Jonker, here... it can be said that almost no inch of land here is peaceful. Everything that happened in Britain at that time... Even though I have read the information countless times, it is still a bit unimaginable when I actually come here to investigate. "
In the team, a middle-aged wizard wearing a leather coat held a round box with one hand. Sometimes he stared closely at the trembling and high-speed rotating golden ring under the glass cover, and sometimes he raised his head and looked around. Finally, he said this to the team leader beside him.
When Jonker heard this, he also glanced at the detector in his hand, frowned and nodded:
"Put it away! It won't be of much use here... But obviously, what caused it to get out of control may not be the remaining traces of the curse from that battle - remember? File No. 0143 It records the detonation of a large Muggle bomb, and the location of the explosion was not very far from here."
"Ah! So it's that one..."
When the middle-aged wizard heard this, he suddenly understood. The power of Muggle weapons is indeed amazing, and it was even used by Greenwald as an important means to win over supporters.
But just when the wizard was stunned, Jonker suddenly added:
"Of course, other than that, everything we see now is basically the traces left by the war at that time. That blocking battle, no matter which side it was, the power displayed was indeed Not to be underestimated...especially that Mr. MacLean."
"Yes, I understand, sir."
"As long as you know."
While the two were talking, the team's pace did not stop at all. This Stewart "exploration team" of about twenty people has been advancing step by step among the ruins of the city. Although most of the people in the team are just like the middle-aged wizard, using various means to explore and guard against everything around them, there is obviously some firm purpose driving their pace, even if they are nervous and apprehensive, they still Move forward stubbornly.
No one in this team is mediocre, so each of them understands that Britain today is indeed a real "disaster"!
"It seems... there are no enemies?"
After a while, after walking some distance along this dilapidated street, a relatively younger witch in the team finally couldn't help but whisper.
She kept her voice very low, as if she was afraid of disturbing something, but in the dead silence where their own footsteps were almost the only sound, her words were still clearly audible. There was no one from the beginning to the end of the line. This sentence will be missed.
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Of course Jonkel also heard it, but he did not respond immediately. Instead, he pondered for a moment and then nodded.
"I didn't notice anything either... John, what about you?"
As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at John Stewart beside him, and gave him a look asking for advice.
John, who had always been carefree, was obviously a little serious at this time, but his steps seemed obviously much more relaxed than most of the people in the team. In such a depressing environment, his strong psychological quality is evident.
When Jonkel asked him, John could only shrug and said that he had not discovered anything yet, so he did not even speak, and his gaze was always focused on the surrounding area without taking it back for a moment.
Seeing this, Jonker didn't have much idea for a moment.
"Anyway, cheer up and don't relax!"
In the days since the fall of Britain, many forces in Europe have not dared to set foot here easily, and have only wandered around the surrounding waters. However, all added up, there are actually many "death squads" sent in to investigate.
And because of this, this dead place was also stamped with the seal of "there is no return". It can be said that except for the "McLean direct team" who once settled in Weymouth, there is no such thing. Fang Zhili can still take it back after putting his hand in!
But even the Weymouth camp, which was the only camp that seemed to be able to barely gain a foothold here, was eventually wiped out by the zombie army. If it hadn't been withdrawn in time, it would have been completely wiped out.
After Weymouth Camp was breached, there was no way for the outside world to understand the disaster area. Speaking of which, apart from the situation at Camp Granger, this team from the Stewart family seemed to be the first team to set foot on this land again after that.
"After that, the information was completely cut off. No one knows what happened here during this period... I hope everything goes smoothly!"
Jonkel only muttered this sentence once in his heart, and soon he stopped thinking about it. Because he knew that no one in the team, including himself, needed such hesitant and frustrating words.
Just moving forward silently amidst the seemingly endless ruins and dead silence, while also having to be constantly vigilant about all the deadly threats that may appear at any time, is enough to put people under countless pressures.
But even if he didn't say it, who would have thought of it
"Even if you are attacked by a strong enemy immediately, it is better than suffering from the unknown all the time!" The middle-aged wizard just couldn't help but think in his heart.
I believe that many people in the team have gradually come up with more or less similar ideas to him. But soon, when they actually encountered the enemy, they realized that no matter how serious reminders and warnings were contained in the intelligence information they received in advance, those few lines of text were far less terrifying than experiencing it personally.