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Divine Tribulation of the Star Civilization - Chapter Extra 39. City of Tomorrow (5)

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[Extra 39. City of Tomorrow (5)]

In her eyes, the entire human settlement was like an abandoned garbage dump, with countless dirty things in every corner, and a strong smell that was revealed all the time. This was very different from what Joyner had imagined before, and it made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

As the convoy approached the gate of Hidden Sand Castle, Joyner’s expression changed from disappointment to high alert in an instant.

She saw not far below the city wall, a trench that was wide and deep, extending for an unknown distance. The trench seemed to be the moat of Hidden Sand Castle. Joyner guessed that there should have been water there before, but the water had dried up long ago and now it became a messy pile of corpses.

She turned her head indifferently and looked in another direction. Behind the trench was a defensive fortress spread hundreds of meters away, surrounded by bricks and earth. Hundreds of large and small fires were lit around the fortifications. Something was constantly burning, and there were people around. Patrolling back and forth.

On the other side of the high wall are several small camps, which seem to have been inhabited for a long time. They are both barracks and fixed sentries guarding Hidden Sand Castle.

Stationed next to the high wall are some wooden “elevators” that rely on thick cables to go up and down. A huge winch pushed by six or seven people makes the “elevator” operate and make a harsh “squeaking” sound, which can be heard hundreds of times. It can be heard from meters away.

There were still many people standing on the wall, each holding a torch. Next to it, there were a few dark shadows. The shape of this shadow is strange, but it is stationary. It is guessed that it should be some kind of facility.

After looking at it for a long time, Joyner realized that it was some kind of giant crossbow mechanism, probably a heavy weapon used to deal with vehicles.

This city looks so weird. Not only are there a large number of defenders, but the wasteland outside is also full of spears. The skeletons on the spears seem to indicate the fate of the rebels, which is chilling.

Joyner couldn’t understand why this gathering place of humanity, which once held hope, had turned into what it is today.

Is human life so worthless?

It seems that if you want to truly understand the customs and customs of a region, you will never be able to find the correct answers in books and stone tablets. She thought repeatedly in her mind that she must go deep into the market and ask those guys who were running for survival. Their words were definitely sharper and more accurate than knives.

Joyner’s eyes exuded a faint light and kept scanning under the night, silently remembering everything she saw.

She was finally able to see the charred corpse up close, and soon felt a twinge of discomfort in her stomach. I wonder what the situation in the city is like. It can’t be worse than the savage wilderness, right?

The stench of burning corpses and thick smoke drifted past, and the crackling sound brought her thoughts back to reality. The truck slowed down in front of the trench, only a few dozen meters away from the rows of resisting horses.

“Stop!”

Following a sharp shout, some swaying figures appeared on the right side.

“Whoever is in the car, please come down and get checked!”

What a bad luck!

Joyner raised her eyebrows and spat.

She was about to turn away and pretend to be calm when she suddenly saw several guards raising their weapons at the convoy. A big man in front of them shouted, attracting the attention of everyone nearby.

“Tch, these guys came pretty fast…” The bald man muttered and waved his hand outside.

Joyner was stunned for a moment when she saw that the weapons in the hands of these people looked strange, black and stubby.

This weapon is small and can be held steady with one hand. It seems to be some kind of firearm, but it is obviously not a firearm.

What is that?

Then she saw clearly – it turned out that they were holding homemade crossbow arrows.

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to Joyner’s understanding of crossbows, the biggest features of this weapon are its silent firing and super-fast speed.

It seems that each crossbow arrow is about 20 millimeters long, and it should rely on mechanical shooting of marbles or crossbow arrows. In the hands of a master, the crossbow is extremely powerful, and its kinetic energy over short distances can rival the accuracy of a sniper rifle.

According to the standards of the pre-civilization era, the arrow speed can reach a maximum of more than 100 meters per second. People who don’t understand this thing will feel that it is quite slow. It is incomparable with firearms, which can easily reach 300 or 400 meters per second, but at this speed , the average person would not be able to dodge until the arrow is shot out at a distance of a hundred meters and then dodge. It would be no problem to completely penetrate a ten centimeter thick tree trunk within a hundred meters.

If equipped with bladed arrows, it can easily hunt large animals like bears that even ordinary soft body armor cannot withstand.

Joyner was not far away, so she could carefully examine each person’s appearance, weapons, and various equipment on them.

I have to say, although these people look like bloodthirsty thugs.

It’s unknown how skilled they are, but in Joyner’s eyes, it’s useless no matter how good their skills are. Because it was a comparison with ordinary people. After all, the gap between his own skills and his own skills was too big to be a big concern.

She could also tell from the cold weapons worn by these people that most of the combat methods of this era still relied on bravery and close combat.

“We’re one of our own! Are you all fucking blind? Can’t you recognize me?”

The bald man stuck his head out of the window and yelled a few words. The boy who was leading the way immediately stopped his motorcycle and walked over, looking back as he walked. .

“Is it Lao Bai?” the guard leader shouted in response.

“Damn it, who else could it be if it wasn’t me?”

After the two parties met each other, the young men and the guards stood together and chatted. Joyner saw it and realized that they had known each other for a long time.

Lao Bai seemed to be the name of the bald brother. He also jumped out of the car at this time. Before leaving, he specifically turned around and told Joyner to stay in the car and wait for him to come back.

Joyner seemed to obey, biting her lip and nodded.

But at the last moment, she keenly caught a subtle change in the bald brother’s eyes. It was an extremely greedy and concealing look – Joyner was no stranger to this look.

She felt funny in her heart when she saw the bald man walking over with carefree steps, pulling him like he didn’t recognize his relatives. It seems that only walking like this can show some of his characteristics.

The huge bonfire kept burning, enveloping the restless atmosphere around it.

Joyner observed carefully in the flickering firelight, estimating the number of guards here, and trying to imprint every move of each person in her mind.

This has become Joyner’s personal habit. She is very good at finding some kind of body language connection from everyone’s posture, the position of their hands, the angle of their head, and even unconscious small movements.

Sure enough, she noticed something strange after just a few minutes.

Lao Bai seemed to be standing sideways and talking intentionally or unintentionally, and his head kept tilting toward him, but his hands did not point there. Joyner instantly understood, which meant that he did not want her to see his actions.

Not good!

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