Including Wang Qian, including Chapman.

Even Su Deben nodded inconspicuously, thinking about it.

Looking at Nat with a humble look on his face, the three of them looked at each other and waved to the group of soldiers behind them.

"Our people will not go in for the time being. Please send some people to help them set up a camp."

"In the next few days, at least until there is no further instruction, we will help you share the defensive pressure."

Nat looked at Sudben in disbelief.

Not going into the city? Just outside to help defend?

How can the Western Suburban League be so abiding by the rules?

In his opinion, being annexed is now a certainty, and Pumpkin Bunker will completely become the bridgehead of the Western Suburban Alliance.

However, what the other party did was to put the bunker on the same line as other shelters in the alliance.

There may be high and low levels, there may be priorities.

But definitely not a vassal!

"Okay, we will immediately send residents to help the reinforcements build the camp!"

Nat opened his mouth, but finally turned it into a sentence.

He turned around without stopping for a moment and quickly returned to the bunker to make arrangements.

On the other side, Lao Dao and others also came up.

"How's the situation?"

"It's equally serious here. Aging has reached a critical point."

After answering Su Deben's question, the old Taoist quickly told everything he had seen and heard yesterday.

The specific time of the next metal aging disaster has not been officially announced yet.

But just a warning has already severely damaged the vitality of the indigenous people.

Among them, four-fifths of the metal farm tools in the bunker were broken, and most of them became scraps that broke after just one use.

Although the situation of those doped with alloys is better, the benefits are also very limited.

In particular, several small production lines in the bunker have all been broken down by the power of the aging disaster.

It can be said that the people here have almost returned to the primitive times, and they are almost unable to even produce their own tools.

"It's so serious here?" Chapman's eyes widened.

Wang Qian next to him snorted noncommittally with his nose, his face full of complaints about the former's acting skills.

Don’t you have a clue whether it’s that serious?

The distance between the bunker and the city is so close, can the giant city shelter be an exception?

The old Taoist didn't stop and continued talking.

"In fact, this is not the most serious thing. The spoons and forks they used have actually aged. Now many people have been forced to eat with their hands. Also, all vehicles stored in the open air in the bunker

, are basically no longer usable, and some of the remaining off-road motorcycles are on the verge of damage."

"This is just a small example, but I think it is representative enough. If we really want to consider deploying defenses here, we must first consider how to transport manpower and supplies from the western suburbs."

"We cannot hope that the shelters of the Southern Suburban Alliance are afraid of us, just like they opened fire yesterday. There is no shortage of madmen in this world."

In fact, the experienced reminders were redundant for both Wang Qian and Chapman.

As "old guys", their understanding of the situation is obviously at a deeper level than what they are talking about now.

"So. We need to find a solution to the aging problem as soon as possible, or find a substitute for the time being?"

Chapman was secretive, but finally revealed his true thoughts about the trip.

"Well said, this is also one of the purposes of our coming here."

Wang Qian repeated it, looking at the fertile land under his feet and talking to himself.

However, after talking about this, the topic naturally ended.

After all, how to solve it and what to use to replace it, no one present can tell the reason.

Are we going to return to the cold weapon era?

This is Hunter Tiger's favorite, because the combat effectiveness of the mutants he has won over will reach its peak.

But it does not help at all to control the situation in the city from deteriorating and developing.

It is conceivable that once it is really necessary to fight with cold weapons, bombs will be used as a supplement.

The Gopher Man's shelter will never last long, and it won't be fun if the South Suburban Alliance overturns the table.

Sunny Harbor Sanctuary wants to slowly eat away at the population to expand its scale.

In the same way, the Western Suburbs Alliance chose the Pumpkin Bunker as the alliance's bridgehead because they also wanted to plunder enough supplies.

If we really want to fight, then whoever wants this hot potato should get it.

"Let's take a look first. We can discuss this matter later."

The adventurer terminal in his pocket vibrated slightly, and Su Deben opened his mouth to end the topic.

In front of the city gate on the other side, scattered residents have begun to walk out, joining the camp construction work with shock on their faces.

The progress is very fast, and the proficiency of the slaves in the bunker is beyond that of the residents of the shelter.

Especially the slaves selected by Catalina at that time were inherently ingenious people.

After saying some greetings, he ordered the soldiers to build the camp near the isolation zone of the orchard.

Su Deben dodged and disappeared into the shadow of the trees.

at this time.

The center point of the explosion.

Lu Kuan, who was wearing protective clothing, was holding a small piece of fragment the size of his thumb and placed it under direct sunlight for observation.

See the dense patterns reflected by the fragments under the illumination of light and shadow.

His expression was slightly shaken, and he couldn't stop mumbling.

"It turns out. It turns out to be like this. It's not that there is a problem with the energy induced by the energy machine, but that it is aging. There is aging inside the energy stone."

"But. Energy Stone is not a metal, so how can it be included in this category?"
Chapter completed!