The northern suburb of Qingquan City.
Stepping on the snow buried in the lower leg, Wutai painted black power armor walked under the abandoned viaduct, heading towards Qingquan City.
"... Radio activity has been detected, about four kilometers ahead. The signal activity is low and cannot be analyzed."
"Can you identify the other party?"
"Obviously not. We don't know anything about the situation here... I suggest we find a nearby aborigine to ask about it first."
"Good idea."
Looking over the signboard with the place name, Lu Yang looked up at the dead city in front, and his eyebrows under his helmet wrinkled