My Post-Apocalyptic Territory

Luo Zhe seemed to be deep in thought.

After a while, he looked up and said, "Okay, this will serve as your assessment for participating in the patrol team. Both of you can go together."

Anger flashed across Ma Jiafeng's face.

He and his brother are both top-tier experts at the third level of Awakening, and they work together seamlessly. Together, they can even make a super expert at the fourth level of Awakening temporarily retreat.

However, the next moment, Luo Zhe released a portion of his aura.

This aura vanished in a flash.

Ma Jiafeng's expression turned serious. Without further hesitation, he called his younger brother, and the two stood side by side.

off the field.

The awakened ones also stared wide-eyed.

They never expected to have the opportunity to witness a battle of this caliber.

"The Hammer Brothers have actually teamed up; this is probably the first time."

"Can Captain Luo win?" This was a tense question.

"It's hard to say." A shrewd look flashed in the eyes of one of the analysts. "If it's a one-on-one fight, I'm more optimistic about Captain Luo, but if it's one against two, I think Captain Luo will be at a disadvantage."

"Bullshit, Captain Luo is incredibly strong. He could defeat the Iron Hammer Brothers even if they joined forces."

"Captain Luo is strong, but how strong? Has any of you seen him? In the end, Captain Luo is just a high-ranking member of a small shelter. It is true that Green Shade Shelter is stronger than other shelters, but the Iron Hammer Brothers are stronger than the strongest members of most shelters. Not to mention that when the two of them team up, it is obvious which side has a higher chance of winning."

The analysis of the Party is incisive.

Those who still supported Luo Zhe were speechless.

After all, it wasn't a real life-or-death battle.

Neither of the Iron Hammer brothers used any weapons. They exchanged a glance and charged at Luo Zhe from the left and right respectively.

The younger brother, Ma Jiaze, was short and fat, but he was faster. He arrived at Luo Zhe's side first and used his height disadvantage to attack Luo Zhe's lower body.

Ma Jiafeng followed closely behind and delivered a powerful punch.

A glint of light flashed in his eyes.

How will Captain Luo respond to such an attack and such coordinated attack?

……

……

Bang bang bang!

Fists and feet clashed, a strong wind swept by, and dust flew everywhere.

The awakened onlookers instinctively covered their faces with their hands to shield themselves from the rising dust.

They swallowed hard.

This level of strength and combat prowess was something many of the Awakened Ones present were seeing for the first time.

It was far more terrifying than they imagined.

Many people have found that if they were the ones fighting, they probably wouldn't even last a single round before being defeated.

"Hey, aren't you the best at analysis? Which side actually has the upper hand?"

Upon hearing this...

The analyst's forehead was covered in cold sweat. "I, I, I couldn't even see clearly, how would I know who had the upper hand? But judging from the scene, it should be evenly matched."

Someone nearby shook their head.

The analyst disagreed, saying, "Although I can't see it clearly, the two sides are going back and forth. Even if one side gains the upper hand, the difference is definitely not big. They are basically evenly matched."

The awakened one glanced at him and shook his head again.

With his abilities, he could have seen more, but he was focused on the arena and didn't bother to answer.

Beside her, Lan Qingya stared intently without blinking for a long while before finally letting out a long sigh.

"That's because Captain Luo didn't go all out."

"Not using their full strength? Impossible. In such an intense battle, how could they possibly hold back?"

Lan Qingya shook her head. "It is precisely because Captain Luo is so strong that he completely controls the rhythm of the battle that he is able to suppress his own strength. In fact, throughout the entire battle, Captain Luo is only on the defensive, or rather, he is feeding the enemy moves."

In the field.

Ma Jiafeng's fist flew out like a cannonball, and all he could see was Luo Zhe's figure.

They had already entered a state of maximum focus in battle.

This state of mind excited him.

He felt that in this state, he could unleash 120% of his full strength.

a long time.

The three separated, and the two Iron Hammer brothers were both panting.

They fought a fierce and exhilarating battle, their clothes were torn in many places, looking tattered, and they were covered in sweat.

Both of them looked completely satisfied.

At this time,

Ma Jiafeng glanced at Luo Zhe, whose expression remained unchanged, and then suddenly realized what was happening.

No wonder I was able to fight so smoothly. Thinking back, I realized that I had made many mistakes in the battle, which were forcibly corrected.

This is a training exercise.

Captain Luo's strength is far greater than I imagined.

He couldn't even tell what level Captain Luo had reached.

Ma Jiafeng was not frustrated; instead, he felt excited, grateful, and respectful.

He admitted defeat, acknowledging his shortcomings, and expressed his intention to work hard to become stronger so that he could challenge Captain Luo again one day.

Then they heard the other party say, "You've passed the patrol team's assessment."

…………

Lin Dong, South Gate.

Every day, many survivors come and go here, making it very lively.

Many of the awakened ones were still discussing yesterday's battle, appearing quite excited.

"You wouldn't believe it, but Wang Qiang's team, which lives next door to us, had a huge stroke of luck yesterday. They killed a lot of mutated beasts on the front lines. They used to be poor and weak like us, but now they've gone from being a bunch of nobodies to being a powerful force."

"Come on." The Awakened One next to him rolled his eyes. "The front line, do you know how many Awakened Ones died yesterday? Of those who survived, a lot of them did. If you're envious, apply to go to the front line next time you have the chance."

The two talked as they walked away into the distance.

Although the tone was one of envy, the fact that both of them were wearing a lot of brand-new weapons and equipment showed that they had also gained a lot from yesterday's large-scale mission.

These combatants from Lin Dong would show their passes to the guards as they came and went, while newly arrived survivors would wait in line at the registration desk.

An ordinary-looking young man was placed at the end of the line.

This is Gray Blade.

He disguised himself, altering his appearance slightly to ensure he wouldn't be recognized by Lin Wei's men.

After completing the registration, Grayblade entered the Lindong Shelter.

Just like before, there were many survivors at the entrance, keeping a close eye on those coming in, looking for potential patrons.

This is Director Xiang.

Ignoring these people, Grayblade feigned surprise and curiosity, then quickly disappeared into the crowd as if he couldn't wait to explore the Lin Dong Shelter.

Unlike those people who wander around like headless flies, Grayblade had a clear purpose.

An intelligence agency needs to be established in Lindong.

His spatial backpack contained a considerable amount of source crystals and various equipment, which he had no shortage of.

However, there is still a shortage of manpower, which he needs to solve himself.

Grayblade, however, didn't care.

Throughout his years as an assassin, he often encountered situations where he needed to gather intelligence himself and have people act as informants.

He was very skilled at these things and had a complete set of business processes.

Gray Blade entered the aid zone.

This is the most populous area in Lindong, where rows of tenement buildings have been built, with almost no distance between them.

This place was also called a refugee zone by those in power.

It truly lives up to its name.

It's crowded, dirty, messy, and the environment is very complicated; you can easily get lost in it if you're not careful.

Grayblade knew the way well, and after turning left and right through the narrow alley that could only accommodate two or three people side by side, he finally arrived at his destination.

A bar.

Above it hangs the sign: Forget-Worries Bar.

As the only bar in the entire aid zone, it was naturally not high-class and was quite dilapidated.

But inside, it was bustling with activity. Even though it was daytime, many people were still indulging themselves.

The noise echoed through the bar.

After Grayblade went inside, he remained expressionless, automatically filtering out the sounds, and simply looked around, searching for something.

Soon, he walked toward a corner of the bar.

Compared to other places, this corner was quiet, with only an old man staring blankly at the empty wine bottle in his hand.

Gray Blade walked over and patted the table.

The old man looked up, let out a hiccup, and asked, "What's up?"

Grayblade drew a pattern on the table.

The old man perked up a bit. "Just tell me what you want."

Grayblade smiled, looking at the old man, and said, "I want you..."