At that moment, Long Yuehong felt a chill run down his spine, as if he had been transported from a summer night to an icy winter cave, feeling that even the wind in the surrounding area had become unusually cold.

Wang Fugui and the others didn't quite understand what had happened, but they sensed Genava's abnormality.

Almost simultaneously, they took one or two steps to the side, trying to distance themselves from the "Old Task Force" and stay away from the hidden dangers.

Bai Chen held a flashlight in one hand and raised the "Icemoss" in the other, but hesitated to shoot.

On the one hand, this was because pistol bullets were unlikely to cause much damage to Genava. On the other hand, Bai Chen intuitively felt that Genava's current state was likely due to Wu Meng's information intrusion, just like Dimarco possessing a human body.

This was not a problem that could be solved with firearms.

At this moment, the only ones who were not confused, hesitant, or standing by were Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian.

Shang Jianyao said he was going to check his small speaker, but he was actually preparing to take out the blue and white megaphone from his tactical backpack to increase the influence range of "Reasoning Clown."

Jiang Baimian directly raised her left hand and aimed her palm at Genava.

Genava's steel teeth opened and closed, and he once again emitted Wu Meng's biased magnetic voice:

"The more dangerous it is, the more you have to take risks. As the saying goes, reversal is the movement of the Tao..."

Before he could finish speaking, a large amount of tangled, silver-white arcs of electricity burst forth from Jiang Baimian's left palm.

These arcs of electricity rapidly expanded, engulfing Genava, weaving a bright and dangerous net of lightning.

This made Wang Fugui and the others widen their eyes, their pupils filled with the lingering traces of electric light.

At the same time, a mechanical synthesized voice sounded from Genava's speakers:

"Unknown signal forcibly invading, unknown signal forcibly invading, initiating isolation procedure..."

In the sound of *zzzzz*, the electricity released by Jiang Baimian danced wildly, forming an abnormally turbulent electromagnetic field in the surrounding area.

The red light flashing in Genava's eyes stabilized accordingly.

Jiang Baimian immediately shouted:

"Cancel radio mode!

"Go!"

After speaking, she turned around directly, striking a pose of running towards the cave entrance.

"Okay!" Genava returned to normal, and taking advantage of the dissipation of the electric current, rushed out of the silver-white lightning net.

On the other side, Shang Jianyao threw his tactical backpack back behind him and took the first step.

Long Yuehong and Bai Chen were not slow at all, carrying relatively heavy crates on their backs, and ran wildly towards the cave entrance.

Wang Fugui and the others were all experienced ruin hunters. Although they didn't understand what changes had taken place, and were still shocked by Jiang Baimian's creation of a large electric net with her bare hands, they basically had the necessary instinctive reactions.

They didn't bother to ask, turned around sharply, and ran desperately behind the "Old Task Force."

Behind these two teams, starlight dispersed the darkness of the night, and the surface of the artificial lake gently swayed with the warm evening breeze.

Everything was so peaceful, without a trace of danger, and not even a living creature existed.

The "Old Task Force" was already very close to the cave entrance. After a few steps, they passed through the opened metal gate.

Jiang Baimian slowed down and winked at Genava and Shang Jianyao respectively.

They stopped and waited until the suspicious and vigilant Wang Fugui and the others rushed into the cave before each running to one side of the metal gate.

Then, Genava was responsible for one side, and Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao were responsible for the other side, pushing the doors shut with a clanging sound.

After doing all this, they turned around and accelerated, chasing after the people in front.

Seeing that Xue Shiyue's team had no intention of slowing down, Wang Fugui, Grey, Weite, and the others believed that the danger had not been eliminated, and did not dare to relax, continuing to sprint.

With the flashlight beams swaying wildly, they ran for an unknown distance, soon approaching the limit of human physical strength.

Jiang Baimian's mind was unusually clear, and she immediately signaled that Long Yuehong and the others could stop.

Huff... Huff... Long Yuehong and Bai Chen both panted heavily.

"Put on the military exoskeletons," Jiang Baimian quickly ordered.

This was one of the prepared evacuation plans. Without her needing to explain anything, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen put down the crates on their backs and took out the two newer military exoskeletons inside.

With the assistance of Shang Jianyao and Genava, they quickly put them on.

On the other side, Jiang Baimian used her own strength to put the oldest "AC-42" general-purpose exoskeleton of the team on her body.

Wang Fugui, Grey, Weite, and the others had some expectation of the "Old Task Force's" equipment situation, so they weren't so surprised at this time. Instead, they quietly distanced themselves, preparing to fight back.

They were afraid that the other party would turn hostile after being fully armed.

Clang!

A huge sound suddenly echoed in the tunnel, pouring into the ears of Jiang Baimian and the others from the entrance area.

At this time, without anyone needing to explain, the same thought flashed in everyone's mind:

The entrance gate that had been closed earlier had been opened by an unknown enemy!

Opened with great force!

And the three members of the "Old Task Force" had not yet put on their military exoskeletons.

The others, including the guide Long En, exchanged glances, didn't speak, and turned around and ran away.

Everyone was not related, and they would definitely not stay and share life and death with the "Old Task Force."

Seeing this, Jiang Baimian said to Long Yuehong and Bai Chen in a calm voice:

"Don't rush.

"Haste makes waste."

She leaned against the wall, fastening the metal buckles in different positions quickly and without disorder.

"They are useless even if they are in a hurry. The initiative is in my and Old Ge's hands." Shang Jianyao responded with a smile, not nervous at all.

Without his and Genava's assistance, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen would not be able to put on the military exoskeletons.

Although he usually complained about this guy, Long Yuehong still had to say at this time, "He really has a big heart."

It took several tens of seconds for Shang Jianyao and Genava to help Long Yuehong and Bai Chen put on the two military exoskeletons, and Jiang Baimian was already moving her hands and feet.

"Go!" Jiang Baimian turned around quickly and chased after the ruin hunters.

Long Yuehong and Bai Chen followed closely behind.

Shang Jianyao pressed his palm down, lightly jumped, and sat on Genava's left shoulder, who was squatting down.

Genava quickly straightened up and ran with strides.

Compared to before, their speed was more than two or three times faster!

With the addition of the military exoskeletons, the "Old Task Force" saw Wang Fugui and the others without spending much effort.

They had been running wildly until now and were close to their limits, already feeling like they couldn't run anymore.

Seeing the relaxed and easy posture of the "Old Task Force" and feeling the darkness and silence in the tunnel behind them, some of them showed slightly desperate expressions, and their mental state became unstable.

At this moment, Jiang Baimian shouted while running:

"Don't give up, we will help you!"

Giving such a plan was not because she was kind-hearted to the point of stupidity, but because she had other ideas.

This was the optimal solution she found after weighing the pros and cons.

If the "Old Task Force" ignored them and ran away directly, they would likely do something irrational in despair, such as dying together, such as grabbing the military exoskeletons to facilitate escape, such as forcibly leaving the "Old Task Force" here, creating a mess and muddling the waters, just like a drowning person always tries to pull others into the water as well.

Most of these were lone hunters, with unknown abilities and powerful strength. Although the "Old Task Force" was not afraid, they did not dare to underestimate them.

At that time, even if they were not harmed, that is, being delayed for a few minutes, they would be caught up by the unknown enemy because of this.

And that was likely Wu Meng.

"Internal strife" was extremely unwise!

Therefore, in the situation that the "Old Task Force" still had spare energy, giving Wang Fugui and the others some help and stabilizing their mental state would be more conducive to subsequent escape.

Hearing Jiang Baimian's words, Grey, Weite and the others' expressions softened one after another.

Then, Jiang Baimian hung up her gun, picked up her team's "guide" Long En with one hand, grabbed Weite with the other, and continued to run wildly.

Seeing this, Long Yuehong was responsible for Grey and another taller lone hunter, while Bai Chen provided assistance to Wang Fugui's team's guide.

As for the thin and dark Wang Fugui, he was clamped under Genava's armpit.

"Why can he sit on his shoulders?" Wang Fugui tried to look up and glanced at Shang Jianyao on the other side.

This was the murmur in his heart, and he did not dare to say it out loud.

In the sound of *dang dang dang*, the "Old Task Force," without skimping on electricity, completed the journey they had taken several hours before in just ten minutes.

--At that time, they were walking slowly, stopping and watching from time to time.

During this process, no one communicated, no one spoke, and Long Yuehong inexplicably had a feeling of running to the end of the road.

Finally, he saw the familiar cave entrance and the hazy starlight outside.

The "Old Task Force" ran out in one go.

They did not relax because of this, leaving Wang Fugui and the others behind, and went straight to the area where their team's vehicles were hidden.

Before long, several vehicles met on the mountain road, returning to the Forward Camp at a pace that was neither fast nor slow.

*Putong, putong*, Long Yuehong's heartbeat never slowed down.

He felt that it was not yet time to relax.

Almost two hours later, the Forward Camp, rebuilt from a castle, appeared before their eyes.

Long Yuehong had never felt it so kind as he did now.

Thanks to Wang Fugui's connections, the gate of the Forward Camp was opened for them late at night.

Returning to the parking place, the two teams did not separate, maintaining a state of vigilance until dawn.

When the light of the sun sprinkled on them, and the darkness was driven away, Wang Fugui finally breathed a sigh of relief:

"Everyone, rest."

Long Yuehong also quietly exhaled when he heard this.

From the current situation, Wu Meng may not be able to leave the No. 13 Ruin of the Wastelands. Otherwise, the "Initial City" regular army in the area around that city ruin would have been affected long ago.

After watching those ruin hunters leave, Jiang Baimian turned her body and said in a deep voice:

"Send a telegram to the company."

ps: Recommend a new book by an old author, he is also one of my web novel enlighteners, Jin Xunzhe, the book title is "The Vanishing Magic Ring", a science fiction work, this book is entrusted with a lot of his emotions, it should be good.