The Red Alert Begins in the Wasteland

Chapter 5 Real Space Baghdad

The next day, Cai Ruichen opened his bloodshot eyes in the torment.

He was so sore that he could barely get out of bed by himself, and he couldn't sleep almost all night last night.

Last night, he fired a hundred rounds in a row, shooting in a lying position, three o'clock and one line, and his ears were almost on the gun, and then he felt, and kept recalling the crisp gunshots in his ears all night.

He was so tired that he should be able to fall asleep easily, but because of the gunshots that sounded like a spell in his ears, he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

Until the middle of the night, I finally fell asleep in a daze.

After lying on the bed for a while, he resisted the pain in his body, got up and began to dress and wash.

If it weren't for the fact that before going to bed, Eler Yesel massaged him and drank the nutrient solution brought to him by the machine butler, he probably wouldn't be able to get up right now.

Even if he really couldn't get up, he still had to get up. Seeing that it was already seven o'clock in the morning, at eight o'clock on time, he had to go to the real space to replenish food.

Fifteen minutes later, Cai Ruichen dragged his exhausted body to the dining room. The machine butler had already prepared breakfast, and Elle Yesel also came to the dining room on time.

Seeing Cai Ruichen's appearance, Al Yesel saluted first, and then said: "The commander hasn't adapted yet, and he won't feel so lucky in a few days."

"I'm fine. If I can't die, I will continue to practice. I don't believe it. I can't even bear this kind of hardship." Cai Ruichen waved his hand. Regarding his weak body, he really didn't want to say more, "After breakfast, have a meal with me. Return to real space."

"Yes."

After breakfast, Cai Ruichen brought Al Yesel to the basement's basement floor. The entire basement floor was similar to the console on the third floor, and it was also a seemingly endless space.

And in the middle of this space, there is a blue door.

"Base, I want to teleport back to the real space."

"The miniature super-dimensional teleportation is confirmed to be turned on. Due to the lack of energy in the base, each teleportation can only transmit up to ten people and no more than one ton of items."

Why does Cai Ruichen feel that the base is very magical? In addition to the base console, there is also this miniature hyperspace teleportation array on the negative floor.

The miniature hyperspace teleportation array, as the name suggests, is a miniature version of the super weapon hypertime teleportation.

The function is also quite powerful, but since the base's energy is self-sufficient now, and there is no power station to provide power, there is a limit to each transmission.

If there is enough electricity to provide energy for the miniature hyperspace teleportation array, even if it cannot transport a large number of troops like the full version of the hyperspace teleportation array, it can also transport a lot of items.

What makes Cai Ruichen regret the most is that this kind of miniature super-dimensional teleportation needs to save a day's energy every time it is teleported back and forth. It doesn't mean that he can come and go at any time if he wants to return to his original world.

And no matter how abundant the energy is, it can only teleport no more than ten people at a time. Fortunately, there is no limit to inanimate objects.

According to the base's explanation, the process of teleportation through time and space is very dangerous. In order to ensure the safety of the teleportation personnel, they can only be controlled within ten people, otherwise they will die.

Cai Ruichen didn't say much about this. In the Red Police game, using hypertime teleportation on soldiers is murder. Even if you want to do this, you are teleporting the enemy's soldiers. However, not many people would waste a time teleport like this Opportunity.

Taking El Yessel into the teleportation array, the blue light flashed, and the two of them came to Cai Ruichen's original world, which is the real space, in an instant.

The same blue teleportation array stands in the boundless space, taking Al Yesel to the ground, taking the elevator to the ground, and walking out of the elevator door, the two of them are immediately placed in a factory that occupies a very large area. .

There is also a base vehicle in real space,

In other words, this base car and the base car in the wasteland world are originally the same.

A base car appeared in two different spaces at the same time, its functions and other things were all exactly the same, there was no difference at all.

But in the real space, Cai Ruichen did not dare to expose the base, and after the base took him to Baghdad inexplicably, he settled here regardless of whether he agreed or not.

The warehouse-like place he was standing in was actually a disguise outside the base, and the elevator inside the warehouse was leading to the base that was completely hidden underground.

It is impossible for ordinary people to go in. Even if you take the elevator down, at most you will see an empty underground warehouse. No one can enter the base except Cai Ruichen.

Wearing a decent suit and top, when walking around, the holster under the armpit was exposed without any scruples, but the pistol inside was glowing with metal.

This is Cai Ruichen and Al Yesel's outfits at the moment, and Al Yesel even wears a pair of sunglasses that fit closely to the contours of the face, which looks a bit like a man in black, matching the unsmiling In Cai Ruichen's eyes, his face is indeed quite cool.

The huge front door of the warehouse has four rolling gates that are large enough for any type of truck to enter and exit freely. The two opened the small door in the corner and walked out.

On the gate of the warehouse, there are ten big characters "Future Technology Group Warehouse No. 1" written in Arabic, with English annotations below.

As for where this signboard came from, Cai Ruichen didn't know, anyway, when he came here, this warehouse existed, and the signboard on it was like this.

The moment he walked out of the warehouse, a heat wave hit his face, and soon there was sweat on Cai Ruichen's forehead. It was the high temperature season in Baghdad. At eight o'clock in the morning, the ground temperature had reached 43 degrees, and at noon even It is possible to reach forty-eight degrees or even fifty degrees.

After leaving the warehouse, there is a small town outside. The streets of the town in the morning are very deserted.

This is a small town called Marin in the northwest of Baghdad, next to the highway and railway from Baghdad to Mosul, an important city in the northwest.

Marin town used to be a very down and out town, but because Baghdad was frequently attacked by car bombs or suicide bombs every day, many factories had to be moved to the vicinity of Bagua City.

Because the outside of Bagua City is safer than the inside, terrorists and extremist organizations will not attack targets like small towns.

Moreover, the towns around Baghdad are actually controlled by small warlords or armed groups, not under the control of Iraqi government forces.

Most of the weapons of those terrorists or extremist organizations are obtained from these warlords and armed organizations, because in every small town, there is an arms market controlled by warlords.

As long as you have US dollars and the courage to go in and buy weapons, you can buy whatever you want.

With this relationship and without any conflict of interests, the bosses of those factories and enterprises prefer to get along with such warlords, which will make their industries more secure.

It sounds absurd, but sadly, this is the status quo in Baghdad and throughout Iraq.

Killing and setting fire to the golden belt, repairing bridges and repairing roads without corpses.

This sentence may only represent a very small number of people in countries with sound legal systems. But being placed in such a country is the best interpretation of life.

The small town of Marin is one of the best representatives. There are nearly 50,000 Iraqis living in the whole town, and they are all concentrated in the town. There are not many villages on the periphery.

The expressway from Baghdad has an entrance and exit here, as well as a train station, so most of the people here have relatively stable sources of income.

And what controls this small town is an armed organization with thousands of armed forces. Outside of the authority of the government, it controls the livelihood of almost everyone in this small town.

Even government taxes are collected by this armed group, and then they choose how much to hand over to the Iraqi government.

It's not that the government is incapable of controlling such a small town, but that it's like this all over the country, and it has already become the norm.

Anyway, the government doesn't need to send a lot of officials to manage the place, nor does it need to send troops to maintain security, and there is still a monthly income, which is quite worry-free for a government that is already battered.

For the Iraqi people, as long as they can have a stable life, it is the same thing. Few people will consider this completely unreasonable and strange system.

At present, this issue is not within the scope of Cai Ruichen's consideration. As long as you have US dollars in this town, you can buy most things, but the price is a bit expensive.

On the streets of the small town, when the two of them just appeared on the street, at the intersection not far away, two of the four armed men around an armed off-road vehicle walked over.

The muzzle of the gun was raised slightly, the safety had been opened, the bullet was loaded, and vigilant eyes lingered on Al Yesel's body.

Walking up to the two of them, one of them simply raised the AK-47 in his hand, pointed the gun at the two of them, and the other stepped forward and said, "Put your hands where we can see them, and slowly Please show your ID." PS: The new book is uploaded, I hope everyone can collect it, and it is best to vote for a recommendation ticket!

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