Chapter 455: Here is really heaven

Earth.
Compared with the beginning of the apocalyptic virus outbreak, the current earth has completely changed.
The large gray-yellow barren that originally covered the ground was almost filled with green.
Of course, the steel jungle was also filled, and the big cities and small towns were shaded by green. Only some high-rise buildings stubbornly jumped out from the green shade, as if they were talking silently.
"Abram, winter is coming. If there is still not enough food, the children in the base will starve to death even if they are not frozen."
A middle-aged woman wearing glasses said sadly in a survivor base with more than 600 people in the border region of Russia near China.
"Teacher Agata, don't worry. Tomorrow I will take the hunting team to Ras Mountain again. As long as we can hunt back a few mutant bears, it will be enough for us to last a while."
The leader of the base, Abram, took a deep sip of his cigar and responded in a relieved tone.
"Go to Russ Hill to hunt bears? Forget it, Abram, you went to more than two hundred people last month, all of them were fully armed, more than 30 people died, and only one mutant bear cub was hunted back. It also evoked revenge from the mutant bears. If it wasn't for the location of our base, I am afraid that the mutant bears would be completely destroyed."
The middle-aged woman Agata said sadly.
"This world, if you want to live, how can you not work hard."
Abram smiled slightly and wanted to say something more, when suddenly there was a panic shout outside.
Jumping up without thinking, Abram went into frenzied mode without hesitation while rushing out.
A military camouflage uniform was easily torn apart, and on Abram's already strong body, blocks of strong muscles swelled up quickly. When his eyes were replaced by scarlet, he was originally close to his height of 1.19 meters. He has completely become a giant of nearly two meters and five meters.
The violent fighting spirit had been completely ignited with the madness, but when Abram saw the scene in front of him clearly, his fighting flame was instantly extinguished.
A spaceship that Abram had never seen before landed slowly from the sky. The seemingly tattered spaceship revealed many devices that were obviously weapons, but they were aimed at the observation tower on the base with artillery from a distance.
"boom!"
Maybe it was shocked. Or he lost his mind completely under tension, and a soldier carrying an RPG actually fired a rocket.
"Don't..."
Abram hurriedly shouted, but it was too late.
The rocket trailing the tail flame took its trajectory in the void, and blasted to the front of the battleship within a few seconds.
Amid the violent explosion, a strange scene appeared.
The rocket did not hit the broken hull, but was blocked by an invisible shield.
Even the rocket that was enough to destroy a fighter jet only caused unnoticeable fluctuations in the void outside the spacecraft.
"Shield? Alien!"
Abram subconsciously waved his arm to stop his unreasonable attacks, and his brain went blank.
"If someone attacks again. I will fight back without hesitation."
"Emphasis, we are not your enemies, we are here to take you to heaven."
"In Australia, we have established the first absolutely safe city in the last days, where you can live without worry."
"Damn it, I can stay comfortably in the base and enjoy all kinds of food, why should I do this job."
"Listen well, I will only say it once. If you are willing, board the ship immediately and don't take any ghosts. If you don't want to go, we will leave immediately."
"But you have to pay attention. We only come to each survivor base once, and we missed it. You just stay here. It's because the mutant creatures are finally killed or starved to death. This is nothing to do with us. Relationship."
As the spacecraft slowly landed on the open space in front of the base, a lazy voice rang through the PA equipment.
"How can there be an absolutely safe city in the last days?"
"Are they lying to us?"
"Who are they?"
The words he heard were in standard Russian language. Although someone's tone was not very good, his speech was definitely enough to reach the level of an announcer. Abram heard it in his ears, and his mind was numb.
"Who are you?"
After all, he asked aloud, Abram himself is not afraid of death. But he is responsible for the more than 600 people in the base who absolutely trust him.
"It's going to waste energy again, alas. You have to use this trick every time."
The lazy voice sounded, and immediately followed. Abram and his elite fighters saw pictures that they will never forget.
A bright white light abruptly shot out from a device on the spacecraft, almost instantly hitting a mountain thousands of meters away.
There is no imaginary explosion, and there is no earth-shattering picture.
When the thick white light disappeared, an unusually round hole appeared on the huge mountain in the distance, about two to three hundred meters from the top of the mountain.
With just a seemingly inconspicuous shot, the spaceship actually punched a through hole in the mountain.
Only felt that he was a little lack of oxygen, Abram hadn't reacted yet, and another light attack blew out of the spacecraft.
The target of the attack this time was a watchtower made of stone and concrete. The artillery on the top of the tower turned red instantly after being hit by light, until it melted into molten iron in just a few seconds.
Looking at all this stunned, Abram's mouth was as big as a yawning hippopotamus.
Everything that Abram did next was done in a sleepwalking state.
All personnel of the organization base boarded the spacecraft, and only a few Asians came forward to organize arrangements during this process.
They couldn't even communicate. The few Asians could only stammer and speak some unfluent English, and there was no translator in the base. Abram and his survivors could only wait nervously.
It's beyond their expectation, or the other way around.
In this dilapidated exterior but absolutely tidy and advanced spacecraft, Abram and the others hadn’t even delivered the cold but absolutely delicious steamed buns to the Asians. In an imperceptible vibration, the cabin door It opened again.
The salty air with the smell of the ocean rushed towards his face, watching the several planes on the airport in front of him keep going up and down, watching the prosperous city in the distance as before the end of the world, Abram stared blankly at all. Reminiscent of a dream.
"Grandma Agata, this is really heaven!"
A group of children have already stepped out of the plane under the leadership of a few Asians. They slurped the steamed buns with a contented look. When the smell of meat poured from the cauldron in the open-air cafeteria in the distance, they watched as many people were neatly dressed. Looking at them with a ruddy smile, a little girl took Agata's hand and made a dreamlike sound.