After five days of resistance, under the command of the command center, camp 27 chose to strategically retreat.
It was a very wise decision.
The core of camp 27 was only the scientists. As for the buildings on the surface, it wasn't a big deal to abandon them. Since mutants didn't have the habit of demolishing buildings, they could just take it back later.
But if they stayed here, once the mutant flood expanded, the supply line between camp 27 and Fishbone base would be cut off. Without ammunition, camp 27, which was closer to the city center, would undoubtedly be in a tough battle. Although there was the protection of the wall, against a mutant flood, the wall wasn't absolutely reliable.
Zombies in groups could form adult ladders, the young zombies thrown by throwers could cross the wall, and the Roshans that liked to throw things could even push down the wall.
The most terrifying was the mutated mosquitoes. They were basically the cavalry that soared in the sky. The needles on their mouths were as sharp as spears, and one dive could take away a person's life.
To fight against these troublesome creatures, Fallout Shelter 027 even designed a simple flamethrower specifically for them. It was held by soldiers in power armor or full angle bulletproof vests as they stood at the front and set fire to the mutated mosquitoes. The effect was extremely satisfying.
But against the mutant flood that was getting more and more intense, the optimistic situation was becoming less and less.
It had only been five days since the mutant flood erupted, and the soldiers stationed at the camp already lost 15 people. If they continued to hold on, the consequences would be unpredictable.
Under Wang Zhaowu's organization, Xu Lu led the non-combat personnel and some security personnel into the fallout shelter. They closed the door and waited for the situation to stabilize before returning to the surface. The fuel rods and supplies stored in the fallout shelter were enough to support the survivors for two years, and the mutant flood would only last for a few months …
If no accidents happened.
A total of 500 combat personnel loaded all the supplies and fixed weapons onto the trucks and welded a machine gun to the top of the truck.
With the Tiger II clearing the way, trucks poured out from camp 27 one after another and crashed into the zombies roaming the streets.
The machine gun on the top of the truck unleashed its firepower on both sides of the street, leaving behind orange bullet casings.
The zombies swarmed toward the fleet like a flood, but most of them were torn into pieces under the crossfire. Occasionally, there were some that escaped, but they all fell under the muzzle of the Reaper Assault Rifle.
In the distance, Rozan waved the street lamp in his hand and walked clumsily toward the convoy. The Tiger II slowly moved its turret after discovering the target, and the Type-50 Electromagnetic Pulse Cannon suddenly fired a cannonball, piercing through the lump of fat.
Fresh blood and bullet casings paved the way.
…
Fishbone base.
The engineers were currently installing four anti-air machine guns on the walls, as well as the Type-50 Electromagnetic Cannon to deal with the mutants. Soldiers armed with rifles patrolled on the wall, and from time to time, they fired at the densely packed zombies.
Under the fluttering NAC flag, zombies wandered under the wall with their heads down. His bloodshot eyes were faintly flickering with a bloodthirsty light.
Normally, the zombies were not aggressive during the day, but because of the xenogeneic wave, the situation had changed. As if they were attracted by some kind of force, these zombies spontaneously gathered in the direction of the living.
This situation was somewhat similar to the X2 bacterial infection. However, what was different was that when the mutant wave erupted, the indicators in the air were all normal.
The Fishbone base was quite far from the city center, and they hadn't encountered any powerful mutants yet. But Jiang Chen had a feeling that the good weather would soon end.
Standing on the sentry tower on the wall, Jiang Chen used the binoculars to look at the street in the distance.
Suddenly, the shadow of a Tiger II appeared in his field of vision. The surface of the armor was covered with hideous chunks of meat, and the tracks were already stained black by the grease and blood of the zombies. Then the silhouette of the truck following behind gradually became clear. To prevent the zombies from overturning the truck, the machine guns continued to unleash their firepower and turned the zombies near the convoy into pieces.
Jiang Chen put down the binoculars, picked up the walkie-talkie, and spoke concisely.
"Clear an area at the door."
"Roger!"
The soldiers that were originally on standby all climbed up the wall with their rifles. Some ran to the machine gun point, and some placed their rifles on the firing ports. Under the lead of the knights in kinetic skeletons, everyone rushed to the battle position in the shortest amount of time.
"Open fire!" Following the order of a knight, the soldiers on the wall pressed the trigger at the same time.
It was a spectacular scene.
The orange-yellow bullets rained down on the zombies like a downpour, instantly knocking down the zombies that were approaching. The soldiers took out the conventional grenades and molotov cocktails from the ammo box and threw them at the zombies.
Flames exploded with a loud rumble, and severed limbs flew everywhere. Against the bullets of the survivors, the zombies with flesh and blood bodies had no chance of fighting back.
"Facing normal zombies makes people arrogant." Sun Jiao walked beside Jiang Chen and looked at the zombies that were completely suppressed by the firepower.
Sun Jiao already wore a bulletproof vest with the SK10 Sirius that she hadn't used in a long time hanging in front of her chest.
Jiang Chen smiled and didn't respond. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth.
In the time it took to smoke, the zombies under the wall were almost wiped out.
At the same time, the convoy also arrived at the gate before the zombies gathered again. The soldiers guarding the gate immediately pressed the button to open the gate. The steel gate slowly opened and let in the blood-stained convoy.
A few medical personnel ran up and dragged the injured on the stretchers into the hospital for treatment. Several engineers wearing chemical protective suits and carrying plastic buckets on their backs ran forward and washed the entire convoy with slender sprayers.
The tired soldiers jumped out of the vehicles and hugged their family members. As for those who were covered in bloodstains, they all chose to take a hot bath in the public bathhouse.
When they arrived at the base, their tense nerves could finally relax.
"I'm going to go."
Jiang Chen extinguished the cigarette on the wall, said goodbye to Sun Jiao, and then walked down the stairs.
Right now, the gate of the base was a busy scene.
"Quick! He was stained by the spitter's acid. "
"That's f * cking bad, we need to take care of it before sending him to the medical bay. Come help me, I … "
Stretchers passed by one after another. Because of the limited medical bay, a lot of soldiers with light injuries could only be transferred to the sickrooms. Some soldiers with heavy injuries could only be treated on the spot by the doctors before being sent to the medical bay for recovery.
Jiang Chen stopped to take a look. The soldier whose face was burned to the bone by the acid made his stomach churn.
[To be able to survive this, he is quite lucky …]
After pausing for two seconds, Jiang Chen continued to walk forward.
He walked to the front of the line, next to the Tiger II, he saw Wang Zhaowu, who was responsible for leading the team.
Because he was sitting in the tank, Wang Zhaowu's condition was not bad. At least, he didn't suffer any external injuries. But from the dark circles under his eyes, he probably hadn't slept for a long time.
Wang Zhaowu handed the rifle in his hand to the soldier on the side and saluted to Jiang Chen.
Without any small talk, Jiang Chen took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to him. The exquisitely crafted cigarette had always been a luxury item on the wasteland. Although he could buy it with his salary, not everyone had the honor of being handed a cigarette by the leader.
Jiang Chen watched as Wang Zhaowu accepted the cigarette in a flattered manner. He smiled and asked in a casual tone.
He smiled and asked in a casual tone, "How's the situation at Camp 27?"
"Terrible." Wang Zhaowu's face turned gloomy as he slowly blew out a smoke ring and said in an undertone, "We already have throwers and mutated mosquitoes there. On the way, we also encountered the spitters moving to this area. Fortunately, the Tiger II was at the front of the line … "
Throwers were usually active in the outskirts of the city center, but they rarely entered the suburbs. Throwers already appeared at Camp 27, so the mutant flood was getting stronger.
Jiang Chen paused for a moment before he asked.
"Did you bring the thing?"
"Yes, do you want me to take you to see it now?"
"Let's go now," Jiang Chen said.
Wang Zhaowu nodded and took Jiang Chen to the center of the convoy.
When the two arrived at the target location, a few workers were already unloading the cargo.
"This is the place. Engineering robots, deep sea mining equipment, but I'm afraid it won't be useful now. "Wang Zhaowu looked at the eight heavy containers as he forced a smile.
With the current situation, they couldn't even touch the beach.
That's not necessarily true. Jiang Chen smiled mysteriously and didn't respond.
It wasn't easy to move the deep sea mining equipment from Camp 27. The entire equipment weighed 400 tons, and each container weighed 50 tons. To move the boxes, Wang Zhaowu arranged for four heavy trucks to be in the middle of the convoy. At the risk of slowing down the army, they forcefully dragged the equipment back.
Jiang Chen looked at the eight containers and nodded in satisfaction.
In this way, the deep-sea mining would be settled. The production of the virtual reality helmet required a large amount of molybdenum. With the current price of molybdenum, relying on imports to complete the production would undoubtedly increase the cost of the helmet. If they mined the molybdenum themselves, Jiang Chen calculated that the production cost of the virtual reality helmet could be reduced by at least half.
"Thank you for your hard work." Jiang Chen patted him on the shoulder.
"Hehe, not at all. Compared to defending at Camp 27, this is much easier. "Wang Zhaowu waved the cigarette in his hand.
"Go rest first. Remember to come to my office for a meeting in two hours." Jiang Chen looked at Wang Zhaowu.
"Yes!"
Wang Zhaowu saluted and immediately headed to the living area.
After a long journey in the car, he was indeed a little tired. At this moment, he just wanted to go back to take a shower and then take a nap before the meeting.
After Wang Zhaowu left, Jiang Chen looked at the workers on the side and ordered them to move the containers to the backyard of the mansion before heading to the community center.
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