"Dammit!"
Suppressing his anger, he punched the wobbly steel plate. The orange symbol on the wobbly display made Chu Nan feel annoyed.
The electronic equipment that had collapsed was emitting weak sparks, and the slightly trembling body made his heart suddenly tighten.
After the body stabilized, he gritted his teeth and struggled to move the steel bar on his body away. He glanced at the co-pilot beside him. The unlucky guy was in a bad state. The bent steel bar pierced through his sternum and blood splattered everywhere.
He glanced at the steel bar that pierced through his armpit as Chu Nan took a deep breath. Other than feeling lucky, he had no other thoughts.
That was 1200 meters in the air!
Disregarding the technique, it was a fifty-fifty chance of him surviving.
Chu Nan tried his best. When the plane lost power, he immediately turned on the mechanical propellers of the circular vortex air acceleration device on both sides of the body. This was important. If he didn't turn it on at the beginning of the fall, it would have been blown apart by the high speed airflow.
Mhmm, fortunately, this thing was still working.
Then he turned on the backup circuit, but the situation was still not optimistic. His co-pilot desperately tried to contact the headquarters, but there was no response.
Switching to manual control, Chu Nan tried his best to stabilize the body. The automatic balance system was destroyed. If there was a roll or the tail was damaged, even God wouldn't be able to save them.
The backup mechanical propellers spun rapidly under the airflow. The self-rotating maneuver caused the propellers to "hold" the helicopter like a parachute. Under the force of gravity, the nose of the helicopter began to tilt downward. When the propellers tilted to a certain angle, Chu Nan suddenly pulled up the control stick and instantly increased the pitch of the rotor. Using the passive rotation of the rotor, it created a short period of lift and instantly converted the kinetic energy of the rotor into a pulling force for climbing.
The specific performance was that the nose of the helicopter suddenly lifted up and the falling force suddenly slowed as it prepared to land on the roof of the building it was about to hit.
Then it hit the wall of the building …
Mhmm, the operation was fine, but it was difficult to choose a landing spot in the city.
Then, Chu Nan's face was splashed by the warm blood as he watched the comrade next to him get pierced by the steel bar.
What the hell!
The sudden EMP … No, it shouldn't be a simple EMP. The anti-EMP equipment inside the transport helicopter represented the most advanced military technology before the war, but it was completely paralyzed without being directly hit by the beam?
[What the hell is this?]
Chu Nan gritted his teeth, took out the dagger tied to his leg, and cut open the seatbelt that was stuck. He glanced anxiously at the dizzying height under his feet and began to slowly pull his legs out from under the distorted control panel. He carefully climbed out of the cockpit.
What was the condition of the transport helicopter?
In short, a small half of the cockpit smashed through the wall of this 12-storey building, and was then skewered by several sturdy steel bars protruding from the concrete wall. The tail and cabin were both suspended outside, or rather, only a small part of the nose in front of the pilot's seat was embedded in the building. He couldn't help but praise the quality of this building. To be able to remain in such good condition even after being bombed by a nuclear bomb, it was obvious that the steel frame had not been skimped on.
Every slight vibration of the fuselage made him tremble with fear, and the creaking sound of friction made him nervously clench his teeth.
The bulletproof glass of the window was completely shattered, which made it easier for him to escape. But when he climbed halfway, he hesitantly stopped, turned around, and pulled off the soldier tag on his comrade's neck as well as the magazine on his waist.
After some struggle, Chu Nan finally climbed onto the cold concrete floor. He looked back at the helicopter that was completely deformed, then he silently looked at his open palm.
The rough iron plate was already covered in sticky blood.
Flipping to the back, there was a line of words written by a needle.
The co-pilot was an American of Hispanic descent, a former NATO naval aviator. But the concept of nationality no longer existed. A lot of foreigners lived in Liuding town, most of them were expatriates before the war or former NATO soldiers.
When PAC, NATO, and CCCP led the World Alliance Organization abandoned the devastated land and shot all "hope" into space, no one believed in authority anymore. Since against zombies and mutants, in principle, all humans belonged to the same race.
Of course, mutated humans and cannibals were an exception.
Chu Nan checked the equipment on his body, raised his hand, and put his index and middle finger on the back of his neck.
It was a device called the "dictator chip", but because of the addition of complex functions such as optic nerve access imaging and remote communication, while the anti-EMP effect was also good, it was not as good as the "slavery chip" produced by the Sixth Street.
Chu Nan tried many times, but he couldn't get in contact with the Falcon-Ii or the Black Knights.
"Fu * k, it's broken?"
When he realized that the "bomb" behind his neck was destroyed, he didn't know if he was happy or sad.
He was happy that he was free.
He was sad that freedom meant nothing on the wasteland. In Liuding town, he had food and a place to sleep. Who cared about freedom?
He could not return to Liuding town. The people there probably registered him as dead. There would be no rescue. There was only scrap metal that was worth hundreds of thousands of crystals. The value of the pilot was not even as high as the chip behind his head.
"Whatever, I'll take it one step at a time." With a bitter smile, Chu Nan stuffed the badge into his pocket and took out his pistol.
Including the one inside the pistol, there were five magazines left. Two injections of hematopoietic needle, one roll of bandage, the EP returned to normal, a dagger, and six B-grade nutrient supply. Mhmm, because it was the Air Force, the nutrient supply was of high quality.
He opened the radiation monitoring system of the EP. From the safe radiation level, he could determine that he was in the rural area, but he didn't know which rural area.
The EP did not download the map of this area.
He checked the equipment one last time, looked back at the dead body with its eyes closed, and the helicopter that looked like scrap metal. Chu Nan lowered his head and began to walk down the stairs.
Although he received land combat training, he had never encountered this kind of situation before. Which survivor would use a plane for no reason? The anti-air EMP bomb did exist, but it was definitely rare. That kind of thing would be blown to smithereens during the war, and not many people would be able to repair that thing.
As to the mutants' anti-air ability? It was the first time he heard mutants could use EMP or similar pulse weapons.
Perhaps the former NATO pilot encountered this kind of trouble, but unfortunately, he didn't survive. He sat in the co-pilot's seat on this mission.
"The stairs are safe."
Just like during training, Chu Nan said in his mind as he walked down the stairs with the pistol.
If it was a zombie, he would stab its eyes with the dagger. If it was a Shrieker, he would use a stun grenade as cover. If it was a Roshan or a Death Claw … Mhmm, hopefully not.
The elevator stopped. Before the war, this building was an office building. The zombies were mostly concentrated in the lobby. The occasional zombies on the walkway were all killed by his agile dagger. For this kind of small problem, it was best not to use a gun. With his D-level genetic vaccine, it was easy.
The only regret was that he didn't unlock the hidden genetic code, so he was considered a normal injector.
When his feet landed on the ground, Chu Nan let out a sigh of relief. He looked up at the sky. It was around three in the afternoon.
At five o 'clock, the streets were no longer safe. At six o 'clock, when the sky was already dark, walking on the streets was equivalent to suicide.
Wanghai City at night was the world of zombies.
"Mhmm, I need to find a survival base? Or find a place to spend the night. " Chu Nan stood on the street and looked around. He glanced at the dumbfounded zombie next to him before he walked to the other end of the street.
The abandoned cars on the street should be the same as when the war broke out, and the hotspot of the war was between the city center and the coast, so people should be fleeing to the suburbs.
Therefore, most of the cars should be heading towards the suburbs.
Chu Nan glanced at the cars on the street as he wandered away from the city center.
Anywhere was fine as long as it was away from the city center.
That was the consensus of all the survivors.
…
The sky gradually turned yellow. The sunlight that fell to the west scattered an ominous yellowish green under the radiation dust.
He didn't know how long he walked, but the sky was already starting to darken. Chu Nan glanced at the zombies next to him. Those guys already started to whimper restlessly. Maybe after a while, those things would start to howl and kill living things.
[Should I find a place to stay for the night?]
Chu Nan thought to himself as his footsteps began to speed up.
But after he turned a corner on a street, he saw a shocking scene.
A woman was tied to a telephone pole by a few ropes and hung in the middle of the street. Her clothes were thin and there were zombies wandering around her. She didn't even dare to call for help.
With his pilot's vision, he could even see the despair on her rather pretty face.
It was obvious that she was tied up by someone.
"Motherf * cker, which asshole did such a cheap prank." Chu Nan cursed in his mind as he cautiously scanned the surroundings before walking to the woman tied to the telephone pole.
When he reached the woman's side, he saw the pleading look in her eyes. Chu Nan took out a dagger and cut off the rope on her body.
As if she broke free from the shackles of fear, the woman threw herself on him and sobbed as she hugged his back.
"Thank you, thank you." The voice was pleasant.
"Okay, don't worry, you're fine." It was the first time he encountered this situation. He felt slightly embarrassed as he patted the woman's back stiffly to comfort her.
[Are the inland survivors this cruel?]
Chu Nan cursed the bad behavior of the survivor who tied her up. He was about to ask where the nearest survivor base was.
However, at this moment, a round tube was pressed against the back of his head.
"Hey, bro, you're the first idiot to take the bait this month."
Cold sweat broke out on his back as Chu Nan's hand moved slightly, but he realized a dagger was already pressed against his back.
The dagger was held by a slender hand.
Then, a few men with mohawk hair and strange tattoos walked out from an abandoned shop. They were holding some random rifles, and one of them only had a baseball bat.
The group of people seemed to be led by the bald man with a cigarette in his mouth. The bald man walked up to Chu Nan, raised his eyebrows, and patted the woman's face. He grinned and praised.
"Good job, bitch."
She really was like a dog.
A perverted flush appeared on her face as she looked at the man who had humiliated her in a fawning manner.
The morbid reality sent chills down Chu Nan's spine as a drop of cold sweat rolled down his face.
Even after living in the apocalypse for so many years, it was the first time he encountered something like this.
[Is she still a human?]
"Two hematopoietic injections, one roll of hemostatic bandage. Good stuff. Six B-grade nutrient supply! Boss, it's a big fish! " The man who took the initiative to remove the pistol in his hand and search his body suddenly let out a cry of joy.
The zombies on the side glanced over without any reaction. There were still two hours before the sky turned dark.
The bald man looked at Chu Nan with interest.
"Name?"
"Chu Nan." There was nothing to hide since it was all on the EP.
"Where are you from?"
"Liuding town … aviation."
"Where's your plane?" A hint of greed flashed in the bald man's eyes. He didn't show any caution like Chu Nan expected.
"It crashed."
"Hehe." The bald man laughed and didn't say anything else as he signaled his men to tie up the man.
"If you are here to rob, you have achieved your goal. I'll give you everything and let me go." Chu Nan said calmly.
The baldy looked at him and raised his eyebrows. Then, he suddenly punched him in the face, causing his head to tilt to the side.
Suppressing the anger in his heart and enduring the burning pain on his left cheek, Chu Nan looked at the bald man.
"You are a captive and you still have so much bullsh * t. Are you looking for a beating?" The bald man cursed as he put out the cigarette on his face and waved his hand. "Bring him back."
Looking at the idiot who took the bait, the baldy curled his lips in disdain. Then, he lifted his leg and kicked the woman squatting in front of his feet. Her face revealed a morbid blush and a silly smile.
The woman didn't have a name. She was just a slave. She used to be a lone traveler? However, he couldn't remember exactly when he had plundered it, and he couldn't be bothered to find out how he had trained it. However, he clearly remembered how she had ended up in his hands.
Last month, he, Zhou Guoping, discovered a big fish, and it was proven to be a big fish.
His boss sent an entire robbery team, but they were tricked by Lu Renjia. How confident did he have to be to bring everyone into a sealed building to capture people? Didn't he check the map to see if there was a sewer or other back door?
In short, out of ten people, only one driver came back alive.
Fortunately, although the boss was angry, he did not blame him for providing the clue. He only released the mistress of Lu Ren Jia and the other team leader to take turns in the rice to vent his anger. Then, he distributed the assets of the two unlucky guys to the other subordinates.
It was a deterrent, but also a form of motivation. A gang of thugs like the Huizhong Mercenaries could only be united through this kind of crude method.
Mhmm, this "thing" that was trained like a dog ended up in Zhou Guoping's hands. But although his boss didn't punish him, he still removed him from his lucrative position as a permanent guard at the Sixth Street and made him do the job of robbing survivors.
Needless to say, to catch a survivor on the wasteland was harder than catching a mutated rat. The people who could survive in the wasteland were all smart people. The dumber ones were the "honest people" who never left the base. Their profit this month was almost zero.
Air force? That's a big fish.
Zhou Guoping's mouth twitched as he put the rifle on his shoulder and returned to the base with his subordinates.
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