"How do you feel?" Sun Jiao's concerned voice came from the private channel.
Dammit, it was as if all the zombies in the district were crammed onto this street.
"There is no reaction within a 500-meter radius."
"Attack!"
Although it sounded like he was bragging, it seemed like they wouldn't die.
There were too many survivors scattered around. If they were all gathered together, there would be at least two to three thousand people. If the Fishbone survival base wanted to break free from the population limitation, then they must think about the scattered survivors.
"Don't be careless, stay alert! Turn on the radio life detection device. "
"No problem, the radio in the conference room will do … But what's the use of getting in touch with them?" Sun Jiao looked at Jiang Chen, confused.
The next morning.
"I've really seen a ghost this time."
Now that the zombies had crystals forming behind their heads, Jiang Chen didn't believe that the survivors would not be tempted. Even if Jiang Chen didn't have the firepower of a tank, the power armor could still crush the zombies. There was no reason for the survivors to reject such a lucrative opportunity.
The tattered billboards, the abandoned cars …
"The weapons and armor are in place, when do we leave?" Sun Jiao asked as soon as she saw Jiang Chen.
The zombies were still charging at them, but they were much less frequent. As if confirming his previous premonition, these zombies might really have consciously gathered near the base. After crossing another street, they could barely see any zombies.
Then their genetic ID was most likely already registered as dead in the Sixth Street.
The ominous feeling was getting stronger and stronger.
Black paint, strong and light streamlined C-type plastic steel armor (not modern PVC profiles), a triangular revolving machine gun hanging on the right side wall, and a tactical rifle hanging on the waist. It was armed to the teeth.
When the sturdy front armor collided with the zombies trying to bite him, the power of technology was highlighted. The two pairs of turbine engines on the waist and shoulder spewed out a ghostly blue light. Jiang Chen let the zombies nibble on the cold armor as he pushed the output to the maximum. He maintained the formation with his teammates and pushed forward against the zombies.
Some were not even human at birth.
Fortunately, Lu Huasheng had designed an elevator at the entrance of the sewer. Otherwise, it would be difficult to move the two-meter-tall, 300-kilogram armor up with ropes. The ten slaves obviously didn't know how to operate this thing. They looked at Jiang Chen as if they were locked in a coffin.
The people in power armor protected the armored vehicle in the center in an arrow formation and created a gap in the encirclement of the zombies. Missing limbs swayed on the ground. As long as the brain was intact, zombies wouldn't really die.
"Charge!"
…
The machine guns on the two towers had already begun to fire. The orange flames tore apart the zombies, turning their already broken bodies into several pieces. However, it was like trying to put out a burning cart of firewood with a cup of water. The tide of corpses continued to roar and charge towards the door.
"Roger that."
However, this was clearly not a normal situation. Not to mention mutants, not even a mutant cockroach could be seen on the streets.
"Weapon system, normal. Turbine engine, normal … Also, fuel rod, normal! "Jiang Chen had a headache as he searched for the data in the digital helmet. Although he had experienced the power armor in the virtual reality system a few times, and he familiarized himself with the real thing a few times yesterday, the feeling of being locked in a metal box made him feel weird.
As for whether he would really become a dead person? It all depended on what the smiling man thought.
In the end, the entire team forcibly tore open a gap in the encirclement of zombies, ran over the twitching limbs, and rushed out of the zombie-filled street.
He shook off the sticky blood on his left arm and stared at the empty street with an odd expression on his face.
The zombies that passed through the gap smashed into the armored vehicle and were crushed to the ground. The thick tires left a hideous bloody trail on the ground. The 20mm cannon on top of the vehicle spewed out fire snakes. The orange-red bullets either blew up the skinny bodies or cut them in half.
"Open the door!" Sun Jiao shouted to the combat personnel next to her, made a gesture, and also closed her helmet.
Dadadada!
The series of reports made the public channel chaotic.
"Of course, I'm taking them to fight the monsters." A smile appeared on Jiang Chen's face as he threw down this ambiguous sentence.
In order to make a dog submit, a bone and a rope were enough.
But they didn't have the time to shoot at these guys. Under the cover of the fixed machine gun and the machine gun on the vehicle, the soldiers in power armor held the armor on their left arm while the revolving machine gun on their right hand spewed out fire snakes. Like a torrent of steel, it directly crushed the corpses of the living dead.
Unless they had an overwhelming force, they wouldn't even dare to think of fighting together.
Almost everyone on the Sixth Street was busy with the expedition, so the risk of smuggling was much lower.
"It's okay." Jiang Chen took a few deep breaths to stabilize the restless heartbeat in his chest.
It would be best to pull them onto the battlefield to help share the burden of the zombie tide and promise them a share of the loot. This way, these people's dependence on the Fishbone base would increase.
"Welcome to the Fishbone base. Believe me, working for me is much better than working for anyone else in the world … "
And showing off firepower was the second purpose of this expedition.
But to tame a wolf, it was impossible to rely on a bone and a rope. They would take the bone without hesitation, but they would never willingly lower their head and accept the restraint of the collar.
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief. Then, with apprehension in their hearts, they followed that person's footsteps.
The Fishbone base was bustling with activity that hadn't been seen in a long time. The soldiers all rushed to their combat positions, and some non-combat personnel were busy loading supplies onto the vehicles. Some erected polyethylene isolation panels in front of the gate to create a buffer zone to prevent zombies from rushing into the base when the gate was opened.
Since it was illegal …
Jiang Chen looked at the armored vehicle painted in urban camouflage as well as the shocked faces inside the dark "dumb" vehicle. He smiled and patted the shoulder of the person closest to him before ordering his subordinates to start unloading.
…
These survivors who had been struggling for years in the post-apocalyptic world were usually far more tenacious than ordinary people, or in other words, abnormal. Their individual combat ability was not something the "slaves" hiding in the ghetto could compare to. But the difficult part was that they didn't believe in the concept of discipline or civilization. They were all as unruly as wolves.
Sun Jiao looked at Jiang Chen worriedly before she took a deep breath and waved at the sentries on the wall.
After Lu Huasheng arranged the ten people's accommodations and jobs, Jiang Chen quickly found Sun Jiao.
"Within two days, can you contact the surrounding survivor groups?" Jiang Chen asked.
But the zombies were endless, even if they used up all the bullets in the base. All they needed to do was to break out of the encirclement and not waste ammunition on these inanimate objects.
Sun Jiao was the commander of the team this time.
The sentinel quickly saluted, then quickly ran to the position of the machine gun with the grenade.
Through the steel, the sticky feeling from the soles of his feet made Jiang Chen's stomach churn. But to the ferocious zombies, he was a lot more indifferent.
Even if they had the absolute advantage in equipment, no one dared to be careless and used firepower to "disperse" the zombie tide.
"Roger!" The eight power armor warriors behind him shouted in unison and closed their helmets.
The steel gate slowly rose. The zombies seemed to have smelled the aroma of food as their hollow eyes focused on the gap.
Outside the wall, it was also busy. The zombies moving around perfectly illustrated the term "zombie tide." The rotting corpses blocked the street outside the wall so that not even a drop of water could trickle through.
Although it looked cool, it was surprisingly troublesome to wear …
They were no longer humans.
The ten T-3 power armors were the airborne type, but the right hand was welded with a triangular revolving machine gun and a magazine mounted on the back.
…
Turning off the revolving machine gun on their right hand, everyone pulled out the tactical rifle on their waist. They already broke out of the encirclement and no longer needed to maintain a high density of firepower.
"Prepare to depart. Turn on the weapon system. Make sure the zombies don't break through the formation. Our supplies are all in the car, understood?"
If kinetic skeletons were compared to "light armor", then the power armor was similar to the heavy armor worn by medieval knights. It was usually divided into land type and airborne type. The difference was mainly in the weight of the armor and whether or not it was equipped with a turbine engine for slow descent. The airborne type was usually less than 500 kg, while the land type was usually more than one ton.
The goods arrived the next day.
If their momentum stopped, they would have to face the desperate situation of being surrounded by zombies. Although the claws of the regular zombies couldn't penetrate the steel armor, if they gathered together, they would form an absolute advantage in numbers. It would be easy for them to deform the armor and overturn the vehicle.
There were only four people who came to deliver the goods. They were all Zhao Chenwu's confidants, led by his secretary, Su Lei. The soldiers responsible for escorting the goods handed over the control of the ten slaves to Jiang Chen. After a neat military salute, they left in a hurry.
Obviously, they knew that it was illegal to sell this type of equipment.
They became the only living creatures on the street.
Generally speaking, the sudden decrease in the density of the zombies could only mean one thing – there was a particularly powerful mutant nearby. Although zombies hunted all living creatures, their main prey was creatures with life energy similar to humans. If they encountered a monster with over a hundred crystals, or a nest of a mutant, the zombies would subconsciously move away from it.
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