There were no powerful xenogeneics nearby, but it was a fact that seemed to exist.
It felt like there was a hand that gathered the scattered zombies together and purposely blocked their path.
"The zombie density in front is zero. I feel something is not right." Jiang Chen frowned as he looked at the life signal distribution map on the lower right corner of his retina.
Disregarding the mutants, zombies were not completely dead.
Zombies were not completely inanimate objects. They still retained some of the characteristics of living creatures, such as the awareness of living space. The zombies were distributed from the high-density city center to the rural areas. The new zombies born from the mother's asexual reproduction slowly moved from the crowded city center to the rural areas. Under normal circumstances, in the rural areas with relatively fewer zombies, it was almost impossible for a zombie tide to occur.
However, these zombies seemed to have gathered together in a premeditated manner, surrounding the base like a siege. The result was that after they broke through the encirclement, there were no zombies on the entire street.
Hearing this, Sun Jiao furrowed her brows.
"That's right, it feels weird."
But it was useless to think too much at this moment. The armored vehicle that broke through the encirclement began to accelerate, and the soldiers in power armor also opened the wheels on the soles of their feet. Then they started the turbine engine on their back again and switched from running to sliding mode, closely following the armored vehicle.
"Balance system … normal. Fu * k, I forgot to check this thing. "Jiang Chen sweated as he cursed in his mind. Fortunately, he didn't screw up. Otherwise, it would be troublesome.
"Pay attention to the surroundings. Fire at will." Sun Jiao's voice came from the public channel.
"Roger."
Maintaining the arrow formation, they pushed forward in the middle of the road. For the cars that were in the way, they either knocked them away or ran over them.
It was eerily quiet. Other than the humming of the engine, there was no other sound. Everyone maintained their position with their rifles raised.
"That's weird. I can't see a single mutant." A soldier complained in the public channel.
"Could it be that he hid it?"
"Don't change the topic. Watch your position!"
"Yes!" The two soldiers immediately shut their mouths.
[Could it be the unknown bacteria in the air?]
Jiang Chen vaguely felt that these things were not right. Something that could make a bloodthirsty mutant feel fear was not something simple.
After about three kilometers, they came to an apartment building surrounded by barbed wire.
It was a very dilapidated building. Like most of the buildings on the wasteland, the paint on the surface had been erased by the aftermath of the nuclear explosion, leaving only gray cement walls. The wall was spray-painted with a slogan that looked like it had been there for a long time.
A machine gun could be vaguely seen leaning against the pitch-black window. Simple cloth had replaced the glass to act as a window.
There seemed to be vegetation on the roof protected by plastic film. It looked like a soilless vegetable garden. It was said that this was the source of livelihood for most survivor groups. But in the post-apocalyptic world where radiation was everywhere, don't expect the same seed to grow the same kind of fruit.
This type of fruit with uncertain toxicity had a certain market in the Sixth Street. A lot of processing plants would purchase this type of fruit and vegetables at a low price and filter out the non-toxic ones to sell in the luxury market. The toxic ones would be put into a refining device to extract organic matter, vitamins, plant proteins, and other substances to create a "higher grade" A or B nutrient supply. (Compared to the nutrient supply made from the flesh and fat of zombies and mutants, it was easier to swallow and more "nutritious.")
The situation here was similar to the Fishbone base. The zombies formed a crooked encirclement. But in terms of quantity, the zombies here were far less than the ones near the base.
It was a very scary thing. It was not because of the number of zombies.
But because the zombies possessed intelligence? Or were they controlled by a higher being with intelligence?
But even so, the battle was not too suspenseful. The number of zombies here was not overwhelming.
Although the zombies had formed crystals, the organic matter on their bodies determined that they were still in the category of normal zombies. No matter how hard they tried, they could not break through the defense of the power armor.
After dealing with the zombies that were in the way, the group approached the apartment building.
There was a wooden sign at the door with a few crooked words written on it.
[What the hell?]
"Survivor group 01. The life detector shows that the population is between 30-40 people," Sun Jiao said to Jiang Chen through the private channel.
"What is 01? Such an ugly name, "Jiang Chen cursed.
"… I gave it to them. Survivor groups rarely give their nest names. They have little desire for expansion and territory. Their main focus is survival. "Sun Jiao walked up and knocked on the bell at the door before taking two steps back.
Not long after, the door opened. A middle-aged man cautiously walked out.
"Who are you?" His face was full of fear and suspicion, and the rifle in his hand could not help but tremble. He knew that his rifle could not even penetrate the enemy's armor.
The only thing that could cause damage to the power armor was the recoilless cannon that was covered in dust.
"The Fishbone base nearby," Jiang Chen opened his mask and said emotionlessly.
"What are you doing here?" The middle-aged man asked cautiously. When these people were wiping out the zombies, of course, he saw it. The ferocious firepower made it hard for him to even think of resisting.
"I believe you must have noticed the abnormality of the zombies. Under the interference of the unknown bacteria, these zombies would display a stronger aggressiveness. There is evidence that the unknown bacteria in the air is increasing, so we decided to eliminate the source of infection. "Jiang Chen tried to make his tone sound friendly.
However, the middle-aged man's next words made him instantly furious.
"What does that have to do with us?" It was still the same cold and cautious voice.
"What does that have to do with you?" Jiang Chen paused for a moment before he laughed instead of being angry. "Do you know that thing is closer to you?"
The middle-aged man was speechless. But seeing that Jiang Chen was not as vicious as the bandits he usually saw, he mustered up his courage and retorted.
"But it will affect you more, right? Or else you wouldn't have come out. We don't need your help, so don't bother us … "
The middle-aged man's plan was clear. [Since you are willing to solve this problem, then you can go. Although that weird bacteria is really a headache, what can we do? We will hide here, and when you can't hold on any longer, you will naturally make a move.
Although there are crystals behind the zombies' heads, you can't just fight and dig them out at the same time, right? We can just follow behind and pick up the leftovers. Why do we have to go with you?]
Jiang Chen paused for a moment before he laughed.
From the cunning look in his eyes, he could guess what the middle-aged man was thinking.
[Shameless, too shameless … Haha.]
[Humans can be selfish to this extent. I've learned something new.] [The fire is already burning your butt, and you are still waiting for the "idiot" to make the first move while you sneak behind to pick up the leftovers? If I don't appear here, are you going to wait for your death here?]
[Wait, this is the apocalypse …]
Jiang Chen suddenly realized something. He almost thought they were negotiating with Wang Dehai or 361 Corporation.
Then, his eyes turned cold.
"What, what do you want?" The middle-aged man sensed a hint of hostility from Jiang Chen's face as he cautiously spoke while signaling the people behind him.
The window on the second floor was opened as a black tube extended out and pointed at the armored vehicle.
"Boss, I'm locked on by an anti-tank weapon. Requesting permission to return fire." The driver's hurried communication came from the public channel.
Sun Jiao quickly raised the tactical rifle used in the power armor and aimed at the person on the second floor. The group of power armored soldiers also raised their weapons.
The order to fight was given by Sun Jiao, but it was up to Jiang Chen as the leader to decide whether to engage the neutral force.
If Jiang Chen gave the order, Sun Jiao was confident that she could annihilate this group of people.
The middle-aged man struggled as he looked at Jiang Chen. He was a ruthless person and knew that the high-mobility power armor was not easy to hit. So he risked his life and signaled his subordinates to aim at the armored vehicle that obviously carried a large amount of supplies.
He was betting that Jiang Chen wouldn't sacrifice the armored vehicle worth tens of thousands of crystals and countless supplies just for the lives of a few insignificant people.
But Jiang Chen laughed as he guessed the middle-aged man's thoughts.
[He is still betting? In order to save ammo, he didn't shoot at the zombies, but instead aimed at us who were preparing to eliminate the source of the bacteria?]
But Jiang Chen's face did not have the slightest hint of surprise. Only coldness remained in his eyes.
"Perhaps it was a mistake for me to negotiate with you," Jiang Chen said faintly, then without another word, he slammed his mask shut.
This action scared the middle-aged man half to death. Exposing his face meant that he was sincere in negotiating. Then closing his mask …
The speaker turned on and the cold words echoed across the entire street.
"I only have one question. Surrender or die! "
The tactical rifle was put down.
In its place were ten raised rotary cannons, their triangular barrels spinning at a rapid speed …
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