It was obviously unwise to enter from the front, but Jiang Chen had no intention of entering by himself. oM
For things like reconnaissance, just leave it to the drones.
He ordered the older soldier to go back and report to Cheng Weiguo, asking him to bring some people over for support. At the same time, Jiang Chen ordered the younger soldier to run to the back door of the mall and guard it to prevent anyone from escaping from behind.
After doing all this, Jiang Chen took out a reconnaissance Hummingbird drone from the storage space. This model of Hummingbird chassis does not have a mounted machine gun. Instead, it is equipped with a set of relatively lightweight multi-functional camera and monitoring equipment, which is capable of various reconnaissance tasks and is a very convenient reconnaissance tool.
However, Jiang Chen was not completely satisfied. After thinking for a moment, he installed two fist-sized sticky explosives on the top shell of the drone to make use of the excess load capacity of the drone.
After connecting the drone to the computer of the power armor, he carefully approached the mall, then threw the disc in his hand at the KFC entrance near the mall gate, and controlled the drone to float towards the third-floor window.
Without making any sound, the disc-shaped drone approached the window that was sealed by cloth, and the needle camera under the chassis pierced into the cloth.
Apart from a desk and a row of file racks, there was nothing suspicious in the room.
A small opening was made in the cloth, and the drone slowly floated into the room. Right below the window, Jiang Chen saw a disc-shaped fragmentation mine.
Seeing this, Jiang Chen couldn't help but feel his scalp numb.
Fortunately, tmd didn't come in directly. It turns out that there are traps everywhere.
Not only the window, but also an infrared trip mine was lurking under the open door.
However, these things are of little use to drones.
Skillfully control the drone. Flying directly into the equally deserted corridor, Jiang Chen searched the room.
Most of the rooms were empty or filled with prewar office supplies.
But in the room at the end of the corridor. But he saw something different.
Four metal machines the size of refrigerators were lined up in a row, standing at the entrance. Stick to the machine. You can faintly hear the "whining" sound of the fan. Is this a computer case? But it doesn't quite look like it.
In the center of the room was an operating table stained with blood. The light coming in from the cracks in the wooden boards of the window happened to be sprinkled on the blood stains on the operating table. There were three or two scalpels on the rusty tray. Judging from the blood stains that were not completely black, it seemed that an operation had been performed here not long ago.
What is even more disturbing is the paint bucket placed in the corner.
The bucket contained obviously not paint, but blood mixed with minced meat and cold severed limbs.
"Fuck you." Jiang Chen, who was staying outside the shopping mall, cursed secretly, his stomach churning a little.
These things are obviously not things that a shopping mall should have.
Just as Jiang Chen was controlling the drone, he circled around the room. While searching for things that might reveal information, there was a faint noise downstairs.
With a thought in his heart, Jiang Chen immediately controlled the drone to float out of the room and down the stairs.
It flew directly over the rows of planes and stopped at the door of an office.
The door is closed, but this can't help the genius Yao Yao.
This little girl is not only unrivaled in programming, she is also very knowledgeable in the modification of electronic equipment. Jiang Chen carefully controlled the hummingbird to get close to the door handle, aimed at the mechanical keyhole, and then stabbed out the probe with the camera on the front.
The probe was inserted along the keyhole and made several turns in the keyhole. Passed through the door smoothly.
The room was dimly lit, but I could see clearly.
There were four people in the room, three standing. One is lying down.
It was Meng Qian who was lying on the ground, and the one closest to him was a man with a beard. The tall and thin man couldn't see his face clearly, but his instinct told Jiang Chen that this man was dangerous. As for the man with his back to the door, he doesn't seem to have much presence. He should be a minion or something like that.
... ...
"Damn it, why did this idiot take the medicine by himself? Didn't I tell him not to take this medicine by himself! How could this stupid thing have such a brain?" A strong man with a beard cursed. , and at the same time kicked Meng Qian hard, who was lying unconscious on the ground.
This kick seemed to hurt Meng Qian. Kicked him out of his coma.
When he realized that he was tied into a rice dumpling, his eyes gradually became filled with horror.
"What should we do next?" Standing next to him was a tall and thin man. He was holding a streamlined rifle in his hand, and he was looking at Meng Qian who was twisting on the ground with cold eyes. Said in an emotionless tone.
"How about... we observe it for a while first?" the man standing at the door suggested.
"That's all we can do, at least wait until he wakes up." The bearded man sighed, walked to a chair nearby, sat down, and lit a cigarette.
"You, who are you! Why are you tying me up! God, are you crazy? Hong Bo, Xiao Du, come and help me! These lunatics..." Facing the empty office The table shouted, and Meng Qian read inexplicable names randomly.
Judging from the reactions on the faces of those people, the name he shouted should not belong to anyone present.
"Who can tell this guy to be quiet?" He blew out a smoke ring, shook the cigarette butt, and said impatiently.
boom!
A plume of smoke rose from the rifle in the hand of the tall and thin man.
Meng Qian became completely quiet. In those widened eyes, the pupils gradually dilated.
Blood spread along the back of his head, reflecting the oozing blood hole on his forehead.
The room was eerily silent.
The cigarette between the two fingers of his beard was filled with smoke, and it stood motionless. After a while, a piece of ash fell off silently.
"You... killed him?"
"That's right." The tall and thin man said disapprovingly.
The corner of his mouth twitched. The bearded man was obviously dissatisfied with this man's behavior, but it seemed that out of some kind of fear, he did not dare to get angry at the tall and thin man.
"Okay, now, everything has to start over." The bearded man slapped his thigh, flicked the cigarette butt out of his hand, and complained to his knees.
"Waste has no value." The tall and thin man said nonchalantly.
"But we can at least know the situation in that camp from his mouth. Now, we don't even know whether he has had contact with those blue-skinned people." The man standing at the door said helplessly.
I don't know whether it was out of awareness of his hastiness or out of extreme pride, but the tall and thin man did not explain his companion's complaints.
After pondering for a moment, he said in a commanding tone.
"Use mutant flies, inject the drug into their toxin sacs, and then place them around the shelter... I will be responsible for the surgery. You go find two mutant flies and come back."
The brain-sized flies, which attack by shooting stinging maggots, are one of the most disgusting creatures in the wasteland. Although it is not very aggressive, it carries a wide variety of germs, which can be very troublesome once it gets infected.
"Want to live?" The bearded man raised his eyebrows.
"Yeah." The man nodded.
"Are you kidding me? Catching two mutated flies alive? Do you think those things are rabbits?" Perhaps it was the commanding tone that made Beard unbearable, and he shouted at the tall and thin man.
"If you are infected with mutated germs, I can help you deal with it." The tall and thin man said in the same indifferent tone.
"Drink!" The bearded man sneered disdainfully, "I won't let you touch my internal organs. Let me tell you, our Crimson Chamber of Commerce only has a cooperative relationship with you, not your servant."
"Is this what your boss means?" The tall and thin man
"We helped you get into the shelter, and you gave us the formula for that medicine—"
"Shh." The tall and thin man suddenly raised a finger and put it to his lips.
The room fell silent instantly.
Discovered? !
Jiang Chen swallowed and controlled the drone to start retreating.
But at this moment, something unfortunate happened.
Because the keyhole has not been oiled for a long time, the probe made a slight sound when it was withdrawn from the keyhole.
"Who's there!" A loud shout came from behind the door, and the man near the door quickly turned the handle and opened the door.
Seeing that it had been discovered, Jiang Chen fortunately pushed the power of the drone engine to the maximum. Accompanied by the buzzing sound of electricity, the drone rushed into the room with a "wu" sound.
The tall and thin man raised the muzzle of his gun, but the moment he saw his face clearly, Jiang Chen was shocked.
Lin Chaoen! ? How could it be this guy
That person from the Rebel Alliance, Lin Chaoen, who he had met at the Bullet Shell Tavern in the Sixth Street? !
He had almost forgotten about this guy. He had not heard from him since they agreed to cooperate against mutants. He didn't expect to meet him here!
Lin Chaoen pulled the trigger, and at the same time, Jiang Chen reflexively pressed the switch of the sticky bomb.
The drone signal was interrupted, and Jiang Chen looked up at the second floor of the mall.
About half a second delay.
boom!
Accompanied by a roaring explosion, scarlet firelight flashed, and the wooden board sealing the window was blown out more than ten meters away.
Looking at the billowing smoke coming out of the window, Jiang Chen was a little confused.
He couldn't understand it at all. What kind of drama was this? (.)