I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

Chapter 84: Tide of corpses

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The goods were delivered the next day.

Almost everyone in the Sixth Block is busy with the expedition, so the risk of small actions such as smuggling and smuggling has been greatly reduced.

There were only four people delivering the goods this time, probably all of Zhao Chenwu's confidants, led by his secretary Su Lei. The soldier responsible for the escort handed over control of the ten slaves to Jiang Chen, neatly performed a military salute and left in a hurry.

Looking at the infantry vehicle painted in urban camouflage and the bewildered faces among the dark "silly guys", Jiang Chen smiled, stepped forward and patted the nearest person on the shoulder. Then he called his men to start unloading the goods.

If a mechanical exoskeleton is compared to "light armor," then the meaning of power armor is roughly similar to the full-body heavy armor of medieval knights. It is usually divided into land combat type and airborne type. The main differences are in the armor weight and whether it is equipped with a scroll engine for slow landing. The weight of the airborne type is usually less than 500KG, while the weight of the land combat type is often more than 1 ton.

These 10 T-3 powered armors are of the airborne type, but they have a switchable triangular minigun welded to the right hand and an ammunition supply box mounted on the back.

Fortunately, Lu Huasheng designed an elevator at the entrance of the sewer. Otherwise, it would be inconvenient to lift the armor that is more than two meters high and weighs about 300 kilograms using ropes. These ten slaves obviously didn't know how to operate this thing. Just now they looked at Jiang Chen with expressions as if they were locked in a coffin.

Obviously, they are well aware that selling this type of equipment is illegal.

Since it is illegal...

Then I'm afraid that their current genetic ID has been registered as dead in the Sixth District.

As for whether he will become a real dead person? It all depends on what the smiling man thinks.

"Welcome to the Fish Bone Survivor Base. Believe me, working for me is definitely a lot happier than working for anyone else in the world..."

Although the tone sounded like bragging, it seemed that he was not going to die.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then followed the man's pace with anxiety.

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After leaving the ten people to Lu Huasheng to arrange accommodation and work, Jiang Chen quickly found Sun Jiao.

"Weapons and armor are in place, when will we set off?" Sun Jiao stepped forward and asked as soon as she saw Jiang Chen.

"Can we get in touch with the surrounding survivor groups within two days?" Jiang Chen asked.

"No problem, the radio equipment in the conference room will do... But what's the use of getting in touch with them?" Sun Jiao looked at Jiang Chen in confusion.

"Of course I'm taking them to fight monsters." Jiang Chen raised a smile and dropped this line of unclear meaning.

There are too many survivors living scattered around. If they were all integrated, there would only be two to three thousand people. If the Fish Bones Survivor Base wants to get rid of the constraints of population, then it has to do something about the survivors who live scattered.

These survivors who have been struggling in the apocalypse for many years are often mentally tougher, or more perverted, than ordinary people. Their personal combat capabilities are by no means comparable to those of the "slaves" huddled in the slums. However, the difficult thing is that they have long disbelieved in discipline or civilization, and all of them are as unruly as wild wolves.

If you want to make a dog surrender, a bone and a rope are enough.

However, if you want to tame a wolf, it will never work with just a bone and a rope. They will take the bones away unceremoniously, but they will never lower their heads willingly and accept the restraints of the collar willingly.

Unless they have overwhelming force, they will not even dare to think of uniting to resist.

And showing off firepower is the second purpose of this expedition.

It would be best to drag them to the battlefield, help share the pressure of the zombie tide, and promise to give them a portion of the loot, so that these people's dependence on the Fish Bone Base will further increase.

Nowadays, zombies generally have crystals condensed on the backs of their heads. Jiang Chen doesn’t believe that the survivors will remain unmoved by this. Even though Jiang Chen and the others don't have the heavy firepower of tanks, the powered armor can still crush ordinary zombies. Those survivors should have no reason to refuse a good thing that is sure to make money without losing money.

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Early next morning.

There was a busy scene in the Fish Bone Base for the first time in a long time. Soldiers rushed to the fighting positions. Some non-combatants were busy loading supplies into the car, while others erected polyethylene partitions in front of the gate to create a buffer area around the door to prevent zombies from rushing in when the door was opened. Enter the base.

And it was equally busy outside the wall. The crowd of zombies perfectly interprets the term zombie tide. The rotting bodies blocked the streets outside the wall.

Damn it, it's like all the zombies in the district have been packed into this one street.

"Weapon system, normal. Vortex engine, normal... Oh, and fuel rods, normal!" Jiang Chen retrieved the data in the digital helmet with a headache. Although he had experienced powered armor several times in the virtual reality system, and had worn the real thing a few times yesterday to become familiar with it, the feeling of his whole body being shut in an "iron box" always made him feel weird.

Painted in jet black, the strong yet lightweight streamlined C-shaped plastic armor (not the modern VC profile), the right-hand side wall is a triangular minigun pendant, and a tactical rifle hangs on the waist, almost armed to the teeth. .

Although it does look cool, it is unexpectedly troublesome to wear...

Sun Jiao glanced at Jiang Chen worriedly, then took a deep breath and waved to the sentry on the wall.

The sentry saluted quickly, and then ran quickly to the position of the high-bullet machine gun.

This operation was led by Sun Jiao.

"Get ready to go, turn on the weapon system, be careful not to let the zombies break through the formation, our supplies are all in the car, do you understand?"

"Understood!" The eight power armor warriors behind him shouted in unison, and then closed the visor of their helmets.

"Open the door!" Sun Jiao shouted to the combatant next to her, made a gesture, and then closed her mask.

The steel gate slowly rose, and as if smelling the fragrance of food, the zombies cast their empty eyes at the gap here.

Da da da!

"Hit me!"

The machine guns on the two towers had begun to discharge their ammunition, and the orange flames tore apart the zombies, breaking the already broken bodies into several segments. However, it was only a drop in the bucket, and the sea of corpses like a tide still howled and rushed towards the door.

"charge!"

The people in power armor used an arrow formation to protect the assaulter infantry vehicle in the center, ruthlessly cutting a gap in the zombie encirclement. The stumps with missing arms and legs were dangling on the ground. As long as the brain was intact, the zombies would not truly die.

However, at this moment, there was no spare time to shoot these guys. Under the cover of fixed machine guns and vehicle-mounted machine guns, the soldiers in power armor held up the armor on their left arms, and the miniguns in their right hands sprayed fire snakes. Like a torrent of steel, it ran directly over the corpses of the living dead.

Through the steel, the sticky feeling of flesh and blood coming from the soles of his feet made Jiang Chen feel his stomach churn. However, he looked down upon those ferocious-looking zombies.

They are no longer human.

Some are even not human at birth.

When the strong front armor collided with the zombies trying to bite him, the power of technology was highlighted. The two pairs of vortex engines on the waist and shoulders of the back spray out blue arcs of light. Letting the zombies chew uselessly on the cold armor, Jiang Chen gradually pushed the output power to the maximum, maintaining the formation with his teammates around him, and just pushed forward with a bunch of zombies.

If the momentum of the charge stops, they will have to face the desperate situation of being surrounded by zombies. Although the claws of these ordinary zombies cannot scratch steel armor, if they are allowed to gather together and form an absolute numerical advantage, there will be no pressure to squeeze the armor out of shape and overturn the vehicle.

Even though they had an absolute advantage in equipment, no one dared to be careless and use firepower to "evacuate" the zombie tide.

However, there is no way to kill all the zombies, even if all the bullets in the base are empty. All they need to do is break out and not waste ammunition on these dead things.

The zombies that passed through the gap collided with the front armor of the Assault Infantry Vehicle and were directly crushed to the ground. The thick tires left a ferocious bloody trail on the ground. The 20mm cannon on the top of the carriage spit out fire snakes, and orange-red bullets either exploded or broke the skinny body at the waist.

In the end, the entire team tore a gap in the zombie encirclement, ran over the twitching stumps, and rushed out of the street crowded with zombies.

"How do you feel?" Sun Jiao's concerned voice came from the private channel.

"It's not bad." Jiang Chen took a few deep breaths and stabilized the restless heartbeat in his chest.

After turning off the minigun in their right hands, everyone pulled out the tactical rifles at their waists. They had already broken out of the encirclement and no longer needed to maintain high-density firepower.

Zombies are still rushing towards everyone, but they are much sparser. As if confirming his previous hunch, these zombies may have gathered near the base consciously. After crossing a street again, they could barely see the zombies anymore.

"This is really a ghost."

"Don't be careless, be alert! Turn on the radio life detection device."

"receive."

"There is no heterogeneous reaction within a radius of 500 meters."

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A series of reports made the public channel seem a bit chaotic for a while.

Generally speaking, a sudden decrease in zombie density can only be caused by the presence of some particularly powerful alien species nearby. Although zombies hunt all living creatures, their main prey are living creatures whose life energy is close to that of humans. If you encounter a monster that often has hundreds of sub-crystal points, or a place like the mother nest of a certain alien species, the zombies will still unconsciously move away from it.

But this is obviously not normal. Let alone mutant species, you can't even see a mutant cockroach on the street.

Broken billboards, abandoned cars...

They became the only living creatures on the street.

Shaking away the sticky blood on the armor of his left arm, Jiang Chen looked at the empty street with a strange expression on his face.

This ominous premonition is getting stronger and stronger.

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