Big balls of steam sprayed into the air, and the rusted gears made a toothache sound. God knows how many days the gate of the base has not been opened. The half-meter-thick alloy door retracted inward, and then opened from it, revealing a jagged door gap. The bottom wheel grazed the rusted rails on the ground, and the violent friction caused the rock dust on the door to fall continuously, like a gray rain.
An old-fashioned off-road combat vehicle from the old era drove out. The modified vehicle had a powerful heavy machine gun mounted on the rear seat, with a range of up to thousands of meters and a combat rate of fire of 300 rounds per minute. Its excellent suppression ability and destructiveness make this chariot the most powerful war weapon in the Z7 base.
But now, the chariot was going to Silvertree City, 300 kilometers away, to bring back enough medicines for the base.
The sky was clear.
But this is not considered good weather. On the contrary, there is no cloud cover, and the sun with strong ultraviolet rays is baking the whole earth. Although the amount of radiation on the ground is not as high as the day of the Great Cataclysm, no one wants to be exposed to the surface in broad daylight. Although the firepower of the off-road chariot is fierce, it does not have a good radiation protection system. Compared with this kind of old-fashioned tank, the fully-covered armored tank that is now sought after by major companies and chaebols is more suitable than this old-fashioned tank because of the newly developed anti-radiation armor plate. Act during the day.
Naturally, the Z7 base cannot afford armored combat vehicles, even the oldest models.
For the few people on the mission, night is a more suitable time for action. But the wandering undead in Silver Tree City dispelled their thoughts.
The living dead, also known as living corpses, these humanoid monsters mutated by virus infection are completely different from the zombies that often appeared in novels in the old days. The living corpses have a keen sense of smell for fresh blood, and the strength and flexibility of their muscles allow the living corpses to have greater strength and speed than ordinary people. They are nimble and agile, and they can even easily climb up windows and ceilings, and they can even tear apart a grown man with their bare hands. They are very tricky monsters.
The living corpse is a group of monsters, they usually wander together in the ruins of the city, eating up all the living people and animals before migrating to other areas.
There are no living things in Silvertree City, but there are still a small number of living corpses lingering there. The living corpses left in the city are quite old. Although they can still move, their strength and speed have been greatly degraded. But even so, they are still opponents that cannot be underestimated.
The living corpses are active at night, they are afraid of sunlight and all bright things, so during the day, the living corpses basically sleep in the shadow of the ruins. This is also the reason why the base chose to operate during the day. At night, the mission is twice as dangerous.
Zero sat in the trunk with four other soldiers.
These people were not the soldiers I saw in Old Jack's room in the morning. Their warrior aura is stronger, and their equipment is better than those of them. At least what they are holding is not a pistol, but a standard automatic machine gun. This kind of machine gun is not very powerful, but its advantage is that it can be fired continuously, so the firepower network it forms cannot be underestimated.
Richot was driving the car, cursing old Jack for letting him participate in this dangerous mission. He had made up his mind to pretend to be sick and evade, but Old Jack told him to obediently join the team for this mission.
"Our base doesn't take in patients. Holt, if you are too sick to go on missions, then I can only throw you out of the base." When hearing Holt's excuse to shirk the mission due to illness, old Jack said Said.
Being abandoned by the base meant that he had to face endless dangers in the wilderness alone without any material assistance, which was no different from suicide.
Old Jack always said what he said, and Holt never doubted this, so the black man immediately made a wise choice.
"Stop complaining, Holt. If you come back this time, the reward will be enough for you to go to the settlement to find the most beautiful woman to sleep with for ten nights. Be content."
A middle-aged soldier with a cigarette in his mouth and a scar on his right eye laughed.
"Shut up, Zuoge. I don't look like you guys are soldiers. I'm just Miss Leah's bodyguard. Why do you want me to participate in such a dangerous mission with you old ghosts?" Holt slapped the steering wheel, spitting fly.
The four soldiers laughed.
Zuoge looked at Ling who had been silent all the time, and said, "If you're a rookie, we still have one here. Hey, yellow man, I heard that you are a survivor, don't you plan to introduce yourself?"
Ling didn't answer, and a young soldier sitting opposite him said: "I also heard that you have a wonderful eye. Why don't you let us see it, don't hide it like a woman."
His words immediately got the approval of the other two soldiers, but they just fell on deaf ears and remained unmoved.
The soldier was impatient, and he reached out to catch the brown goggle that Ling wore on his face. This was something he got from Huot before the mission. Zero originally wanted a pair of sunglasses, but the blacks only had this. Along with the goggles, besides two boxes of magazines, there is also a fine steel dagger.
Right now, the dagger suddenly came into Zero's hands. There was a icy light, and the point of the dagger pointed upwards at the soldier's throat. If he went any further, the sharp dagger would have cut a hole in his neck.
The soldier stopped.
Except for Zuo Ge, the other two soldiers raised their guns and pointed at Ling angrily, and there was a sudden chaos in the car.
"Damn it!" Holt didn't expect this kind of thing to happen, and quickly stopped the car to avoid bumping the car and causing unnecessary variables.
Zero was pointing at his two gun barrels without looking at him, his eyes under the goggle were fixed on the soldier who was sweating because of nervousness, and he said calmly: "I don't want to cause trouble, but when trouble comes to me , I don't mind fixing it."
"Put down the dagger, I said put it down quickly, or I will shoot!"
The other two soldiers yelled, their fingers already starting to move closer to the trigger.
"Stop it!" Zuo Ge, who had been silent all this time, shouted violently: "Karl, Tony, put away the guns for me."
He looked at Zero again: "And you, yellow man, your dagger should be pointed at monsters or enemies, not your companions!"
Zero looked at him, and slowly withdrew the dagger: "I'm just going on a mission with you, as for companions, it shouldn't matter. At least, I don't see any tacit understanding between us."
Jian Ling withdrew his dagger before the other two soldiers put down their guns. And the young soldier who was pointed at by the zero-use dagger sat down on the parking space as if he almost collapsed.
Zuoge looked at Ling, shook his head and said, "I know you don't trust us, and likewise, we can't fully trust you. But sir, this dangerous world cannot survive alone. In order to survive, more time You have to entrust your back to others."
"I... try my best." Zero made the greatest promise.
The chariot moved on.
In the car, Zuoge took the initiative to introduce his team. Zuoge himself is a veteran and the commander of this mission. The two people who raised their guns just now, Carl and Tony, are the firemen, and they are responsible for suppressing firepower. As for the young man who ignored Zero just now, this soldier named Allen is a sniper. The last is the black Holt, who is Leah's bodyguard first, and he is also good at pistols. At the same time, he is also an expert in demolition, which is beyond zero's expectations.
"Zero, good at melee combat, long-range fire support and so on. I also dabble in reconnaissance, tracking and traps." Zero briefly introduced his specialty.
Zuoge nodded, even though Zero is a survivor, he is an ordinary person without any evolutionary points. But just judging from his actions to subdue Allen just now, this person should be a skilled veteran. Zuoge believes in his own judgment, and at the same time understands why the old Jack let a newcomer participate in this mission.
This is a test for Zero, and it is the old Jack who judges whether Zero has the qualifications to stay in the base. In the words of old Jack, the base does not support idlers.
No words all the way, Zero and this team still need to run in. It's just that this kind of running-in is not suitable for talking, and fighting can speed up this kind of running-in.
Just as Silvertree City was in sight, a group of people were moving in front of the chariot on the left side of the road.
Rei's right eye, hidden behind the goggle, issued a command from the depths of his consciousness, and the sight distance was immediately closed. So he clearly saw a dozen ragged men enjoying a woman's body in turn. Among the crowd, the excited roar of the man mixed with the shrill cry of the woman, which was particularly ear-piercing on this quiet road.
Obviously, this unbearable behavior touched Zero's moral bottom line. Subconsciously, his hand grasped the miniature machine gun beside him.
"Leave them alone, and you can't control this kind of thing." The corner of Zuoge's eyes just caught the slightest movement, and the captain said casually: "This world is very different from the old days. There is no law in the wilderness." It can be followed, whoever has a hard enough fist is the law. Things like this often happen in the wilderness, and there are even more heinous things you haven’t seen. So you don’t have to pay attention to it, and you can’t control it, unless Think of yourself as God, hey."
Gradually let go of the fingers holding the machine gun. A feeling of bewilderment appeared in Zero's heart. His world view was still stuck in the cognition of the old era, and it was difficult to adapt to the fact that the world had become chaotic in a short time.
This is the age of the jungle. Zero sighed in his heart.
The off-road chariot quickly passed by the mob, and a man who had just been satisfied with a woman's body fell on the chariot passing by the roadside. He immediately yelled, picked up an old-fashioned pistol from the ground, and fired at the chariot.