After 5 days of resistance, under the orders of the command, Camp 27 chose to retreat strategically.

Very wise decision.

The core of Camp 27 is only those scientists, and even if the buildings on the surface are abandoned, there is no pity that the xenomorphs have no habit of demolishing the house, and they will just take it back when the time comes.

And if you stick here, if the xenotide expands, the supply line between Camp 27 and the Fish Bone Base will be cut off first. Having lost its ammunition supply, Camp 27, which is closer to the city center, will undoubtedly be in a bitter battle. Although it is protected by a wall, it is not infallible in the face of xenotides.

Hordes of zombies can build ladders, juvenile zombies thrown by throwers can jump over walls, and Roshan, who likes to throw things around, can even tear down walls.

The most terrifying thing is the mutant mosquito, which is simply a lancer soaring through the sky, with a stinging needle as sharp as a spear, and often a single dive can take the life of a person.

To combat these difficult creatures, Vault 27 even designed a simple flamethrower specifically for it. Soldiers wearing power armor or all-angle body armor hold and stand in the front row to set fire to these mutant mosquitoes, and the effect is extremely gratifying.

But in the face of an increasingly strong wave of xenomorphism, there is still less and less optimism.

In just five days since the outbreak of the xenomorph wave, the number of soldiers stationed in the camp has been reduced by 15. If we continue to hold on, the consequences are really unpredictable.

Under Wang Zhaowu's organization, Xu Lu retreated into the shelter with all the non-combatants and some security personnel, closing the gate. Wait for the situation to stabilize before returning to the surface. The fuel rods and supplies stored in the shelter are enough to support the survivors for 2 years. Heterogeneous tides tend to last only a few months

If nothing happens.

A total of 500 fighters loaded the trucks with arms and fixed weapons, and mounted machine guns on the top of the trucks.

Under the opening path of Tiger Hunter II. Trucks sprang out of Camp 27 and crashed into the corpses wandering the streets.

Machine guns on the roof of the car continued to vent their fire on both sides of the street, leaving behind a field of orange-yellow bullet casings.

Zombies poured into the convoy, but most of them were torn to shreds under the staggered firepower net. The occasional fish that slipped through the net fell under the muzzle of the Ripper's rifle.

In the distance, Roshan waved the street lamp in his hand and took a heavy step to meet the convoy. The Tiger Hunter II, which had spotted its target, slowly moved its turret, and the Type 50 electromagnetic cannon suddenly fired a cannonball, piercing the pile of fat through the pile.

Blood and bullet casings paved the way

Fish bone base.

Sappers are retrofitting the fence with quadruple anti-aircraft machine guns. and the Type 50 electromagnetic cannon against large-volume xenomorphs. Soldiers with rifles patrolled the fence, occasionally firing at the zombie crowd.

Under the fluttering NAC flag, the zombies swam around the walls with their heads drooping. In those reddened eyes, there was a faint flashing of bloodthirsty fierce light.

Normally, zombies during the day are not aggressive, but due to the xenotide, the situation has changed slightly. As if pulled by some force, these zombies spontaneously gathered towards the location of the living.

This situation is somewhat similar to that of the X2 bacterial infection. The difference, however, is that when the xenotide erupts, the indicators in the air are normal.

The fish bone base is located further from the city center. At present, he has not encountered any terrible xenomorphs, but Jiang Chen has a hunch that this kind of good weather will soon come to an end.

Standing on the sentry tower of the wall, Jiang Chen looked at the street in the distance with a telescope.

Suddenly. A Tiger Hunter II appeared in his field of vision. The armor was covered with hideous pieces of flesh, and the tracks were blackened with the grease and blood of the zombies. Then the outline of the truck that followed gradually became clear. To prevent zombies from overturning trucks. The machine guns were constantly unleashing their firepower, smashing the zombies that approached the convoy into pieces.

Jiang Chen put down the binoculars. Pick up the walkie-talkie and say briefly.

"Clear the open space at the door. ”

"Roger!"

The soldiers who had been on standby under the wall climbed the wall with rifles, and some rushed to the machine gun point. Some put their rifles on the firing port. Led by a knight wearing a mechanical exoskeleton, everyone rushed to the combat position in the shortest possible time.

"Fire!" As one of the knights gave the order, the soldiers on the wall pulled the trigger together.

A spectacular scene.

The orange-yellow trajectory rushed towards the corpses like a torrential rain, instantly scraping down a piece of the zombies that were crookedly approaching. The grenadier took out the regular grenade and Molotov cocktail from the ammo box and threw them at the corpse.

The flames exploded, and stumps and severed arms flew everywhere. When confronted with the guns of the survivors, the flesh-and-blood zombies looked powerless.

"It's easy to get inflated in the face of ordinary zombies. Walking to Jiang Chen's side, looking at the zombies who were suppressed by the firepower, Sun Jiao sighed with emotion.

At this moment, Sun Jiao was already wearing body armor, and her long-unused SK10 Sirius was hanging on her chest.

Smiling, Jiang Chen didn't answer, just took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it on his mouth.

With a cigarette, the zombies under the wall have been cleared.

At the same time, the convoy also drove to the door before the zombies gathered again. The soldiers guarding the gate immediately pressed the button to open the door, and the steel gate slowly opened, letting in the blood-stained convoy.

Several medical personnel rushed forward and dragged the injured person lying on a stretcher into the hospital for treatment. Several sappers wearing chemical protective suits and carrying plastic drums then ran forward and carried slender sprayers to wash the entire convoy.

Tired soldiers jumped out of the car and hugged their loved ones waiting for reunion. As for those who were covered in blood, they chose to go to the bathhouse to take a hot bath first.

When they arrived at the base, their tense nerves could finally relax.

"I'll take a trip. ”

Pressing the cigarette butt out on the wall, Jiang Chen said hello to Sun Jiao, and then turned around and walked downstairs.

At the moment, the entrance to the base can be described as a busy scene.

"Hurry, hurry! He was stained with the acid of the spitter. ”

"It's really miserable, I have to deal with it first, and I'm sent to the medical cabin. Come and help me out."

Stretchers walked by, and because of the limited number of medical cabins, many soldiers with minor injuries had to be transported to the ward first to line up. Some of the more seriously injured soldiers had to be treated by doctors on the spot and then sent to the medical cabin to recover.

Jiang Chen stopped and looked at the soldier whose face had been burned out of the bones by acid, and his stomach couldn't help but churn a little.

If you can survive this, it's a big fate

After a pause of two seconds, Jiang Chen continued to walk forward.

Walking to the front row of the team, next to the Tiger Hunter II, he met Wang Zhaowu, who was in charge of leading the team.

Because he was sitting in the tank, Wang Zhaowu was in good condition, at least he didn't suffer any external injuries. Although judging by the dark circles under his eyes, he may not have closed his eyes for a long time.

Handing the rifle in his hand to the soldier on the side, Wang Zhaowu gave Jiang Chen a military salute cleanly.

Without much of a pleasantry, Jiang Chen took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to him. This kind of finely crafted cigarette has always been a luxury item in the wasteland, and although it can be bought at his salary, the honor of being handed a cigarette by the leader is not an honor for everyone.

Seeing Wang Zhaowu flattered to take the cigarette, Jiang Chen smiled and asked in a casual tone.

"How's it going at Camp 27?"

"It's bad. A haze flashed across his face, Wang Zhaowu slowly spat out a smoke ring, and said in a deep voice, "We have already seen throwers and mutant mosquito swarms. On the way, we also met spitters who were moving towards the area. Luckily, Tiger Hunter II was at the front of the queue."

Dumpers usually operate on the outskirts of the city center, but rarely enter the suburbs. Camp 27 has already seen throwers, so the xenomorph tide has intensified.

After a pause, Jiang Chen then asked.

"Did you bring anything?"

"Brought it, do you want me to show you now?"

"Go now. Jiang Chen said.

Wang Zhaowu nodded, turned around and led Jiang Chen to the center of the convoy.

When the two arrived at the target location, several workers were already driving the lift truck to help unload the goods.

"That's it. Engineering robots, deep-sea mining equipment, but I'm afraid they won't be needed now. Looking at the 8 bulky containers, Wang Zhaowu smiled bitterly.

Now this situation is not even touched by the sea.

Not necessarily. Jiang Chen smiled mysteriously and did not answer.

It was not easy to move the deep-sea mining equipment from Camp 27, which weighed 400 tonnes and weighed 50 tonnes per container. In order to carry the boxes, Wang Zhaowu specially arranged for four heavy trucks to be in the middle of the queue. Desperately at the risk of slowing down the march, they dragged the equipment back.

Looking at the eight containers, Jiang Chen nodded with satisfaction.

In this way, the matter of deep-sea mining can be considered to be settled. The production of virtual reality helmets requires a large amount of molybdenum ore, and at the current price of molybdenum ore, relying on imports to complete the production will undoubtedly increase the cost of helmets. If you mine molybdenum ore by yourself, Jiang Chen has calculated, and the production cost of virtual helmets will be reduced by at least double.

"Thank you. Jiang Chen patted him on the shoulder and said.

"Hehe, it's not hard. It's a lot easier than holding on to Camp 27. Wang Zhaowu smiled and waved his hand holding the cigarette butt.

"You go and rest first, remember my office meeting in two hours. Jiang Chen looked at Wang Zhaowu and said.

"Yes!"

After a military salute, Wang Zhaowu immediately turned around and walked in the direction of the living quarters.

After the car ride, he was indeed a little tired, and at the moment he just wanted to go back and take a shower, and then take a nap before the meeting.

After Wang Zhaowu left, Jiang Chen looked at the workers on the side again, instructed them to carry the container to the backyard of the villa, and then walked in the direction of the community center. (To be continued.) )