[Communication Interruption]

"Damn it!"

Suppressing the swaying steel plate with a light punch, the orange characters on the crumbling display screen on the side made Chu Nan feel upset for a while.

The collapsing electronic device danced with a little weak spark, and the slightly trembling body made his heart suddenly tighten.

When the fuselage was stable, he gritted his teeth, and with difficulty removed the steel bar that was pressing on his body, he glanced at the co-pilot beside him. The hapless guy was in a bit of a miserable condition, the bent steel skeleton went straight through his sternum, and blood splattered everywhere.

Glancing at the steel bar passing through his armpit again, Chu Nan gasped, and at this moment he had no other thoughts except for feeling that his life was great.

That's 1,200 meters in the air!

The technology is completely put aside, whether it is dead or alive.

Chu Nan had done his best, and when the plane's engine lost power, he immediately turned on the mechanical propellers of the annular vortex air accelerator on both sides of the fuselage. This is important, because if it doesn't open at the beginning of the fall, there's a good chance that the thing will be blown off by the high-velocity air currents.

Well, luckily it's good.

The next step was to activate the backup circuit, but the situation was still not optimistic. His lieutenant desperately tried to get in touch with headquarters, but there was no response.

Switching to manual driving, Chu Nan tried his best to stabilize the fuselage. The self-balancing system has been damaged, and if there is a tumbling or damaged tail hovering, then God really can't save them both.

The spare mechanical propeller rotated rapidly under the air current, and the spin maneuver caused the propeller to "drag" the helicopter like a parachute, and the nose of the plane began to gradually descend under the action of gravity. When the propeller was tilted to a certain angle, Chu Nan suddenly pulled up the joystick, instantly increasing the pitch of the rotor pitch. With the help of the passively rotating rotor, a short lift force is generated, and the kinetic energy of the rotor rotation is instantly converted into a climbing tensile force.

The specific manifestation is that the nose of the plane suddenly lifts up, and the fall slows down sharply, preparing to land on the roof of the building that will be hit.

Then it crashed into the wall of the top floor

Well, the operation is no problem, but in the city it is difficult to choose the terrain to land.

Then Chu Nan was splashed with the hot bloodstains, and watched as the comrades beside him were pierced by the steel bars.

What the hell!

That sudden EMP is not, it shouldn't be a simple EMP. The built-in anti-EMP equipment of the Yunzhi-51 can be said to represent the most high-end military technology before the war, but it was completely paralyzed without being directly hit by that ray?

What the hell is it?

Chu Nan gritted his teeth, took out the combat dagger tied to his leg, and cut the seat belt that was stuck. Glancing at the dizzying height beneath his feet, he began to slowly pull his legs out from under the twisted console and cautiously crawl out of the cockpit.

What is the state of this Yunzhi-51 at this moment?

In short, the small half of the cockpit smashed through the walls of the 12-story building, and then was strung there by a few sturdy steel bars peeking out of the concrete walls. The tail and cabin are overhung outside, or rather, the small half of the nose in front of the cockpit is embedded in the building. I have to boast about the quality of this building, it can still be so intact after the nuclear bomb washes the ground, and the steel skeleton obviously does not cut corners.

Every slight vibration of the fuselage made him tremble, and the creaking and grinding sound made him clench his teeth nervously.

The bulletproof glass of the window had been completely shattered, which made it easier for him to get out of danger. It's just that when he was halfway up, he stopped with a little hesitation, turned around and reached out and tore off the badge hanging around his comrade's neck, as well as the magazine on his waist.

After some struggle, Chu Nan finally climbed onto the cold concrete floor. Looking back at the helicopter that had been knocked out of shape, he silently looked at his open palm.

The rough iron plate was already covered with sticky blood.

【Carol Bellman】

Flipping to the reverse, it was a line of small print pierced by needles.

[If I have the chance, I'd like to hang this thing in Arlington National Cemetery]

The co-pilot is an American-Hispanic, formerly of NATO Naval Aviation. However, the concept of nationality no longer exists, and there are many foreigners living in Liuding Town, most of whom are pre-war expatriates or former NATO soldiers.

From the moment the world coalition led by PAC, NATO, and CCCP dropped this devastated land and shot all its "hopes" into space, no one believed in any authority or anything like that. After all, when facing zombies and xenomorphs, in principle, all humans belong to the same race.

Except, of course, mutants and cannibals.

After checking the equipment on his body, Chu Nan raised his hand and put his index and middle fingers on the back of his neck.

It's a kind of thing called the "Dictator Chip", but because of the addition of complex functions such as optic nerve access imaging and remote communication, although the anti-EMP effect is also good, it is not as good as the "slave chip" produced in the sixth block.

【Offline】

Chu Nan tried many times, but failed to get in touch with the Falcon-II and the Black Rider Team.

"Hell, broken?"

When he found that the "bomb" hanging from the back of his neck had been destroyed, he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad in his heart.

Happily, this is free.

Sadly, being free in the wasteland is a piece of. There are people who eat, drink and sleep in Liuding Town, who cares if they are free or not?

Liuding Town will definitely not be able to go back, and it is estimated that the people over there have registered him dead. There will definitely be no rescue, there is only scrap iron here that was once worth more than 100,000 subcrystals, and the pilot's value is not as high as the chip that was broken in the back of his head.

"Forget it, let's take it one step at a time. With a wry smile on his face, Chu Nan stuffed the badge into his pocket and pulled out his pistol.

Counting the pistol, there are 5 magazines for bullets. Two doses of hematopoietic injections, a roll of hemostatic bandages, EP has returned to normal, as well as a dagger and six tubes of grade B nutritional mixture. Well, because it's the Air Force, the nutritional mixture is also a good product.

When the EP's radiation monitoring system was turned on, it was possible to tell from the safe radiation value that this was a suburb, but he didn't know which suburb it was.

The map of this area is not downloaded in the EP.

Finally, after checking the equipment, and looking back at the corpse that had closed its eyes and the scrap metal helicopter, Chu Nan lowered his head and began to walk downstairs.

Although he had also received training in land warfare, he had never encountered such an embarrassment. If you are an ordinary survivor, who will have nothing to fight and planes? Anti-aircraft EMP airburst bombs are not absent, but they are definitely rare. That kind of thing blew up in wartime, and few people could fix it.

As for the Xeno's air defense, it was the first time he had heard that Xenos could use EMP or similar pulse weapons.

Maybe the buddy of the former NATO Air Force had encountered this kind of trouble, but unfortunately he didn't survive, and he was in the co-pilot on this mission.

"The hallway is safe. ”

Just like during training, Chu Nan silently chanted, and then pressed the pistol and walked downstairs.

If it is a zombie, then stab its eye with **. If it's a screamer, use a stun grenade to cover. If you encounter Roshan or Deathclaw, I hope you don't.

Naturally, the elevator stopped. This building was supposed to be an office building before the war, and the zombies were mainly concentrated in the hall, and the zombies occasionally encountered in the corridor were also killed by him with a quick swing of a dagger. For this kind of small trouble, it is natural that he can not use a gun without a gun, and with his physical ability to inject D-class genetic drugs, it is naturally easy to deal with.

The only regret is that he couldn't unlock any hidden genetic code, which is the kind of ordinary injector.

When his feet were on the ground, Chu Nan breathed a sigh of relief. Looking up at the sky, it was about three o'clock in the afternoon.

By five o'clock, the streets began to be less safe. As for six o'clock, when it is almost dark, walking down the street is tantamount to suicide.

Wanghai City at night is a world of zombies.

"Well, we're going to have to find a survivor base quickly, or maybe somewhere to spend the night. Chu Nan stood on the street and looked around, glanced at the dumb-eyed zombie beside him, and then walked to the other end of the street.

The abandoned cars on the streets are supposed to be the same as they were when the war broke out, and the hot spots of the war are from the city center to the coast, so people should have fled to the suburbs.

In this way, the direction in which most cars are oriented should be the direction of the suburbs.

Glancing at the cars on the street, Chu Nan wandered in the direction away from the city center.

It's good to go anywhere, as long as it's away from the city center.

This is the consensus of all survivors.

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The sky was getting dark, and the sun's falling to the west was scattered yellow-green and ominous under the radioactive fallout.

I don't know how long I walked, but it was getting dark. Chu Nan glanced at the zombies beside him, and those guys had already begun to whimper in a low voice with some restlessness. Maybe after a while, the hellish things will start howling and slaughtering the living.

Would you like to find a place to spend the night?

Chu Nan thought to himself, and his steps began to speed up.

But when he turned a street, he found a scene that shocked him.

A woman was tied to a telephone pole with several hemp rope knots, and hung in the middle of the street. Her clothes were very thin, and there were zombies roaming around, and she didn't even dare to call for help.

With his pilot's eyesight, he could even see the desperate expression on her pretty face.

At first glance, it was artificially tied.

"Mother, what bastard did such a shitty prank. Chu Nan scolded secretly, cautiously glanced at his surroundings, and then walked towards the woman who was tied to the telephone pole.

Walking to the woman's side, looking forward to the pleading gaze, Chu Nan took out the ** and cut the rope on her body.

As if to break free from the shackles of fear, the woman threw herself on him and sobbed, hugging him behind his back.

"Woo, thank you, thank you. "It sounded good.

"Okay, don't worry, you're fine. This was the first time he had encountered this situation, and he felt a little embarrassed, but patted the woman's back a little stiffly and comforted.

Could it be that the survivors of the outback have been cruel to such an extent?

Secretly cursing the behavior of the survivor who tied her up here, Chu Nan was about to open his mouth to ask where the nearby survivor base was.

At that moment, however, a tubular object landed on the back of his head.

"Hey, man, you're the first one to take the bait this month. ”

Cold sweat broke out from his back, and Chu Nan's hand moved slightly, only to find that a dagger had been pressed against the back of his heart.

The dagger was held by a slender hand.

At this moment, several men with strange tattoos of Mohican's head and strange tattoos came out of the abandoned shops on the side. They were carrying rifles of various brands, and one of them was only holding a baseball bat.

The group of people seemed to be led by the bald head with the cigarette in his mouth, and I saw that the man walked up to Chu Nan, then raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to the woman's face and patted it, grinning as if complimenting

"Well done,. ”

It's like a dog.

There was a perverted flush on her face, as if she looked at the man who had humiliated him.

This sickly reality made Chu Nan feel a chill down his spine, and a drop of cold sweat slid across his cheeks.

Even after living in the last days for so many years, it was the first time he had encountered such a damn thing.

Is this still personal?

"Two doses of hematopoietic needles, a roll of hemostatic bandages, good stuff. Six-tube B-grade nutritional mixture!Boss, it's a big fish!" The man who had consciously stepped forward to remove the pistol he was holding in his hand and searched his body suddenly let out a cry of delight.

The zombie next to him glanced at this side blankly, but there was no movement, and it was still an hour or two before dark.

The bald head glanced at Chu Nan with interest.

"Name?"

"Chu Nan. "There's nothing to hide, it's all on the EP.

"Where?"

"Liuding Town Aviation. ”

"Where's your plane?" A flash of greed flashed in the bald head's eyes, and there was no scruple such as caution as Chu Nan wished.

"Crashed. ”

"Huh. The bald man smiled, said nothing, and then motioned for the younger brother to tie up the man.

"If you are here to rob, your purpose has been achieved, everything is given to you, how about letting me go?" Chu Nan said calmly.

The bald man looked at him and raised an eyebrow, and then suddenly a punch hit him in the face, causing his head to tilt to the side.

Suppressing the anger in his heart and enduring the burning pain on the left side of his face, Chu Nan looked at the bald head.

"There's so much from a captive, let's beat you. With a curse, the bald head poked the drained cigarette butt in his face and extinguished it, then waved his hand, "Take it back." ”

Looking at the rotten good guy who had been hooked like a pen, the bald head pursed his lips disdainfully, and then raised his foot and kicked the woman who was half-crouched at his feet, while her face showed a sickly flush and a flattering smirk.

The woman had no name, she was just a slave, and she seemed to have been a loner, but he didn't remember exactly when she had plundered her, and he didn't bother to care how she was trained and trained. But how she got to him, he remembered very well.

Last month, he Zhou Guoping once found a big fish, and it was indeed proved that it was a big fish.

The boss sent a whole team of looters over, but they were cheated by Lu Renjia's pen, how confident would he be to bring everyone into the closed building to arrest people?

In short, more than a dozen people came back alive and one drove a car.

But fortunately, although the boss was angry, he didn't blame him for providing the clues, but just took off the concubine of Lu Renjia and the captain of the other team leader to vent his anger, and then distributed the assets of the two unlucky people to other subordinates.

This is a deterrent and an incentive. Gangsters like the Gray Gu Mercenary Group can only be held together by relying on this rude way.

Well, in short, this "thing" that was adjusted and taught like a dog was assigned to Zhou Guoping. However, although the boss did not punish him, he still got rid of him from the fat shortage in the sixth block, and let him do the work of robbing the survivors.

It has to be said that trying to catch a survivor in the wasteland is even harder than catching a mutant rat. The only people who have survived in the ruins until now are the human spirits, and the only ones who are a little stupid are the "honest people" who have never left the base much, and their income this month is almost zero.

The air force is a big fish.

Zhou Guoping crooked his mouth, put the rifle on his shoulder, and led his younger brothers back in the direction of the station.

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