The goods were delivered the next day.

Almost everyone in the Sixth Block is busy with expeditions, and the risk of petty actions such as stealing and smuggling is much less risky.

There were only four people who came to deliver the goods this time, and it is estimated that they were all Zhao Chenwu's henchmen, led by his secretary Su Lei himself. The soldier in charge of the escort handed over control of the ten slaves to Jiang Chen, and left in a hurry after giving a clean military salute.

Looking at the infantry vehicles painted with urban camouflage and the suspicious faces in the dark "stupid big man", Jiang Chen smiled, stepped forward and patted the nearest person on the shoulder, and then beckoned his subordinates to start unloading.

If the mechanical exoskeleton is compared to "light armor", then the meaning of power armor is similar to the heavy armor of a knight in the Middle Ages. It is usually divided into land and airborne, and the difference is mainly in the weight of the armor and whether it is equipped with a scroll engine for slow descent. THE AIRBORNE TYPE USUALLY WEIGHS LESS THAN 500KG, WHILE THE LAND TYPE TENDS TO WEIGH MORE THAN 1 TON.

The 10 T-3 power armors are airborne, but with switchable triangular revolver machine guns welded to the right hand, as well as a feed box mounted on the back.

Fortunately, Lu Huasheng designed an elevator at the entrance of the sewer, otherwise it would be inconvenient to get the armor that was more than two meters high and weighed about 300 kilograms by relying on the rope. These ten slaves obviously didn't know how to operate this thing, and just now they looked at Jiang Chen with an expression like they were locked in a coffin.

Obviously, they are well aware that it is illegal to sell such equipment abroad.

Since it is against the law

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

As for whether or not he will become a real dead man, it all depends on what the man with the smile on his face thinks.

"Welcome to the Fish Bone Survivor Base. Believe me, it's definitely happier to die for me than to die for anyone else in this world."

Although this tone sounds like bragging, it seems that he can't die.

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

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

"The weapons and armor are in place, when are we leaving?" As soon as she saw Jiang Chen, Sun Jiao stepped forward and asked.

"Within two days, can I get in touch with the surrounding survivor groups?" Jiang Chen said.

"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, it's to take them to fight monsters. A smile rose at the corner of Jiang Chen's mouth, and he put down this line of unknown meaning.

There are so many survivors scattered around that if they were all integrated, I'm afraid there would be only two or three thousand people. If the Fishbone Survivor Base wants to get rid of the constraints of the population, then it will have to put some thought into the scattered survivors.

These survivors who have been struggling in the last days all year round are often mentally far more tenacious than ordinary people, or perverted and perverted. Its individual combat effectiveness is by no means comparable to that of those "slaves" huddled in the slums. However, the difficulty is that they have long since disbelieved in discipline or civilization and the like, and each of them is as unruly as a wolf.

To make a dog surrender, a bone plus a rope is enough.

However, if you want to tame a wolf, you will never be able to tame it with a bone and a rope. They will unceremoniously take the bones away, but they will definitely not willingly bow their heads and willingly accept the restraints of the collar.

Unless they have overwhelming force, they don't even dare to have the mind to join forces to resist.

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

It is better to pull them into the battlefield, help share the pressure of the corpse tide, and promise them a share of the spoils, so that these people's dependence on the Fish Bone Base will increase further.

Now that the zombies were generally condensed with subcrystals on the back of their heads, Jiang Chen didn't believe that those survivors would not be moved by this. Even if Jiang Chen and the others don't have the heavy firepower of a tank, the power armor can still be regarded as crushing against ordinary zombies, and those survivors should have no reason to refuse the good thing of making sure that they don't lose money.

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Early the next morning.

The fish bone base presents a busy scene for the first time in a long time. Soldiers rushed to combat positions, and non-combatants were busy loading supplies like carts, while others erected polyethylene partitions in front of the gate to create a buffer zone for the entrance to prevent zombies from rushing into the base when the door opened.

And outside the walls are just as busy. The crowded zombies perfectly interpret the word corpse tide. The rotting bodies blocked the streets outside the walls.

Hell, it's like the zombies of the entire district are crammed into this street.

"Weapon system, normal. Vortex engine, it's normal, and the fuel rod, it's normal!" Jiang Chen had a headache retrieving the data in the digital helmet. Although he had experienced power armor in the virtual reality system a few times, and he had also worn the real guy a few times yesterday to get acquainted with it, the feeling of being locked in an "iron box" always made him feel weird.

Painted black, sturdy and lightweight, streamlined C-shaped plastic steel armor (not modern PVC profiles), triangular revolver mount on the right-hand side wall, and a tactical rifle hanging from the waist, almost armed to the teeth.

It looks really cool, but it's unexpectedly troublesome to wear

Sun Jiao glanced at Jiang Chen with some concern, then took a deep breath and waved her hand at the sentry on the wall.

The sentry saluted quickly, then sped to the high-flipped machine gun position.

This operation was commanded by Sun Jiao as the squad.

"Prepare 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!" shouted the eight Power Armor warriors behind him in unison, then turned off the visor of the helmet.

"Open the door!" Sun Jiao shouted to the combatant next to her, gesturing, and then closed the mask as well.

The steel gates slowly rose, and the zombies looked at the gap here as if they had smelled the fragrance of food.

Da Da !

"Call me!"

The machine guns on the two towers had begun to vent their ammunition, and the orange flames tore through the zombies, breaking the already broken bodies into pieces. However, it was only a drop in the bucket, and the sea of corpses still howled and rushed towards the gate.

"Charge!"

Wearing power armor, the crowd protected the assault infantry vehicle in the center in a sharp formation, and fiercely carved a gap in the zombie encirclement network. The stump with missing arms and legs swayed on the ground, and as long as the brain was intact, the zombie would not really die.

However, at the moment, there was no time to replenish the guns of these guys, under the cover of fixed machine guns and vehicle-mounted machine guns, the fighters in power armor carried the armor of their left arm, and the revolver machine gun in their right hand sprayed fire snakes. Like a torrent of steel, it ran straight over the corpse of the living dead.

Through the steel, the viscous feeling of flesh and blood coming from the soles of his feet made Jiang Chen feel a churning in his stomach. However, for those hideous zombies, he looked down on them a lot.

They are no longer human.

Some are not even born human.

When the sturdy front armor crashes into the zombie that is trying to bite him, the prowess of technology is highlighted. Two pairs of vortex engines on the back, waist and shoulders shoot out a dark blue arc of light. Letting those zombies gnaw uselessly on the cold armor, Jiang Chen gradually pushed the output power to the maximum, maintained a 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 can't scratch through the steel armor, if they are allowed to gather together to form an absolute numerical superiority, there is no pressure to squeeze the armor out of shape and overturn the vehicle.

Even if they have an absolute advantage in equipment, no one dares to be careless and use firepower to "evacuate" the tide of corpses.

However, zombies can't be killed, even if all the bullets in the base are empty. All they need to do is break out, not waste ammunition on these dead things.

The zombies that passed through the gap crashed into the front armor of the Raider infantry vehicle and were directly crushed to the ground, leaving a hideous bloody trail on the ground with the heavy tires. The 20mm cannon on the roof of the carriage spewed fiery snakes, and orange-red ballistics either exploded or broke the waist of the emaciated body.

In the end, the whole team forcibly tore a gap in the zombie encirclement, ran over the twitching stumps, and rushed out of the zombie-filled street.

"How it feels. From the private channel, Sun Jiao's voice was a little concerned.

"It's okay" Jiang Chen took a few deep breaths in a row, slightly stabilizing the restless heartbeat in his chest.

Turning off the minigun in their right hand, everyone pulled out their tactical rifles on their waists, and they no longer needed to maintain a high density of firepower after they had broken out of the encirclement.

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

"What the hell is this. ”

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

"Roger. ”

"There are no xenoreactions within a 500 meter radius. ”

The flurry of reports made the public channel seem a little confused for a while.

Normally, a sudden drop in zombie density could only be a case in which there was some particularly powerful xenomorph nearby. Although zombies hunt all living creatures, the main prey is still living creatures whose life energy is close to that of humans. If you come across a monster with hundreds of subcrystals at every turn, or a place like a henzoe of a different species, the zombie will still unconsciously move in the direction away from it.

But this is obviously not a normal situation. Not to mention xenomorphs, you can't even see a mutant cockroach on the street.

Tattered billboards, haphazard abandoned cars

They became the only living creatures on the street.

Shaking off the slimy blood stains on the armor of his left arm, looking at the empty street, Jiang Chen's face showed a strange expression.

This sense of foreboding grew stronger.