"Are there any members of the 101 project team here? Have you ever met Zhao Feixian or Dr. Lu Tianxing? Meng Chao didn't have time to explain, so he asked bluntly.

Meng Chao has participated in many activities in the Blue Home, and many people here know him and immediately identify themselves.

They are indeed all members of the Blue Homeland who have come to participate in the "Crossing Workshop".

The good news is that Meng Chao's early warning was timely, and most of the crossing experts of the 101 project team fled to the rooftop one step in advance.

There weren't many monsters in the building at that time, and they should have been able to reach the rooftop safely.

These people were the most combative among the participants, or had military service experience, and volunteered to stay behind to buy time for the crossing experts to escape.

For the time being, the 101 project team has not yet fallen into the end of total annihilation.

This made Meng Chao breathe a sigh of relief.

But the next bad news made his heart almost freeze.

"Dr. Lu was captured by the monster."

One of the survivors said helplessly, "At that time, we were escorting Dr. Lu and other crossing experts all the way up, and there were many monsters chasing behind us, so we just fired desperately behind us, but we didn't pay attention to the elevator in the corridor.

"As a result, when Dr. Lu passed by an elevator door, the elevator door suddenly tore open, and dozens of giant praying mantises, spiders, and centipedes came out of it, cutting off our team at once.

"Although we eliminated most of the monsters in time.

Dr. Lu was tied up with slime and spider silk by the other party, and dragged down the elevator shaft.

"We have tested it with flares, this elevator shaft is extremely deep, far beyond the normal height of the King's Landing Hotel, it should be the other party in the underground of the hotel, accurately found the elevator shaft, and directly made a hole.

"The underground situation is unknown, we have to protect the remaining experts, and our own combat effectiveness is also a little insufficient - the real powerhouses have all gone to support the battlefield in the south of the city, so no one dares to go deep into the ground alone, except for Zhao Feixian.

The moment the monster tied up Dr. Lu, he flew and pounced, trying to cut off the monster's silk.

"As a result, I crashed into the elevator shaft with a monster, took a step ahead of Dr. Lu, and fell into the depths of the elevator shaft, and now my life and death are unknown!"

This couldn't be worse news.

At a given time, a brilliant expert can play an irreplaceable role in advancing a technology for decades.

On the other hand, if the expert unfortunately dies, a certain technology will not move for decades until the next genius is born to regain the light of day, which is also a common thing in the field of cutting-edge technology.

And Dragon City will definitely not be able to wait for "decades".

"Could it be that, just like in the previous life, the traversal technology still has to die without a problem?"

Meng Chao took a deep breath and cooled his hot brain slightly.

Things aren't irreparably bad.

The monster didn't kill Dr. Lu Tianxing in the first place, but captured him, why?

Yes, since Dr. Lu is a premier time-traveling expert and the leader of Project 101, his brain must contain unfathomable wisdom and countless secrets that originate from the depths of the Transcendent Tower, the primeval ruins.

If he is a foreign beast, he will not easily kill him if he finally seizes a golden opportunity.

It's so outrageous.

Capture Dr. Lu and hack into his brain to steal or torture the secrets of traversal technology and primeval ruins.

He even used biochemical technology to modulate his brain and squeeze the last drop of Dr. Lu's wisdom.

Only then can we recover all the costs invested in this operation, and we can still make a lot of money.

The survivor told Meng Chao that it had happened five to ten minutes earlier.

Now, Dr. Lu should still be in the underground near the King's Landing Hotel.

Because Meng Chao and Lu Siya mobilized their connections and passed on the news to the outside world in a timely manner, more and more strong people and troops were on their way to come, and the monitoring of the underground was also raised to a level, and it was not easy to quietly transport Dr. Lu out.

Before dawn came, they still had a chance to rescue Dr. Lu.

"Listen, a horde of monsters will be resurrected soon, we must get out of here and go to the rooftop!"

Dr. Lu is important though.

The crossing experts of the other 101 project teams on the rooftop cannot be ignored either.

Otherwise, the hard work to save Dr. Lu has made him a "Commander of the Light Pole", and the traversal technology will probably be in vain.

Thinking of this, Meng Chao directly gave an order.

There are a dozen survivors in the arsenal, and on weekdays, they may all be knowledgeable experts, wealthy people, and seasoned hunters.

At this moment, he obeyed Meng Chao's words.

Hurriedly packed up the remaining guns and ammunition in the arsenal, and was about to run out, when a series of "swish" sounds came from the end of the corridor outside.

This was followed by a shrill hiss, and a low growl.

Deformed and twisted figures emerged from the scarlet glow of the emergency lights.

The appearance of teeth and claws is like the silhouette of a hellish monster.

It's zombies and the undead.

The leading undead creature was the "stitching monster" that Meng Chao had seen, which was made up of seven or eight giant insect corpses.

At this moment, dozens of eyes all over his body bloomed with scarlet light, staring at Meng Chao intently.

Meng Chao felt that his brain was pierced by the gaze of the stitching monster, and his mental index plummeted.

I also sensed that the brain waves of everyone behind me began to be disordered.

Apparently their fears are contagious, turning into "fear bombs".

"Take it easy, it's just a bunch of soul corpses, we can kill them once, we can kill them twice, three times, countless times!"

Meng Chao's heavy drinking made everyone regain their composure.

Thinking that the crossing expert had been safely sent to the rooftop, their hearts were a little settled, and their eyes were full of indomitable murderous aura.

That's right, since you can kill once, you can kill twice, and countless times.

It's a big deal, just like the countless blood-stained pioneers of Dragon City in the past half century, they just died with the monsters.

When human courage resonates.

The "fear bomb" is self-defeating.

Everyone's mental index has returned to the normal range.

"Are there any other exits here?" Meng Chao asked.

There really is one.

The arsenal is located on the fifth floor of the King's Landing Hotel.

It's already very close to the rooftop.

Like many buildings, there is an anti-aircraft position on the hotel's rooftop, with twenty or thirty anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine guns, to protect against flying monsters like Sky Splitter.

This arsenal is responsible for storing and delivering ammunition for anti-aircraft positions.

There is also a small maintenance room next to it, where the usual firearm overhaul and barrel replacement work are completed.

Therefore, there is a special conveying channel between the arsenal and the air defense position.

The survivors had already investigated, and although the passage was very narrow, it was barely enough for one or two humans to climb up at the same time.

They had wanted to follow this passage to the rooftop.

But he was controlled by the "rotting brain worm", indulging in senseless killing, wasting too much time.

"Close the door and go to the rooftop!"

Seeing more and more undead creatures, forming a tide of death, rushing from the end of the corridor, Meng Chao immediately made a decision.

The door of the arsenal is made of all-alloy, at least twenty centimeters thick, comparable to a bank's high-end hedron vault.

Because it is too heavy, there is a slide rail underneath, which rotates by a grip and is opened and closed by a gear set.

The two survivors threw themselves onto the grips and spun desperately with all their might.

The remaining survivors opened fire on the corridor, and more than a dozen lines of fire sealed the entire corridor, and the "stitching monster" led by it was immediately shot to the ground.

Unfortunately, the life forms of undead creatures are very different from ordinary monsters.

To put it simply, they are like a mixture of fungi and microorganisms, just borrowing the corpses of living beings to act as their "armor" and "weapons".

Damage to "armor" and "weapons" does not completely put them to death.

"Woo-yo, woo-woo-woo".

A large number of slender red threads poured out of the wound of the "suture monster", which quickly blocked the wound.

Perhaps because it had lost too many limbs from the bullet, it even swung its blade and pierced a small undead creature next to it, holding the poor creature firmly to its wound.

A large number of slender red threads erupted from the wound, and the small undead creatures were "stitched" onto its body.

This scene made everyone's scalps tingle.

And under continuous firing, the barrel overheated, and the problem of insufficient ammunition was also exposed.

The line of fire is becoming more and more sparse.

It looks like they can't hold off the undead for long.

Under the slowly closing gate, there was a squeaky noise.

No matter how the two survivors shook the crank, the gate never moved.

"The gate is stuck!"

The two lay down to examine for a moment, shouting in despair.

When they entered the arsenal, they also had a skirmish with the monsters.

In addition to the "Brain Rotting Worm" hiding in the shadows, many monsters were shot to pieces by them, and their stumps and broken arms were spread all over the ground.

The corpse of a "golden sickle" fell right outside the gate.

And its hard blades were stuck on the slide under the gate.

Because the body was outside the arsenal.

Only a small amputated limb could be seen from the inside, and it was difficult to get it out.

But now, in front of the undead creatures that crowded the corridors, it was impossible to run outside to clean up the remains of the "Golden Scythe".

This puts the survivors in a very awkward situation.

Because the gate is halfway closed, there is still a maximum of one meter left.

In other words, it is almost impossible to spread out all the fire power left for them, that is, a narrow meter.

The firepower was reduced by half, and the undead creatures, who were not very afraid of bullets in the first place, naturally drove straight in, and when they were about to kill them, they jumped into the arsenal and started a brutal hand-to-hand combat.

If it is said that humans and monsters fight hand-to-hand, there is still a certain chance of winning.

Hand-to-hand combat with the undead is a sure-losing deal - even if you win, you are very likely to be infected with viruses and blood-streaked flowers, and become new undead.

Just when the survivors are in despair-

"Excuse me."

They heard a calm voice behind them.

When I looked back, I saw Meng Chao.

and a "Type 45 heavy double-barreled anti-aircraft machine gun" with a total weight of 225 kg, a rate of fire of 1,200 rounds per second, and a 19.5 mm caliber tungsten core shell, armor-piercing bullets, incendiary bullets, and hedron shells, with bullets thicker than chicken legs and barrels thicker than arms, which can completely tear apart a "Split Sky Eye" in three seconds.