Robot 5 took the toolbox from the car and put it to the side, and after an hour, the glow-blue particles dispersed, and when the toolbox was opened, there was a tool similar to a blowtorch. Cortana said: "Master Chief, this tool is also the principle of particle stacking, the basic way of working is that you press the green button to absorb some material particles, and then press the blue button to spray the repair particles to the location that needs to be repaired." ”

Wang Zhiyuan took the previous wrench in the toolbox with great interest, pressed the green button, and was irradiated by a stream of green light into a bunch of small light particles and sucked into the spray gun, and then pressed the blue button to start spraying on the hole in the robot No. 5.

After spraying for a while, he watched the particles begin to condense, handed the repair gun to No. 5 and said, "Robot No. 5, you take it for repair, repair the commander's observation scope after repairing, and wait for the tank shells to be printed and put back on the ammunition rack." Robot 5 looked up and winked at the eye and said, "Yes, Master Chief." ”

After Wang Zhiyuan finished arranging, he ate something, shrunk into the bathroom to take a shower, and swore on the bed that he must get a bigger bathroom if he has the conditions in the future. After a day, the rain outside seemed to be a little lighter, and it was less than a third of the way to look at the map, and now it is really dark and fast, and it will be dark after eight o'clock in the evening.

When I got up in the morning, the rain stopped, and the sun that I hadn't seen for a long time looked down on the endless Gobi as if nothing had happened yesterday. The sand strips on both sides of the highway seemed to have grown a lot taller after a rain, and the three cars outside did not leave.

Zhao Danian and several people gathered around the car to cook something in a small pot, and Wang Zhiyuan showed half of his body from the turret and shouted: "I'll leave first." The tank continued along the road, and the survivors followed silently in their cars.

Wang Zhiyuan looked at the convoy behind him and thought: "Follow it, just follow it, anyway, when it's time to separate, it will naturally separate." "From time to time, you can see trucks parked on the side of the road, and the driver is kneeling on the side of the road with a large stack of cash begging to take him.

Wang Zhiyuan is not the kind of cold-blooded young man, but how to bring it? said hello to Zhao Danian in the back: "Looking at the people who don't have white problems on their bodies, you can take what you can bring, whoever can live for a long time will see the creation." "The truck behind didn't stop and take the survivors on the side of the road, who knelt on the ground and kowtowed a thousand thanks.

Along the road, you can occasionally see a few large beetles, Wang Zhiyuan took a gun and fired a few shots to practice marksmanship. On a tank with a speed of 50 kilometers per hour, the hit rate of a 1-meter beetle with a distance of less than 200 meters is worrying, and as long as the submachine gun exceeds 50 meters, even the chitinous back armor of the beetle cannot penetrate with a high probability, and it can be stuffed under the pillow to strengthen a courage.

A short turn along the road, two large green trucks, one in front of which rolled over to block the road, and one behind which surrounded several large long-legged black ants. A large group of black ants lined up to carry bags of rice from the overturned truck to a one-meter-high anthill in the red willow forest on the side of the road.

Wang Zhiyuan stopped the tank and said in his heart: "What kind of world, the ants have run out to rob the road", and changed to the gunner's position and faced the anthill in the red willow forest is a tank gun. The anthill was blown up in dust, and a swarm of ants were blown around by the blast wave. A coaxial machine gun was used to smash a few ants surrounding the large truck, and the remaining large ants were pressed against the side of the road to burst one by one, and the overturned large truck was driven by the side of the turret top. The grain mixed with the sparse ants dragged all the way, Wang Zhiyuan wanted to grab a few bags of rice with a mechanical arm and came in, thinking that it was estimated that it had been contaminated by radiation, so he had to give up.

Walking to a fork in the road, you can already see the projection of the huge satellite dish on the mountain in the distance, the sky is getting darker and darker, and the mountain in front of you is like a pair of giant claws waiting to cross the valley under the projection of the last bit of light.

Wang Zhiyuan parked the tank at the mouth of the valley and thought: "It's dark and I just don't go in, I'm going to kill you rotten worms, and I'll see what moths can jump out of tomorrow in broad daylight." "I went to bed drinking Coke and watched a few episodes of zombie walking, and I felt that it was too easy to hang up in the apocalypse by relying on character in these years, still

It's good to have a tank, and I can't go out and kill me. I couldn't sleep, I ran over and pulled out the M2 heavy machine gun, according to the dismantling diagram, practiced dismantling and passed the time for a while, and stuffed the MP40 submachine gun under the pillow and slept peacefully.

I woke up at eight in the morning and looked closely outside, the sky was overcast again, and a little wind was blowing. The sound of tank tracks echoed through the valley, and from time to time sand and gravel rolled down to the potholed roadside. When he arrived at a gentle slope not far from the observatory, the sand and gravel on the right side of the road were sparsely scattered and rolling down, Wang Zhiyuan rotated the car length observation glass, and he couldn't see the high mountain wall at all due to the elevation angle.

The cat opened the hatch cover with a small crack on the mountain wall, and a worm with many slender legs, about three meters long, similar to a centipede, crawled very quickly along the mountain wall. Frightened, Wang Zhiyuan hurriedly closed the turret hatch and pulled the bolt of the coaxial machine gun, but the elevation angle was not enough to aim at half the height of the mountain wall at most.

Wang Zhiyuan thought that the insects wouldn't be able to bite through the armor for a while anyway, and it didn't matter if they got out of this valley and cleaned it up. I returned to the bridge and pushed the gear to a sharp speed, and as soon as I increased the speed, the car shook, and I saw many legs in the viewing glass. This is the second time that something has jumped on the turret, and it looks like we'll have to figure out some countermeasures.

There was a constant creaking and gnawing sound outside, and it was not a big problem to look at the armor. Towards the end of the gentle slope, the road was full of dead insects, large and small, and the craters on the ground were basically made by small and medium-caliber weapons. As soon as he drove up the small slope, a fierce strafing fire hit the turret, and sparks flew everywhere, and the multi-legged worm that had climbed onto the tank was broken in two and fell.

At the intersection of the observatory, there are machine guns on two guard towers on a concrete wall, a military jeep parked at the door, and two armored personnel carriers are still smoking against the tank's cannons. The ground was littered with broken insect corpses, and a soldier on the watchtower was aiming at the tank with an anti-tank missile, and the one next to him raised his hand. Wang Zhiyuan hurriedly shouted with a megaphone: "Don't fire, I'm not an enemy." ”

The officer-like man waved his hand to let him go, but the soldier carrying the anti-tank missile next to him still did not mean to let go. Wang Zhiyuan had no choice but to slowly drive to the door, load the tank gun with shells, and tell Robot No. 5 that if there was a problem, he would shoot the armored car next to him first.

The officer opened the iron door and walked to the tank and saluted, Wang Zhiyuan showed half of his body and exposed the turret and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm not an enemy, can you let your soldiers put that thing down first." The officer looked at the tank and asked, "Who are you?" What are you doing here? “

Wang Zhiyuan took off his goggles and mask and said: "I am a survivor, and I came here because there was no food on the road, and I wanted to come and find something to eat." The officer waved over to the two soldiers, looked up and said, "We're going to get on board and check." ”