Wang Zhiyuan saw Yang Shixing get off the infantry chariot with his eyebrows tightly locked, pointed to the gas mask on his face and said, "Master Yang has just fought with a large number of Zerg here for a short time, and there are residual infected spores everywhere, so it is safer to wear a gas mask." ”

When the guard next to him heard this, he immediately took out his gas mask and helped Yang Shixing put it on. Yang Shixing walked over and shook hands with Wang Zhiyuan, and said a lot of words of thanks.

Wang Zhiyuan nodded and said, "Even if I go to the underground combat readiness warehouse with you, I must wait until after dawn tomorrow." Yang Shixing said with some dissatisfaction: "Lin Hai~ and more than thirty other soldiers are trapped underground, and their lives can't afford to wait for a night." ”

Wang Zhiyuan turned around and pointed to the large number of Zerg corpses around him and said: "Now that the boss of the Zerg here has been exterminated, the local animals that were suppressed in the past have not taken the opportunity to occupy the territory, so let's think about how not to be driven back by ants and cockroaches tonight." ”

When Yang Shixing heard this, he also agreed in his heart, and immediately notified the camp to transfer the two main battle tanks that had just been repaired. Yang Shixing and Wang Zhiyuan determined the time to enter the underground warehouse for search and rescue tomorrow, and ordered the supply convoy to leave a truckload and a half of ammunition, which could be regarded as clearing the ammunition for the mercenary battle in front with Wang Zhiyuan.

Wang Zhiyuan returned to the tank cab and operated the robotic arm to help Robot No. 5 and Kaba move the ammunition that had been replenished by the half of the car into the storage compartment of the tank tail compartment and the maintenance compartment of the armored RV respectively.

With the remaining truckload of ammunition, Wang Zhiyuan decided not to use it and drove away with the truck when he left.

Sitting in front of the bridge, Wang Zhiyuan opened the tank repair interface, and basically the external armor and seat of the turret were damaged, and it took more than five hours to join the progress bar of the repair list.

I opened the ammunition printing interface and checked that the 150 mm shells were almost gone, and the 30 mm shells and 12.7 mm tracer rounds were also used. Wang Zhiyuan supplemented the list according to the previous ammunition configuration, and added 10 additional 30-round boxes of 12-gauge shotguns, M24 grenades and incendiary bombs to add 20 each.

After a burst of fierce operation, Wang Zhiyuan used only a quarter of the ammunition of various calibers that had just been moved into the storage compartment. Wang Zhiyuan sat in front of the bridge, comparing the consumption of combat ammunition again and again.

As time went on, the scale of the battle against the alien zerg grew, and the number of local species mutated due to fungal infections also increased, and the ammunition and materials consumed in each battle increased correspondingly. If you want to run rampant in this last world with a tank, you will find it more and more impossible.

Extinguishing the cigarette butt in his hand, Wang Zhiyuan turned off the screen on the bridge, and Cortana calculated a mathematical model of the population size of the Zerg in a year. He lowered his neck and said, "Cortana~ According to your calculations, the Zerg will soon become invincible. ”

Cortana opened the three-dimensional battle sand table in Xiaohe Bay today, and said with some heaviness: "Today's attack on this unfinished hive cannot be won by relying on your tank and armored vehicle to run out all the ammunition.

What's more, with the passage of time, the number of a single insect swarm will enter a terrifying number, and the local characteristics of each Zerg species encountered are obviously evolving in the weapons against the Earth environment and humans. ”

Wang Zhiyuan said helplessly: "I will come here today first~ There is no good way for the time being, and I can only take one step at a time in the future." ”

At night, all vehicles in Xiaohewan were divided into four sides, and Wang Zhiyuan parked in the direction of the relatively safe survivors' camp on the grounds that the vehicles needed to be repaired.

After arranging the things in the tank, Wang Zhiyuan returned to the RV and sat on the bed, Xia Lingyun asked with some worry: "Are you going to the underground warehouse tomorrow?" ”

Wang Zhiyuan lowered his head and kissed her forehead and said, "Otherwise? After all, we are all still human beings, and there are many people in the camp who need to eat. Truckloads of food are enough for us for a long time, and the densely populated areas of the city are becoming more and more dangerous. There is also less and less food to scavenge, and most supermarket food stations should have become insect nests by now. ”

The next morning, Wang Zhiyuan felt a smell of milk and bread in his nose in his sleep. Sniffing his nose, this dream is still very real, and when he opened his eyes in a daze, he saw that Xia Lingyun was standing by the induction stove wearing a T-shirt from the chariot world.

The black was scattered on his shoulders, and a pair of long white jade-like legs were revealed under the black T-shirt, and when he heard Wang Zhiyuan's voice, he turned around and smiled and said, "Brother Zhiyuan~ You're awake~ It's okay to have breakfast for a while, you go wash first." ”

Wang Zhiyuan looked a little distracted, swallowed his saliva, and ran to the bathroom to wash up briefly. ran over and hugged Xia Lingyun from behind, kissed her on the neck and said, "What's the hurry to eat breakfast~ We can have a morning exercise first." ”

Xia Lingyun turned her head and immediately regained her heroic posture as a pilot, pushed Wang Zhiyuan to the dining table and said, "It's a ghost to exercise in the morning~ Battalion Commander Sun's walkie-talkie rang twice half an hour ago. ”

Wang Zhiyuan stroked Xia Lingyun's left leg and asked, "Is your leg completely well?" Xia Lingyun shook her head and said, "How can it be so fast~ Now I can barely walk, and it still hurts even if I make it hard." ”

After breakfast~ Wang Zhiyuan went to the middle to prepare the carriage, put on power armor and took off the black semi-automatic shotgun from the weapon rack on the wall of the carriage. Four 30-round 12-gauge soft Niren boxes were hung around his waist, six 12-gauge shotgun boxes were stuffed into a hiking bag, and eight M24 grenades and eight incendiary grenades were stuffed each.

Got out of the armored RV, called out Robot No. 5, who was guarding the roof of the car with an M2 heavy machine gun, and sat on the roof of the tail compartment of Sun Desheng's infantry chariot. The two infantry chariots drove to the agricultural machinery maintenance station of Xiaohewan Farm in a few minutes.

There were a few rusty old machines parked scattered in the small yard, and Sun Desheng asked a few soldiers to open the dilapidated door of a car repair shop. A large chunk of the floor inside has been lifted up by two large hydraulic columns inside, revealing a seven-meter-wide entrance.

On all sides of the platform, there were soldiers with machine guns staring at the entrance like a big black mouth. Turning on the tactical headlamp and holding a semi-automatic shotgun, Wang Zhiyuan was the first to enter, and in the middle of the entrance was a five-meter-wide driveway, with one-meter-wide cement steps along the walls on each side.

The lights shone into the depths, and the faint mist in the passage quickly weakened the brightness of the tactical lights. Less than a hundred meters down the stairs, the smooth concrete walls and stairs were already covered with slippery moss. The sound of heavy footsteps echoed through the dark passage, unable to disperse for a long time, knocking on the tense nerves of everyone in the team.