Chapter 208: Heavy Metal John

Faced with the threat of force from Heavy Metal John's subordinates, Lin Zaishan instantly judged the situation clearly: his strength had only recovered to about thirty percent of the original, and the other party had ambushed snipers in nearby buildings in addition to this 4-person joint control mecha, as long as he made the slightest move, the other party would definitely fire with all his might, even if he was spared, the survivors who followed him to land were probably going to suffer heavy casualties.

"Let's choose the first one." Lin Zaishan replied loudly.

"Good, you made the right choice." The 4 people jointly controlled the personnel inside the mecha, "Follow us to the base, don't try to make any small moves on the way, otherwise what awaits you will be a tragic death." ”

A motorcycle sprang out of the corner, riding two heavily armed mechs with assault rifles on their backs and a thunderbolt in their waists, and the mechs sitting in the back seat were holding small submachine guns in their hands.

The motorcycle slowly led the way in front, Lin Zaishan and the survivors of the island followed, and the four-person joint control mecha was attached to the rear to watch.

The team traveled a short distance when a bridge appeared in front of them. There are dozens of zombies blocking the bridge, all of which are between level 3-5.

Lin Zaishan hurriedly motioned to the survivors to squat down and look for concealment.

“Fuck！ These zombies had apparently just wandered here, and the two of us couldn't settle it out. The rider stopped the motorcycle and said to his companion.

"Let the Grim Reaper harvest them." The rider's companion turned on the communicator, "Grim Reaper No. 4, I'm Guide No. 11, more than 30 level 3-5 zombies appear on the bridge in front of me, ask for support." ”

"Got it, Lunchi and Getter are idle, and this little errand of abusing vegetables is just to refresh them."

The Grim Reaper mecha strode to the bridge, and the zombies on the bridge were immediately alarmed and pounced together.

"Poof", the Reaper mecha spat out fierce flames, burning all the small group of corpses in only 3 seconds, and then punching and kicking, destroying them in less than 5 seconds.

"I'll go! The Reaper mecha is very powerful! Lin Zaishan secretly exclaimed. He weighed and compared the Grim Reaper mecha in front of him with the meat grinder used by the Dreadnought team in the new provincial city, and believed that the former's combat power might be 2-3 times that of the latter.

The four crew members who control this Reaper mecha are very skilled in working with each other, including 2 who control the weapon system, 1 who controls the mecha's marching system, and finally 1 who operates the communication and reconnaissance system. The Reaper's weapon system consists of 4 heavy machine guns, 2 flamethrowers, 2 grenade launchers, and 2 extra mechanical arms. It can breathe fire to launch a low-noise group attack on the corpse group, can also use bullet rain to block remotely, and can also use fists and feet to fight at close range, which can be suitable for combat needs on various occasions.

Motorcycles guide the procession onwards. The survivors of the island were horrified as they looked at the scorching corpses that had fallen to the ground, still burning, and emitting a scorching stench. Caroline kept scratching the cross on her chest; Joanna clutched Susan's arm; Will vomits on Jimmy's body.

Only Lin Zaishan was accustomed to seeing such bloody, disgusting and terrifying scenes, and passed the bridgehead as if nothing had happened. Suddenly, he noticed that someone seemed to be watching him from behind, and hurriedly turned around to see a crew member in the Grim Reaper mecha staring at him with great interest, hurriedly pretending to be as timid as a mouse, and deliberately stumbled and fell.

The crew member who was concerned about Lin Zaishan laughed and scolded "waste" and lost interest in him.

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After marching for an hour or so, they eliminated hundreds of low-level zombies, bypassed tens of thousands of mass corpses, and finally arrived at a neighborhood full of fortifications that had been transformed into a castle complex. Rooftops, windows, watchtowers, and the ground lurk with armed men, armed with heavy machine guns, sniper rifles, small artillery, and rocket launchers. Four heavy cranes stretched out their huge arms in mid-air, each suspended from a sturdy metal cabin or heavy objects, and there were also personnel holding weapons in the metal cabin tens of meters high, which was high enough to take in the nearby area for several kilometers.

"The vision is good, but it is easy to attract the attack of mutant birds." Lin Zaishan thought secretly.

The so-called Cao Cao Cao arrived, and more than a dozen big birds suddenly swooped down from the clouds. The castle was alarmed, and more men poured out of their hideouts to their defensive positions; The four-man mech escorting the survivors of the island quickly moved its position, looking for an angle to shoot at the air. Lin Zaishan calmly observed the fortress's defenses, especially the several metal pods in mid-air, as the island survivors fell into panic again.

"Bang bang", several metal cabins opened fire at the same time, but instead of shells or bullets, large clouds of smoke were fired. The smoke obscured the ground in the blink of an eye, and of course blocked the bird's view. With his keen sense of perception, Lin Zaishan discovered that smoke contains specific components that can dull the perception of birds and cause hallucinations.

After inhaling the smoke, the sudden giant birds rose in terror and fled westward.

"It seems that the technological level of this force is not low, no wonder they can survive and live happily in such a treacherous environment in Los Angeles." Lin Zaishan looked left and right, and in order to avoid being noticed, he had to pretend to be clumsy and panicked like a drama spirit from time to time.

Artificial barriers were opened, and the survivors of the island passed through a small alley no more than 2 meters wide and 50 meters long, flanked by sturdy high walls and black holes, and entered a basement with an area of about 400 square meters through a steel gate guarded by two mechs.

In the middle of the basement is a 2-meter-deep wet trench, above which hangs several dazzling lights, which appear to be crystal energy lamps. Above the trench, several mechs armed with guns or faucets are eyeing the island survivors in the trench.

"Everyone, take off your clothes!" The mechs on the trench commanded.

The survivors of the island were stunned, and in the hearts of many of them, they may have lost their freedom and low status, but the only shabby clothes on their bodies represented the last of their dignity, and it was an absolute shame to take off their clothes in full view, especially for the 12 women among them.

"I repeat, take off your clothes! Those who do not comply are to be executed on the spot and disposed of in septic tanks. Do you want to live or do you want to be maggots? The voice of the man in the trench was majestic and contemptuous, as if he were looking at a herd of pigs to be slaughtered.

After hearing the sound of the bolt being pulled apart, the survivors of the island did not hesitate any longer, took off their shabby clothes that represented their dignity, and stood naked in the trench, some of them still guarding the vital points with their hands - except for Lin Zaishan and Caroline, who did not move.

"Who do you think you are, this beautiful lady?" The mecha officer pointed his gun at Caroline, "To tell you the truth, in our eyes you are not even as good as a pig, so please don't cherish yourself, quickly throw away your tattered body, and reveal your 'truth'." ”

Caroline sobbed and trembled as she stripped off the last of her shirt, revealing a near-perfect carcass.

The mecha personnel on the trench let out a surprised "hooligan whistle": "Ha, I take back the half sentence just now, this skin is really good, and there should be a great chance that it will be collected by John as a work of art." He pointed his gun at Lin Zaishan and said, "Asian monkey, why don't you take off your clothes?" ”

A mecha officer next to him said, "I bet it must be because his peanut seedlings are relatively weak." ”

The crowd in the trench burst into laughter.

Lin Zaishan sighed, until his strength was restored, it was difficult to be sure that these militants who had bullied him would be safely pacified. Since he is powerless to change, he has to give in for the time being, and he will keep this humiliation in his account, and one day let them repay it. He reluctantly took off his clothes.

"Ha, this Asian monkey isn't as weak as you think." A mech officer teased his companion.

"If you look at his pectoralis major, deltoid, biceps and latissimus dorsi, it's just malnutrition. I'm willing to bet that this poor Asian monkey either didn't eat milk as a kid or didn't eat meat after the end of the world. ”

The mecha personnel laughed at Lin Zaishan again. Lin stood with his hands hanging down in the mountain, unmoved.

"It's time to take a shower!" The mechs turned on the faucets, and a strong jet of water sprayed onto the bodies of the people in the trench. "Trash, accept the baptism of heavy metal John upon you. From this day onwards, you will have a new life. No matter who you have been or what you have been through, from this day forward, you are all slaves of Heavy Metal John, until you die! ”

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Out of the basement, there was another door control, and two mechs took clean coarse cloth clothes and distributed them to the survivors of the island.

"This outfit is your uniform, with your number on it. As of today, you don't have names, and it's better to forget your names. Your only title is the number on the chest of your clothes. I would like to emphasize that in most cases you only have this set of clothes to wear, and you have to clean yourself if it is dirty, and repair it yourself if it is broken. In addition, you are not allowed to change your number, you are not allowed to exchange clothes, and once you are found out, it will be dealt with as fraud, and then you will face a life and death test that you will regret. ”

Everyone scrambled to get dressed. Will's clothes were not the right size, and he couldn't cover his stomach at all, and he had to pick and choose, and was knocked to the ground by the staff with electricity-shock-gun, and then kicked a few times.

Lin Zaishan found a well-fitting dress, he noticed that his number was 1051, and other people's numbers were connected to his own, "Could it be that the number of slaves of Heavy Metal John is already more than 1,000?" ”

A mecha officer pointed the electric stun gun at Lin Zaishan and asked, "Tell me who you are?" ”

"My name is Lin Zaishan, and everyone who shouts calls me Zha Lin."

"Wrong!" The mecha man stabbed Lin Zaishan with an electric shock gun, and the latter immediately fell to the ground. "As I warned you earlier, you don't have names, only numbers! Anyone who forgets or loses their number can die. ”

Everyone was so frightened that they hurriedly recited their numbers.

The mecha officer bent down and pointed the electric shock-gun at Lin Zaishan again and asked, "Asian monkey, do you remember who you are?" ”

Lin Zaishan smiled: "I'm sorry, my hearing and memory are not good, I have forgotten." ”

"Then let's give you another impression!" The mech was more than happy to use an electric shock gun to poke Lin Zai in the mountain a few times.

"Thanks, I'm 1051." Lin Zaishan, who had come slowly, replied.

The mecha personnel were satisfied and waved their hands to let them go. Lin Zaishan was also satisfied, he suddenly found that his electric shock ability was activated when he was electrocuted just now, limited by the current overall low life energy, his electric shock ability is very powerful, but he can do many things that ordinary people can't imagine. This is a great joy, which means that his chances of survival in this cruel environment have been greatly improved, so he does not hesitate to play stupid in exchange for electric shock punishment again to strengthen this ability.

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On the other side of the gated side, two staff members were tasked with measuring the survivors' physical form and biochemical indicators, asking them about their strengths, and then logging the information into their computers, while also taking pictures of them with their cameras.

"1050, Caucasian, male, height 1.78 meters, weight 125 kilograms. It's been so long since the end of the world, and there are people who still maintain such a plump body, it's really a master of the rice country! The staff member in charge of the measurement looked at Will's data and teased, then took out a thick needle and sucked a tube of blood from him.

Will protested, "Please be careful! How can needles and syringes be reused? You're going to infect me with AIDS! ”

The staff member scoffed: "Fat guy, it's your luck to be able to die of AIDS instead of corpse poison in this era!" ”

Caroline interjected, "I'm a doctor, and it's very unhygienic for you to reuse disposable medical tools like this. ”

"Ah, doctor?" The staff member in charge of logging in hurriedly entered this information into the computer and asked, "What university did you graduate from, what kind of education, and what kind of doctor are you?" ”

"Harvard Medical School, M.D., Cardiac Surgery."

"Excellent! You'll be given a surgical test right away, and if you can pass it, you'll be promoted from a slave to a staff member. Replace the next one! Caroline was spared a blood draw and was taken away.

The staff then asked Will, "What are your specialties?" ”

"I'm so good at eating 30 hot dogs in one meal."

"We don't need foodies, but if you're willing, I'm sure there will be plenty of strong men willing to provide big, thick 'hot dogs' for you to eat in the future." The staff member in charge of drawing blood laughed.

Will was shocked and hurriedly said, "I was a student at the University of California before the end of the world, and I majored in economics. ”

"A top student in economics at the University of California? Unfortunately, we don't need it. Maybe the zombies can use it, after all, they are large in number, have little food, and need to be resourced, haha! ”

Will hastened to add: "I was the president of the esports club at school, and I was good at gunplay games; I also clean, mop the floor, and do the laundry. ”

"Then assign it to the cleaning department." The staff logged Will's information to the computer, and the latter breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Zaishan was called to the test bench.

"1051, Asian, male, 1.82 meters tall, weighing 55 kilograms, ha, how can there be such a thin person? Sure enough, it's an Asian monkey! ”

A thick needle pierced Lin Zaishan's veins, and he immediately detected five different viruses, including a terrifying venereal virus before the end of the world, but it was not AIDS. His plant abilities were immediately activated, destroying all of these viruses.

"1051, what are your specialties?" The staff asked coldly, "Don't tell me you know Chinese kung fu." ”

"I do know Chinese kung fu, but I guess in this environment, you are unlikely to give me a chance to show it."

"Are you challenging my patience and intelligence?"

"My specialty is Chinese food. I am an experienced chef. ”

"You'd better think about whether there are any other specialties, we just ate a chef who failed to cook yesterday and he claims to be good at Thai food."

"Otherwise, I'm good at repairing cars and pipes, and I know a little bit about wires and electrical appliances."

"Oh?" The staff asked with interest, "Do you have claustrophobia?" ”

Lin Zaishan shook his head.

"Are you afraid of the dark, then? Afraid of heights? Afraid of slimy bugs and rats? ”

"Don't be afraid." Lin Zaishan replied affirmatively.

"Congratulations 1051, you've just secured a scarce job – a plumber. The salary is absolutely generous, with a weekly salary of 6 days off and 1,20 rounds of ammunition per week, two meals a day in the morning and evening, living in a second-class slave house for 4 people/room, and enjoying 1 physical examination and 1 uniform cleaning per week. ”

"That sounds good, and I'll accept the position." Lin Zaishan readily agreed.

The staff member who entered the information into the computer raised his right hand to his forehead and said to Lin Zaishan: "Please allow me to salute you." ”

"Why?" Lin Zaishan was a little puzzled.

"Because there's a 95% chance you're going to die in the mouth of a rat trying to fix those damn lines. The effectiveness of your work is directly related to the basic livelihood issue of whether the people in this post-apocalyptic castle have a smooth and pleasant stool. Be proud of yourself. ”

Lin Zaishan shrugged helplessly.

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After leaving the information registration department, the armed men led the group to a courtyard where several armored vehicles were parked, through which was an old, multi-storey reinforced marble building that resembled a museum, and through a gate with two mechs handles, into a richly decorated and beautiful hall with multiple crystal energy lamps suspended, at the end of the hall was a staircase, above which was a high platform on which an empty luxury seat was placed.

A civilian appeared and said to the crowd: "You are about to meet the great heavy metal John, the owner of this castle, the creator of the miracles of the end times, and the leader of the survivors of Los Angeles." Please be quiet, do not make loud noises, do not speak without asking questions, and do not move around. Violators will be punished with heavy fines and even death. Did you all hear that? ”

Everyone agreed: "I heard it." ”

"Well, one more thing, you are to bow down as John comes in and when he leaves, and respectfully shout salute to Heavy Metal John!"

At this time, a sexy, scantily clad maid appears and reminds, "Heavy metal John has arrived!" Immediately the people stood upright and looked up at the high platform.

A black man who was only about 1.3 meters tall and looked like a baby but had an adult face stepped out with comical steps and swaggered into a luxurious seat. He was followed by a man in a robe and hood with his face covered.

"Hats off to Heavy Metal John!" The civilian shouted in fear.

"Who is this little kid-like dwarf?" Marianne asked curiously.

Her voice was not loud, but it was clear in the quiet of the hall.

The little man in the plush seat was the first to notice where Marianne was, and he suddenly blew into Marianne's body, and the air flow actually pierced Marianne's chest like a bullet and pierced her heart.

Marianne immediately fell to the ground, exhausted.

"Ahh Everyone exclaimed in unison, and their gaze at the little man on the luxurious seat changed instantly.

Lin Zaishan couldn't help but be secretly frightened, with his current strength, it was difficult to resist the little man's sharp blow just now. At the same time, he also felt very sorry for Marianne, who persevered for so long, overcame many hardships, and finally died because of a casual joke.

John said in a strong heavy metal voice, "I know what you're thinking right now. You must be very unconvinced, very indignant, and think that you should not be treated like slaves. Frankly, I sympathize with you, too, but I despise you more than I sympathize. I want to warn you, if you feel that your present position is unfair and your days are hard, then I want to congratulate you, because you are blessed, and in the days to come, you will find yourself more humble, and your days will be even harder. Every day you live is to die without dignity, you live as a piece of, dirty, sloppy, stinking, and after death you are a maggot. You have no freedom, no happiness, no family affection, no friendship, no civil rights, only a dead end! ”

Heavy Metal John continued in his characteristic voice and intonation: "But if you serve me religiously, I will see it, and I will give you a tenth, one hundredth, or even a thousand chances, and as long as you work hard and are faithful and reliable, you may be rewarded and promoted, and you may be freed from the situation of lowly slaves, and like those around me, enjoy beautiful clothes, live in large and comfortable houses, and even receive heroic courtesy." I advise you, if you are smart enough, to take advantage of every opportunity I give you. ”

John added: "Of course, if you want to die, we will also be generous to you. I'm sure my faithful, conscientious deployers have invented at least 100 ways to kill you, and the curious are welcome to try it. ”

Satisfied with the respectful and frightened expressions of the crowd, he changed the subject: "Now I ask an important question: Who among you is the Chosen One?" ”

The survivors looked at each other. John pointed at Fat Will and said, "Are you the Chosen One?" ”

Will replied, "My mom thinks I'm a gift from God, but my dad thinks I'm a natural loser." ”

John laughed, then changed his face and asked Lin Zaishan majestically: "That Asian monkey, are you the chosen one?" "John's mouth has changed to an O-shape, and it looks like he's going to launch a sonic attack at any moment.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Zaishan, and the people close to him involuntarily moved to the side.