Five minutes earlier, the Colin squad had broken away from the main convoy behind them.

In view of the severe instability of the hunting environment in the ruins of Zika, whether it is the black and white living corpses, the ghoul race nicknamed the "Douglas tyrants", or even the swamp monsters that float ashore during the high tide season, they all regard each other as prey objects, which can often cause hundreds of large-scale scuffles, and the pre-war man-made buildings and streets are increasingly destroyed to form more intricate dark tunnels. The closer you get to the south, the more dangerous it becomes, and the radiation and uninhabited environment have spawned vines that entangle entire blocks. These blood-colored thorny vines poured down like a torrent of blood have a very simple and well-known name: headhunters.

Two teams of centaurs were separated, and a team of more than twenty people in total removed eight people at once, and it was natural to continue to advance, but in general, considering the squad round, clues of black living corpses had been discovered, and having a living corpse meant that there was prey, in the wasteland food chain, the living corpse was never a top predator, and in the eyes of the ghosts of adult swamp demon species such as the compound eye blood toad, it was only the level of a mouth. Not to mention the swamp monsters that are difficult to deal with with bullets, even the living corpse nests that exist nearby are enough to drink a pot. An armored Humvee may not be able to withstand the tide of black living corpses.

When waiting for the team to come back, the rest of the home team quickly used the Humvee to form two echelons of defense line, although the two armored infantry were silent, but they obeyed the command, lightly put down the surrounding broken walls, as far as possible to open up the open killing distance, the armored infantry is naturally the two rings of the center of gravity of the defense, after carrying the first wave of impact, there will be veterans immediately launched a counter-assault, and strive to kill the leader of the living corpse as soon as possible, and capture the flag! The non-commissioned officer of the convoy received accelerated training in the development of cities and wastelands and law and order from the Military Academy. In the doctrine of the Iron Army, which inherited a considerable part of the regular army before the war, offense is the best defense, and if there are officers in the world who advocate offense more than the Iron Army, they must be students of the same line.

Sitting in a car full of ammunition supplies must not smoke, the master chief chewed cardinal fruit, the juice stained his teeth blood-red, he lay on the car door, he did not have a telescope around his neck but a portable drone remote sensor. The ruins that keep the kilometers clear do not exist, and the naked eye is no match for the elven drone. However, the drone was not designed to provide direct intelligence to the Colin team. Many previous examples have shown that living corpses seem to be very sensitive to the rotor frequency of drones, so that if they don't get close, they will startle snakes.

The master chief inspected the small crow-type hand-thrown drone with slightly raised wings, determined the power level, communication frequency, and return route, and immediately ran a few steps, and sent it with one hand, and the crow went up with the wind, and the propeller behind the main frame rotated rapidly, soaring briskly and circling for a while, and then rising higher and higher, hidden in the sky blue curtain.

"The signal is good, the network is established." The on-board screen next to the Humvee's driver's seat was synchronously transmitted back to the real-time footage, and within a few minutes, the crow rose to a height of a kilometer, and the body sprayed with the Magic Eagle pheromone did not have to worry about the peregrine falcon attack. The Master Chief gave a thumbs up to his shoulder, and after manually controlling the drone to stabilize, he turned on the automatic cruise and let it update the map.

Only a small fraction of the citizens of the city-state who had received three years of compulsory education had a cursory understanding of the astonishing pre-war science and technology, and knew that there were no satellites to provide an overview of the vast majority of the data, and that most of the data could only be reported in the most primitive written form. Storage hard drives? It's impossible, this thing has been out of production for more than 60 years, and the current level of science and technology and industry can support the assembly of military electronic equipment from the Vault Reserve, and the few hard disks that poor Baba only have in the headquarters

Gotta use. The internal LAN is even covered by the Great Lakes, which is full of holes. Deep in the ruins of Zhika, Fort Mill relied entirely on the data network left behind by the nuclear power units below for internal communication, and more than 90 percent of the communication share was also allocated to the 22nd floor of the experimental area. The communication capacity left for this Raven UAV is very low.

The reality is divided into dozens of grid grids, and because of the low-altitude ban, the field troops usually don't rely on the naked eye to distinguish the footage in real time - who told them that they don't have enough computing power? Return to the fort and hand it over to a dedicated technical sergeant to synthesize a quarterly update against the old map. The non-commissioned officer chief was not dissatisfied, after all, in the Mill army, which had a full strength of only three or four thousand men, the Zhika Fort Army had always had the highest priority level of equipment, followed by the United Defense Army, and finally the city army raised by the bitch.

Suddenly, the remote sensing screen on the controller suddenly became noisy, and the master chief hurriedly adjusted the contact signal and found that there was nothing wrong. It was probably a gust of wind, Master Chief thought. The Lake Michigan wind is not very felt, and the altitude of thousands of meters is naturally the same. Soon the picture returned to clarity.

He didn't look up at the crow drone, which had become a small black dot, and at this distance, it was better than nothing. The Master Chief pinched his watch, and the mental arithmetic Colin squad should almost be on fire. At this time, he couldn't ask, and all the communicators were turned on to silence to avoid startling the snake.

So he didn't know that the drone had actually changed its course.

The half-door blocked the Master Chief's body, revealing only his head, and he listened to the rapid explosion of gunfire in the distance for less than ten seconds. The shorter it is, the smoother the firefight. The master chief turned his head to the driver and said: "It's almost the same as the old goat who broke his palm, and you can go back to rest after a few more times, don't you plan to go to the iron head to see more?" ”

However, the driver didn't reply for a long time, and the master chief looked at it for a long time, and suddenly remembered those Hydra unpredictable methods, could it be that he invaded this kid's head and became a puppet? The Master Chief leaned his head and heard a few "meows", a plush tail sticking out of the driver's arms, and waited until the Master Chief patted the back of his head to react, and the convoy lucky object in the driver's arms, a short orange cat, purred and ran into the ammunition box.

"This is the Cat Hunting Squad, please reply when you receive it." The walkie-talkie rang, and the master chief pressed the connect button, motioned to go back and clean up the idiot, holding the carbine in one hand, and said, "Roger, this is a beautiful castle, over." ”

"Cleared, nine black living corpses, no casualties, expected to return in five minutes." Sure enough, good news as always.

The Master Chief was about to instruct the squad to return normally, when a sudden electric current "sizzle" sound pierced his eardrums, he took down the walkie-talkie, cursed and spun a few times, and continued to say after calling back the prototype: "Received, please be vigilant to return, the signal is a little poor, I suggest you come back along the open field." ”

"Holy." Halfway through the walkie-talkie, the master chief slapped down, the hunting cat team also said intermittently, the master chief looked at the wind value and offset value transmitted back by the drone controller suspiciously, they were all within the warning range, so there was no reason for the signal to suddenly be poor. But there are many things in this evil place, and everyone is used to such a bad thing as poor communication.

So Master Chief said, "Turn on your walkie-talkies, don't let the frequencies go away." ”

"The team will follow the arc to the next intersection and meet, and it will end."

"Got it, that's it."

Colin pressed down on his walkie-talkie, turned back to his companion and said, "We'll go back the way we came, and the convoy will be waiting where we are." ”

The squad now consisted of eight people, and the other squad leader wore a very heavy black Alkin riot helmet, which over time came to be nicknamed Iron Head. They received the same message. Spray camouflage pheromones, wipe off the smell of killing the black living corpse, and take the routine antidote just in case, staring at the mutant creatures of the Mill Army, bounty hunters are also lurking, and a Mill military head is worth a lot of money. After paying tuition for several years, the soldiers are all masters of survival.

It was only a ten-minute walk back to the original road, only a few hundred meters. Walking under the Yong wall, the sword forest pointed high at the sky, which made people feel that the sun was burning and panicking. Colin lowered his head, his eyes moist, and he blinked vigorously, wiping the corners of his eyes, and his hands were covered with sweat. He thought viciously in his heart about the summer of dog days, and it was so hot. However, after finishing this month, he can go back to the city to take a turn to rest, and his wife and children in the family area of the military camp have been waiting for him for a whole year.

"Vomit~" The speed of the team's movement slowed down unconsciously, and a soldier suddenly helped his companion to open his mouth and vomit. Colin woke up and waved his hand and shouted, "Doctor! When the words came out of his mouth, he knew that something was wrong and shouted too loudly. But there was no response, and the last support hand of the part-time medic fell silently a few meters behind Colin.

A sense of crisis came rushing wildly. Ambush! Years of instinctive calling for the most reluctant words. Sharp knives slashed in his stomach, and he watched the rest of his companions fall as they walked, and he gasped and crouched, and the heavy third-level head slowly oozed blood, and the iron head finally stopped, choking to death in the helmet he had once relied on to save his life.

Colin trembled his fingers and reached for the walkie-talkie, in the last moments of his life, the veteran was still thinking about sending the attack information back to the home team, but he couldn't touch the call button that was close at hand, and even if he did, he didn't have the strength to press it down.

Corporal Colin, who was only nineteen days away from completing his twenty-two years of service, did not die in the war or encirclement, he died worthless.

The top of the wall was sharpened like a javelin, and a black overcoat overlooked the already annihilated Corin team. The heel of this Hydra slightly supported the needle point, supporting the whole body, and it was nearly noon, but there was not a single shadow to be seen. The Foot Lance he carried on his shoulder showed his remaining abilities, but Hydra would not reveal himself easily, whether before or after the war, if the Mill Army dared to send someone to collect the body, they would not be able to find a single bullet in the corpse.

The black-clothed Hydra closed his eyes, stroked his forehead with two fingers, and the invisible psychic wave spread to the other end.

"Boss, in fact, we have to catch something more awesome to be a lucky pet, car No. 1 and car No. 2 have iguanas, No. 4 and No. 5 are wolf cubs, why do we have a cat in car No. 3?" The Hummer was moving at its lowest speed, and the driver complained that the task was simply like an outing.

The Master Chief glanced at the short-haired cat on the dashboard and said disdainfully, "You know a fart!" In order to catch this purebred cat, Lao Tzu let go of a litter of broken shell demon eagles, where the hell are you going to find such a small cat these days? I don't know! If it weren't for the car, if it was a tank, I'd catch a lake demon and throw it in the tank! ”

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