In fact, Nantes was tempted to run over and grab the Overseer by the collar, shoot and torture him about his father. For the first time in 22 years, he had such close contact with information about his father, such as what he was doing, whether he was still alive, what kind of person he was, and so on.

But reason told him that he couldn't do that, because the Overseers didn't have time to ask questions about Nantes' father because of the regimental commander's impatient interruption at the trial, and if Nantes asked him about his father's affairs, it would reveal the secret of what he had heard before.

How did Nantes know that the Overseers knew about his father when he was locked up in confinement without taking a single step? There are only two results of this, either Nantes's special skills are exposed, or Zhang Yang becomes a suspect in the tip-off.

So Nantes could only put his arm on the shoulders of the "manager" and was extremely restrained in not looking back.

They walked as fast as they could, the others went straight to the squad barracks, and the pests ran to the repair shop. Their alloy armor had already been tattered after several battles, and after returning to the base, logistics personnel brought it in for repair, but the time was too short, and it was basically just dismantled.

Nantes found his dirty golden baby, took off his helmet and put it on first, he needed to know the battle situation, the video conference of the leader of the dreadnought regiment had already started for a while, the regiment commander was still making a mobilization speech, and the information of the mutant army was flashing in the upper right corner of the screen.

Nantes didn't care what the head of the regiment said, and concentrated on studying the information, which had been shared in the team channel for the first time, but the others didn't have time to read it.

Lao Ma had just found his spare alloy armor, because the previous one was completely broken and left on the battlefield, his one was brand new, with all the weapons and equipment, but it was not loaded, and his Gatling Vulcan cannon was a big eater, so he was rummaging through the cabinets to find a suitable ammunition box.

The "chief manager" is so busy that his feet do not touch the ground, and there is a robotic arm on each maintenance station, and he only needs to input a specific program to achieve automatic assembly, but he has to work 6 units alone, and the workload can be imagined.

Everyone else was looking for weapons and corresponding various combat modules, their alloy armor was almost naked and back, and all the warheads were detained in the dungeon by Liu Dazhi's goose-plucking guy.

Nantes glanced up at the group, her lips moved, but she didn't say anything, and she lowered her head to study the information again.

The satellite broadcast the movements of the mutant army in real time, and the conscientious staff officer on duty discovered their movements in advance, judged that they were going to attack the base, and notified the regiment commander in advance of the military court, which left time for the dreadnought regiment to prepare.

Now that they have crossed the lines of the Friendship Square and the Intercontinental Hotel, they are flocking to Dashun Harbor like dense ants. It is estimated that there are more than 1 million, of which there are more than 100,000 arrows at the front.

Dashun Harbor is a peninsula shape that sticks out to the sea, and the dreadnought regiment has long had a battle plan.

The first line of defense is to deter the enemy from carrying out heavy firepower strikes from the sea in the open space outside the base. There is nothing new in this scene, and the effect will not be as perfect as everyone expected. Because the attacks of large-caliber artillery and missiles are not endless, the mutants are constantly in the millions.

The second line of defense was two high walls, and more than 300 alloy soldiers in the whole regiment used the cover of the high walls to block the enemy.

The third line of defense is the barracks. Most of the baggage had been removed in advance, and the remaining barracks were lined up in a Y-shape one by one, and the pier leading to the ships had been replaced with a bell mouth that could not be opened.

If the second line of defense cannot be held, they will decisively abandon their positions and go to the ships at sea to make another plan. For the past 3 years, the mentally retarded mutants have been unable to break through the isolation of the sea, so the Dreadnought has always been in a dominant position to attack, retreat and defend.

"Our goal is to wipe out as many mutants as possible, and it's much easier for them to gather now, so I ask you to take care of your lives and not make unnecessary sacrifices. If you lose the position, you will lose it, and next time you will regain it by raising your spirit! ”

The end of the pre-war mobilization of the regiment commander can be said to be unimposing, but everyone was happy and walked towards the second line of defense with a grin.

The old horse "clicked" to fill the bullets, and after hearing the battle order, his face was relaxed, he took out the half cigar and put it in his mouth, patted the barrel of the gun and said to Nantes: "Hehe, come to fire!" This time, Lao Tzu wants to have a good time! ”

Nantes took out a gilded lion-headed lighter and threw it over: "Don't make trouble, let's not go to the second wall!" ”

The old horse was stunned for a moment with his cigar in his mouth, not knowing what he was thinking, and did not light the fire. Instead, he threw the lighter back, frowned, and said, "Why, don't you shoot the ready-made live targets?" ”

"I have a bad feeling that there is danger in the fleet behind......"

At this time, the busy "manager" poked his head out of the control room and asked Nantes with a serious face: "Is it your intuition?" ”

"Well, it's not, it's not, it's just a kind of uneasiness anyway."

"Then I believe you, it's better for us to go to the docks!" The "Governor's" instincts for Nantes had reached the point of superstition, and the first to respond unconditionally and supportively.

"What are you kidding, these walking dead are still very learned, and they will outflank and sneak attack?" Liu Lang, who was still wearing a gas mask, was a little unconvinced. He tightened his magazine, and before the alloy armor could be repaired, he was about to go to war. Behind him was a small trailer with ammunition boxes also stocked.

Nantes took off the mask in the past: "If Zhang Yang is not there, you will be disobedient, right?" ”

As soon as Zhang Yang was mentioned, the others stopped talking, and they were busy with the things at hand, because the base alarm was loud, but he hadn't appeared until now, maybe this guy had already returned to Easter Island on a supply ship.

"Second Master" raised his own heavy sniper, stared at the magnification calibration and said: "This is also good, he has always hoped to engage in scientific research, if he can really choke the lifeblood of the virus and determine that mutants will not reproduce, it will also be a great achievement for humans and us, at least we don't have to fight all over the world anymore, just wait for the mutants to die by themselves!" ”

"I don't believe it! He said he was going to take me with him! Liu Lang suddenly broke out, so emotional that he kicked the small trailer over.

"I'm going to look for him, he must still be here, maybe he has been locked up and not brought to court-martial!" The guy paced a few steps in dispossession, and suddenly had a direction and walked outside as hoped.

"Do you know where the Overseers live? You go over there and look for it...... Nantes finally didn't hold back, and pointed out the direction, he also hoped that Zhang Yang didn't leave, but was trapped somewhere.

Outside the repair workshop, the logistics personnel were busy, transporting some ammunition to the front line, transporting some equipment to the dock, and the most ridiculous thing was the people in the cooking company, in addition to the cooking guys, there were also whole boxes and boxes of fresh vegetables and fruits, everyone had a big burden and a small carryover, no matter how you look at it, they look like fleeing civilians.

The mutants outside are gathering frantically, and the roads, rooftops, and windows of high-rise buildings in the city, wherever they can stay, are densely packed with shaky gray heads.

The mutants gasped and frenzied, pushing and even biting at each other until more and more of their kind on the periphery crushed them into sardine cans. If a shell falls at this time, I am afraid that it will kill hundreds of people.

The satellite captured this scene, but the regiment commander did not give the order, because he was waiting, waiting for the satellite to find the guy in the lead. Nantes had said that the guy might be riding a giant panda with eyes that seemed to be on fire.

On the side of the base, the alloy soldiers were already in position on the first wall, heavy machine guns and artillery of various calibers were aimed at the open space 400 meters ahead, and soon a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood would appear here.

The war is about to break out, and the pests who are waiting for the mechanical arm to repair and assemble the alloy armor have become the most idle people in the entire base. Nantes found a box of inferior cigarettes from a repairman's workstation, and everyone except the "chief manager" was given one cigarette, and even the "second master" took one.

She sat in a cool position on top of stacked ammo boxes and swallowed the fog, and her movements were skillful.

"This woman tastes good!" The old horse spit out a smoke ring, and from his point of view, the center happened to be the beautiful side face of the "second master".