When Zhao Yu climbed out of the chariot, there were already many people in the corridor, all of whom came in through the hole that the "Deathbringer" had directly broken through the outer wall, and Borg was chatting with a mecha infantry on the edge of the corridor, the soldier took off his helmet, and the large scar on his face was very conspicuous, it was Sergeant Doyle, the highest-ranking soldier in this team now.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Yu asked, "Your face ...... Doesn't seem so good? ”

"There's no one in the station." Borg replied, "And the permissions of all the equipment are also locked, and we can only get a small part of the supplies, half less than planned." ”

"No one?"

Doyle said to the side: "We intercepted the order from the 7th Theater of Operations in the control room, and the people from the military station had already gone to the nearby base yesterday to join the other troops. ”

Borg shrugged: "It's understandable, after all, this is just a spare stronghold, now that the seventh theater has surrendered, its role has almost been reduced to 0, and there is little point in arranging people to garrison it." ”

Zhao Yu looked at the two: "So this is an unguarded empty stronghold?" I said how did we break through so easily...... What's next? ”

Doyle pointed to the soldiers who were busy shuttling through the corridors: "This is the only way to do it first, let them collect as many power cores as possible." While it is not possible to directly replace the power armor with full energy, it should be possible to survive to the fifth theater by replacing these cores in rotation - as long as we don't take too many detours. ”

Zhao Yu scratched his face and asked Borg again: "What about us?" Why don't you make some supplies along the way? ”

"Of course, after all, we just lost one of the main guns."

“…… Oh Commander, you remember this! ”

The Deathbringer is still parked in the hallway, one side of the main cannon barrel lying on the hull of the vehicle in a twisted and exploding position. Just as he was storming the stronghold, Sergeant Borg manipulated it almost against the outer wall to come with a shot, which was equivalent to a cannonball exploding at the front of the barrel, and Zhao Yu felt that the loss of only one barrel was simply God blessing - if there really was this old man.

Borg also glanced at the pitiful barrel and crossed his hands on his hips: "Ah, but we don't have a mechanic on our team, so it seems that we can't change the barrel...... Let's see what is left for us in this station. Follow me, old man. ”

"Where?"

"Warehouse, if we're lucky, we'll be able to find ammunition and energy for the tank."

The warehouse of this military station is located underground, and the space is not small, but the materials only occupy one-third of the entire warehouse, and at least half of them are things that are not needed. When Zhao Yu and Borg came here, there were already four or five soldiers in the warehouse to count the supplies and equipment, and two of them were not wearing helmets and only plugged in headsets, and their expressions were not optimistic at all.

"How's it going, is there a catch?"

"Not very well, Sergeant." A first-class soldier raised the mechanical box in his hand, "There is only a batch of power cores left that have not been disassembled, and the preset energy is about one-third." ”

"Better than nothing." Another soldier interjected.

"I can only save it...... Here, old man, see how our luck goes. Borg walked over to the storage space that said "Chariot Only" and lifted the outer veil, "Now the lottery is open...... Damn, what's going on? ”

In front of the two of them were several dilapidated chariots...... It may not be appropriate to say that it is a chariot, but in Zhao Yu's opinion, this is just a pile of broken copper and iron that barely spells out the shape of a chariot.

"Armor plates, engines, propeller shafts...... It's all broken......" Borg circled around the large pile of non-combustible garbage, "it could be put on the scrap list, why do they keep this pile?" ”

Zhao Yu also walked closer, reaching out to touch the chips and scratches left on the steel, he was not a mechanical expert, and he couldn't see any way to these injuries, but an intuition that rose in his heart reminded him that what was in front of him was predicting something...... It seems to be something very important, even bordering on a life-and-death crisis.

"Can this pile of broken iron threaten us?" Zhao Yu was curious, and couldn't help but recall some of the science fiction works he watched back then, such as machines producing intelligence and chasing and killing humans all over the world......

There was a sudden bang on the other side of the warehouse, and Zhao Yu and Borg turned their heads together to find that the floor of the warehouse was slowly sliding open, revealing the entrance of a black hole.

"What's going on?" Borg asked.

"A hidden control panel was discovered, and when it was opened, the door appeared." One soldier said as he walked towards the new entrance, "Strange, how can an ordinary military station have such a setup?" What could be in this? Keynes, can you open the door? ”

"I'm cracking the code." Another soldier replied, "It will take about five minutes." ”

Zhao Yu and Borg both walked over, the door hidden under the floor did not have any signs, and it was also equipped with an ordinary combination lock, but the password key to be entered was not a simple 1-9, but a whole keypad. Now a data cable is extending from the keyboard, connected to the decipher in the soldier's hand outside the door, and the numbers and letters are switched at a dizzying speed.

"Are we going to find some secret arsenal?" Borg kicked the door curiously, "Or do those lords hide a hundred tons of gold here?" ”

"60% progress in code breaking!" Private Cairns, Keynes, waved excitedly, "Faster than expected!" ”

At this moment, Zhao Yu suddenly felt a burst of dizziness, which almost made him unable to even stand on his feet, and by the time he regained consciousness, his face had become pale.

"Old man?" Borg noticed his situation, "Are you alright?" ”

"No...... Don't open this door. Zhao Yu's voice was hoarse, and it was difficult to speak, "Don't open it...... It feels bad! ”

Borg was stunned for a moment, then turned around and slapped his palm on Keynes' hand: "Pause decipherment!" ”

"It's already 89% ......"

"Pause!"

"Okay." Keynes pursed his lips and pressed two buttons, "It's been suspended...... But sir, I remind you that the password is changed instantly, and if it is not deciphered within ten minutes, we will have to do it all over again. ”

"Don't worry, GI." Borg looked back at Zhao Yu, "What did you have a hunch?" ”

"It's not a hunch, it's a ...... I can't say anything either. Zhao Yu swallowed his saliva, looked at the door in front of him, and tried to stand up straight, "I feel the ...... behind the door There is a very terrible killing intent. ”

Not malicious, just pure killing**. Tear everything apart, destroy everything. There is no need for any superfluous emotion, just kill, in the simplest, most direct and efficient way.

Borg pointed to the door with a look of disbelief: "You mean to say that there is a killing machine behind this door?" What kind of secret weapons research room is this reserve station? ”

"I don't know what it is, but I know that if the door is opened, we probably won't be able to escape." Zhao Yu gasped a few times, "My advice is to stay away from this thing." ”

"Okay...... I know. Borg looked at the other soldiers, "Did you hear that?" Now put away your curiosity, forget about this door, and look elsewhere. ”

"He's the legendary mutant?" A soldier looked at Zhao Yu, "The kind with special abilities?" ”

"It's not mutants, it's the oldest batch of old antiques." Zhao Yu was accustomed to such questions, "I am one of the group of twentieth-century antiques that were resurrected by the Buttermins. ”

The soldier showed a sudden expression: "So you have the ability to have a hunch?" ”

"Pretty much."

Although it does sound mysterious, Keynes directly pulled out the data cable: "Okay, just let the monster stay in prison." ”

Zhao Yu was curious: "You can easily accept this matter?" ”

"It's better to believe something that has something to do with aliens." Borg, who replied next to him, "That's one of our guidelines right now. ”

Anyway, Zhao Yu is still glad that everyone accepted his opinion, after all, in the various horror movies he watched back then, the protagonists basically did a lot of things because they didn't listen to people's persuasion and insisted on dying, and in this era, their ability can avoid similar death to the greatest extent, the only premise is trust - it was because of the distrust of their own ability that the team split into two, and I don't know what happened to the other team that left, judging from the previous hunch, their prospects are really dangerous.

As soon as they thought of this, Doyle's voice suddenly sounded in everyone's headphones: "All units speed up, we're leaving!" ”

Several people glanced at each other and walked out of the warehouse, and Borg shouted into the microphone: "What's wrong, there's something new?" ”

"Lieutenant Carrick, they exchanged fire with the pursuers, and the other party was completely extinguished, and they shouldn't be able to hold out for long." Doyle replied, "Lifelink surveillance shows that there are less than ten people alive now!" ”

"You mean we're going to come to the rescue right away?"

"Are you crazy? How could it be in time? Doyle exclaimed, "And it's not safe here, they'll find out we're dividing!" Maybe another pursuing force is about to find us, and we'll need to get out of here at once! ”

Borg glanced back at Zhao Yu, and Zhao Yu smiled bitterly: "It's good to leave early, I'd rather fight with the pursuers than stay here anymore, that door gives me a bad feeling." ”

The group returned to the corridor, the "Death Messenger" had retreated to the outside of the barracks, and the driver Hunter was carrying two large iron cans from the corridor: "Sergeant, old man, just in time, I found two cans of simple power oil and stuffed them into the car!" ”

Borg and Zhao Yu hurriedly went up to help, but Zhao Yu looked at the appearance of this "power oil" with an indescribable sense of disobedience: "Hunter, this thing is called power oil?" ”

"Yes, these two canisters are enough for the Deathbringer to drive for three days...... Questions? ”

Zhao Yu shook his head: "No, I just remembered a thing called a liquefaction tank at our time......

The two chariots were restarted, and this time the mecha infantry who wanted to save energy all climbed onto the spider shell to hitchhike, and for a time the two battle spiders were full of people, quite like the Indian train style of more than a hundred years ago.

Zhao Yu sat in the cockpit and glanced at the military station through the camera again, the feeling of palpitations was still there, and he couldn't help but say to Hunter: "Drive faster, I think the farther away from it, the better." ”

"You're starting to pique my curiosity." Borg snorted, "When the war is over, I'll have to come back and see what the hell is behind the door." ”

"Then you'd better pray that we will survive until the end of the war."

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In the empty barracks warehouse, the door still stood silently, but the characters on the combination lock were beating fast.

Finally, the gate made a "ding" sound.

"The door to the lab has been opened." An emotionless electronic voice echoed in the warehouse, "Repeat, the door of the research room has been opened, please raise the alert level of each unit, please ......"

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After this month, it will probably be back to every three days......