Chapter 881: Suzutone
In order to avoid causing more casualties, after Song Zheng and others rushed to the temporary camp, they didn't look too much and went straight to work. 八?一?Chinese Net? ≥≠≈.≥8=1≤Z=≈.COM
Song Zheng didn't have the slightest reservation, and directly shot out dozens of chains, first tied up the inner soldiers wearing exoskeleton armor, and quickly dismantled the energy blocks on their bodies, so that the exoskeleton could not function, and Li Wanru and them were in case someone resisted and was ready to shoot at any time.
It's just that no one resisted, and after the exoskeleton armor couldn't be controlled, those soldiers were all honest, although they had guns in their hands, and they were equipped with various grenades and cold weapons, but no one did anything.
Song Zheng was very satisfied with this kind of performance of understanding current affairs, so he did not embarrass those soldiers and did not kill people.
Not killing them does not mean that they will be spared, and disarming is what must be done.
Collect the guns and grenades, and begin to strip off the exoskeleton armor they were wearing. The tactical helmet was also taken off, and the eavesdropping device, the shooting device, and the electrode rod that can kill people were all pulled out and thrown away.
In a short time, in the middle of the makeshift camp, there was a pile of exoskeleton armor and guns and ammunition all over the ground.
Song Zheng stood in front of the large pile of equipment, but his eyes were looking at the captive.
The handcuff ropes brought by the soldiers in the inner perimeter were all worn by themselves at this time. The survivors who were captured as prisoners were unhandcuffed.
"You can choose to leave, or you can join us and decide for yourself. ”
Song Zheng looked at the survivors and did not make a warm invitation. Most of his current survivors were young men, although in the last days, such people were popular members of various camps, but the Jincheng base was an exception.
Song Zheng is more interested in the atmosphere inside the base, and he doesn't actually care about how much combat power the people who join.
Especially when these people faced the inner encirclement soldiers just now, they basically chose to surrender without much resistance, which made Song Zheng secretly disliked. He was a little skeptical that people who didn't even have the spirit of resistance were suitable for the Jincheng base.
Even if you know the strength of the soldiers in the inner perimeter and think that you can't beat it, at least you can run, what's the matter if you surrender directly?
As for the soldiers in the inner encirclement who didn't resist much, in fact, Song Zheng didn't think much of it in his heart.
The end of the world is originally to resist fate in order to survive, and relying on the strong can be a means of survival, and it is necessary to become a character.
Perhaps because of Song Zheng's cold attitude, or because they had no confidence in them, most of the camp members chose to leave, they took their things, or drove or walked, and left quickly from the gate of the camp. The only few people who stayed didn't want to join Song Zheng, but greedily looked at the equipment on the ground and wandered around.
Obviously, it belongs to the type of asking for money and not dying.
"Go and drive people away, are we really good people?" Song Zheng sneered and instructed Zhou Pan to do things.
The little fat man grinned and walked towards those who couldn't get in love, and suddenly took out his throwing axe and threw it at those people.
The axe flew over with a whirlwind, and slashed at the feet of a person, scaring those people into scattering, and they changed their faces and ran away in a hurry.
Zhou Pan pinched his waist and laughed.
"Don't laugh, come and work. ”
Song Zheng asked Zhou Pan and Bai Xin to bring the soldiers and prisoners into the tent in the camp, and with a wave of his hand, he put the exoskeleton armor, guns, and ammunition on the ground into the storage space.
Although it seems to be very simple to deal with exoskeleton armor every time, this kind of equipment is actually very covetous, and it is a good choice to take it back, whether it is handed over to the laboratory for research or transformed to equip special combat personnel.
Even if it doesn't work, it's good to turn into steel after returning to the furnace, after all, the steel that can be used as exoskeleton armor is a good alloy.
The ground became clean.
Zhou Pan came over and asked Song Zheng, "President, what to do with those prisoners?"
Song Zheng was a little embarrassed, and he also felt a little tricky.
There is no point in taking them back as prisoners, although there is a lot of work in the Jincheng base, but it must be left to the residents of the base, and these prisoners must not be treated as slaves and let them work, otherwise what is the difference between them and the inner perimeter.
But if you kill them all, you can't bear it, after all, they are all humans, and they don't resist, it's always a little awkward.
Just when he was struggling with this question, a sudden ringing of bells and bells brought him to an end of this struggle.
The sound of the bell rings in the ears, and the sound is far and near, sometimes it seems to be tinkling in the ear, sometimes it seems to be ringing in the distance, and subconsciously pay attention to it, and no other things are thought about in the mind.
Suddenly, a tingling pain appeared in Song Zheng's brain, which made him wake up suddenly, and when he looked left and right, he immediately saw that Li Wanru was already blind, and their faces were dull, as if they had been controlled by someone, and they fell into a state similar to hypnosis.
Not good!
Song Zheng pounced on Li Wanru, trying to wake her up.
A sense of crisis appeared in my heart.
With a bang, the perceived stress opens. He saw the bell. It was like a circle of ripples, constantly rippling throughout the camp, and the center of the ripples was at the gate of the camp.
There, there was a girl standing, a refreshing girl, not beautiful, and only a flat figure, but she looked unusually comfortable, and she was a girl who could make people close.
In the girl's hands held two bells, and the ripples in the circle came out of the bells.
The energy of sound waves fluctuates!
She's doing something.
Song Zheng patted Li Wanru's cheek, Li Wanru didn't have any reaction, Song Zheng understood that if the bell girl was not solved, everyone would not wake up.
Letting go of Li Wanru, Song Zheng rushed towards the girl, and with his degree, it only took a few seconds to interrupt all this.
The girl looked at Song Zheng and showed a sweet smile, as if she couldn't see the hideous expression on Song Zheng's face, and she couldn't feel the killing intent in his eyes.
Song Zheng was in a trance for a moment.
But immediately I was awakened by a stinging pain in my brain.
Then a sword-shaped energy fluctuation that was different from Suzune's was within his perceptual range, right behind him, and stabbed into the back of his heart.
It was a sword that was invisible to the eye, and even in perception, it flickered, extremely unguardable, with a wind-like appearance, similar to the sword in the hand of our king.
Intuitively, he felt that the elf armor couldn't block this sword, so Song Zheng had to give up and continue to rush towards the girl, and then deal with the sword first.
Turning around, with a flick of his fingers, the chains flew out.