After five days of resistance, Camp No. 7 finally chose to strategically retreat under the command of the headquarters.
Very wise decision.
The core of Camp No. 7 is just the scientists. As for the buildings on the surface, it would not be a pity if they were abandoned. Anyway, the aliens do not have the habit of demolishing the houses. They can just take them back when the time comes.
And if you choose to stick here, if the alien tide expands, first the supply line between Camp No. 7 and the Ming Dynasty Survivor Base will be completely cut off.
After losing ammunition supplies, Camp No. 7, which is closer to the city center, will undoubtedly fall into a hard battle. Although it is protected by walls, walls are not absolutely reliable when facing the alien tide.
Groups of zombies can build human ladders, baby zombies thrown by throwers can cross the wall, and Roshan, which likes to throw things, can even knock down the wall.
The most terrifying thing is the mutated mosquito. They are like lancers flying in the sky. The stingers on their mouths are as sharp as spears. They can often take away a person's life with just one dive.
In order to fight against these tough creatures, Vault 7 even designed a simple flamethrower specifically for it. Soldiers wearing power armor or full-angle body armor hold it and stand in the front row to set fire to these mutated mosquitoes.
The effect is extremely gratifying.
But in the face of the increasingly strong alien tide, optimism is becoming less and less.
Only 5 days have passed since the outbreak of alien species, and the number of soldiers stationed in the camp has already been reduced by 15. If we continue to hold on, the consequences will be really unpredictable.
Finally, under Wu Yuan's organization, Gao Yuan, along with non-combatants and some security personnel, retreated into the shelter, closed the door, and waited for the situation to stabilize before returning to the surface.
After all, the fuel rods and living supplies stored in the shelter are enough to support the survivors' consumption for two years, while the alien tide often only lasts for a few months...
If nothing unexpected happens.
A total of 500 combatants loaded the munitions supplies and fixed weapons onto the truck, and welded machine guns to the top of the truck.
Under the path of the Hunter II, trucks filed out of Camp No. 7 and crashed into the group of corpses wandering on the street.
The machine guns on the roof of the car continued to release firepower on both sides of the street, leaving orange-yellow bullet casings on the ground.
Zombies poured into the convoy like a tide, but most of them were torn into pieces by the fire net. Occasionally, some fish slipped through the net and fell under the muzzle of the Ripper rifle.
In the distance, Roshan waved the street light in his hand and walked towards the convoy with cumbersome steps. The Hunter Tiger II, which found the target, slowly moved its turret. The Type 50 electromagnetic gun suddenly fired out shells, penetrating the pile of fat.
The road was paved with blood and bullet casings.
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Ming Dynasty Survivor Base.
Engineers are installing quadruple anti-aircraft machine guns on the wall, as well as Type 50 electromagnetic guns to combat large alien species. Soldiers carrying rifles patrol the wall, firing at zombies from time to time.
Under the fluttering flag of the Sun and the Moon and the Dragon, the zombies were wandering under the wall with their heads hanging down. In their red eyes, there was a faint, bloodthirsty light.
Normally, zombies during the day are not aggressive, but due to the tide of alien species, the situation has changed slightly. As if pulled by some kind of force, these zombies spontaneously gather towards the location of the living people.
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This situation is somewhat similar to the initial bacterial infection. However, the difference is that when the alien wave broke out, all the indicators in the air were normal.
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The Ming Survivor Base is far away from the city center and has not encountered any serious alien species so far, but Zhu Tian has a premonition that this good weather will end soon.
Standing on the sentry tower on the wall, Zhu Tian looked at the distant streets with his binoculars.
Suddenly, the figure of a Jagdtiger II appeared in his field of vision. The surface of the armor was covered with ferocious chunks of flesh, and the tracks had been stained black by the grease and blood of zombies. Then the truck followed closely behind.
The outline gradually became clearer. In order to prevent the zombies from overturning the truck, the machine guns continued to release firepower, smashing the zombies approaching the convoy into pieces.
Zhu Tian put down the telescope, picked up the walkie-talkie and said briefly.
"Clear space at the door."
"receive!"
The soldiers who were originally on standby under the wall climbed onto the wall with their rifles. Some ran towards the machine gun point, and some placed their rifles on the shooting ports. Under the leadership of the knight wearing a mechanical exoskeleton, everyone arrived in the shortest possible time.
Rushed to the fighting position.
"Fire!" Following a knight's command, the soldiers on the wall all pulled the triggers.
A very spectacular scene.
The orange-yellow ballistics rushed towards the corpses like a downpour, instantly knocking down the approaching zombies. The grenadier took out a conventional grenade from the ammunition box, incendiary bottle, and threw it fiercely at the corpses.
The fire exploded, and broken limbs flew everywhere. When faced with the gunfire of the survivors, the flesh-and-blood zombies seemed to have no power to fight back.
"It's easy to become inflated when facing ordinary zombies." Li Xinran sighed as he walked to Zhu Tian and looked at the zombies that were suppressed by firepower.
At this moment, Li Xinran had already put on a body armor, and her personal assault rifle, which she had not used for a long time, was hanging on her chest.
After smiling, Zhu Tian did not answer, but took out a cigarette from his pocket and held it in his mouth.
In just one cigarette, all the zombies under the wall have been cleared away.
At the same time, the convoy arrived at the door before the zombies gathered again. The soldiers guarding the gate immediately pressed the button to open the door, and the steel door slowly opened, letting in the convoy stained red by blood.
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Several medical personnel ran forward and dragged the injured lying on the stretcher into the hospital for treatment. Several engineers wearing chemical protective suits and carrying plastic drums then ran forward and carried slender sprayers to spray the entire convoy.
Washed it again.
The tired soldiers jumped out of the car and hugged and reunited with their relatives waiting aside. As for those covered in blood, they all chose to go to the bathhouse to take a hot bath first.
When they arrived at the base, their tense nerves could finally relax.
"I'll go over there."
After putting out the cigarette butt on the wall, Zhu Tian and Li Xinran said hello, then turned and walked downstairs.
At this moment, the entrance to the base can be described as a busy scene.
"Quick, quick! He's been stained by the spitter's acid."
"It's really fucking miserable. We need to deal with it first and then send it to the medical cabin. Come and help me..."
Stretchers passed by one after another. Due to the limited medical bay, many soldiers with minor injuries could only be transferred to the ward to queue up. Some soldiers with more serious injuries could only be treated by doctors on the spot before being sent to the hospital.
Recovery in the medical bay.
Zhu Tian stopped and looked at the soldier whose face had been burned to the bone by the acid, and his stomach couldn't help but churn.
Even if you can survive this, it can be considered
What a fate...
After a two-second pause, Zhu Tian continued to move forward.
Walking to the front row of the team, next to the Jagdtiger II, he saw Wu Yuan, who was in charge of leading the team.
Because he was sitting in the tank, Wu Yuan was in pretty good condition, at least he didn't suffer any external injuries. Although judging from the dark circles under his eyes, he might not have slept for a long time.
Passing the rifle in his hand to the soldier on the side, Wu Yuan neatly performed a military salute to Zhu Tian.
Without much exchange of greetings, Zhu Tian took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to his hand. This kind of finely crafted cigarette has always been a hot-selling luxury product in the wasteland. Although he can buy it with his salary,
But not everyone has the honor of being handed a cigarette by a leader.
Seeing Wu Yuan take the cigarette in flattery, Zhu Tian smiled and asked in a casual tone.
"How is the situation at Camp 7?"
"It's very bad." A hint of gloom flashed across his face. Wu Yuan slowly blew out a smoke ring and said in a deep voice: "There have been casters and mutant mosquito swarms in our place. On the way, we also met people who were heading toward us.
There are spitters moving in this area. Fortunately, the Tiger II is at the front of the queue..."
Throwers usually operate outside the city center, but rarely enter the suburbs. Throwers have already appeared in Camp No. 7, so the alien tide has become increasingly strong.
After a pause, he continued to ask.
"Have you brought anything?"
"I brought it. Do you want me to take you to see it now?"
"Go now." Zhu Tian said.
Wu Yuan nodded, turned around and led Zhu Tian towards the center of the motorcade.
When the two arrived at the target location, several workers were already driving lift trucks to help unload the goods.
"That's it, engineering robots and deep-sea mining equipment, but I'm afraid they won't be used now." Looking at the eight heavy containers, Takehara said with a bitter smile.
In this current situation, you can't even touch the beach.
That's not necessarily true. Zhu Tian smiled mysteriously and did not answer.
It was not easy to move this deep-sea mining equipment from Camp No. 7. The entire equipment weighed 400 tons, and each container weighed 50 tons. In order to move these boxes, Wuyuan specially arranged four heavy-duty trucks in the middle of the queue.
At the risk of slowing down the march, these equipments were dragged over.
Looking at these eight containers, Zhu Tian nodded with satisfaction.
In this way, the matter of deep-sea mining is settled. The production of virtual reality helmets requires a large amount of molybdenum ore. At the current price of molybdenum ore, relying on imports to complete production will undoubtedly increase the cost of the helmet. If you mine molybdenum ore yourself
, Zhu Tianyou has calculated that the production cost of virtual helmets can be reduced by at least double.
"Thank you for your hard work." Zhu Tian patted his shoulder and said.
"Hehe, it's not hard. It's much easier than staying at Camp No. 7." Wu Yuan smiled and waved the hand holding the cigarette butt.
"You go and take a rest first. Remember to have a meeting in my office in two hours." Zhu Tian looked at Wu Yuan and said.
"yes!"
After giving a military salute, Wu Yuan immediately turned around and walked towards the living area.
After riding all the way, he was indeed a little tired. At this moment, he just wanted to take a shower and then take a nap before the meeting.
After Wu Yuan left, Zhu Tian looked at the workers on the side and ordered them to move the container to the backyard of the villa, and then walked towards the community center.