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Chapter 3 Imperial Pikemen

They were wearing thick armor, which was overall black in color, with an astonishing armor coverage rate of more than 90%. Their helmets were also full-coverage, with wide edges, like a hat, leaving only a cross window.

It's not much different from Li Meng's armor, but in terms of color, Li Meng's armor is more refined.

As soon as they appeared, they stood straight and at attention, holding guns in their right hands on their chests, and said in unison: "Commander..."

Looking at the nine people in front of him, Li Meng was very satisfied.

They are soldiers, soldiers who can fight and kill.

Although they look like humans, they are not humans. There is information about them in the mall. The soldiers of the Imperial Guard are all bionics, which can be understood as robots wearing human skin. Of course, their body structure is not completely a machine.

A biochemical robot.

Although they are intelligent, they do not have strong autonomy and all actions are based on the orders of the commander.

Although the number is small, today is an opportunity, an opportunity to recapture You Lan, an opportunity to take revenge.

The original owner of this body liked that woman very much and called her sister since she was a child. It can be said that You Lan grew up watching the original owner of this body. The relationship between the two was extraordinary and very close.

He has a dream, which is to recapture You Lan from Cheng Shengwei. Although he is dead, Li Meng will realize this dream for him.

Cheng Shengwei is not in the shelter at the moment. He left with a large army yesterday morning, leaving only a few people in the nest.

Li Meng knew very well that if he wanted to take back You Lan, today was his only chance. If he wanted revenge, he must start taking action today.

Once Cheng Shengwei returns with a large force, neither recapturing You Lan nor revenge can be achieved in a short time, and he himself must hide here and there to avoid attracting Cheng Shengwei's attention and keep a low profile.

Naturally, Li Meng would not miss this rare opportunity.

"Let's go..."

After scanning the room, Li Meng turned around, opened the broken wooden door, and walked out.

In the room, nine imperial spearmen followed closely, followed Li Meng out of the room, and entered the passage outside.

Outside the room is a passage, with the left leading to the depths of the shelter, and the right not far away being the exit leading to underground logistics.

Because it is too close to the exit, it is very cold here and no one will settle here.

Some people who are sick and about to die will be thrown here to fend for themselves. Every day, corpse collectors will carry out corpses one after another from the room.

Without Li Meng, the original owner of this body would have turned into a cold corpse long ago.

Because of his arrival, everything changed. Although the original owner of this body died, in a sense he was still alive.

Moving forward, with nine imperial spearmen in tow, Li Meng strode deep into the shelter along the approximately five-meter-wide passage.

Although the number of imperial spearmen is small, only nine, it is enough for what Li Meng will do next.

In the shelter, although the gun is a symbol of power, it can not only protect oneself, but also bring rights to oneself, but Li Meng is not worried about other people having guns in their hands, because sixty years have passed, and in the shelter,

No one has fired a gun for more than ten years, and those who have guns have run out of bullets. Without bullets, the gun is just a fire stick.

Before the outbreak of the nuclear war, China was a country that banned guns. This made it difficult for survivors to obtain guns in China. In Li Meng's memory, only a handful of people in the entire shelter owned guns.

countable.

As they walked along, when they passed a corner, the noisy sound suddenly reached Li Meng's ears.

There is no longer darkness in the passage. Outside the passage, there is a lively street. The streets are crowded with figures and pedestrians. The pot fires that can be seen everywhere also dispel the darkness.

Just when Li Meng and his spearmen were about to walk out of the passage, a hunting team armed with iron spears walked in.

There were a lot of people, about ten or so, all dressed in rags, like a group of beggars.

When they saw Li Meng and his group of ten people, the expressions on their faces were all stunned, and they all moved out of the way, with only surprise in their eyes.

Until Li Meng led the imperial spearmen out of the passage and entered the crowd of people outside, they were still watching and talking in low voices in the passage.

Compared with the others, Li Meng and the others seemed a little out of place. Wherever they passed, pedestrians gave way, with only surprise in their eyes and whispers in their mouths.

"Oh my God, who are these guys, are they serious?"

"This is armor, real armor. How did they get it?"

"This body... I have never seen it before. Could it be from another shelter?"

"It's impossible. The search team hasn't seen anyone from other places for decades. How could it be from outside."

"Nothing is impossible. There must be people alive outside and there are shelters similar to them. Maybe we will encounter them today."

While walking, Li Meng looked around and chose to ignore the scrutinizing eyes on both sides of the road.

This is the trading area, with a large space and countless stalls, large and small.

Food trading, weapons trading, and any material trading are all done here.

Li Meng was no stranger to this place. From the memory of the original owner of the body, Li Meng obtained relevant information about the shelter.

Walking along the road, when Li Meng led the imperial spearmen through the flow of people, not far from the trading area, a house came into Li Meng's eyes.

The house has three floors and is independent of the trading area. It was formerly a restaurant and was also Cheng Shengwei's home base.

At the gate, Li Meng also saw two people wearing grass-green coats and holding iron spears.

Seeing this, Li Meng's face darkened in his helmet, and he said in a deep voice: "The man in green, kill..."

Following Li Meng's order, the imperial pikemen behind Li Meng moved in response, quickened their pace, walked past Li Meng, and walked in front of Li Meng.

Only two imperial spearmen guarded Li Meng on both sides.

"Who are you? Leave quickly. This is not the place you should be."

The approach of Li Meng and his group was naturally noticed by the two people standing at the door.

Seeing the ten people coming towards them, fully armed and with spears in their hands, they became nervous and yelled loudly.

How could the imperial spearman who was walking in front of Li Meng stop? When he was less than twenty meters away from the two people at the door, the imperial spearman held the gun in both hands, leveled it, and silently fired at the two people at the door.

A charge was launched.

"What are you doing, enemies, there are..."

They only had time to issue a warning. In the horrified eyes of the two men, the charging Imperial Lancers were pressing towards them like a heavy tank. There was nowhere to hide or escape.

"ah……"

With two screams, the spear in the hand of the imperial spearman pierced the enemy's body.

Three points into the flesh, under the tremendous force, the two of them retreated continuously, vomiting blood, and finally fell at the door, their bodies twitching.

After pulling out the gun head from the enemy's body, an imperial spearman stepped over the corpse, charged with assistance, and hit the door with his right shoulder.

"Bang..."

There was only a rumbling collision sound, and under the huge force, the door was directly knocked open.

In silence, except for the two imperial spearmen who were waiting behind Li Meng, the other spearmen rushed into the restaurant.

"Who are you?"

Li Meng, who was outside, only heard a few scoldings, followed by a dull sound of fighting.

The screams, roars, clashing sounds of metal, and the commotion only lasted for tens of seconds before the room fell silent.

There is no doubt which side wins. The Imperial Lancers are all bionics, and their strength cannot be matched by humans.

For the two people at the door, the imperial pikemen started charging twenty meters away. Neither of them reacted, which shows the gap between the two sides.

Looking down at the corpse at his feet, Li Meng ordered: "Drag them in..."

With that said, Li Meng took a step forward, stepped over the corpse, and entered the restaurant.


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