Chapter 117 The surviving researchers of the institute
"There are roadblocks ahead and they are being cleared. There are zombies infested. All units please pay attention."
Will's voice sounded through the intercom in the motorcade.
"Turn on the spotlights."
Zhou Yang reminded.
"oh oh!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuan quickly turned on the spotlights on the roof of the 650 car, and the xenon lamps immediately illuminated the tunnel.
The swaying figure of a zombie in military uniform in front, illuminated by spotlights, casts a huge and twisted shadow on the tunnel wall behind.
With a few gunshots, the zombies in the tunnel were quickly knocked down and exterminated.
After someone reloaded the zombie's gun, he put away the firearms and ammunition on his body.
After the roadblock was quickly cleared, the convoy continued to pass.
In order to prevent accidents, the speed of the car was not very fast. Will stood on the SWAT explosion-proof vehicle in front, holding the handle of the Minimi machine gun with both hands, ready to shoot at any time.
About five or six minutes later, a bright light shone in front of them, the convoy left the tunnel, and a valley appeared in everyone's eyes.
The valley is very large, and there is also a lake of more than an acre. A small waterfall falls from a cliff more than ten meters high, hits the rocks in the valley, splashes in all directions, and flows into the lake.
There is a military training ground in the valley, but it looks a bit crude.
"Boss, something is wrong."
Li Yang in front suddenly said through the intercom: "I saw zombies that were killed."
"What's wrong with this? The zombie that was infected first was killed by someone else."
Brett replied through the intercom.
Li Yang said: "Some of these zombies don't look like they were shot."
The convoy stopped in the valley.
"Ouch~"
Zombies have already heard the sound of the motorcade's engine and are rushing towards this direction.
"Pap-pap-pap-pap!"
Amidst the crisp sound of Gru's pistol, the bullet casing fell to the ground.
The dozens of zombies that came in were all killed.
Zhou Yang stepped on calfskin boots, tightened his black windbreaker, and got out of the car against the cold mountain wind in the valley.
"This place is really hidden. If you don't have a detailed map, you really can't find it."
First there is the winding mountain road, then there is the stone bridge across the river, and after that we reach the valley.
Zhou Yang looked around, except for the tunnel at the back, the rest were surrounded by cliffs.
"This military base will definitely not be as simple as a valley. Go and search the cliffs and walls to see if there is any camouflage."
Smith called on the men to look for clues.
A dozen people followed the order and searched along the foot of the mountain.
Although the valley is not small, it is only larger than a football field. It is still very fast for a dozen people to find a circle.
"Hello."
At this time, a voice suddenly came out.
Zhou Yang followed the source of the sound and saw that it was a speaker fixed on the mountain wall.
"There are survivors here!"
Jill said in surprise.
"Are you survivors outside?"
The sound coming from the loudspeaker was full of excitement and also implied warning.
"Yes, we are the survivors of humanity. Can you hear me?"
As Zhou Yang spoke, he motioned to Smith to put everyone on alert.
Smith nodded and called out to the men's gang who were searching, and they all came back to be on guard for dangers that might appear at any time.
"I can hear you, don't be nervous, we are just researchers at this institute. Just wait and see."
After that, the sound from the loudspeaker was interrupted.
There was some tension among the men's gang, and Smith ordered everyone to spread out and hide behind explosion-proof vehicles and surrounding shelters.
Not long after,
A "rumbling" sound came from one side of the mountain wall, and then the door, disguised as a rock on the mountain wall, recessed back and moved in on both sides.
The guns of the men's gang were all aimed at the dark door.
"Hey, don't be nervous, we are just researchers, we don't have weapons on us."
From the dark door, a man wearing glasses walked out. When he came out, he couldn't bear the sunlight. He blocked the sunlight with his hands, squinted his eyes and shouted at the men's gang.
After Smith glanced at Zhou Yang, he walked out from behind the bunker and walked towards the man wearing glasses.
This man was wearing a black coat, crisp trousers, and large leather shoes. He had an elegant temperament and looked like he was a teacher or researcher.
The two chatted for a while, and Smith patted the man's body from top to bottom to confirm that there were no anti-personnel weapons on him, and then led him over.
"boss!"
Smith approached Zhou Yang and said softly: "This man's name is Ivan, and he claims to be the head of this research institute."
"Um."
Zhou Yang nodded and took out a cigarette. Zhao Yuan quickly took out a kerosene lighter and lit it for him.
"Are you the head of this institute?"
Zhou Yang asked.
"Yes, this research institute belongs to the Ministry of National Defense, and I was once in charge."
Ivan nodded and said.
"Tell me what kind of research institute this is, what its main research direction is, what results it has produced, what the current situation is, and how many survivors there are."
Zhou Yang saw Ivan's index finger trembling and threw a cigarette to him.
As expected, Ivan quickly caught the cigarette, borrowed a lighter from Zhao Yuan, lit it, took a nice puff, and blew out a smoke ring.
"The institute is under the full management and support of the Ministry of National Defense. Its execution code is Project Torch. Its main research direction is the modular transformation of human machinery. It was established in the late World War II. The initial research was to carry out mechanized implants for disabled soldiers who came off the battlefield.
, so that they can return to the battlefield or re-adapt to social life.
During the Cold War period after World War II, it began to receive strong support from the Ministry of Defense and began to focus on the mechanized transformation of the human body in order to create mechanically modularized soldiers whose strength far exceeded that of ordinary soldiers.
Before the outbreak of the biochemical crisis, the institute had more than a hundred experimental results, and there were more than a dozen important results that could be applied in real wars. However, with the outbreak of the biochemical crisis, the institute was not immune. Now there are thousands
Only me and my two assistants are left in the Human Torch Laboratory."
Ivan took a deep breath, inhaled the cigarette into his lungs, and spit it out: "The laboratory I lead has more than a dozen experimental results, but only one result can be transformed into reality, which is the main research of the institute.
Mechanical modular transformation, if you, boss, want to see the results..."
As he spoke, Ivan suddenly took off his gloves and exposed the hands underneath.
This is a palm made of steel, covered with a layer of iron armor. Each finger is like a normal person, with dexterous movements and strong grip.
Ivan rolled up his sleeves. From his palms to his elbows, they were made of steel, reflecting the cold light of the metal in the sunlight.
"Linked with neurons, it can be controlled like a real arm. It is powered by an independent battery. It has a maximum strength of two tons and a daily strength of 1,200 kilograms. It can change forms..."
As Ivan spoke, a black hole suddenly appeared on the index finger of his arm.
"careful!"
Several people around him became nervous.
"It doesn't matter."
Zhou Yang waved his hand and stopped the guns raised by those around him.
