Chapter 991 The Second Night, the Miserable Qinggang Shelter!
Sunny Harbor City.
Ruins of a small house in the southern suburbs.
The barking sound in the distance lasted for a long time.
It was unknown whether the hyenas that followed the smell had a conflict with other radioactive beasts, or whether other humans accidentally passed by and were besieged.
There was no way to contact the outside world through the fog, and the three-person team could only wait patiently for the noise to disappear.
After checking the items they carried with them, the dream hunter put all the food in a backpack.
There were not many things, and if they were to eat sparingly, they would only have enough for three days.
However, as long as they could successfully reach the B-377 Resurrection Water Plant in Rosas through the underground pipeline network, where there were still sufficient supplies stored, it would not be a problem to hold on for another half a month.
The male gun brother counted the number of all weapons and ammunition.
There were still 300 bullets, six grenades, and 26 crossbows, enough for a small-scale contact war.
"You said that if the lord chooses the scavenger route and stays in Sunny Harbor City every day, wouldn't that be a steady experience?"
Checking that the experience bar was still rising and was about to touch the edge of level 4, the old Taoist smacked his lips and said in a smug manner.
Although the bonus of the scavenger is indeed low, and the special talent is not as violent and intuitive as other professions.
But the threshold for gaining experience is much lower.
Like now, as long as you are in an unfamiliar environment, the game will continuously reward experience points.
And exploring some places that have not been set foot before can also gain a lot of experience.
The dream hunter came from behind and handed over a bottle of water.
"What are you thinking about? If you choose this route just to level up quickly, then it will not be worth the loss. Besides, we don't choose scavengers to level up quickly, right? If we really want to level up, we might as well go to the reserve soldiers. Some of them can reach level 6 after fighting a battle!"
This sentence was recognized by the male gun brother who was standing in the corner on guard.
If you regard scavengers and reserve soldiers as different choices for combat routes
Then the biggest difference between the two is
freedom!
Reserve soldiers need to participate in large-scale battles or overall campaigns to get extra experience bonuses.
Other than that, they can only participate in boring daily training to get some insignificant ones.
On the other hand, scavengers will get experience rewards for almost any exploration activities.
Especially now, "single-handedly" rushing into dangerous areas will give more experience rewards.
"In the future, as long as our territory can be expanded to farther places, there will be a lot of blank areas waiting to be explored."
"Upgrading is actually not the main factor we should consider now."
The dream hunter sat on the ground, took out the small notebook in his hand, and recorded it with the faint light.
With his memory, the several blocks and routes he just passed have been mapped by him.
No wonder there are rarely looters and wanderers in the western suburbs, and there are no large and small radioactive beasts coming out for a stroll.
In the southern suburbs, the ecological environment and food chain here are extremely mature.
Although the passages between each giant community are very short, there are large patches of greenery inside the community.
Over the long years, they have formed a rainforest-like shelter in the constant mutation, becoming a paradise for all kinds of radiation beasts.
And those high-rise buildings with 70 or 80 floors and the complex underground pipe network.
Let the humans living here have a place to go, so that they can reproduce in this area without disturbing each other.
Of course, these words were recorded by the dreamer and planned to be sold to other people in the village later.
To describe it in his own words, there are only four words
Leveling treasure land!
The area in the western suburbs is a complete novice village, with few dangers, and it is best to use it to familiarize yourself with the city terrain.
But if you want to further feel the danger and experience the battle.
Unless you go to provoke the flat beach shelter, it is difficult to find a suitable enemy.
On the contrary, the southern suburbs have complex terrain, many radiation beasts, and predators often appear.
There are no major forces here, and they are all scattered groups gathered in a certain area.
As long as you can explore the specific information, it is best to practice combat skills here.
Now record the information of each block, and naturally someone will be willing to buy it when the time comes.
"We should set off. There is still an hour before nightfall."
"If there are still radioactive beasts at the nearest landing point, we will go down through another place."
When the time turned to five o'clock in the afternoon, Rosas woke up from his confusion and looked at the sky outside and suggested.
It was magical that only more than two hours after drinking the mysterious liquid, the arrow wound on his leg had healed a little bit.
Although there were still waves of pain coming from the arrow eye, it didn't affect normal activities that much.
And for him who had lived in such a complex environment since birth.
Rosas knew it well.
In the wasteland, this thing is simply a second life!
Even if it still can't catch up with the new healing liquid sold by the rumored academy, it is definitely not something that ordinary people can have.
These three people must have extraordinary identities!
"Let's go, it seems that it's not safe outside."
Through the broken window, the black ash left by the undead on the ground was shaking slightly.
Not knowing what this phenomenon meant, the male gun brother pulled his collar and pushed open the covered entrance.
Four people walked out one after another and disappeared in the thick fog.
North Suburbs.
Qinggang Industrial Zone.
The gloomy-faced Commander Edmund stood on the repaired lightning wall, looking straight into the distance.
On the open space that had been cleared by artillery fire, at least tens of thousands of square meters, some black ash that had not been cleared away in time appeared strange again.
There is no air blowing and no artificial lifting.
They were constantly hovering and vibrating on the ground, as if they had received some kind of perception.
"Go down and be ready to defend and counterattack at any time!"
Edmund picked up the pager on his belt and ordered coldly.
Never afraid of death, Sunny Harbor Shelter has indeed provoked a formidable opponent this time.
Judging from the results of yesterday's defensive counterattack, the goals of these undead are very clear.
They are neither seeking revenge on those who killed them, nor are they seeking to overthrow the entire Clearhaven Sanctuary.
If soldiers stood in their way, they would attack.
However, as long as the soldiers get out of the way, they will immediately turn a blind eye and continue moving forward.
The same goes for the captured wanderers. As long as they don't block the undead's path, they will pass by as if they didn't see it.
After discovering this phenomenon for the first time, Edmund was still a little excited, thinking that he had discovered a way to snipe the undead.
But soon, he stopped laughing.
He was shocked to find that these resurrected undead had only one goal.
Industrial plants!
It sounds outrageous, but it really happened.
If you approach a factory building in an industrial area and enter it, the bodies of these undead will explode like bombs.
They will take those incomplete factories into the sea of fire, and they will not stop until they burn to the point where their original appearance is no longer visible.
And after this explosive death, they will truly die without leaving a trace of ashes.
‘Then just let them blow up all the industrial areas. There is no need for us to sacrifice! ’
When the first Sunny Harbor guard stood up and said such words, he was recognized by most people.
Even Edmund himself thought so for a moment.
Compared with those damn factories, use life and cannonballs to resist monsters that are completely unafraid of death.
No matter how you look at it, this doesn't seem like the right choice.
But it's a pity.
He is a commander and a soldier, and the greatest rule of a soldier is to obey orders.
The senior management of the shelter unanimously decided to protect the remaining factory buildings or not to let these undead trample the face of Sunny Harbor Shelter under their feet and become a joke in the entire city.
They shouted the slogan: If you can kill them once or twice, why can't you kill them a hundred or a thousand times.
So stupid!
After Edmund gave the order, he couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart.
These old antiques have not been exposed to a truly cruel war for too long. Although they have vision and knowledge that ordinary people cannot reach, these undead
Is this thing beyond the scope of what normal people can understand? !
Edmund made a rough calculation.
If the attack of the undead tonight remains the same as yesterday, then it will cost at least three thousand people to defend it.
The consumption of weapons and ammunition is even greater, and it must be configured according to a team of at least 20,000 people.
How many people are there in the entire industrial zone defense team?
About thirty thousand people.
Yesterday we paid the price of 5,000 people, and today we gained another 3,000 people.
Even if the team is full of iron men, it is absolutely impossible to turn a blind eye to a loss rate of more than 25%.
As for holding on today, what should we do tomorrow, and what should we do the day after tomorrow?
To be honest, Edmund hadn't even thought about it.
Because after tonight, as long as there is even the slightest sign of the undead reviving, the entire defense line will definitely fall immediately.
Forcibly suppressed fear will spread throughout the camps like a super contagion.
"I'll go find the manager. If there's a fight, you can take command."
After assigning work to the deputy commander, Edmund walked down the city wall and walked into the industrial area.
As the most powerful force in the entire Qinggang City, the entrance and exit to the underground shelter are naturally not as secretive as other places.
Soon, Edmund came to a rectangular building like a bunker.
The outer wall of the building is about thirty meters long and twelve meters high. On the front is an oversized alloy gate that is five meters thick, with a sci-fi gear pattern painted on it.
Starting from the 100 meters in front of the gate, inspection checkpoints were arranged one after another.
Many residents who had fled from the industrial area yesterday gathered here, either setting up simple tents or sitting directly on the cold ground.
They were unable to obtain permission to return to the ground. Presumably it was because of the pedantic rules set by the old antique managers who were afraid that the undead would take the opportunity to invade the underground shelter.
"Commander Edmund, why are you back?!"
"Um"
Edmund pinched the badge on his chest and straightened it.
He did not answer the guard captain's question, but kept walking through the checkpoints with his head held high.
It wasn't until he reached the last level that he said softly:
"Has Master Hades left the laboratory? I want to report to him on the latest city defense situation!"
"Not yet. Not yet."
The guard captain in the sentry box quickly stood up and replied respectfully.
Hearing this unsurprising answer, a hint of disappointment rose on Edmund's face.
But this time, he did not choose to go back directly like before.
"Open the door, I'm going down to hold a referendum meeting."
"No, Lord Edmund, the deputy manager, Lord Tang En, said that in wartime, no one can pass through the downward passage."
Recognizing the face of the highest boss on the ground, the guard captain looked frightened when he refused.
They say that when gods fight, little devils suffer.
One is the commander of the entire industrial zone, and the other is the deputy manager of the underground shelter.
Before Lord Hades came out of the laboratory, the two of them usually went their separate ways and never interfered with each other.
But this unexpected attack by the undead broke this tacit understanding.
Edmund can be held responsible for the undead invading the underground, because the lightning wall has already been lost once, and the undead once invaded the industrial area last night and gained the upper hand. Those damn looters have trampled the Clear Harbor refuge. So face.
But Tang En.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is not willing to take any responsibility for such a major "mistake."
Even if the neutralizing hydrogen bomb was secretly brought into the industrial zone because he wanted to hold a meeting.
"I want to call a referendum meeting without his consent."
"No, Lord Edmund, this is the unanimous request of all underground managers and every minister."
"What?"
Edmund held the pistol at his waist, and his small eyes narrowed into a line because of anger.
"Are they willing to take responsibility for my dead soldiers?!"
Completely dump the blame and divide the above ground and underground into two parts.
Are these guys crazy?
Aren't they afraid that the lightning wall will fall and the undead will attack the underground after blowing up an entire industrial area?
All the tactical nuclear weapons that can be used within the authority have been thrown out, and the rest must be approved by Lord Hades.
Before the "experiment" is over
This attitude will mean that the entire above-ground part will not receive the slightest support!
"This is the intention of the managers, and it is also the referendum opinion of every underground resident. The underground part has held a referendum from last night to today. 92% of the people chose to block the door, and only 8% chose to open the door."
"Edmund, you are also from the underground. I believe you should know what this means."
"If you have other ideas, we will pass them on."
As he spoke, the guard captain took out a tablet from the cabinet, which displayed two lines of data.
As he said, the red closing parties accounted for almost all the shares, and not all of the remaining 8% chose to open. Many people chose to abstain.
"Damn, what a bunch of old foxes who only think about themselves!"
"Master Hades will punish them, I promise, I promise!"
Rude roars echoed in front of the alloy gate, and all the nearby guards looked over, expressions flashing on their faces.
At this moment, Edmund had already imagined the group of people sitting in front of the screen, watching his helpless and angry appearance.
But they would never have thought of it
Since you don’t want to play, then everyone should stop playing.
"Send my order to open the lightning wall and let those bastard wanderers in!"
"Yes, tell them."
"Stop the undead, and this will be their new home from now on!"