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- Chapter 167: Fighting over corpses
Scattered bricks and stones blocked the roads on both sides of the bank building. The remains of a bus with only its frame rolled over on the road. Loose walls were forcibly knocked down. In the simple fortifications lined with steel bars, people were huddled in rags. Numb-looking armed rebels.
This is a temporary barricade. The ruins are full of available building materials. The weathered and dilapidated buildings are the best bunkers. Unfortunatelythe number of people guarding the barricade is too small.
The wind on the top of the building was very strong, and the wild air flow swept up the sand and hit the face, which was as painful as a knife.
Wang Yi stood next to an abandoned solar water heater, staring expressionlessly at the blazing flames in the distance. The surface of his slightly yellow and rough skin showed a bloodless paleness.
The distance between reality and imagination is too great. He had always believed that Solomon's security forces did not have offensive capabilities. However, in less than forty-eight hours, the peripheral defenses he had deployed had been completely broken through, and even the "toys" for which he had high hopes were lost.
Wang Yi is not stupid, he is very aware of the strength gap between himself and Solomon. War is not simply a competition of numbers of personnel. Ammunition, supplies, food, drinking watereverything is indispensable. Solomon was a shrewd businessman. He did not understand the art of war, and he knew nothing about command. However, he was able to rely on his businessman's instinct, his familiarity with several major forces around Liujin City, and his already established trade network to bring the rebels together. Forcefully suppressing the North District, which seemed to have a geographical advantage, but was actually a dead place without any life.
For half a year, not a single caravan entered the North District for trading. The rebels could only rely on recycling bullet casings for secondary charges to make up for the loss of ammunition. The food supply situation is not optimistic either. Residents of the North District have fled in large numbers in the early stages of the war, and a small number of controlled civilians have been forced to farm on vacant land in the city. Because the soil is poor and flooded with radiation, and there is not enough water to irrigate it, the crops grown are not profitable at all. The hungry militants did not even wait until they were fully ripe, so they hurriedly cut off the young seedlings and mixed them with grains to feed themselves. Now, the few cultivated fields in the city have long been deserted and hardened. Apart from gray-yellow dry hard soil, nothing related to plants can be seen anymore.
Greed will weaken human wisdom, Wang Yi has deeply felt this.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out out out of which I was not so eager to seek success, and had not dreamed of conquering the whole city to gain absolute dominion, and had not allowed my subordinates to kill them wantonly in order to satisfy their desires the present situation would definitely not be like this.
He had many opportunities to gain.
At the beginning of the war, Solomon once sent people to request negotiations, and divided and ruled the city of Liujin according to their respective forces. Other forces around Environmental City also secretly provided material support, demanding a corresponding proportion of control. But Wang Yi refused them all without exception. At that time, he was extremely arrogant. Apart from taking down Liujin City and enjoying this fat cake alone, he had no other thoughts in his mind.
No one expected the situation to take a turn for the worse. Disastrous defeats, losses, further defeats, retreats Today, the number of rebels has shrunk sharply, ammunition and various reserves are almost exhausted, and even according to the most optimistic estimates, food can only last three days.
The violent wind blew the hem of his long military coat up and down in the air, and the bone-piercing cold mercilessly drove away the warmth that clung to his body. However, Wang Yi didn't feel cold. He only felt tired, fearful and confused about the unpredictable future. Even beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead and the tip of his nose.
Arrogant people have arrogant capital.
Wang Yi is no exception. His reliance does not come from himself or the armed forces he possesses, but from Suter. Rand Walker.
When he first came to Liujin City, he claimed to be a doctor. The purpose of this guy who wears a black coat all year round is very direct. He approached Wang Yi and claimed that he was conducting a so-called medical experiment and asked for sufficient material support. In return, he would create a "toy" with powerful combat capabilities that would help the insurgents seize the South District.
Wang Yi did not believe what was said in this scene. With a sense of probing and curiosity, he brought the middle-aged man named Rand Walker into the corpse freezer. It was there that he truly understood the true meaning of the word "fear."
Randwalk dripped a cultured biological solution into the chest of the deceased. The soft corpse that had just finished thawing climbed up from the cold morgue, walked to him, raised his right hand, and raised his right hand in a non-standard posture. , performed a barely passable military salute.
Wang Yi can seestunned.
This is definitely not a trick played by a circus or a magician, nor is it the result of using metal machinery to modify the body structure of the deceased. According to Randwalk - it is the power of cells, the potential of the earth's biological origins to be stimulated, and another transfer of life forms.
"They are not afraid of death. As long as they don't hit their vital points, bullets and explosions have no effect on them. Even those with powerful evolutionary powers will only lose in close combat with them. They don't need supplies, food and Replenished with water, the activated cell regeneration ability can increase the physical movement ability of the deceased to the limit. They are the best warriors. They will not resist or question, and will only execute any suicidal orders without reservation. They are my The "toys" you make are also the elite combat power you need to conquer this city."
Randwork¡¯s words are full of naked delusion. Of course, what he said is not the truth. The "toy" does have incredibly powerful combat performance, but its shortcomings are equally obvious - its movements are slow and it does not have the ability to respond to changes. Unable to think, he could only attack in a straight line according to the initial sound guidance. Their sensing range is very limited, and opponents outside the detection range can easily suppress them with intensive firepower. The worst part is that since all body functions have been necrotic, cell control can only be maintained for a short period of time. Once the body rots or the ligaments and bones fall off or are missing, they will completely lose their ability to move and turn into a pile of limp hair. Smelly rotten meat.
Wang Yi simply couldn¡¯t care about so many things. Like all greedy rulers, he was full of desire and fantasy for this powerful biological weapon. The boundary between the dead and the living in the radiation world is not very clear to begin with. In addition to serving as food for the living, who would have thought that cold corpses could actually play a role on the battlefield?
Randwalk is not an angel, and the "toy" is not given away for free. In exchange, he needs various conveniences for research provided by Wang Yi. Space, electricity, clean water, and plenty of fresh bodies.
According to him, the performance of the "toy" was not stable, and he needed time to develop more powerful activated cells. Wang Yi met all these requirements. From that time on, the blockade of the southern and northern districts of Liujin City Near the line, corpses beaten to pieces by machine guns can often be seen.
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The mercenaries were advancing faster and faster, and the deafening gunfire and explosions blocked every auditory nerve. Standing on the roof of the building, Wang Yi stared at the increasingly clear figures of the soldiers a hundred meters away, filled with anxiety and uneasiness. . Time passed by minute by second, and there was no news from my side. The powerful offensive firepower suppressed the rebels on the barricades, unable to move at all.
He subconsciously looked at his watch. It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon. According to the agreement with Randwalk, two hundred "toys" who had just been completed should have entered the battle half an hour ago. However, until now, these creatures with high hopes The weapons were nowhere to be seen.
"Go, urge Randwalk and let him launch an attack immediately -" Wang Yi, who was irritated, roared loudly at the guards around him.
The guard rushed down the stairs in response. Although he was running very fast, Wang Yi still felt that his movement was too slow. He kept looking at his watch and repeatedly calculating the distance between the mercenaries and the barricade. At this moment, a mortar shell struck from the air exploded on the top of the building. Wang Yi quickly turned sideways to avoid the flames and smoke. Just then, he bent down and tried to bypass the low wall next to him as a cover. At that moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a figure rushing out from the bottom of the building and running towards the north exit of the city.
The black coat, black leather boots, and even the hat on his head are also black. Perhaps because he wanted to take one last look at this solid ruins of the old era, he stood at the corner of the street and turned around. The moment their eyes collided, Wang Yi could clearly see the familiar face and the smile at the corner of the other person's mouth. A slightly sarcastic smile.
¡°Lan, De, Wo, Ke¡ªyou damn bastard¡ª¡±
Staring into his bloodshot eyes, Wang Yi gritted his teeth and roared in anger. At this time, appearing in that location could only mean one thing - he wanted to escape and leave the North District far away.
There will be no more "toys", everything is finished.
Downstairs, intensive gunshots and continuous screams were heard. Without looking back, Wang Yi knew that those were the dying cries of the militants guarding the barricade. Mercenaries have an overwhelming combat advantage and lack biological weapons to support them. Failure is only a matter of time.
The violent gunshots echoed all over the city, but the blazing fire in Wang Yi's eyes gradually dimmed. He climbed up from the ground with difficulty, stumbled to the edge of the building, and stared blankly at the tide of water flowing along the south street. ?The soldiers desperately pulled out their pistols, pointed them at the right side of their heads, and pulled the triggers hard.
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When Lin Xiang walked into the bank building, Arman was using a dagger to cut off Wang Yi's head from the corpse. Across a collapsed parapet made of rubble and debris, dozens of mercenaries with live ammunition and several Members of the "Vulture Mercenary Group" faced each other.
A burly mercenary strode forward. This is a very tall man, his rough cheeks are densely covered with prickly whiskers, and he holds a replica m5g43 assault rifle in his thick and strong arms. He was wearing a badly worn combat uniform, with large black and gray oil stains on his knees and chest. A nearly finished cigarette was held between his plump lips. Occasionally, air flow blew through the crowd, and the strong and pungent smell of low-quality tobacco immediately spread away.
Everyone¡¯s eyes were filled with greedy gazes, and the focus of every line of sight was firmly on the body that fell from the roof and almost turned into meat on the cement floor. Fortunately, the head site happened to be located in the center of the bodies of the two rebels who died in the battle, and it was accidentally preserved intact.
Although the mission issued by Solomon was somewhat deceptive, the mercenaries did not want to argue with him that much - the North District had been captured, and the Liujin City guard troops guarding the southern blockade could not pose a threat to them. All that's left is to count the loot, take a detour back to the center of the city, and settle the rewards you deserve.
Wang Yi¡¯s head is the most valuable part of the entire mission, worth up to half a million Sobius dollars, which is an enviable amount of wealth.
"I am Crova, an A-level licensed mercenary of the Blazing Mercenary Group." The burly man took two steps forward, clenched his right fist, which was bigger than a violent bear, and waved it threateningly in the air. He waved and said in a thunderous voice: "We saw this body first, and he must be dealt with by me¡ª¡ª"
¡°Fuck you¡ª¡±
With a heavy swing of the dagger, Arman cut off the last intact muscle on the corpse's neck. Arman grabbed the hair on the top of Wang Yi's head and cursed: "We built this offensive route with lives and bullets. Don't follow if you can." Behind me, go back and forth from wherever you are, and rush towards you from your direction."
Croix's face changed, and he stared at him with red eyes for a long time, with a terrifying and ferocious expression, as if he wanted to eat the other person alive.
The truth is what Arman said.
The zombies attacking under the cover of night caused heavy casualties to the mercenaries. In order to resist this undead monster, the mercenaries consumed an astonishing amount of ammunition. If the direction of the gunfire and explosion was determined, they gathered around the armored truck and followed the "vulture mercenaries". Corps" as the main force to coordinate the attack, it is impossible for them to rush into the core of the rebels' entrenched forces in a short period of time.
Anger made Croix's face instantly turn black. He picked up the assault rifle in his hand, aimed at Armen and others who were clearly outnumbered, and said with a ferocious smile: "I don't have the patience to play with you." It's a word game, fat man, you're right, but so what? There are many more people on my side than you now, put down the gun, throw that head over to me, be gentle, that's a whole five One hundred thousand Sobius dollars¡ª¡ª"
"You shameless bastard¡ª¡ª"
Arman roared like a furious beast. He put down the human head in his hand and picked up the multi-barreled machine gun on his shoulder. Heavy breath continued to spray out from his thick nostrils. He is now like a bull with red eyes. He can only vent his anger by killing the opponent in front of him.
A long, white hand gently patted his shoulder from behind. Arman instinctively took half a step to the side, revealing Lin Xiang's face that was full of coldness, but could clearly feel the softness and sunshine.
"Mercenaries have mercenary rules. Now, get out of here and I can pretend that this didn't happen." Lin Xiang said lightly.
The muscles on Croix's face twitched. He stared at Lin Xiang from top to bottom. After making sure that he could not feel any supernatural aura from him, he laughed unscrupulously and said in an unquestionable tone: "Boy , when you say this, you should weigh your fist first."
¡°There¡¯s no need¡ª¡±
Lin Xiang responded coldly and quickly: "One last time, get out of here right away, get out of here -"
The arrogant threatening words completely angered the mercenaries. They all raised their weapons and pointed countless guns at Lin Xiang. Croix surprisingly did not take action immediately. For some reason, the surprisingly beautiful young man in front of him always gave him a vague sense of threat, as if he was being stared at by a beast, making him afraid to act rashly. This feeling made him very uncomfortable. The most important thing this was just an ordinary person with no surprises at all.
Just when he was hesitant, Lin Xiang sighed softly and shook his head.Turning his head, under everyone's gaze, his black eyes suddenly lit up like flames. Without any warning, the figure disappeared from the place in a blur. After reappearing, it had already flashed behind Croix. People could only see in horror that he was holding a sharp dagger tightly, and the cold light reflected from the surface of the metal blade, They were all hidden in Croix's thick neck.
As the stunned head fell to the ground, surging power burst out from his body instantly, and a thick fountain of blood spurted out from his broken neck. Croix shook and tried to stand up, but his mind could no longer control his body. Finally fell down hard.
With such terrifying speed, no one could clearly see Lin Xiang¡¯s movements, which happened in an instant.
Looking at the mud soaked in blood, Lin Xiang took a long breath. Only strength and violence can solve problems, and speaking softly will only bring negative effects. This is the nature of the wasteland world.
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After the clearing, a gap several meters wide was dug in the center of the barricade. Armored trucks filed in to form a defense in front of the bank building. The mercenaries who followed were far separated from the place. The people who had entered it were They were also forcibly disarmed, and with fear and anger on their faces, they were escorted out in sequence by the armed forces affiliated with Hidden Moon City.
Randwork stood inside a six-story building several hundred meters away, looking attentively at what was happening here with a telescope through the broken window, with a thoughtful look on his face. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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