Panlong base.
The towering city walls poured with concrete stretch for dozens of miles to form an endless super barrier.
Bunkers stood on the top of the city wall, equipped with countless heavy machine guns and cannons, as well as a large number of hidden firing points prepared for snipers.
The most eye-catching thing is the CNC Phalanx close-in defense gun.
Those things are used to intercept rockets. They can fire tens of thousands of bullets per minute, and their power can penetrate the tank by itself.
A wall of copper and iron.
Towering and majestic.
Sanctuary Panlong Base is like a giant steel beast lying on the ground, guarding the last piece of pure land for mankind.
“That’s the sanctuary.”
Yang Feng sat in the passenger seat and looked towards the shelter base from a distance.
Although I had already seen it in my previous life, every time I looked at the Panlong Base from a distance, I would feel a deep sense of shock.
"Leader Yang."
"That...that..."
"Actually, I don't think I'm losing much, otherwise you wouldn't count me in..."
Fat Jinya was sweating profusely, his forehead and temples were covered with large beads of sweat, and the clothes on his back and the seat cushion were completely soaked with sweat.
Break into the Panlong base.
These ten lives are not enough! !
"oh?"
"You think we're dying?"
Yang Feng raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of teasing and ridicule.
Fat Jinya's body trembled, and he quickly denied it: "Don't dare, you are powerful, Leader Yang, and you must be able to protect yourself."
"Brother, I am a waste and will definitely hold you back."
Fat Jinya burst into tears and wished he could kneel on the ground and kowtow to beg for mercy.
"Stop the car."
Yang Feng stopped teasing the little fat man and said calmly: "It shouldn't take long if you wait for me here."
What?
He forced his way into the shelter base, and it wouldn't take long. He planned to finish his work and come back... It was like dealing with a trivial matter.
"Leader Yang."
"Don't worry, I will never run around blindly. I will wait for you here."
Fat Jinya quickly stepped on the brakes and patted his chest to assure himself that he had saved his life, showing an expression of rejoicing that he had survived after a disaster.
"Um."
Yang Feng nodded lightly, and then walked indifferently step by step towards the door of the shelter.
Tyrant means business.
The tyrant really plans to force his way into the sanctuary.
Fatty Jin looked at the retreating figure and swallowed involuntarily.
Challenge the entire Panlong base by yourself.
It remains to be seen whether he is seeking his own death, or whether he is truly a talented artist and has the courage to do so! !
the other side.
Under the city wall of the sanctuary, there is a giant steel door forged from fine steel.
It is large enough to accommodate four tanks running side by side. It is over 50 centimeters thick and weighs hundreds of tons. Only a large crane can open it.
There are several outposts in front of the gate, guarded by hundreds of heavily armed soldiers, with perseverance written on everyone's face.
No matter who is stupid, they will have to give in when they see this formation...
"stop!!"
The guards scolded and their expressions became confused.
one person? ?
Yang Feng arrived at the gate of the shelter base alone.
This situation is very rare.
At this stage of the apocalypse, there are very few survivors who occasionally come to the shelter. Most of them are caravans transporting supplies, or collection teams sent by the army.
But... looking at the state of the man in front of him, he didn't look like a refugee at all. There was an unsettling and dangerous aura about him.
"Who are you, a refugee?"
"Please answer!!"
The guard continued to ask, subconsciously raising his gun and aiming at Yang Feng, who was not far away.
"I'm Yang Feng."
"The leader of rescue point 9."
"My request is very simple. Please ask the shelter base to settle the debt owed to me."
Yang Feng used his iron lung to chirp, and the sound waves spread out in circles, allowing every soldier on the scene to hear clearly.
Evolver! !
Only an evolved person can expand sound to this extent.
The guard soldiers became more vigilant, but did not attack rashly. Instead, they used walkie-talkies to report to their superiors.
soon.
Several figures appeared on the city wall dozens of meters high.
The leader has the number 27 written on his chest plate, which means he is one of the top 30 super warriors.
Confident in the world.
No. 27---Tiger King! !
A pair of beast eyes are like a tiger's, the whole body exudes the aura of a king, and there is a king character made of white fluff on his forehead.
The powerful aura exuded by this man was far beyond the comparison of those miscellaneous fish that he had encountered before.
"Ho ho ho ho ho!"
The Tiger King roared violently and jumped directly from the city wall dozens of meters away.
The Tiger King's feet kept stepping on the wall, running vertically downward, like a tiger descending a mountain, and landed steadily on the ground after a few seconds.
powerful! !
Without two brushes, it would have been smashed into pulp.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
A woman tugged on the spider thread, flipped her body in mid-air, and landed on the ground with her knees slightly bent. After rolling, she completely released her strength.
呲呲呲.
The man's arms were like mantis knives. As he fell, he slashed the blade toward the wall. A series of sparks continued to spatter, and finally he landed steadily.
The eight immortals cross the sea and each show their magical powers.
Several super soldiers stood behind the Tiger King, forming a more powerful and dangerous team, bringing a suffocating sense of oppression.
"Gathering Camp No. 9."
"I've heard you call yourself a tyrant."
The Tiger King licked his paw and walked slowly towards Yang Feng.
"Not timid."
"A person dares to break into Panlong Base."
"But... whether you can get the corpse tumor back depends on your ability."
The Tiger King showed a fierce gaze, with a large amount of warlike factors injected into his genes. When he met a powerful opponent, he naturally became excited.
"more than."
"The shelter robbed me of supplies and killed my slaves."
"Appropriate compensation must be honored."
Yang Feng's tone was calm and he responded as it should be, not only must the remaining corpse tumors be recovered, but also sufficient compensation must be provided.
This answer made King Tiger stunned.
Arrogant! !
"compensate??"
Tiger King suppressed the anger in his heart and asked patiently: "What kind of compensation do you want, tell me and listen."
Yang Feng raised his head and said a number very seriously.
"One hundred thousand."
"One hundred thousand corpse tumors."
What! !
This answer was unexpected by everyone.
King Tiger and the members around him were all stunned, suspecting that they heard wrongly.
One hundred thousand corpse tumors.
Based on an explosion rate of ten to one, at least a million corpses must be eliminated to harvest so many corpse tumors.
crazy.
This man is simply insane.
"you wanna die!!"
"Are you here to cause trouble on purpose?"
The Tiger King's anger could not be suppressed, and the fur on his body stood up in anger.
However.
Yang Feng's next words were like a basin of cold water, poured over everyone's heads.
"Catalyst."
"You should each carry some."
"Inject it now, otherwise you won't have the chance in a while."
Yang Feng's words once again stunned the super soldiers. The catalyst agent was a secret and would only be used in extreme situations where life was threatened.
How did the tyrant Yang Feng know? ?
Wow.
Yang Feng raised his hand and dropped the small signs one by one.
They collided with each other and made a crisp sound. If you look carefully, you can see that they are badges with numbers written on them.
Super soldier.
All the members of the Honey Badger Team are here with their badges.
They were all killed! !
This seemingly arrogant man has surprisingly killed more than a dozen super soldiers.
Danger.
Extremely dangerous.
