at the same time.
Xiangshan secret base, the highest command.
All the war zone bosses gathered together, and everyone looked at Guancheng's report with solemn expressions.
"What a shitty world."
A big boss banged the report document on the table.
"There were zombies before, and the mutated beasts weren't bad enough. Another demon jumped out. This life is unbearable!"
"There are thousands of new humans in Guancheng, but now only more than 100 people are dead. This demon's fighting power is truly terrifying."
"The fighting power of Guancheng is even worse than even one out of ten, hey!"
The entire conference hall was filled with gloom.
The founding father slowly put down the documents, took off his glasses, put them silently on the table, changed the subject and asked:
"How's the super soldier program going?"
The Super Soldier Project is a genetic project that was suddenly decided a month ago. It is also the latest genetic mutation plan developed after the end of the world.
"It has entered the first phase of clinical trials, but the experimental results are not ideal." reported the person in charge of the super soldier.
"Oh, please explain." The founding father put his hands together and asked calmly.
The program leader passes a stack of papers to everyone.
"Through the nationwide screening of the strongest superpowers, a genetic mutation project was carried out. There were 28 people in the first batch of experiments, and only one survived, but her appearance has undergone earth-shaking changes."
The contents of each page of the document are extremely rare evolutionaries with super powers, but each page of the document is stamped with a red stamp, with the eye-catching words "Dead" engraved on it.
There is only one document showing that this superpower evolver is still alive. The document shows:
Name: Mei Fangfang.
An evolver of earth-type abilities from the Jiangcheng War Zone.
The result of the second evolution: the mutation is successful, the shape changes, the body is covered with scales, and the mutation becomes violent.
"Is this considered a success or a failure?" the founding father asked again.
The person in charge lowered his head and said with an apologetic look: "Although the mutation is considered a success, it feels like the experimental subjects showed animalistic behavior, so it is considered a failure."
The founding father impatiently slapped the document on the table.
"After spending so much manpower and material resources on research, you gave me this result. All 28 experimental subjects failed. How did you promise me in the first place!"
The project leader was sweating profusely and trembling as he said:
"Although the clinical performance is not good, it can still be used as waste. The scales on the experimental subject Mei Fangfang have the effect of resisting armor-piercing bullets. They can grow back after being removed and can be made into inner armor. The defensive effect exceeds all currently known bulletproof methods. Clothes."
As the person in charge spoke, he opened a box and carefully placed a dark and shiny armor in front of the founding father.
The armor is completely black, and each armor piece is only as thick as a fingernail, but its defensive power is truly astonishing. It is invulnerable to invulnerability, water and fire. It is the product of the Cataclysm and is also a rare treasure.
"It's not bad. How many can we make?" asked the founding father, stroking the armor.
"It takes about 30 days to make one."
"It's quite rare, so it's not like nothing is found."
The founding father put away his armor and said in a gentle tone:
"The super soldier plan needs to be accelerated. There are more and more monsters appearing now. Only if we have enough cards in hand can we survive for a long time."
…
at the same time.
A certain secret underground base, this is a house made of pure metal, with iron windows, iron beds, iron chains, everything is made of iron.
A bloody woman's hands and feet were fixed to the iron bed. Although she was naked, her body was covered with nails.
She is Mei Fangfang, a female college student in Jiangcheng who has taken refuge in the commander-in-chief of Jiangcheng.
At this time, there were two people wearing protective clothing, holding pliers, and forcibly pulling out the pieces of armor on her body from the flesh and blood.
"Ah~"
Mei Fangfang screamed in pain, her voice already hoarse.
Seeing the bloody nail plates being peeled off from her body with her own eyes, Mei Fangfang already had the desire to die.
"Kill me, please, please kill me! Ah~"
No matter how much she begged, these people never listened, and she had to suffer torture like pulling her skin and tendons every day, which made her miserable.
She regretted why she left Instructor Chen and listened to the commander-in-chief's lies.
But what's the use of regretting it now, being skinned and cramped day and night, it's not to blame for her betrayal and choosing a camp with no bottom line.
"If you don't kill me, I will kill you sooner or later. I will kill all of you, ah~!"
Mei Fangfang's heart-rending scream was replaced by a painful scream as another armor plate was peeled off her body.
…
Chug tug tug…
The rotors of the helicopter's propellers ripped through the air and soared across the sky.
Niu Kaixin, Ge Xiaotian, Kong Minxue, and Zhao Shiyun were sitting on the plane. Everyone looked down through the portholes at the dilapidated city below.
The prosperity of the past is gone, and instead, there are ruins everywhere, streets are deserted, scrapped vehicles are jammed on the streets, buildings have collapsed, and there are scorch marks everywhere.
This was the once prosperous imperial capital, the imperial capital with feasting and feasting, the imperial capital that everyone yearned for. Under the devastation of the apocalypse, this scene really makes people feel sad.
"There are survivors on the roof ahead!"
The pilot suddenly said this, which instantly attracted the attention of several people on the plane.
At the top of a high-rise building, there were several embarrassed people standing on the snow-covered roof. They looked directly at the helicopter with dull eyes.
Some people stretched out their hands, thinking they were waving hello, but unexpectedly they extended their middle fingers to express their dissatisfaction, while others spat viciously.
Niu Kaixin and others looked at the survivors on the roof silently. It was not that they were indifferent, but the world was so bleak that they could not save or control them. Besides, these survivors did not need false kindness.
The helicopter continued to fly for about 30 minutes, and finally arrived at the safe area of the Forbidden City, a historic site.
After experiencing the catastrophe, the Forbidden City has long changed. On the 10-meter-high city wall, there are countless machine gun turrets, mortars, and anti-aircraft guns neatly arranged on the city wall, erected every one meter. Helicopters fly over to provide air defense. All the guns were turned and pointed at the helicopter.
The driver immediately reported his intention and confirmed again, and then the anti-aircraft gun was released from alert.
The helicopter flying over the Meridian Gate should have been a huge square, but at this time, there were densely packed simple wooden houses below. Viewed from a high position, it looked like rows of dense combs. The crowds were like ants, shuttling through the narrow corridors of these wooden houses. between.
Not only this place, but all the squares in the Forbidden City are occupied by these simple wooden houses. Although simple, they are the foundation for the residents of the Forbidden City to live and work.
Apart from anything else, the people who could settle down in the Forbidden City were either wealthy businessmen worth tens of billions, scholars who had read poetry and books, or were high officials who guarded a certain area, or they were respected public officials.
Once upon a time, every one of them was one person above ten thousand people.
Now we can only live together in a shack-like place, struggling to survive.
