After dinner, Chen Xing returned underground and continued to command. But he had been busy all day and was a little tired. He fell asleep while waiting for feedback.
"Commander, wake up quickly, there's a situation!"
In the middle of the night, he was woken up by a hurried voice and learned that he had encountered a corpse nightmare during the exploration and had lost three soldiers. The corpse nightmare was crawling towards this direction. Chen Xing made a decisive decision, ordered a retreat, and notified the mecha team outside to prepare for bombardment. When the corpse monster appeared, he would blow it to pieces.
"Hurry up!"
After receiving Chen Xing's order, the mecha pilot quickly got up from the tent, opened the hatch, climbed into the cockpit, flipped the switch, and lit up the screen. The logistics personnel ran back and forth, constantly stuffing shells into the magazine behind the mecha.
"Load it!"
Following the command from the captain of the mecha team, all the mechas carrying mortars on their shoulders made a "clucking" sound, which was the friction sound of the cannonball being pushed into the barrel.
Immediately afterwards, the surroundings became quiet. The beam of the searchlight was concentrated at the entrance of the tunnel and swept across a small area. Everyone held their breath and stared intently.
I don’t know how long it took, but a piece of ground suddenly bulged out. . In the incandescent beam, a pile of rotten flesh appeared, with countless faces twisting on the pus-covered surface, slowly squirming.
"Dong-dong-dong!" "Dong-dong-dong!" "Dong-dong-dong!" "Dong-dong-dong!"
The next second, ten mechas opened fire at the same time, and the shells roared away and exploded around the corpse. In an instant, the soil rushed into the sky like a fountain and fell like raindrops.
"Hit, hit again!"
Before the smoke cleared, Chen Xing issued the first round of orders. In his previous life, he had encountered zombie nightmares several times when he was in the Thunder Light Regiment, and he had seen their tenacious vitality, which could not be solved by a few cannonballs.
Next, several more rounds of shelling were carried out until the barrel turned red and translucent and it was necessary to stop and rest.
Chen Xing tensed his nerves and did not dare to relax. Suddenly, there was a sharp and long cry in the smoke, and Chen Xing immediately fell to the ground. The sound of breaking through the sky came from far to near, falling into the group of mechas.
Turning around, he saw a mecha that was emitting a lot of white smoke and twisting uncontrollably. Sparks and arcs shot out from its joints, and a tragic wail came from the cockpit.
"Hand, my hand! Help, ahhh!"
But in a blink of an eye, when the smoke cleared, the huge mass of flesh appeared again in the beam of the searchlight. Although the surface was scorched black and dripping with pus, it did not appear to be fatally injured.
Chen Xing quickly scanned it with a black watch.
[Zombie Nightmare (Normal)]
[Vitality: 707/914]
[Innate ability: body regeneration, acid spray]
[Negative Trait: Slow Action]
[Viruses that may be carried: zombie disease]
Unexpectedly, several rounds of shelling only caused more than 200 points of damage to it. It was too difficult to deal with.
Just when he was feeling worried, the old man in white robe standing on the high ground suddenly reached out and grabbed it, and a spear appeared out of thin air. The body of the spear was as black as ink, cold and heavy, but the tip of the spear was as red as it was burned by fire.
I saw the old man throwing up the spear, grabbing it with his backhand, leaping into the air, spinning around and throwing it.
"drink!"
A ray of red light shot out, instantly piercing through the corpse nightmare, and then the fire flashed and exploded. The dazzling light is like the rising sun.
The zombie was blown to pieces, and there were squirming pieces of flesh everywhere on the ground. Chen Xing immediately waved his hand and ordered the firing of incendiary bombs. The soldiers and mechas quickly switched to liquefied fuel bombs and threw them at the minced flesh of the zombies.
Fire suddenly shot into the sky, and the smell of burnt meat filled the air.
The old man landed on his feet, his face flushed, and he took several deep breaths before he regained his composure. It seemed that this attack had taken a heavy toll on him.
"Third uncle, your Great Sun Demon-breaking Spear has improved again." Ye Yang Qingyan said in surprise.
"Congratulations, third uncle." Ye Yang Bailiu nodded and said.
"Haha~" The third uncle smiled slightly, waved his hands and said, "I'm old and can't do it anymore. It's up to you in the future."
After a while, the flames extinguished and Hook led his men to clean up the battlefield. Not long after, a green crystal the size of a walnut was delivered to Chen Xing.
The tunnel was destroyed by a series of shellings
[Intermediate toxin & energy crystal (corpse nightmare), about 26 grams]
[Market price estimate: 1300~1320 gold coins (World Bank)]
Although it was worth a lot of money, nearly 50 gold coins per gram, it was still a loss. One Art6, three lives, and a large number of incendiary bombs and artillery shells were consumed.
After cleaning the battlefield, Chen Xing sent someone to give the corpse nightmare crystal core to Ye Yang Qingyan, who distributed it uniformly. Next, because most of the tunnel was collapsed by artillery shells and needed to be dug again, Chen Xing had to return to the water station to rest.
The next morning, at dawn, he returned underground and continued to direct the exploration.
The underground survival center is composed of five major parts, namely living area, manufacturing area, power generation area, planting area and resource recovery area.
The living area and planting area are on the top level, the middle level is the manufacturing area and resource recovery area, and the bottom level is the power generation area. Most survival shelters are powered by geothermal power. Thermal energy is converted into electrical energy through steam engines, and then various types of production are carried out.
Electric lights can provide plants with the energy needed for photosynthesis, and electrolysis technology can decompose all types of garbage. It can be said that electricity is the lifeblood of a survival shelter, and a power outage means death.
At noon, the expedition team found a residential area where senior officers lived and harvested a batch of souvenirs, including sabers symbolizing status, medals representing military achievements, exquisite pistols, gold bars, watches, jewelry, and various handicrafts.
It was roughly estimated that it could be sold for more than 100,000 gold coins. Chen Xing secretly hid two gold guns, a pocket watch and three major bronze medals, and handed over the rest. The things he keeps secretly account for about 5% of the total value. Even if the third uncle and Ye Yangqingyan know about it, they will turn a blind eye. After all, he has spent a lot of manpower and material resources.
On the third night, the expedition finally entered the manufacturing area. The passage is much wider, with pipelines above it and tracks installed on the ground. Old rail cars can be seen from time to time.
People in the survival shelter manufacture and repair various types of equipment here, as well as produce weapons and medicines. Some survival centers are also connected to the subway tunnels before the catastrophe, allowing transactions with other survival centers.
But later on, due to years of underground life, some people developed pathologies. In order to avoid being infected, most survival centers have cut off contact with each other.
The rooms in the manufacturing area are large and equipped with various large-scale production equipment, but they are not very valuable and can only be used as scrap iron for steelmaking.
"Commander, we found traces of some kind of large creature."
An expedition team discovered several giant holes several meters in diameter, unlike those made by humans. Chen Xing went to the scene to check and found that there were still traces of high-temperature burning all around, and he quickly thought of steam silkworms.
The size of the steam silkworm matches the size of the hole, and where the high-temperature rays pass through, linear burn marks will be formed. There are various signs that the steam silkworm came here, then dug a hole and left.
