Chapter 1,168 The Alcoholic Mao Zi

Metro Line 35, the waiting room hall of Xinfeng Station, where the vanguard troops exploring Metro Line 35 are stationed.

Jiang Chen's guess was correct. Those flesh and blood bodies were indeed no match for steel armor, at least not the alien species lingering on Line 35. The tank easily ran over the corpses, leaving only a pile of flesh.

The only trouble we encountered was a group of spitters and a few throwing Roshans.

However, what they encountered was only trouble, not even danger.

Along the way, we visited three subway stations. The surface parts of two of the subway stations have collapsed to varying degrees. Only the Xinfeng Building Station, located within the Fifth Ring Road, is still intact.

Yegor gave the order to rest, and a dozen tanks blocked the lanes at both ends. The remaining armored vehicles, with the cooperation of the infantry, cleared away the zombies in the waiting room hall and cleared an open space. Several base vehicles drove over slowly and put down their stands in the waiting room hall.

On the 100-meter-long ramp, soldiers wearing Russian-made military uniforms used polyethylene bulletproof panels to build simple defenses at the ticket gate of the subway station and mounted machine guns to guard against possible threats outside the subway station.

After setting up camp, Yegor jumped off the tank stained with minced meat and blood and walked towards the base vehicle.

Not far away, engineers were using engineer shovels to shovel piles of pureed meat from the tank, collect it into boxes, and transport it to the organic conversion furnace for processing into a nutritional mixture. In the back of the armored vehicle, there were bags of corpses of spitters held up by nets. Soldiers in chemical protective suits rummaged through the corpses with daggers to recover the subcrystals of the spitters.

These sub-crystals are good things containing rich energy, which can be converted into electrical energy through special generators, or made into pseudo-nuclear fusion batteries to power tank engines.

Although these sub-crystals are not as large as those condensed in the alien bodies in the Berea Wasteland, they are superior in number, to a level that is unimaginable to those who have just come out of the wasteland.

In the communication base vehicle, Smirnov was communicating with the rear troops.

When he saw Yegor walking into the base vehicle, he immediately stood up and gave a military salute.

"How's the harvest?" Yegor nodded and motioned for him to sit down, casually pulled out a chair and sat across from him, "Tell me carefully."

"The captured organic matter produced a total of 3,000 nutrient mixtures and a thousand sub-crystals. The fifty newly cultivated clone soldiers in the incubation base vehicle have awakened and are currently undergoing training subjects in the virtual training facility.

"Smirnoff Report.

The frontline troops have two artifacts, one is the clone trooper and the other is the nano-serum.

The former constituted the cannon fodder army of the Soviet Union, and the latter constituted the super soldiers in the Soviet army. Both of them caused headaches for NATO and Pan-Asian cooperation.

In the culture tank, it only takes ten days for a clone with sufficient nutrients to grow from an infant to an adult. After a little training, it can rush to the battlefield with a rifle. The clones "produced" through this technology will have an IQ of no more than 100 and an average lifespan of less than 10 years. Their only value is to use numbers to suppress the enemy's front lines and consume the opponent's ammunition... but they are surprisingly easy to use.

As long as it is commanded properly, it can work wonders on the battlefield.

As for the nano serum, we’ll talk about that later.

Rich in organic matter and abundant energy, all the alien species in Eastern Siberia combined are probably not as good as the subway in Shangjing City. While they are still fighting a desperate struggle for survival against extreme weather, the survivors of Pan-Asian cooperation are sitting on such a treasure.

Compared with Uelien, which is covered in ice and snow all year round, this place is simply paradise...

"This is simply paradise." Yegor couldn't help but admire.

What he is most fortunate about now is that he chose to go south to Pan-Asia instead of going west across Siberia to Moscow.

"That's right," Smirnov said with emotion, "Not only those pitifully weak zombies and alien species, but just now, our field researchers discovered a fluorescent fungus in the subway station that is rich in nitrogen and phosphorus. Elements can be used as substitutes for some chemical raw materials... I have to say that there are good things everywhere here."

As soon as he heard about chemical raw materials, Yegor's expression changed and he hurriedly asked the question he was most concerned about.

"How is the situation on the ammunition production line?"

"The ammunition production line has begun operation. We have dismantled some facilities in the subway for recycling, and metal resources have been replenished to a certain extent, but other resources are still lacking...especially oil and its substitutes, rubber, and some chemical raw materials."

Ammunition has always been a big problem plaguing their Uelian border guards. Without industrial support, it is almost impossible to maintain this huge armored force. Fortunately, they have dozens of base vehicles. As long as they can obtain resources, there is no problem in achieving a certain degree of self-sufficiency.

Of course, the premise is that resources can be collected.

Hearing the news that the ammunition production line had started operating, the big stone that had been weighing on Yegor's heart for a long time was finally let go, and a smile finally appeared on his weather-beaten face.

"Sir."

"What's wrong?"

"Do we still want to continue exploring?" Smirnoff glanced out the window of the base. "The current resources are enough for us to digest for a long time."

"why not?"

"But……"

"You want to talk about the issue of benefits and risks, right?" Yegor grinned. He was in a good mood today, so his temper was much better. "My dear Comrade Smirnov, I I know exactly what you mean. After all, our one-day income today is probably more substantial than our previous one-week income in the Siberian wilderness. Especially the organic synthesis furnace that is constantly running, and the beautiful sound is like singing. I’ll be honest with you. I never imagined that one day we would be able to live such a prosperous life.”

"Then why..." Smirnov said hesitantly.

Although he has not encountered any danger so far, the dark tunnel always gives him an ominous premonition.

It's like the end of this tunnel leads straight to hell.

"Have you noticed?" Looking in the direction of the railway line, Yegor narrowed his eyes. "The lanes here are very wide, and there is even a cement road left in the middle of the train for two cars to go parallel."

If at first Yegor just wanted to use the subway line to launch a surprise attack on NAC's steel airship, but as he continued deeper into the subway, he faintly noticed something unusual.

"This is a strategic passage for Pan-Asian cooperation." Yegor pointed to his feet and said, "This city's underground transportation network together constitutes a wartime transportation artery for Pan-Asian cooperation."

Smirnov nodded, obviously he also noticed this.

only……

So what?

"Comrade Smirnov, I wonder if you have ever considered a question," Yegor said with a grin, putting his hands behind his back, "For example, what is buried under this intricate subway network? "

"Why are you so sure that there must be something buried underneath?" Smirnov asked in confusion.

"The intuition of a legion commander." Yegor nodded his head with his index finger, a hint of excitement flashing in his pupils. "My intuition tells me that there must be something buried underneath. It may be a super weapon. Maybe it's just a pile of useless gold, but no matter what, I can't sit back and watch it lie at my feet without doing anything. Do you understand this feeling? Comrade Smirnov."

Taking a deep breath, Smirnov nodded.

"I see."

"That's good." Yegor looked at him, nodded, turned and walked out of the base vehicle.

However, as soon as he stepped through the door, he suddenly stopped.

"By the way," Yegor turned to look at Smirnov and pointed at his feet, "Are there a lot of fungi here?"

After being slightly stunned, Smirnov nodded.

"I don't know if many of them count, but there are a lot of them anyway. It's just that most fungi are inedible. Even if they are used as raw materials for nutritional mixtures, their organic matter utilization rate is not high, and they are not as good as heterogeneous species..."

"It's not for consumption, it has nothing to do with food," Yegor grinned, "I heard that there is a kind of wine, it seems to be called...mushroom wine."

Smirnov was stunned for a moment, and a hint of ecstasy gradually spread on his face.

liquor!

Mushroom wine!

The two men looked at each other and grinned in unison.

Wine is a good thing!

Even if it is wine made from poisonous mushrooms, the alcohol only needs to be distilled and mixed with nutritional mixture or something to make a drinkable wine.

As for whether it tastes bad or not, who cares?

Anyway, vodka is just like the taste of alcohol mixed with water. Many people have not tasted alcohol for more than ten years. Even the lowest quality blended wine is a rare thing for these old men who are addicted to alcohol. of fine wine.

As long as it's alcohol, they're never picky!

"I'm going to give you a task." Yegor said with a straight face, "Retrieve two from the field researchers and make sure to solve the problem of brewing drinkable mushroom wine for me!"

As if he had already smelled the smell of alcohol, Smirnoff's chest was high and he roared with high morale.

"Promise to complete the mission!"

"Then go quickly!"

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Thanks to leader Liu Wendi for the reward!

While I was coding this chapter, I was at the KFC next to Wuhan Railway Station, preparing to go to Hangzhou to attend my cousin’s wedding. As a result, happiness came too suddenly. As soon as I refreshed my phone, I found that there was an additional alliance leader...

And there are still three alliances!

Ahem, to be honest, the three alliances really scared me.

The hand holding the phone was shaking a little, and I felt very touched and ashamed.

What is touching is that so many book friends support me.

Ashamedly, I haven’t had many outbreaks in the past few months.

It’s graduation season again, and this year it’s my turn. Graduation thesis, defense, unfinished credits... all kinds of troubles are coming. Sometimes I really want to split myself in half, one half to deal with college, and the other half. Sit down and code quietly.

Of course, having said all this is not to make excuses for being immobile.

I'm ashamed, I should be more diligent.

I feel sad as I write this.

I don’t have much to say, I can only thank you for your support along the way, and all my book friends who have supported me.

On the 11th, when I come back from outside, I will make up for the missed explosion!

) (To be continued.)