Chapter 177 Enslavement

"Check your seat belt and get ready to take off." After closing the cockpit door, Chu Nan who was sitting in the driver's seat said casually.

"Don't worry, I checked." Jiang Chen, who was wearing a mechanical exoskeleton, tapped his shoulder and smiled at him.

"This is the process, then, let's go." As he said, Chu Nan turned on the engine switch, and then signaled the "apprentice" sitting in the passenger seat to help him pay attention to the dial on the right.

Woo

The buzzing of high-voltage current came from outside the cabin, and with the help of the violent vortex airflow, Yunzhi 51 began to rise slowly.

Sitting across from Jiang Chen was the gunner, a young man in orange protective clothing. When he saw the leader of the base sitting opposite him, he had a slightly shy expression on his face.

"Don't be nervous." Jiang Chen said with a casual smile.

"Yes" the young man shouted loudly, trying to stand up and salute, but was pulled back by the seat belt in a funny way.

Haha smiled, Jiang Chen waved his hand, indicating that he doesn't need to be polite, and turned his gaze to the window.

The snow has stopped, but the snow has not melted.

This was the first time he had seen the entire Wanghai City from above.

In the world of silver and jade, the whole city shines brightly in the morning light. The dazzling brilliance seems to have washed away the haze of dust emission in the air.

If it weren't for the scattered zombies on the street and the unhealthy dust haze, he would almost forget that he was in the end of the world, not a snow city in the north.

"From this angle, this city is quite beautiful." Looking out the window, Jiang Chen said casually.

"It's really shocking to watch it for the first time. If you fly every day, you will get used to it." Chu Nan teased.

"Really?" Jiang Chen smiled and said noncommittally.

The ground troops have already set off first.

Five Tigers, an Assault infantry vehicle loaded with supplies, thirty light infantrymen with Ripper rifles, and two snipers with Ghost sniper rifles.

The destination is Shenxiang Town, and this time will be the first battle where the Fishbone Base faces the mutants' active attack.

Originally, it was okay for Jiang Chen not to come, but considering that more than 700 captives were to be recruited, as the leader of the Fishbone Base, it would be better to come forward and say something.

and. Overlooking the battlefield from top to bottom, he still had some expectations.

"I'm going to be exposed to radioactive dust, so put on your mask." As he spoke, Chu Nan pulled off the mask of his flying helmet.

"receive."

Jiang Chen pressed a few times on the mechanical exoskeleton. Then he took the helmet from the chair beside him, and inserted the connector into the slot on the neckline.

It was snowing, but this level of cold was as insignificant to the mutants as the spring breeze.

Even naked, they can stand in the freezing cold. Ignoring the violent snowstorm, he unleashed the firepower with the rifle in his hand.

They are born warriors, self-proclaimed supreme beings, and the terminators of old civilizations.

However, even if the army is not afraid of the severe cold, the winter expedition is still extremely difficult for them.

The stronger the body, the greater the consumption of materials. Everything to the west of the Zhufeng Highway was covered by heavy snow, and it was extremely difficult to pass vehicles. This undoubtedly added to the heavy burden on the already long supply line.

There are only two choices before the mutants.

One, send an advance team to establish an outpost in Shenxiang Town on the other side of the Taipu River, and then send a large force to Wanghai City.

two. Wait until the beginning of spring next year before marching to Wanghai City.

There is no possibility of reconciliation between mutants, once encountered, it will be an endless decisive battle. The leadership of the mutants is still very cautious about the conflict between entering Wanghai City and the local human forces. Unlike those scattered survivors in Jia City, as a wartime hotspot, Wanghai City has many survivor bases that have inherited black technology from the pre-war military industry.

If there is a conflict with those human forces, the mutants prefer to have conflicts in winter.

If they wait until next year's spring to march, the mutants' combat advantages in the severe cold environment will not be reflected. At the same time, those hungry xenomorphs awakened from hibernation will also make the trip to the city center more troublesome.

Due to the above factors, the mutants chose option one for the time being.

Although the road from No. 7 to Shenxiang Town was blocked by heavy snow. However, the road condition from Shenxiang Town to Wanghai City is quite good. As long as an outpost hoarding supplies is established in Shenxiang Town, the pressure on the supply line will be greatly relieved, and the winter expedition will become possible.

As a result, the prisoners in Shenxiang Town were not escorted back immediately. Instead, they were forced to work by the mutants who occupied the place and built fortifications.

Outside Shenxiang Town, the walls made of reinforced concrete can be seen for the first time.

The roadsides are littered with pieces of wood slag that once served as barriers and shelters on major and minor roads outside the town. However, when the mutants came, these vulnerable obstacles failed to bring the survivors huddled behind the bunker the slightest sense of security.

The steel-clothed monster held a machine gun, and the raging bullet storm destroyed the psychological defense of every defender.

There is a low bungalow not far from here. The concrete wall decorated with decorations was cut in half by the recoilless gun. The remnant walls were covered with hideous bullet marks, and the bloodstains on the wooden floor of the house were still clearly visible.

The survivors standing behind the bunker failed to cause even one casualty to the mutants who attacked. But when the first mutant stepped over the wooden bunker, the survivors had already left dozens of corpses on the ground, and had to raise the white flag to surrender.

The corpses of the recalcitrants were picked up with wooden spears and hung on the snow, being eroded by the wind and snow, and bitten by mutant rats. Like a banner, declaring the dictatorship and cruelty of the winner.

Wang Ping looked at those frail humans with difficulty, dragging concrete blocks and steel bars to walk on the snow, adding bricks and tiles to their outposts.

"Hurry up, damn maggot, who allowed you to stop, huh?" A hideous-looking mutant held a whip in his hand, swearing and swinging beside the slaves. From time to time, the whip in his hand was drawn towards the ragged figure, regardless of whether the victim made a mistake or not.

Those terrified faces made him feel happy instinctively.

It is no longer possible to obtain physical pleasure, and the male hormones in the whole body can only be vented through primitive violence.

"Lock, don't kill people. Even maggots are worth entertaining us." Wang Ping walked up to the supervisor, grinned his mouth full of fangs, and looked at the man who was lying on the ground. The boy on the snow did not hide the disgust and ridicule in his eyes.

Mutants will re-name themselves after being "born again". Abandon that decadent ethics along with one's own family name.

"Haha" Raising the whip in his hand, Locke laughed loudly, "Cowards, show me."

People carrying cement bags stopped one after another.

There are men. There are women, old people, and children.

The white mist was lingering, but it couldn't hide the terrified eyes. Yet they don't scream, and they don't get angry. The cold had already made their facial nerves lose sensation, and the bloodthirsty of the mutants made them forget what dignity is.

Looking at the numb faces with satisfaction, Locke looked down at the trembling boy curled up in the snow, grinned grinningly, raised his foot, and stepped on that immature face.

"Ah..." A suppressed howl came from under his feet, and his frozen fingers clasped the ground tightly, crushing the frozen lumps of snow.

The boy's father stood aside, his shoulders trembling constantly, his wide eyes were bloodshot.

The mutant standing by was holding a rifle. He looked at the slaves suffering humiliation jokingly. For those who lack entertainment, their favorite thing to do is to tease and insult those captives who are powerless to resist.

The fev virus is very miraculous, and its miraculous feature is that it can make the transformed person forget their previous reluctance and enjoy the feeling of evolution. He didn't remember the hatred for the mutants at all, and he willingly integrated into this new camp, hating the old group who refused to accept evolution.

"Don't" pierced the silence with piercing screams, and a woman with disheveled hair threw herself on the snow, tightly hugging the mutant's feet, desperately trying to save the boy who was trampled under his feet.

"Mom" the boy's eyeballs protruded from the squeeze, and the corners of his mouth squirmed weakly.

Locke looked down at the woman coldly. He stared coldly at the pleading and despair in her eyes.

"Go away." The cold words came out.

Locke raised his foot that was on the boy's face, kicked her hard on the chest, and kicked the woman flying.

Climbing up from the snow with difficulty, the woman's mouth was bloodshot. coughing.

However, her eyes did not look at Locke, but at the child who had been liberated from under her feet.

A gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and the woman crawled over to the child.

For some reason, looking at the expression on the woman's face, Locke felt very angry.

"Stop," he ordered haughtily.

The woman ignored him, moving her arms tremblingly. Rushing in the direction of the child. Seeing his mother approaching him, the boy had a rescued expression on his face.

Just then, a gun was brought to her head.

The woman raised her head in a daze, with a miserable smile on her face.

"Yes, can you not be here." She begged with a trembling voice.

From the moment she rushed out of the crowd, she knew her end. Anyone who dared to disobey them died, without exception.

If possible, she didn't want to die in front of her children.

The corner of Locke's mouth raised a disdainful sneer, this person actually wanted to negotiate terms with him?

"Let her go."

A man stood up, his legs and shoulders trembling, and Locke curled his lips in disdain.

"I am willing to die for her." These words seemed to exhaust all his courage.

The woman looked at the man, her eyes widened, and her face lost all color.

The dry lips opened and closed, and a weak pleading floated out.

"don't want"

"Then you go to die." Locke raised his hand and shot, the bullet pierced his chest, and even wounded the old man behind him.

"ah"

The crowd screamed and commotion, the woman screamed heart-piercingly, the boy stared at his father lying in the snow with wide eyes.

Looking at the woman who rolled and jumped on her husband, Locke had a sick and satisfied smile on his face.

He raised his gun and was about to execute the woman who had dared to get his feet dirty.

But at this moment, Wang Ping, who was standing aside, gently put his hand on the muzzle of his gun. To be continued.

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