Chapter 432 Shrinking the Line of Defense
( ) After 5 days of resistance, under the command of the headquarters, Camp No. 27 chose to retreat strategically.
Very wise decision.
The core of Camp 27 is just those scientists. As for the buildings on the surface, it would be no pity to abandon them. Anyway, the xenomorphs don’t have the habit of tearing down empty houses, so they just need to take them back when the time comes.
And if you stick to this place, if the tide of alien species expands, the supply line between Camp 27 and Fishbone Base will be cut off first. Without ammunition supplies, Camp No. 27, which is closer to the city center, will undoubtedly be in a tough fight. Although it is protected by a wall, the wall is not absolutely reliable in the face of alien tides.
Crowds of zombies can build adult ladders, larval zombies thrown by throwers can cross the wall, and Roshan, who likes to throw things around, can even tear down the wall.
The most frightening thing is the mutated mosquito, which is like a cavalryman flying in the sky. The needles on its mouth are as sharp as spears, and often a single dive can kill a person.
In order to fight these difficult creatures, Vault 27 even designed a simple flamethrower specifically for it. Held by soldiers wearing power armor or full-angle body armor, standing in the front row and setting fire to these mutant mosquitoes, the effect is extremely gratifying.
But in the face of the increasingly strong alien tide, the optimistic situation is still less and less.
In less than 5 days since the outbreak of the alien tide, the number of soldiers stationed in the camp has been reduced by 15. If you continue to persevere, the consequences will be really unpredictable.
Under Wang Zhaowu's organization, Xu Lu retreated into the shelter with non-combatants and some security personnel and closed the gate. Wait for the situation to stabilize before returning to the surface. The fuel rods and living supplies stored in the shelter are enough to support the consumption of the survivors for 2 years. And the alien tide usually only lasts for a few months...
If nothing unexpected happens.
A total of 500 combatants loaded ammunition supplies and fixed weapons onto the truck, and machine guns were welded on the top of the truck.
Under the hunting tiger's path. Trucks filed out from Camp No. 27 and crashed into the group of corpses wandering on the street.
The machine gun on the roof kept firing to both sides of the street, leaving behind a lot of orange shell casings.
∷∷, Zombies rushed towards the convoy like a tide, but most of them were torn to pieces under the staggered firepower net. Occasionally, fish that slipped through the net also fell under the muzzle of the Ripper rifle.
In the distance, Roshan waved the street lamp in his hand, and greeted the convoy with clumsy steps.
Liehu, who found the target, moved the turret slowly, and the Type 50 electromagnetic gun suddenly fired shells, piercing the pile of fat.
Blood and bullet casings paved the way.
...
Fish bone base.
Engineers are adding quadruple anti-aircraft machine guns to the fence. And the fifty-type electromagnetic gun against large-scale aliens. Soldiers with rifles patrolled the fence, firing at places where the zombies were densely populated from time to time.
Under the fluttering flag, the zombies hung their heads and wandered under the wall. In those flushed eyes, a bloodthirsty fierce light flickered faintly.
Generally speaking, zombies during the day are not aggressive, but due to the tide of alien species, the situation has changed slightly. As if drawn by some kind of force, these zombies spontaneously gathered towards the location of the living.
This situation is somewhat similar to that of x2 bacterial infection. However, the difference is that when the alien tide broke out, all the indicators in the air were normal.
The fishbone base is far from the city center. So far, we haven't encountered any serious alien species, but Jiang Chen has a premonition that this good weather will soon end.
Standing on the sentry tower of the fence, Jiang Chen looked at the distant streets with binoculars.
suddenly. The figure of a hunting tiger appeared in his field of vision. The surface of the armor was condensed with hideous lumps of flesh, and the tracks had been stained black by the grease and blood of the zombies. Then the outline of the truck following behind gradually became clear. In order to prevent the zombies from overturning the truck. The machine gun unleashed its firepower continuously, smashing the zombies close to the convoy into pieces.
Jiang Chen put down the binoculars. He picked up the walkie-talkie and said briefly.
"Clear space at the door."
"receive!"
The soldiers who had been waiting under the wall carried their rifles to the wall one after another, and some rushed to the machine gun point. Some put their rifles on the firing port. Led by the knight wearing the mechanical exoskeleton, everyone rushed to the battle position in the shortest possible time.
"Fire!" Following a knight's order, the soldiers on the wall all pulled the triggers.
A very spectacular scene.
The orange-yellow ballistics rushed towards the group of corpses like a torrential rain, instantly blowing away the crooked approaching zombies. The grenadier took out conventional grenades and Molotov cocktails from the ammunition box, and threw them fiercely at the corpses.
The flames exploded, and stumps and broken arms flew around. In the face of the survivors' guns, the flesh-and-blood zombies seemed powerless to fight back.
"Facing ordinary zombies is easy to make people inflated." Walking to Jiang Chen's side, looking at the zombies that were suppressed by the firepower, Sun Jiao sighed with emotion.
At this moment, Sun Jiao had already put on her body armor, and her sk10 Sirius, which she hadn't used for a long time, was hanging on her chest.
Smiling, Jiang Chen didn't answer, but took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth.
In just one cigarette, the zombies under the wall have been cleaned up in sevens and eighties.
At the same time, the convoy drove to the door before the zombies gathered again. The soldiers guarding the gate immediately pressed the button to open the door, and the steel gate slowly opened, letting in the blood-stained convoy.
Several medical personnel ran forward and dragged the wounded on a stretcher to the hospital for treatment. Several engineers wearing chemical protective suits and carrying plastic drums then ran forward and washed the entire convoy with a slender sprayer.
Tired soldiers jumped out of their vehicles and hugged and reunited with their relatives who were waiting. As for the blood-stained people, they all chose to go to the bathhouse to take a hot bath first.
When they arrived at the base, their tense nerves could finally be relaxed.
"I'll go there."
Pressing the cigarette butt on the wall, Jiang Chen and Sun Jiao greeted each other, then turned and walked downstairs.
At this moment, the entrance of the base can be described as a busy scene.
"Quick, quick! He's covered in acid from the Spitter."
"It's really fucking miserable. I have to deal with it first and send it to the medical cabin. Come and help me..."
Stretchers passed by one after another. Because the medical cabin was limited, many soldiers with minor injuries could only be transferred to the ward to queue up. Some seriously injured soldiers can only be treated by doctors on the spot and then sent to the medical cabin for recovery.
Jiang Chen stopped and took a look. The soldier whose face had been burnt to the bone by the acid could not help but feel a little churning in his stomach.
It's lucky to be able to survive this...
After a pause of two seconds, Jiang Chen continued to walk forward.
Walking to the front row of the team, beside the Liehu, he saw Wang Zhaowu who was in charge of leading the team.
Because of sitting in the tank, Wang Zhaowu's condition is not bad, at least he didn't suffer any trauma. Although judging from the dark circles under his eyes, he may not have closed his eyes for a long time.
Passing the rifle in his hand to the soldiers at the side, Wang Zhaowu neatly gave a military salute to Jiang Chen.
Without exchanging too many pleasantries, Jiang Chen took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to him. This kind of finely crafted cigarettes has always been a luxury that is sold in the wasteland. Although he can buy it with his salary, not everyone has the honor of being handed cigarettes by the leader.
Watching Wang Zhaowu take the cigarette flattered, Jiang Chen smiled and asked in a chatty tone.
"How's the situation over there at Camp 27?"
"It's very bad." A haze flashed across his face, Wang Zhaowu slowly exhaled smoke rings, and said in a deep voice, "We have already seen throwers and mutated mosquitoes. On the way, we also met people who are going to Breathers on the move around here. Luckily the Tiger is at the front of the line..."
Throwers usually operate outside the city center, but rarely enter the suburbs. Throwers have already appeared in camp 27, so the tide of alien species has become stronger.
After a pause, Jiang Chen continued to ask.
"Have you brought anything?"
"Here, do you want me to show you now?"
"Let's go now." Jiang Chen said.
Wang Zhaowu nodded, turned around and led Jiang Chen to the center of the convoy.
When the two arrived at the target location, several workers were already driving the lift truck to help unload the goods.
"That's it. Engineering robots, deep-sea mining equipment, but I'm afraid they won't be needed now." Looking at the 8 heavy containers, Wang Zhaowu smiled wryly.
In this situation, you can't even touch the sea.
That's not necessarily true. Jiang Chen smiled mysteriously, but did not answer.
It was not easy to move this set of deep-sea mining equipment from Camp No. 27. The whole set of equipment weighed 400 tons, and each container weighed 50 tons. In order to move these boxes, Wang Zhaowu specially arranged four heavy trucks in the middle of the queue. At the risk of slowing down the marching speed, they dragged the equipment back.
Looking at the eight containers, Jiang Chen nodded in satisfaction.
In this way, the matter of deep sea mining is settled. The production of virtual reality helmets requires a large amount of molybdenum ore. With the current price of molybdenum ore, relying on imports to complete production will undoubtedly increase the cost of helmets. If he mines the molybdenum ore by himself, Jiang Chen has calculated that the production cost of the virtual helmet will be at least doubled.
"Thank you." Jiang Chen patted his shoulder and said.
"Hey, it's not hard. It's much easier than sticking to Camp No. 27." Wang Zhaowu smiled and waved his hand holding the cigarette butt.
"Go and rest first, remember that I will have a meeting in my office in two hours." Jiang Chen looked at Wang Zhaowu and said.
"yes!"
After performing a military salute, Wang Zhaowu immediately turned and walked towards the living area.
After taking the car all the way, he was indeed a little tired. At this moment, he just wanted to go back and take a shower, and then take a nap before the meeting.
After Wang Zhaowu left, Jiang Chen looked at the workers at the side and ordered them to carry the container to the backyard of the villa, and then walked towards the community center. (to be continued...)
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