Section 88 Question

This is a big base.

In the searched area, there were at least five hundred people living rooms. Using explosives and various tools, the mercenaries opened door locks that had been closed for nearly a hundred years. Due to the infiltration of water and the destruction of zombies, more than half of the equipment in the rooms was no longer available. The food was completely moldy, the metal utensils were corroded, and the energy-consuming controller was dilapidated... The zombies turned this place into their own nests. Fearing the sun, they captured all edible creatures from the wilderness and dragged them back to the living room deep in the tunnel to store and enjoy it. In a hall that was obviously used for mechanical repair, the mercenaries were surprised to find that there were jerky meat everywhere with disgusting and rotten meat. Among them were the most numerous giant rats, rotten wolves, and amazingly powerful double-headed cows and bears.

Of course, there are humans.

Frog-shaped zombies obviously inherited some of the wisdom of human beings about stockpiling materials. They hollowed out their internal organs, threw them into the sun outside the tunnel, and dried them, and then transported them back to the cave for a long time. Perhaps, it is this instinct that came before mutation that allowed them to last for a hundred years in the radiation-filled world and live until now.

Searching did not find nothing. After using explosives to explode a floodgate marked "d1 vehicle parking lot", the mercenaries finally found what they needed most urgently.

Nearly 100 trucks and various types of engineering vehicles covered with canvas are neatly parked on the flat cement floor. They are not penetrated by water flow and are still kept dry and clean before the closure. In the construction equipment placement area next to the truck, various different types of parts and equipment are placed in an orderly manner on the shelves. There is not much dust on their surface, and they only need a little cleaning to re-play their original role.

The second exploration team sent from Emma City arrived four days later. They carried more cutting and drilling equipment, and all possible directions leading to the base were carefully searched. The mercenaries assisted these professional exploration personnel in clearing the roads, injecting oil into the fuel tanks of various vehicles, and setting up a cordon near the base, and killing them immediately once any unidentified outsiders are found.

The exploration results were very frustrating. There was no new gain except for the already-explored parts. The old-age engineering builders applied too much reinforced concrete on this underground building, and even a layer of extremely hard all-metal protective layer. For this terriblely strong wall, the explorers could only shake their heads and smile—this was far beyond the limits that new-age technology could bear, and even the most powerful auger could not penetrate into it.

A week later, all the discovered vehicles and valuable supplies had been transported away. Looking at the empty tunnel, Locke and Lin Xiang jumped onto the last transport truck at the end of the team.

The entire base was emptied. The exploration team sent by Glifiz has the most sophisticated equipment in Sosbia, and they cannot even enter, and the headquarters is also powerless. As for several other large institutions, they may have several secret technologies, but they are also impossible to break through the solid all-metal protective layer. The technology of humans in the old era really made the new generation of humans feel incredible.

Despite this, the current harvest is also rich enough.

There are more than 30 motor engineering equipment such as eighty "Dongfeng" trucks used by the old army, including various excavators, bulldozers, forklifts, cranes, etc., as well as tens of thousands of accessories, consumables and a small amount of oil. If calculated in the currency issued by the Sosbia Company, the total value of this batch of materials has exceeded 50 million.

This is an extremely crazy number. After Locke learned the news, he poured half a bottle of brandy in one breath, which calmed his heart slightly. According to his statement, Sosbia is a powerful company, and bulk goods transactions are usually converted based on the amount stored in the credit card. However, the number of banknotes issued is very limited. According to the data released by the head office, the total amount of currency is even less than 100 million.

In other words, the materials obtained from the base can be more than half of the issuance of Sosbian currency.

In this regard, Lin Xiang showed unusual peace. He was like a devout Puritan, who would not be interested in any interests.

Only he himself knows best how much benefits he has gained during this entire exploration process.

The gate at the end of the tunnel, sealed by rust and moss, is the key to entering the inside of the base. As for the auxiliary road next to it, it is just the entrance to the attached area. According to the memories retained from the old era in his mind, the spatial comparison between the two is at least twenty to one.

There is an electronic password lock next to the gate. On the surface, it has already exhausted its energy and turned into a useless decoration. However, Lin Xiang knew that if according to the relevant regulations of the old army, this door lock would automatically switch to mechanical control mode after the energy was consumed. As long as the corresponding level of password is entered in sequence, the mechanical key can also turn on the backup transmission device.

The password is the relic left to him by General Xie Zhiping.

In the evening of winter, the dusk slowly climbs all over the earth. On the gentle slope of a quiet valley, large shrubs grow. Under the heavy night, the lush shrubs that still grow begin to emit a faint light green light. The light is not strong, but the shrubs reflect the entire hillside, and the valley is also shrouded in this light and mysterious glory.

Under the night, Emma City is far less lively than daytime. The tall buildings in the central area are brightly lit, and melodious music can be heard floating out from time to time. Searchlights extending toward the surroundings from the top and second and third floors illuminate all areas within the cordon.

In contrast, the slum next to it is much deserted. The dilapidated and crowded shack is almost dark, with occasional release of a few scattered lights, mostly accompanied by sporadic screams and various chaotic sounds. They may be a drunk guy venting his sorrow, or an energetic local snake fighting and fighting for territory. There are also many men and women who are doing it when they are excited and shouting when they reach their peak. These small houses made of old iron sheets and broken wooden boards are not sound insulation at all. Normal physiological communication can completely become semi-public performances. Of course, as for whether the actual meaning is the entanglement and collision between the body and love, or threats, temptations, or rape, only the parties involved know the most.

Lighting at night is a very luxurious act.

There is not much fuel in this era. Apart from being forced to keep warm, people rarely consume unnecessary consumption at night for the sake of light. In order to expand their influence and dominance, Sosbia Company opened some popular small shops on the edge of the central area of ​​the city. There are a small amount of kerosene and other necessities for daily necessities. Of course, if you have enough money or materials for exchange, you can even ask the company to help lay an additional power supply line. However, in reality, except for a few bar owners with gangster backgrounds, and large acquisition sites with abundant funds like "Yi Xianju", ordinary residents are simply unwilling to pay attention. They would rather exchange all the money in their hands for food and clothing than waste their fancy face and enjoyment.

The appearance of Lin Xiang and others immediately caused a sensation in the auction hall.

Every time the mercenaries come back from a mission, they will attract too much attention. Men will use the complex mentality of envy and jealousy to calculate whether they should join them next time. Women will quickly adjust their plans to change the person they accompany that night and empty their pockets in the shortest time. The money in the mercenary's pocket is like water in their hands, and they don't even know how to spend it. In short, their preferences are nothing more than tobacco and alcohol and women. Whoever takes the quicker will get the number and share.

Lin Xiang, Locke, Quinnier, and a group of veterans covered in blood and could obviously see the dry and hardened meat bones on them. This scene was very eye-catching. Moreover, these guys emitting high-level superpower aura were holding guns full of bullets. Especially Quinnier, he was extremely exaggerated and directly carried a cold-looking six-barrel machine gun with a look of metal reflected under the bright lights of the hall.

The three leaders rushed up the stairs like a whirlwind. Under the surprised and shocked gaze of the guards, they strode to the office decorated with beautiful classical wood grain. Quinnier, with a hideous face, raised his dirty military boots covered with mud, and kicked the closed door open with a "bang".

The fat Gliffiz sat behind the desk as usual, with a delicate texture and exquisitely crafted dark black uniform collar, with a white napkin tied into a flower-shaped shape. On the table was a delicate white porcelain plate. Through the rising white steam, you could see a thick layer of cream floating on the surface of the soup inside.

Looking at the three uninvited guests who suddenly broke into the room, Gliffiz's muscles stiffened. The unique irrational way of thinking of the merchant made him regain his thinking ability to be driven away by surprise in the shortest time. He gently put down the silver spoon in his hand, took off the napkin and wiped his mouth as if calm. His little eyes, which were squeezed by the fat meat, swept quickly across everyone, suppressing his inner fear and the urge to stand up and jump out of the window to escape, and said seriously: "You are here at the right time. I just started drinking soup, let's have dinner together!"

Lin Xiang slowly walked to the door, reached out and pulled the open door and closed it gently. His movements were very slow, without making any sound, and there was no expression of threat or intimidation on his calm face.

Glifiz only felt his heart beating violently. He stared straight, grabbed the napkin with his shaking hands and wiped it back and forth on his forehead. Perhaps it was because the fat was too thick! There was not too much cold sweat on the surface of his skin, but he still felt that he was very wet.

"You, what do you want to do?" Gliffiz knew that this was equivalent to not asking. If only Lin Xiang and Locke were the only people coming in, then there was still a need to ask. But among these two people, there was a Quinnier who should not have existed... The meaning represented by it was even a fool who could understand.

In the minds of many female employees in Sosbia, the mercenary captain Quinnier is a very ideal lover image. He is tall, strong, sunny, and his handsome face is always full of a cheerful and natural smile. The strength of the level 8 evolution is enough to protect any delicate woman. He is handsome and free, but he does not lose the strength and stability that a man should have.

These advantages are gone at this moment. Quinnier was naked, and every muscle was full and bulging, and his tendons were like a giant python. The bulge was so intense that it was exaggerated to describe it as horror. The bronze skin was covered with dry and hard blood scabs, and fresh cut scars could be seen on the surface of the thick muscles on his chest and arms. The beautiful cream-colored hair was covered with dirt and dirt, which were tied behind his head by a black rag strip. The cold weather seemed to have no effect on Quinnier. He hugged the heavy multi-barrel machine gun tightly and shaking his muscles like a show. The mud-covered military boots trampled back and forth on the beautiful wooden floor, leaving behind extremely dirty black footprints.

His chest was rising and falling violently with his heavy breathing, staring at Gliffiz with his eyes full of hatred and bloodthirsty eyes.

"You are wrong about this. It's not what we want to do, it's probably asking him what he wants to do."

Locke held a cigarette in his mouth and leaned against the edge of the door frame, with a disastrous expression on his face. He shrugged at the extremely nervous Gliffiz: "It's Quinnier who is trying to cause trouble for you, it has nothing to do with me."

Gliffiz's fat face twitched, and the thick blood vessels on his neck were beating due to fear. Cold sweat oozing from the surface of his skin soaked the clothes, and it was wet and sticky when he was stuck to his body. In front of these three guys with unknown intentions, he really did not dare to do too much, for fear of causing misunderstandings and causing more serious consequences.

After a long time, the pale faced Gliffiz focused his attention on Lin Xiang who had been silent all the time, and asked tremblingly: "What about you? What do you want to do when you look for me?"

Lin Xiang smiled calmly: "Like Locke, I am both an audience."

The words are very short, but the meaning is clear enough.

The expression on Gliffiz's face suddenly became a little angry, his eyes rolled back and forth on Lin Xiang and Locke. After a moment, he sighed and muttered to himself dejectedly: "It seems that you have all agreed... Say it! What do you want?"

"Why don't you ask me?" Quinnier, with a ferocious face, looked like a devil who ate human flesh: "You should know the best why I come here."

Glifiz suddenly felt that he had no strength in his body, so he could only lean half on the chair, looking at the naked man standing at the table in great fear like a poor woman about to be ravaged.

"I have said that it's not us, it's just Quinnier-"

Lock raised his voice and shook his head with difficulty. He pulled the closed door and waved at Lin Xiang: "Let's go! You should leave some private space for them. We can't speak some of the problems and we also interfered. They must solve them themselves."

As he said that, he winked at Quinnier, who was eager to try, "Just be gentle and just teach you a lesson."

"Hehehehe! I know the measure." Looking at Gliffiz who was weak and unable to even dare to show off his breath, Quinniel subconsciously licked the corner of his mouth, sneered with an evil face, put the multi-barrel machine gun heavily on the desk, strode to the chair, looked down at Gliffiz with a dull face, revealing two rows of white teeth...

The heavy door closed with a "bang" behind Locke and Lin Xiang, covering up Gliffiz's obvious crying pleas and prayers, as well as Quinnier's violent roar and the smashed cracks of the objects, and the special sound of his fist hitting his flesh...

Relying against the wall and feeling the slight vibration coming from the room, Locke took out two cigarettes and handed them to Lin Xiang. While taking out a lighter to light him, he looked at his well-proportioned and perfect body with his sense of power and oppression. After a long time, he said blindly: "...You are such a monster."

Before Lin Xiang could answer, Locke then said the second sentence: "Actually, Elena is a very good girl."

Lin Xiang, who had just taken a puff of cigarette, stopped the movement in his hand, turned around, and stared at him with inquiring eyes.

"Girls in the wilderness usually develop very early."

Locke did not look at his eyes, leaning back against the wall and muttered to himself: "The world is full of damn radiation. I have seen many little girls, who usually start to develop around eight or even earlier. According to statistics from Sosbia and several other companies, women in the wilderness can give birth at about eleven years old. This is not a big news, and I have seen earlier. If you go further and go around the camp near the moderate radiation area, you can see many girls who look like eighteen or nine years old and may be ten or even younger. They usually have two or more children. The ubiquitous rays shorten the pregnancy time and the mortality rate of babies born is very high. In order to keep race and group, they must assume the responsibility of their mothers at a very young age."

“Elena likes you very much.”
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