I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 54: Falcon Fall 2
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(Time joins the end of the first volume chapter 29)
[Communication Interruption]
"Damn it!"
Crushing the punching steel plate with a fist, the orange characters on the crumbling display on the side made Chu Nan feel upset.
The collapsed electronic device was beating with a little weak spark, and the slightly trembling body made him suddenly nervous.
Standing in a stable state, he gritted his teeth and moved away the steel bar pressed against him. He glanced at the co-pilot beside his eyes. The unlucky egg was a bit miserable. The bent steel skeleton passed directly through his sternum, and blood was everywhere.
Looking at the steel bar passing under his armpit again, Chu Nan took a breath, and now he had no other idea than to think he was dead.
That is 1,200 meters above the sky!
Technology is completely set aside.
Chunan has done his best. When the aircraft engine loses power, it immediately opens the mechanical propellers of the circular vortex air acceleration devices on both sides of the fuselage. This is very important. If it is not opened at the initial stage of the fall, it is likely to be blown off by the high-speed airflow.
Well, fortunately this thing is still good.
Then start the standby circuit, but the situation is still not optimistic. His deputy tried desperately to get in touch with the headquarters, but he never responded.
Switching to manual driving, Chu Nan tried his best to stabilize the fuselage. The auto-balancing system has been damaged. At this time, if there is a roll or the tail is damaged and hovering, then God can't save them both.
The spare mechanical propeller is driven by the airflow, and the spin maneuver makes the propeller "drag" the helicopter like a parachute, and the nose begins to gradually fall under the action of gravity. When the propeller tilted to a certain angle, Chu Nan yanked up the joystick and instantly increased the rotor pitch. With the help of the passively rotating rotor, a short-term lift is generated, and the kinetic energy of the rotor's rotation is instantly converted into climbing pull.
The specific performance is that the nose is lifted up sharply, and the fall is suddenly slow, ready to land on the top of the building that will hit.
Then hit the wall on the top floor ...
Well, the operation is no problem, but it is difficult to choose the landing terrain in the city.
Then Chu Nan was splashed in the face with the hot blood stains, watching the comrades beside him being penetrated by steel bars.
What a hell!
The sudden EMP ... No, it should not be a simple EMP. Yunzhi-51's built-in anti-EMP equipment can be said to represent the highest-end military technology before the war, but it was completely paralyzed without being directly hit by that ray?
What the **** is this ...
Chunan gritted his teeth, pulled out the combat dagger tied to his leg, and cut off his stuck seat belt. With a bit of anxious glance at the dizzying height under his feet, he slowly pulled his leg out from under the twisted console and carefully crawled out of the cockpit.
What is the status of this Zhi-51 at this moment?
In short, a small half of the cockpit smashed through the walls of the 12-storey building, and then it was strung there by a few solid steel bars that emerged from the concrete wall. The tail and cabin are both hanging outside, or embedded in the building is only a small half of the nose in front of the driver's seat. I have to exaggerate the quality of this building. It can still be so intact after the nuclear bomb washes the ground. The steel skeleton obviously has no cut corners.
Every slight vibration of the fuselage shocked him. The squeaking friction sound made him bite his teeth nervously.
The bulletproof glass of the window has been completely broken, which also facilitated his escape. Only halfway through, he paused a little hesitantly, turned around and stretched out his hand to pull off the soldier's badge hanging on his comrade's neck and the clip around his waist.
After struggling, Chu Nan finally climbed onto the cold concrete floor. Looking back at the helicopter that had been hit into shape, he silently looked at his open palm.
The rough iron card was already covered with thick blood.
[Carol Bellman]
Turn to the opposite side, it is a line of small characters pierced by a needle.
[If there is a chance, I want to hang this thing at Arlington National Cemetery]
This co-pilot is a Hispanic American, formerly NATO Naval Air Force. However, the concept of nationality no longer exists. There are many foreigners living in Liuding Town, basically pre-war diaspora or former NATO soldiers.
When the world joint organization led by PAC, NATO, and CCCP dropped this devastated land and shot all the "hopes" into space, no one believed any authority or anything. After all, in the face of zombies and aliens, in principle, all humans belong to the same race.
Of course, except for mutants and cannibals.
Checking the equipment on his lower body, Chu Nan raised his hand and placed his index finger and **** on the back of his neck.
That is a kind of "dictator chip", but because of the addition of complex functions such as optic nerve access imaging and remote communication, although the effect of anti-EMP is equally good, it is not as good as the sixth "Slave Chips" produced by the block.
【Offline】
Chunan tried many times repeatedly, but failed to get in touch with Falcon-II and Black Knight Squad.
"Damn it, is it broken?"
Found that the "bomb" hanging on the back of the neck was damaged, at this time he could not tell whether it was joy or sadness.
Happily, it ’s free.
Unfortunately, freedom on the waste is a fart. There are people who eat, drink and sleep in Liuding Town. Who cares if they are not free?
Liuding Town is definitely not going back. It is estimated that everyone over there registered him dead. There will definitely be no rescue. There is only scrap metal worth more than 100,000 sub-crystals here. The pilot's value is not as high as the chip that broke his head.
"Forget it, let's go step by step." With a bitter smile on his face, Chu Nan tucked the soldier's card into his pocket and pulled out his pistol.
Counting the bullets inserted in the pistol, there are 5 bullets in the bullet. Two doses of hematopoietic needles, one roll of hemostatic bandage, EP has returned to normal, and a dagger and six tubes of B-level nutritional mixture. Well, because it is the Air Force, the nutritional mixture is also good.
The radiation monitoring system of EP is turned on. From the safe radiation value, it can be judged that this is a suburb, and he does not know which suburb.
The map of this area is not downloaded in EP.
Finally, I checked the equipment and looked back at the dead body and scrap iron helicopter. Chu Nan lowered his head and started walking downstairs.
Although he has also received land training, he has never encountered such a dilemma. Ordinary survivors, who will be fine to fight, plane? Anti-aircraft-level EMP bombs are not without, but they are definitely rare. That kind of stuff exploded during the war, and few people could fix it well.
As for the different types of air defense capabilities? For the first time, he heard that aliens can use EMP or similar pulse weapons.
Perhaps the former NATO aviation buddy had such trouble, but unfortunately he failed to survive. This time he was on the co-pilot.
"Corridor safety."
Just like training, Chu Nan silently said, then pressed the pistol and went downstairs.
If a zombie appears, then pierce his eyes with **. If it is a shrieker, use a shock bomb to cover it. If you meet Roshan or Deathclaw ... well, I hope not to.
The elevator naturally stopped. This building was supposed to be an office building before the war. The zombies were mainly concentrated in the hall. The zombies that were occasionally encountered in the aisle were also killed by his agile swing of a dagger. For this kind of little trouble, it is natural to be able to use a gun without a gun. Naturally, his physical performance after injecting D-level gene medicaments is easily solved.
The only regret is that he failed to unlock any hidden genetic code, which is considered to be the type of ordinary injectors.
Chun Nan was relieved when his feet were on the ground. Looking up at the sky, it is now about three o'clock in the afternoon.
At more than five o'clock, the streets became less safe. As for six o'clock, when it was almost dark, walking on the street was tantamount to suicide.
The city of Wanghai at night is a world of zombies.
"Well, hurry up and find a survivor base? ... or find a place to spend the night first." Chu Nan stood on the street and glanced down at the dull zombies beside him A glance, then walked to the other end of the street.
The abandoned cars on the street should remain the same as when the war broke out, and the hotspots of the war are from the city center to the coastal area, so people should all escape to the suburbs.
So, the direction most cars are facing should be the direction of the suburbs.
Looking at the cars on the street, Chunan wandered away from the city center.
Where to go, as long as it is away from the city center.
This is the consensus of all survivors.
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The sky is gradually fading, and the sunlight falling to the west is scattered with yellowish green and ominous under the dust.
I do n’t know how long I have been away. It was getting darker. Chu Nan glanced at the zombies next to his eyes, and those guys had started to whisper uncomfortably. Maybe after a while, these ghosts will start howling and killing the living creatures.
Would you like to find a place for the night?
Chu Nan thought secretly, and his pace began to speed up.
But just after he turned a street, he found a scene that shocked him.
A woman was firmly tied to a telephone pole by a few hemp ropes, just hanging in the middle of the street. Her clothes were very thin, and zombies were wandering around, not even daring to call for help.
With the sight of his pilot, he could even see the desperate expression on her pretty face.
At first glance, it was **** artificially.
"Mother's, which **** is such a poor prank." Chu Nan scolded, carefully glanced at the surrounding environment, and then walked to the woman who was tied to the pole.
Walking to the woman, Chu Nan looked forward to the begging look, Chu Nan took out the ** and cut the rope on her body.
It seems that because of the shackles of fear, the woman sobbed on him and hugged him behind him.
"Woo, thank you, thank you." That sounds good.
"Okay, rest assured, you are fine." This is the first time he has encountered this. He felt a little embarrassed, but patted the woman's back with some stiffness and comforted.
Are the inland survivors cruel to this extent?
Suddenly cursed the survivor who bound her here. Chu Nan prepared to ask where the nearby survivor base is.
However, at this moment, a round tube-shaped thing touched his head.
"Hey, buddy, you are the first pen to be hooked this month."
Cold sweat rose from his back, and Chu Nan's hand moved slightly, only to find that a dagger had reached his back.
The dagger was held by a slender hand.
At this time, a few men with shaved heads and bizarre tattoos came out of the abandoned shops. All of them carried some misbranded rifles, and some people only took a baseball bat.
The group of people seemed to be headed by the smoky bald head. I saw that the man walked to the front of Chu Nan, then raised his eyebrows, extended his hand to the woman ’s face and patted it, grinning and praise Say
"Good job, bitch."
It turned out to be like a dog.
A perverted flush appeared on her face, pleased to look at the man who humiliated him.
This morbid reality made Chu Nan feel a chill in his back, and a drop of cold sweat slipped across his cheek.
Even after living in the last days for so many years, he was the first to encounter such a hell.
Is this still a person?
"Two doses of hematopoietic needles, a roll of hemostatic bandage, good stuff. Six tubes of B-level nutritional mixture! The head, a big fish!" The one stepped forward and took the pistol he was holding in his hand The man who searched the body suddenly shouted with joy.
The zombie next to him glanced at this, but there was no movement, and it was two hours before dark.
The bald head looked at Chu Nan with interest.
"Name?"
"Chunan." There's nothing to hide, it's on the EP.
"Where are you from?"
"Liuding Town ... Air Force."
"What about your plane?" There was a flash of greed in the bald eyes, and there was no scruples like Chunan's wish.
"Crashed."
"Haha." The bald man smiled, said nothing more, and then motioned for the younger brother to tie this person up.
"If you are trying to rob, your purpose has been achieved, everything is for you, how about letting me go?" Chu Nan said calmly.
The bald head looked at him and raised his eyebrows, then suddenly punched him in the face with a punch, and hit his head straight to the side.
Suppressing the anger in his heart, enduring the fierce pain in his left face, Chu Nan looked at the bald head.
"A captive still has so much bullshit, let's beat you." The curse grinned. The bald head poked the drained cigarette **** on his face and then waved, "Bring it back." >
Looking at the rotten good man hooked like a pen, shaved his lips scornfully, then kicked the woman who squatted in front of his feet, but her face was showing sick redness and pleasing Smirk.
This woman has no name, just a slave. It used to be a solo traveler? However, he didn't remember exactly when he was plundered, and he was too lazy to care about how he was tuned and taught. But how she got him, he remembered very clearly.
Last month, Zhou Guoping discovered a big fish, and finally proved that it was a big fish.
The boss sent an entire looting team, but was endangered by Lu Renjia's pen. How confident would he bring everyone into the enclosed building to catch people? Do n’t look at the map. Is there a back door like a sewer?
In short, more than a dozen people came back alive while driving.
Fortunately, although the boss was angry, he did not blame him for providing clues. He just took off the head of Lu Renjia and the captain of the other team leader to take off the rice and vented his anger. To other subordinates.
This is a deterrent and an incentive. Gangsters such as the Grey Gu Mercenary Corps can only be brought together by this rude method.
Well, in short, the dog-like "thing" that was tuned and taught was divided into Zhou Guoping's hands. But even though the boss didn't punish him, he still got rid of his fat shortage in the sixth block and let him do the job of robbing the survivors.
I have to say that trying to catch a survivor on waste soil is harder than catching a mutant rat. The only people who can live in the ruins until now are the human spirits. The only ones who are a bit stupid are the "honest people" who haven't left the base very much. This month their income is almost zero.
Airmen? It's a big fish.
Zhou Guoping tilted his mouth, turned the rifle to his shoulder, and took the younger brothers back to the station.