I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

Seeing the last line of words, Jiang Chen’s face could not help but show a trace of weirdness. ...

I was really guessed by the gangster. Lin Chaoen was really not a human being, but a complete machine.

Unlike Lin Ling, who is an electronic person, there is no trace of a trace of cells in his body. This is a repeated confirmation of Jiang Chen, even the "meat" filled on the mechanical bones is composed of silica gel similar to the skin texture.

Jiang Chen reopened the map and confirmed the red question mark on the edge of the city center.

“What's there here?”

Frowning and thinking for a moment, Jiang Chen also marked the location on his ep map.

Collapsed the holographic computer, he immediately left the villa.

After rushing back to the office of the community center, Jiang Chen recruited Cheng Weiguo who had just finished eating.

It didn't take long for Cheng Weiguo to appear at Jiang Chen's desk.

"Is there a problem?"

Jiang Chen opened the ep map and pointed to Cheng Weiguo the area marked.

"I want to send someone to explore this area. Do you have any good suggestions?"

"Downtown?" Staring at the position, Cheng Weiguo touched his chin and frowned. "There is no higher risk than Qingpu, heterogeneous and zombies. Right, can you observe from a high altitude?"

Jiang Chen stunned and immediately showed a blank expression.

Yes, it is said that there is a helicopter at the base of the fish bone. Although it has been converted into a gunboat, it is no problem to carry out reconnaissance missions.

"How is the pilot training?" Jiang Chen asked quickly.

Chunan is now acting as his agent in the sixth block, and the task of driving a helicopter is naturally handed over to others.

"I have already trained two out. It was taught by Chu Nan personally. He only took the helicopter back from the sixth block some time ago. Hearing what he said. Although the two pilots are lacking in experience, the knowledge of driving is almost the same. Have already learned." Cheng Weiguo laughed.

"That's good. You should pay attention to this matter, and report to me at the first time with the results."

"Yes." Cheng Weiguo took a military ceremony and took it away.

However, at this moment, the mobile phone on the desk suddenly rang.

Cheng Weiguo squatted and stopped.

Jiang Chen seemed to expect something, his face flashed a touch of joy, grabbed the paper-sized phone and put it in his ear.

"Hey?"

"Marshal! Elevator, the elevator stopped!" The voice of Wang Zhaowu was heard from the phone.

......

Jiashi is far away dozens of kilometers away.

The dusk church and the mutator of the 7th land jointly launched an offensive against the Jiashi Rebel Alliance.

Like an orc coming out of a magical blockbuster. A singular mutant who walked through the ruins. They were wearing steel armor, and the heavy machine guns in their hands and the chain between the waists exuded the cold light of the infiltration, and steadily advanced toward the position of the opposing Rebel Alliance.

Behind these soldiers, a mutant man stood side by side with a human on a small mound of concrete fragments, overlooking the faint sparks not far away.

The mutant is the leader of the No. 7 variant, Troy. The man is the leader of the Dusk Church, Boyu.

"I never thought that mutants and humans might move toward unity." Troy licked his ugly mouth and showed a smile-like expression to the human beings wearing leather jackets.

The back of the hand is behind him, and the mane of the bloodthirsty lion sways under the cold wind. Boyu’s mouth also outlined a smile.

"In general, this is really incomprehensible. But we only need to change the concept a little, in fact we can all live."

Just like a smart dog is like a human being.

Coincidentally, both sides think so.

The mutator needs the supplies and firepower provided by the church at dusk. And the church at dusk needs to be a warrior who is not afraid of death.

The battle in the distance is basically a foregone conclusion, although sporadic human survivors have responded to the mutants with bunkers, but the fire of resistance. It was quickly extinguished by a crowd of mutants.

"Speaking, what exactly is the one on your finger?" He blinked at the blood-red jewel on Boyu's finger. Troy asked casually.

"You guess." Boyu smiled.

"Definitely not a diamond, a bit like a crystal. But I have never seen a red crystal," Troy said.

"It's a nuclear bomb." Boyu said in a joking tone that it was not a joke.

Grinning and laughing, Troy apparently did not take what he said seriously.

At this moment, the change occurred, and the pieces of cement that were ten meters away from the side of the two men suddenly flew away.

"Go to hell! Human traitors!"

With a violent drink, a **** survivor rushed out of the dust. His expression was stunned, and the **** wound broke out because of anger.

And on his hand, he is holding a smashed submachine gun!

Troy just glanced at the man faintly, then reached out and tried to protect Boyu behind him, but the hand was accidentally pushed away by Boyu.

Troy was too late to be surprised. The man’s muzzle spurted the fire snake and shot it toward Boyu.

As it turns out, he still has enough time to be surprised.

The green film stretched a net on his side. I saw that the orange-yellow warhead, like a mosquito, was solidified on this spider web.

The expression on the face of the celebrity solidified.

It was too late to react, and he flew through a sub-crystal in his field of vision.

The green light shrank and then swelled, and it was blown into a pale green light without warning.

"It's really weird ability." Looking at the **** fog, Troy looked at Boyu and smiled bloody.

"We are far away in this respect." It does not matter, Bo Yu put his hand back into his pocket.

The Klein particles are closely related to the tempo engine.

As a staunch escaper, the Dusk Church is far away from the speed engine.

"Speaking, I remember that you are not planning to attack the city of Wanghai, to find the 005 shelter in Qingpu? Why suddenly change your mind and help us solve the trouble of the city." Troy grinned.

"Because Qingpu has a very troublesome force to block there." Boyu said.

He is naturally referring to the base of fish bones, and Troy knows what he is referring to.

Thinking of the fiasco in front of the Zhu Feng Highway, Troy's face was also annoyed.

Not lost in strength, but lost in the enemy.

However, he obviously still did not recognize the essence of the problem, not losing in the enemy, but losing in IQ. If the camp is spread out, it is impossible to explode a half of the camp by a bomb.

"When are we going to fight back?" Troy's face showed a cruel smile.

In that smile, burning the desire for revenge.

"When you use the survivors of Jiashi to train a mutated army of 2,000 people, the resources I have mobilized from the north are almost there. At that time, it should be almost the same." Boyu said faintly.

Like Troy, he is equally annoyed by the name, but he is used to not showing his emotions on his face.

Not only has nearly 200,000 Asian crystal military materials been squandered, but now he has to change plans to invest more supplies to help the mutants lay down the city to supplement the "population."

But the most painful thing for him is Sun Xiaorou.

More than a decade ago, the “sample” that the organization struggled to get from the 071 refuge was so lost.

The last few lights of the battlefield were also extinguished, just like the life of the Rebel Alliance.

Seeing the end of the war, Boyu turned his attention to the direction of Wanghai City.

"Jiang Chen?" muttered, and he narrowed his eyes.

The black pupil, faintly projected a dangerous light. (To be continued.)