Chapter 5 - No Land

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Large clouds of steam sprayed into the air, and the rusted gears made a sound that made one's teeth ache. God knows how many days it had been since the entrance to the base was opened. The alloy door that was half a meter thick first shrunk in, and then it opened to reveal a jagged crack in the door. The bottom wheel scraped against the rusty tracks on the ground, and the intense friction shook the rock dust on the door, causing it to fall like a gray rain.

An old-fashioned off-road tank came out. The modified vehicle had a powerful heavy machine gun installed in the backseat. Its range could reach up to a thousand meters and its firing rate could reach up to 300 rounds per minute. Its excellent suppressive ability and destructive capabilities made this tank the most powerful weapon in the Z7 base.

But now, the chariot had to travel 300 kilometers to Silver Tree City to bring back sufficient medicine for the base to survive.

The sky was clear.

On the contrary, there were no clouds blocking the way, and the sun, with its intense ultraviolet rays, was scorching the earth. Although the amount of radiation on the ground was no longer as high as that in Cataclysm Day, no one was willing to be exposed in broad daylight. Although the cross-country chariot's firepower was fierce, it did not have a good radiation-proof system. Compared to this kind of chariot from the old era, the fully armored chariot that was sought after by the big companies and corporate powers, due to the newly developed radiation prevention armor plate, was much more suitable for moving in daylight compared to this kind of chariot.

Naturally, the Z7 base could not afford armoured vehicles, not even the oldest models.

For those who were on missions, night was the best time to act. However, the wandering dead in the Silver Tree City dispelled their thoughts.

The living dead were also known as living corpse, these infected and mutated humanoid monsters were completely different from the zombies of the old era. The living corpse had a keen sense of smell for fresh blood. The strength and flexibility of their muscles allowed the living corpse to have a stronger strength and speed than ordinary people. They were nimble, they could even easily climb up to the windows and ceiling, and they could even tear apart a grown man with their bare hands.

The living corpse was a type of social monster. They usually roamed the ruins of the city together, eating up all the humans and animals before migrating to other places.

There was nothing left alive in the Silver Tree City, but there were still a few living corpse s lingering there. The remaining living corpse s in the city were already quite old. Although they could still move, their strength and speed had greatly decreased. But even so, they were still opponents that could not be underestimated.

They were afraid of the sun and everything bright, so in the daytime, living corpse would basically sleep in the shadows of the ruins. This was also the reason why the base chose to operate during the day. If it was night time, the danger level of the mission would double.

Zero sat in the back with four other soldiers.

These people were not the soldiers that he had seen in Old Jack's room that morning. Their Warriors' auras were stronger, and their equipment was better. At the very least, they didn't use rifles, but automatic machine guns. This machine gun was not very powerful, but it could still fire continuously, so the fire net was not to be underestimated.

Holt was driving his car, cursing Old Jack for allowing him to participate in this dangerous mission. He had planned on feigning sickness to avoid it, but Old Jack had asked him to obediently join the team.

"Our base does not accept patients. Holt, if you are already too sick to go out on a mission, then I can only throw you out of the base. " Hearing Holt using his illness as an excuse to decline the mission, Old Jack said this.

Being abandoned by the base meant that he would have to face endless danger alone in the wilderness. Furthermore, he wouldn't be able to receive any assistance. This was no different from suicide.

Old Jack had always been saying that it would be done, but Holt had never doubted that before, so the black man immediately made a wise decision.

"Stop complaining, Holt. This time, if you return alive, the reward will be enough for you to find the most beautiful woman in the area and sleep for ten nights.

A middle-aged soldier with a cigarette in his mouth and a scar on his right eye laughed loudly.

"Shut up, Zog. I am not like you guys who are soldiers, I am just Miss Lea's bodyguard. What right do you have for me to participate in such a dangerous mission together with you old ghosts? " Holt slapped the steering wheel as saliva flew everywhere.

The four soldiers roared with laughter.

Zog's eyes looked towards the silent Zero, and said, "If you want to talk about noobs, we still have one here. "Hey, yellow man, I heard you're a survivor. Aren't you going to introduce yourself?"

Before he could answer, a young soldier sitting across from him said, "I also heard that you have a wonderful eye. "Why don't we take a look at it? Don't hide it like a woman."

His words were immediately approved by the other Two Soldiers, but they were completely ignored, and he was not moved.

The soldier was impatient and reached out his hand to grab the brown goggles that Zero had on his face. This was something that he had received from Holt before he went out on a mission. Zero originally wanted to take his sunglasses, but the black man only had this thing. And along with the goggles, besides the two boxes of magazines, there was also a Fine Steel Dagger.

At this moment, the dagger suddenly appeared in Zero's hand. With a cold flash, the tip of the dagger was pointed upwards at the soldier's throat. If he took another step, the sharp dagger would make a hole in his neck.

The soldier stopped.

Other than Zog, the other two people were cursing as they pointed their guns at Zero, causing chaos in the car.

"Damn it!" Holt did not expect such a thing to happen, so he immediately stopped the car, saving himself from the bumpy ride, which caused some unneeded variables.

Zero didn't even look at the two barrels pointed at him. The eyes under the goggles were focused on the soldier who was sweating due to his nervousness. He said lightly, "I don't want to cause any trouble, but when trouble comes knocking on my door, I don't mind taking care of it."

"Put down the dagger. I said, quickly put it down, or I'll shoot!"

The rest of the Two Soldiers s were shouting, their fingers already starting to move towards the board machine.

"Everyone stop!" Zog, who had been silent all this time, suddenly shouted: "Carr, Tony, put away your spears for me."

He looked at Zero. "And you, Yellow Man, should be pointing your dagger at the monster or enemy, not your companion!"

Zero looked at him and slowly withdrew his dagger, "I am only going out with you guys. As for my companions, they shouldn't be considered as such. At least, I don't see any sort of mutual understanding between the two of us. "

Seeing that Zero had taken back his dagger, the other Two Soldiers put down their spears. As for the young soldier who was being pointed at with a dagger, he sat down in his seat, almost exhausted.

Zog looked at Su Yun and shook her head. "I know that you don't trust us, and at the same time, we are unable to completely trust you. However, Sir, this dangerous world cannot be survived by just one person. In order to survive, you have to entrust most of your life to others. "

"I …" "Try your best." Zero made the biggest commitment.

The chariot continued forward.

In the carriage, Zog took the initiative to introduce his team. Zog himself was a veteran and also the commander of this mission. and Tony, who were holding the spear a moment ago, were firepower hand. As for the young man who disregarded zero just now, this soldier called Allen was a sniper. The last one was the black man Holt. He was Lea's bodyguard, and played around with his handgun pretty well.

"Zero, you're good at melee combat, ranged firepower support and so on. There are also scouts, trackers and traps. " Zero briefly introduced his specialty.

Zog nodded his head. Although Zero was a survivor, he didn't have any normal people who had evolved. But just from the way he had suppressed Allen just now, he seemed to be a skilled veteran. Zog believed in this point, and understood why Old Jack had allowed a newbie to participate in this mission.

This was a test for Zero. It was for Old Jack to determine if Zero had the right to remain in the base. In old Jack's words, the base did not support idle people.

Without saying anything along the way, Zero still needed to get along with this team. However, this sort of tempering was not suitable for conversations. Fighting could speed up this tempering even more.

Just as Silver Tree City was watching, on the left side of the road in front of the chariot was a group of people.

His right eye, which was hidden behind the goggles, immediately closed in on him after giving a command. He could clearly see a dozen ragged men taking turns enjoying the flesh of a woman. Amidst the crowd, the man's excited roars and the woman's mournful screams mixed together, sounding especially ear-piercing on this quiet road.

Obviously, this kind of behavior touched the bottom line of zero's morals. Subconsciously, he tightened his grip on the miniature machine gun beside him.

"Leave them alone, and you can't do anything about it." In the corner of Zog's eyes, he caught a glimpse of a slight movement. The captain said carelessly, "This world is no longer the same as the old days. There was no law in the wilderness. The one who had the toughest fist was the law. Things like that happen often in the wilderness, and there are worse things you've never seen. So you don't have to care, and you can't, unless you think you're God, hey. "

The fingers holding the machine gun gradually released. A sense of loss arose in Zero's heart. His world view was still on his knowledge of the old era, and it would be difficult for him to adapt to the fact that the world had already become chaotic in a short period of time.

This was an era of the jungle. Su Ming sighed in her heart.

The off-road chariot quickly passed by the group of mob s. A man, who had just gotten his satisfaction from the woman's body, looked at the chariot on the side of the road. He screamed at once, picked up an old pistol from the ground, and fired at the chariot.