MTL - I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World-Chapter 54 Falcon Falls 2

[communication interruption]

"Damn!"

Repressing the slamming steel plate, the orange character on the side of the crumbling display made Chu Nan feel annoyed.

The crashing electronic device behaved with a little bit of a weak spark, and the slightly twitching fuselage made his mind suddenly a tight.

The standby body was stable, biting his teeth, and hard to remove the steel bar pressed against his body. He blinked the co-pilot. The condition of the hapless was a bit miserable. The bent steel skeleton passed directly through his sternum, and blood was splashed everywhere.

Then I glanced at the steel strip that passed under my knees. Chu Nan took a breath of cold air. At this moment, apart from feeling that I was a big man, I had no other thoughts.

That is 1200 meters high!

The technology is completely abandoned, and it is a life that is purely five or five.

Chunan has done its utmost to open the mechanical propeller of the annular vortex air acceleration device on both sides of the fuselage immediately after the aircraft engine loses power. This is very important. If it is not opened at the initial stage of the fall, it is very likely that it will be blown off by the high-speed airflow.

Well, fortunately this stuff is still good.

Then the standby circuit is started, but the situation is still not optimistic. His deputy tried desperately to get in touch with the headquarters, but he never responded.

Switching manual driving, Chu Nan fights the old life to stabilize the fuselage. The automatic balancing system has been destroyed. At this time, once the roll or the tail is damaged, it is really impossible for God to save them.

The spare mechanical propeller is swiftly driven by the airflow. The spin maneuver makes the propeller “drag” the helicopter like a parachute, and the nose begins to gradually descend under the action of gravity. When the propeller tilted to a certain angle, Chu Nan slammed the joystick and instantly increased the rotor pitch. With the passively rotating rotor, short-time lift is generated, and the kinetic energy of the rotor rotation is instantaneously converted into the climbing force.

The specific performance is that the nose is suddenly lifted up, and the falling momentum is suddenly slowed down, ready to land on the roof of the building that will hit.

Then hit the wall on the top floor...

Well, the operation is ok, but it is difficult to choose a landing form in the city.

Then Chu Nan was splashed by the hot blood, and his comrades beside him were pierced by steel bars.

It’s a hell!

That sudden EMP... No, it should not be a simple EMP. The straight-51 built-in anti-EMP device can be said to represent the highest-end military technology before the war, but it is completely smashed without being directly hit by that ray?

What is it?

Chu Nan bit his teeth, pulled out the combat dagger tied to his leg, and cut off the seat belt that was stuck. Something stunned the dizzying height under his eyes. He began to slowly pull his legs out of the twisted console and carefully climbed out of the cockpit.

What is the status of this straight-51 at the moment?

In short, the half of the cockpit smashed through the walls of the 12-story building, and then the sturdy steel bars exposed from the concrete wall were chained there. The tail and the cabin are hung outside, or the small half of the nose in front of the driver's seat is embedded in the building. I have to exaggerate the quality of this building. It can still be so good after the nuclear bomb washing. The steel skeleton is obviously not cut corners.

Every slight vibration of the fuselage made him feel scared for a while, and the squeaky sound of the cockroach made him nervously bite his teeth.

The bulletproof glass of the window has been completely broken, which is convenient for him to escape. Only when he climbed halfway, he paused a little hesitantly. He turned his head and reached for the soldier's card hanging on his comrade's neck, as well as the magazine clip around his waist.

After some struggle, Chu Nan finally climbed to the cold concrete floor. Looking back at the helicopter that had been hit and not formed, he silently looked at his open palm.

The rough iron plate has been covered with thick blood.

[Carol Bellman]

Turning to the opposite side, it is a small piece of acupuncture.

[If there is a chance, I want to hang this stuff at the Arlington National Cemetery]

The co-pilot was an American Hispanic, former NATO Naval Air. However, there is no concept of nationality. There are many foreigners living in Liuding Town. They are basically pre-war nationals or former NATO soldiers.

When the PAC, NATO, and CCCP-led world consortiums left this devastated land and shot all the "hope" into space, no one would ever believe in anything like authority. After all, in the face of zombies and aliens, in principle all human beings belong to the same race.

Of course, except for mutants and cannibals.

Checking the equipment on the lower body, Chu Nan raised his hand and placed the index finger and **** on the back neck.

It is a kind of thing called "dictator chip", but because of the addition of optic nerve access imaging, remote communication and other complex functions, it is equally good in anti-EMP effect, but it is not comparable to the sixth block production. "Slavery chips."

[offline]

Chu Nan repeatedly tried many times and failed to get in touch with Falcon-II and Black Rider.

"Hell, is it broken?"

It was found that the "bomb" hanging from the back of the neck was destroyed. At this time, he could not tell whether he was happy or sad.

The good news is that this is free.

Sadly, freedom is a fart on the waste soil. In Liuding Town, there are people who eat, drink, and sleep. Who cares if they are free?

Liu Dingzhen is definitely not going back. It is estimated that people there have registered him to die. The rescue is definitely not going to happen. There are only more than 100,000 Asian crystal scrap irons. The value of the pilot is not as high as the chip that broke his head.

"Forget it, take a step and take a step." There was a smile on his face. Chu Nan stuffed the soldier into his pocket and pulled out the pistol.

Counting the pistol inserted, the bullet has 5 clips. Two doses of hematopoietic needle, a roll of hemostatic bandage, EP has returned to normal, there is a dagger and six tube B grade nutritional mixture. Well, because it is the Air Force, so the nutritional mixture is also good.

Opened the EP radiation monitoring system, from the safe radiation value can be judged that this is a suburb, as to which suburb he did not know.

The map for this area is not downloaded from the EP.

Finally, I checked the equipment and looked back at the dead body and the scrap iron helicopter. Chu Nan lowered his head and began to walk downstairs.

Although he has also received ground training, he has never encountered such a situation. Who would have nothing to do with the planes of the survivors? The air defense class EMP air bomb is not without, but it is absolutely rare. That kind of stuff was blown up in the war, and few people could fix it.

As for the heterogeneous air defense capabilities? For the first time, he heard that heterogeneous can use EMP or similar pulse weapons.

Perhaps the buddy of the original NATO aviation had encountered such trouble, but unfortunately he did not survive. This time he was in the co-pilot.

"The corridor is safe."

Just like during training, Chu Nan silently read the sound, then pressed the pistol and went downstairs.

If there is a zombie, use ** to stab his eyes. If it is a screamer, use a shock bomb to cover it. If you encounter a meat mountain or a dead claw... Well, I hope not to encounter it.

The elevator is naturally stopped. This building should be an office building before the war. The zombies are mainly concentrated in the hall. The zombies that occasionally encounter on the aisle are also swiftly swept by his agile. For such a small trouble, naturally, it is possible to use a D-class gene agent without the need for a gun, and it is naturally easy to get the body energy of the D-class gene agent.

The only regret is that he didn't unlock any hidden genetic code, which is a common injector.

When the two feet stepped on the ground, Chu Nan sighed. Looking up at the sky, it is about three o'clock in the afternoon.

By five o'clock, the street was not so safe. As for the six o'clock, when the sky is basically dark, walking on the street is tantamount to suicide.

The city of Wanghai at night is the world of zombies.

"Well, you have to find a survivor base quickly?...or find a place to spend the night." Chunan stood on the street and looked down. He blinked at the stunned zombie next to his eyes, then Going to the other side of the street.

The abandoned cars on the streets should be in the same way as when the war broke out, and the hotspots of the war are from the city center to the coast, so people should all flee to the suburbs.

As such, the direction in which most cars are headed should be the direction of the suburbs.

Looking down at the car on the street, Chu Nan wandered away from the city center.

It’s good to go anywhere, as long as it is far from the city center.

This is the consensus of all survivors.

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The sky gradually dimmed, and the sun falling to the west was littered with yellowish green and ominous.

I don't know how long it took, the color of the day has gradually faded. Chu Nan licked the zombies beside his eyes, and the guys began to whisper in a bit of restlessness. Maybe a little longer, these ghosts will start screaming and slaying the living creatures.

Would you like to find a place to start one night?

Chu Nan secretly thought, and the pace began to speed up.

But just after he turned a street, he found a scene that shocked him.

A woman was tied to a telephone pole by a few hemp ropes, so hanging in the middle of the street. Her clothes are very thin, wandering around the zombies, and even crying for help.

With his pilot's vision, he could even see the desperate expression on her pretty face.

At first glance, it was artificially tied up.

"Mother's, which **** is doing such a poor prank." Chu Nan snorted, carefully squinting at the surrounding environment, and then walked to the woman who was tied to the pole.

Going to the woman, I was looking forward to the gaze of the pleading. Chu Nan took out the ** and cut the rope on her body.

As if to break free from the shackles of fear, the woman slammed on him and wept behind him.

"Oh, thank you, thank you." The voice was very nice.

"Okay, rest assured, you are fine." This situation was the first time I encountered it. He felt a little embarrassed, but some of the stiff patted the woman's back and comforted.

Is the survivor of the inland already cruel to this extent?

Secretly cursing the bad behavior of the survivor who tied her here, Chu Nan is ready to ask where the survivor base is nearby.

However, at this moment, a round tubular thing reached the back of his head.

"Hey, man, you are the first pen in this month."

Cold sweat emerged from the back, and Chu Nan’s hand moved slightly, only to find that a dagger had arrived at his heart.

The dagger was held by a slender hand.

At this time, from the abandoned shops, there were several men who shaved Moxi’s head and tattooed with strange tattoos. They carried some brand-name rifles in their hands, and they only took a baseball bat.

The group of people seemed to be headed by the bald head, and saw that the man came to the front of Chunan, then picked up his eyebrows and put his hand on the woman’s face and patted it.

"Good job, bitch."

It is really like a dog.

Her face showed a metamorphosis of flushing, so that she might look at the man who humiliated him.

This morbid reality made Chunan feel a cold in his back and a cold sweat on his cheeks.

Even after living in the last days for so many years, he was the first to encounter such a horrible thing.

Is this still an individual?

"Two doses of hematopoietic needle, a roll of hemostatic bandage, good things. Six tubes of B-level nutritional mixture! The head is a big fish!" The consciously stepped forward and took off the pistol held in his hand and searched The man suddenly gave a scream of joy.

The zombies next to him looked at this side innocently, but there was no movement, and there was another two hours from the dark.

The bald head looked at Chu Nan with interest.

"first name?"

"Chu Nan." This is nothing to hide, there are on the EP.

"Where is it?"

"Liu Dingzhen... Aviation."

"What about your plane?" There was a greed in the eyes of the bald head, and there was no scruples like Chu Nan’s wish.

"It crashed."

"Oh." The bald smiled, didn't say anything, and then signaled the younger brother to tie the man up.

"If you are robbing, your purpose has been reached, everything is for you, how about letting me?" Chu Nan calmly said.

The bald head looked at him and raised his eyebrows, then suddenly he punched his face and hit his head directly to one side.

Repressing the anger in the heart, enduring the burning pain of the left face, Chu Nan looked at the bald head.

"There are so many **** in the captives, look for you." He said, the bald head poked the dried cigarette **** on his face and waved his hand. "Bring it back."

Looking at the rotten man who was hooked like a pen, the bald head screamed disdainfully, then kicked and kicked the woman who was half-squatting at his feet, and her face showed a sick flush and a smirk.

This woman has no name, just a slave. It used to be a solo traveler? However, he specifically did not remember when he plundered him. He did not bother to care about how to adjust and teach. But how did she get to him? He remembered it very clearly.

Last month, Zhou Guoping once discovered a big fish, and finally proved that this is a big fish.

The boss sent a whole looting team to come over, but the result was given by Lu Renjia’s slapstick. How confident would he bring everyone into the closed building to catch people? Do not look at the map where there are no sewers and other back doors to go?

In short, more than a dozen people came back alive to drive.

Fortunately, although the boss is angry, but he did not blame him for providing clues, but the Lunjia and the captain of another team leader’s gimmicks to vent their anger, and then the assets of the two bad goods were distributed to other Subordinate.

This is a kind of deterrent, and it can be regarded as an incentive. Gangs such as the Ashes Mercenary Corps can only be condensed by relying on this rude way.

Well, in short, this "thing" that is tuned and taught like a dog is assigned to Zhou Guoping. However, although the boss did not punish him, he still removed him from the fate of the sixth block, and let him do the work of robbing the survivors.

I have to say that it is harder to catch a survivor on a waste soil than to catch a mutant rat. Those who can live in the ruins are now fine, and the only ones who are a little stupid are the "honest people" who have not left the base. This month their income is almost zero.

Aviation? It’s a big fish.

Zhou Guoping grinned and rifle the rifle on his shoulders, returning with the younger brothers in the direction of the station.