When Zhao Yu climbed out of the chariot, there were already many people in the corridor, all through the "death messenger" directly through the hole made by the outer cultivation to come in, Borg and a mecha infantryman in the corridor side chatting about something, the soldier took off his helmet, the face of the large scars is very conspicuous, is the foot of the highest ranked sergeant in the team of Doyle! .
"What's going on?" Jo Yu asked, "Your faces... Don't seem well?"
"There's no one at the military station." Borg replied, "And access to all the equipment is locked down, we can only get a very small portion of the supplies, half less than planned."
"No one?"
Doyle interjected next to him, "We intercepted orders from the 7th theater in the control room, and the men from the troop station had traveled to a nearby base yesterday to meet up with the rest of the force at the rendezvous table.
Borg shrugged: "It's understandable, after all, this is just a backup stronghold, since the 7th war zone has already surrendered, its role is almost reduced to 0 there's little point in arranging people to guard it again.
Zhao Yu looked at the two of them: ''So this place is an unguarded empty stronghold? I said how we broke through so easily. ... What are you going to do next?
I've got it...
Doyle pointed at the soldiers busily walking along the corridor: ''We can only do this for now, let them try to collect as many power cores as possible. Although it's impossible to directly replace the power armor with full energy, using these cores in rotation, we should be able to make it to the fifth battle zone - provided we don't detour too much.
Zhao Yu scratched his face and asked Borg again: ''What about us? Should we also make some supplies along the way?"
"Of course we should, after all, we lost one of Liu's main guns.
"Oh Captain, you remembered that!"
"The Deathbringer was still parked in the corridor, the barrel of the main gun on one side lying in a twisted and blown up position on the shell of the chariot. Just as it had stormed into this stronghold Sergeant Borg had maneuvered it almost up against the outer wall, which amounted to a single shell blowing up right at the front of the barrel, and Jo Yu felt that it was a God-send that only one barrel had been lost-if indeed there was any of the old man left at all, the
Borg also glanced at the poor barrel and crossed his arms: ''Ah, but we don't have a mechanic in our ranks, so it looks like Foot won't be able to replace the barrel...'' Let's see what else is left for us at this station. Come with me, old man."
"Where to?"
"The warehouse, with any luck we'll find ammo and energy sources suitable for the chariots.
The warehouse of this military station is located underground, the space is not small, but the supplies only account for one third of the entire warehouse, of which there are still at least half of the things that can't be used, when Zhao Yu and Borg came here, there were already four or five soldiers in the warehouse counting the supplies and equipment, two of them didn't wear helmets, only plugging in the headset from their expressions are not optimistic at all.
"How's it going, any luck?"
"Not enough to be good, Sergeant." A private first class held up the mechanical box in his hand, "Only a bunch of unassembled power cores left, about a full third of the pre-set energy.
"Better than nothing." Another soldier interjected.
"We'll just have to say first and foremost... Old man, this way, let's see what our luck is." Bogg walked over to the storage space that said "For War Vehicles" and lifted up the outer covering, "Now for the lottery... Shit, what's going on here?"
In front of the two of them were a couple of battered chariots. Saying it was a chariot might not be appropriate, in Zhao Yu's opinion, it was just a pile of broken brass that barely put together the shape of a chariot.
"Armor plates, engines, drive shafts . All broken ." Borg circled around this large pile of non-combustible junk for several gardens, "Totally ready to be put on the scrap list, what are they still keeping this pile for?"
Zhao Yu also walked a little closer and reached out to feel the gouges and scratches left on the steel, he wasn't a mechanical expert and couldn't see any doorway to these damages but an intuition rising in his mind was prompting him that what was in front of him was foreshadowing something... it seemed to be something very important, even bordering on a life and death crisis.
"Could this pile of broken iron threaten us?" Zhao Zi was curious in his heart, and he couldn't help but recall certain sci-fi works he had watched back then, such as machinery generating intelligence and filling the
the world hunting down humans and such... A sudden boom came from the other side of the warehouse, Zhao Yu and Borg turned their heads together to look, and realized that the floor of the warehouse was slowly sliding open, revealing a black hole in the entrance .
"What's going on?" Booger asked in a loud voice.
"Found a hidden control panel, opened it and this door appeared." A soldier said as he walked towards the newly appeared entrance, "Strange, how would a normal military station have this setup? What could be in here? Cairnlis, can you not open the door?"
"I'm cracking the code." The other soldier replied, "It'll take about five minutes."
Zhao Yu and Borg both walked over to the door, the door hidden under the floor was unmarked and fitted with a normal combination lock, only enough to have to enter a code key less than a simple 1-9 and a whole keypad. Now the keypad was extending a data line, connected to the decoder in the hands of the soldiers outside the door, numbers and letters switching rapidly at a dizzying speed, the
"Could we have found some secret arsenal?" Borg kicked the door curiously, "Or do the lords have a hundred tons of gold stashed in here
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"Code breaking progress 60%!" The private first class named Kainlis waved his hand excitedly, "Faster than expected!" Right at this moment, Zhao Yu suddenly felt a wave of dizziness in his brain, almost making him unable to even stand, and by the time he regained his senses, his face had turned pale." Old man?" Borg noticed his condition, "Is everything alright?"
"No... Don't open this door." Zhao Yu's voice was hoarse and it was hard for him to speak, "Don't open it . It feels bad!" Borg froze for a moment, then turned around and slapped his palm on Kathless' hand, "Suspend the decipherment!"
"It's 89%..."
"Pause!"
"Fine." Cairnlis spread his mouth and pressed two keys,, "It's paused ... But sir, I have to remind you that the code foot changes instantly, and if we don't finish deciphering it in ten minutes, we'll have to start all over again.
"Take it easy, soldier." Borg looked back at Zhao Yu, "What do you have a hunch about?"
"It's not a hunch, foot ... something I can't tell." Zhao Yu swallowed and looked at the door in front of him, trying to stand since his body, "I feel that behind the door... There is a very terrible killing intent.
It's not maliciousness, it's just pure desire to kill and poke, to tear everything apart and destroy everything. Don't need any extra emotion, just kill, in the most simple and direct,the most efficient way strip poke.
Borg pointed to the door, a face of disbelief: "You mean to say, this door closed behind a killing machine? This reserve station is actually enough for some kind of secret weapons research lab?"
"I don't know what it is, but I do know that if the door is opened, we might not be able to escape." Jo Yu took a few breaths, "My advice is to stay away from this thing."
"Okay .... I know." Borg looked at a few of the other soldiers, "You all heard that? Now put away your curiosity, forget about this door and look elsewhere."
"He's the legendary mutant?" A soldier looked at Zhao Yu, "The kind with special abilities?
"It's not a mutant, it's the oldest batch of old timers." Zhao Zi was already used to such questions, "I'm one of the group of twentieth century old timers who were resurrected by the Batmings.
The soldier showed a dawning expression: "So you have premonition abilities?"
"Something like that."
Although it did sound esoteric, Kainlis directly pulled out the data cable: "Alright, let the monster stay in prison." Zhao Yu curiously said, "You're accepting this quite easily?"
"It's better to trust something that has something to do with alien guys." Borg replied from the side, "That's one of our guidelines now.
No matter what, Zhao Yu is also very happy that everyone has accepted his opinion, after all, in the various horror movies he watched back then, the protagonist basically made a bunch of things happen because he didn't listen to people's advice and insisted on dying, and in this era, his own ability can maximize the avoidance of similar deaths, and the only prerequisite is trust-before, precisely because of the lack of trust in his own ability, the team split into two, and I don't know what happened to the other unit that left, and I don't know what happened to the other unit that left. I don't know what happened to the other unit that left, from the previous premonition, their prospects are really pious.
Just thought of this, the crowd's headset suddenly rang Doyle's voice: "All units speed up the progress, we're leaving!" A few people looked at each other, have walked toward the warehouse outside, Borg shouted into the microphone: "What is it, there is a new situation?
"Lt. Carrick and the others have exchanged fire with their pursuers, the other side is totally footing in the extermination, they shouldn't be able to get much longer." Doyle replied, "Life Link monitoring shows less than ten alive now!"
"You mean we go over there and rescue them right away?
"Are you out of your mind? How can we possibly make it in time?" Doyle shouted, "And it's not safe here, they're bound to realize we split up! Maybe another pursuing force is close to finding us, we need to evacuate this place immediately!"
Borg glanced back at Zhao Zi, Zhao Yu smiled bitterly and said, "It's better to leave as soon as possible, I'd rather fight with the pursuing troops than stay here anymore, that door gives me a really bad feeling."
The "Death Bringer" has already retreated outside the military station, the pilot Hunter is carrying two large iron from the corridor to the outside: "Sergeant and his party with the corridor, old man, just in time, I found two brief packs of power oil, help me stuff it into the car!"
Borg and Zhao Yu rushed up to help, only Zhao Yu looked at this "power oil" appearance is really indescribable sense of incompatibility: "Hunter, this thing is called power oil?
Power Oil? "Yes, it's a specialized energy source for chariots, and it's enough to drive the Death Dealer for three days... Is there a problem? Zhao Yu shook his head: "No, it just reminds me of something called liquefaction from our time... Two chariot king new start, this time to conserve energy machine infantry are climbing to the spider shell hitchhiking, a time the two battle spiders are filled with people, quite more than a hundred years ago the Indian train style.
Zhao Yu sat in the cockpit and took another look at the soldier station through the camera, the palpitating feeling still hasn't subsided, he couldn't help but say to Hunter: "Drive faster, I think the higher it gets the farther away the better."
"When the war is over, I'll have to come back and see what the hell is behind that door, "You're starting to tickle my curiosity." Borg grunted, "Then you'd better pray we live to see the end of the war.
The door still stood silent in the empty Hyrule Depot, but the characters on the combination lock were pulsing rapidly, and finally the door beeped "ding".
"The door to the research lab has been opened." An emotionless electronic voice echoed in the warehouse, "Repeat, the door to the research lab has been opened, please raise the alert level of all units, please... ..."