Darkness had fully descended, the wilderness was as usual devoid of light besides, the efficiency of various electronic devices had also dropped to a minimum, even heavily armed mecha infantrymen were reluctant to fight at night, but under the leadership of Private Gabriel Bradley, the three people on Zhao Yu's side miraculously made their way towards the base smoothly all the way.
"There's something wrong, there must be something wrong with this Gabriel." Hunter lowered his voice over the communication channel, "What is his origin?"
"Hell knows, as long as he's on our side now." Borg was looking the other way, "And I don't see the need for him to have mischievous intentions towards us."
Jo Yu thought about it for a moment, and it was true.
Right now the West Coast National Army that they belonged to was at a clear disadvantage, if it was the enemy side that wanted to mix in as spies, for a warrior as outstanding as this to join only as a private was not a cost-effective thing to do anyhow, not to mention that the Sixth Task Force at the moment was still a bereaved dog that was being hunted down by name, and it could be wiped out at any time. On the other hand, the sixth task force squad did not refuse members of other troops to join, and this Gabriel came up and first did away with at least eight comrades as a meet-and-greet gift, if it was an ulterior motive it was also a little too desperate.
"Gabriel, how did you recognize the road in this environment?" Since he was sure that the other party was not hostile for the time being, Zhao Yu finally didn't hold back and opened his mouth to ask, "Whether it's an electronic map or satellite navigation, it shouldn't be able to be used now, right?"
Gabriel's voice came from the front, "I remember the map."
"Such a dick!"
Humans in the 22nd century generally had better memories than Zhao Yu's time, but they were also lazier - with the help of an assist chip, why waste attention on that? But in the wilderness at night, the chip's role was very limited, and trying to rely on pre-stored information to guide the way was very impractical, and now all three were turning on the mask's night-vision mode, following Gabriel in front of them along a rugged path.
Zhao Yu shook off his left arm, despite the emergency measures taken, this hand still had not regained its full functionality, it was still in a state of deconditioning, according to Kristin's words, how could it take three days of rest and recuperation before it could be put back into combat.
"Next time simply get a set of mech infantry power armor to use, that thing is more durable than the combat suit on the chariot ah ..." he muttered in his heart.
Led by Gabriel, they only traveled about ten kilometers before returning to the vicinity of Base 47, which was still illuminated only by a few emergency lights, the rest of the base was in darkness, with a few mech-infantrymen guarding the entrance vigilantly, while sounds of gunfire and explosions came from inside the base from time to time.
"Looks like that Kristin did a good job." Borg said, "It's coming along better than initially expected."
"What did you have him do?"
"Disrupt the normal supply of the entire base and then open up all the internal defenses, there should be about 50 defense bots, right?" Borg replied, "If they have the guts, they'll abandon this base and continue to spend the night in the wilderness!"
Zhao Yu envisioned the corridors littered with defense robots in the darkness and couldn't help but shiver, secretly mourning for those soldiers responsible for clearing the base.
"Sergeant, what should we do next?" Hunter asked.
Borg looked at Gabriel, "Private, do you have a plan?"
"No sir, I'm waiting for your orders."
"Good, next we go to the back door."
The back door of the base was where Deathlok had sneaked around earlier, and now that it was closed, a few mech infantry had arrived and were trying to break down the door.
"They're not slow." Zhao Yu looked around and his night vision spotted a big guy, "Captain, there's an MF1 taking cover."
"I see it, leave this thing to me." Borg said, pointing in the direction of the back door, "Your mission is to take care of those mech infantrymen as fast as you can, open the gate and get one of the troop carriers inside, then pick me up and run away as fast as you can!"
Zhao Yu stared at Borg for a few seconds, "Captain, how did you know there was a vehicle inside?"
"I asked Kristin to keep it specially for us."
"What if there isn't one inside?"
"Then we'll find another way ..."
Hunter patted Zhao Yu's shoulder, "Just get used to it."
The enemy obviously didn't expect the already empty base to actually have someone to kill back, Zhao Yu watched the Borg in the night vision sneak closer to the MF1 in an extremely obscene position, and until he disappeared into a blur of shadows, the battle spider didn't have any reaction.
Suddenly, a few gunshots came from the darkness.
The gunshots wouldn't have attracted any attention over at the main entrance of the base, as the battle inside the base was still going on right now, with the mecha infantrymen fighting the octopus-like defense robots, but at the backdoor, the few mecha infantrymen turned around almost simultaneously, raising their guns and aiming them in the direction of the sound.
It was at this time that the three men who had been hiding in the nearby shadows rushed out together, approaching towards the several mecha infantry while firing; to be precise, Zhao Yu and Hunter's firing was purely to create acoustic effects, and the real results of the battle had to be attributed to Gabriel - he alone took care of all the doorway's mecha infantry, truly bulletproof.
"Old man, I'm telling you, there's definitely something wrong with this kid." Hunter emphasized once again, "A soldier with this kind of hands should be in the special forces ... No, the special forces wouldn't have such an exaggerated guy! How can he be an ordinary mecha infantry private?!"
"Then go ask him ..."
As they spoke they had already run to the gate, and they didn't know what Borg had done, the MF1, although it had been started, had no intention at all of aiming at the back door of the base, it was just wheezing and roaring in place.
Borg had already told the group the password before they set off, Zhao Yu swooped down in front of the electronic lock, took a deep breath, and then in one gulp, entered the 11-digit password.
The gate banged, revealing a crack.
Hunter and Gabriel stepped through the door with a rifle held up by one of them alertly, but it was empty, except for an armored personnel carrier parked silently, just as Borg had said earlier.
"Beautiful!" Hunter started the engine and rushed out in the personnel carrier, "Old man, sergeant, get up here, we're leaving!"
Jo Yu was waiting at the door, but Hunter didn't slow down, he couldn't even hold himself up in the car with just one hand, when the other hand reached out, grabbed his left arm that he couldn't make, and violently yanked his whole body into the car.
Sure enough, it was Gabriel.
"Thanks a lot, man." Jo Yu patted the other man on the shoulder and found a seat and sat down on his butt simply not wanting to get up. The armored personnel carrier, which could hold twenty people, was now extraordinarily empty with only three, and Hunter was still yelling over the comm channel, "Sergeant! Where are you? See the headlights I turned on? I swear I'm tempted to leave you behind, so you better hurry!"
A dark figure leapt onto the troop carrier, turned and heaved the door shut, "No, Hunter, I know that's not what's going on inside of you."
"I swear I did have that thought."
"Then squash the thought and drive full speed ahead to escape! They'll be catching up soon, and that MF1 must have reported this side to the people at the main gate!"
Hunter immediately didn't hesitate to put the engine into top gear when he heard this. The troop carrier began to run wildly along the rugged path, this model of troop carrier had no combat power to speak of, but at least the armor and shockproof effect was pretty good, the people in the car didn't feel overly shaken.
"Captain, what did you do to that MF1?" After finally relaxing, Zhao Yu removed his helmet and curiously asked his captain.
Borg also removed his helmet, his blonde hair looking dazzling under the dim light inside the car, while that still handsome face was filled with a smug expression at this time, "I destroyed a few of the external sensors so that their cameras couldn't capture the outside."
"Sounds like a familiar trick, huh?" Zhao Yu recalled that Borg seemed to have paralyzed an MF1 this way during the day.
"Because the MF1 is the least focused on external camera protection in the same model series, even if it's replaced with an MF2 I can't do anything about it." Borg grinned, "Luck, luck!"
"Then you'd better pray that our good fortune stays that way. ... Sergeant, where do we go from here?" Hunter asked from the driver's seat, "Still going into the Nya Forest?"
"No, the others won't be spending the night in the Nyah Forest, as we discussed." Borg thought for a moment and raised his arm, lifting the easy panel to bring up a 3-D map projection, "We could take KH599 and go around the front to meet them, our previously agreed upon rendezvous point was the town of Hudik."
"Okay, KH599 ..." Hunter grunted, "Are you sure it's safe that way?"
"I don't know." Booger looked over at Cho-woo, "What do you think, old man?"
Zhao Yu still didn't have any "ominous" feeling. He couldn't determine if it was his loss of ability or if it was really a smooth ride, so he could only shrug his shoulders, "I don't have any feeling, but Captain, I hope this is the most convenient and safe route."
"It's the shortcut, it's the only way we can get to Hudik and meet up with the others at dawn." Bogie said, "They'll be leaving half an hour after dawn, and we can't catch up without hurrying."
"Your call, you're the commander." Jo Yu stretched and twisted his head to look at Gabriel, who was sitting in the other seat. As before, this private was quiet as a statue, he would never take the initiative to speak without someone talking to him, and no one knew what he looked like since he hadn't taken off his helmet until now.
Noticing Zhao Yu's eyes, Borg shrugged his shoulders and made a "we'll see" gesture.