I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 568: Resident Evil?

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[During the extraction of the culture medium ...]

A 500-meter distance from the landing of the plane, a "iron coffin" was inserted in the center of the gravel. For about five minutes of silence, a faint current buzzing sounded, and the hatch of the sleeping cabin slowly opened with the sound of air leakage.

"Cough cough, vomit-!"

Jumping out of the dormant warehouse staggeringly, his arm supporting a dangerous wall aside, Jiang Chen retched a bit against the ground.

Just before the crash, he felt that the situation was wrong. He immediately entered the toilet, locked the door, and took out the virtual reality sleeping cabin in the storage space. Although the correct usage of this gadget is to access the virtual reality network, according to the quality standards of Pan-Asian cooperation, this gadget can be used as a temporary refuge. When the culture medium is filled inside the dormant chamber, its anti-fall effect is even stronger than that of the power armor.

When it was confirmed by GPS that the plane would land hard in the city, Jiang Chen placed a time bomb on the wall of the toilet, and then lay in a dormant warehouse. Almost at the same time as the dormancy started, the time bomb exploded the side wall of the aircraft, and the turbulent airflow took the dormant cabin out of the passenger plane.

Jiang Chen still did not expect that the "user experience" of this hard landing would be so uncomfortable. It seems that although the functions of this dormant cabin include slow descent and earthquake resistance, but fell from the height of more than 100 meters, it was still somewhat reluctant.

Holding on the wall to rest for a while, Jiang Chen took a deep breath, stood up straight, and began to look at the surrounding environment.

The half-collapsed building does n’t seem to be knocked down by an airplane, it looks like it was destroyed by shells. Judging from the surrounding Yellow Line and the situation in Mindanao, it should belong to a hot spot where government forces and guerrillas engage.

There was a flash of fire not far away. Judging from the broken body, the passengers inside could not survive.

"Then ... as long as you get in touch with the guerrillas, you should be able to leave the country. But I am the only survivor, a little trouble ..." Sighing, Jiang Chen put the dormitories into the storage space , Crossed a rolled steel bar, and walked to the street.

I do n’t know why, the silence on the street is terrible.

From this unnatural silence, Jiang Chen immediately smelled an unusual smell.

"This happened, can't you see an ambulance on the street."

Frowning slightly, Jiang Chen took out the phone and dialed Aisha's number.

"The user you called is not in the service area or has been turned off ..."

Jiang Chen hung up the phone and glanced at the upper left of the phone.

No signal?

Here is a common sense that most people will be mistaken. The ordinary mobile phone calls are signal base stations and signal optical cables. If it is an international long distance, add a submarine cable. Only dedicated satellite telephones (such as American Iridium mobile phones) make calls via satellite.

If the phone fails to connect, there are only two possible reasons.

One is that the aircraft has damaged all the signal base station antennas, and the other is that the Philippines has actively shut down the signal base station in Cagayan City.

The former is obviously unrealistic, so it may be the latter.

"Turn off the communication base station? But why." Putting his phone away, Jiang Chen frowned.

To say that because of an air crash, the phone could not be reached until it was understandable, but the Philippines directly shut down the communication base station, which is a bit intriguing.

The news was blocked after the air crash. Did n’t they want to rescue the disaster?

Still speaking, what happened in Cagayan city they had to hide.

The artillery noise from time to time in the distance shows that war is erupting outside Cagayan. Under the support of the hustle and bustle in the distance, the silence on the street is particularly strange, as if this area is not a city, but a grave ...

"Ahhhh-! Get away! shi.t!"

The screaming sounded abruptly and cut through the silence of the "cemetery".

The **** smell floated along the wailing sound, and the hazy fire seemed to be in a trance of indistinct figures.

Jiang Chen swallowed, and reached into his pocket with a handgun, drawing out the pistol from the storage space.

It's not because he thinks it can be used, but the metal texture of this pistol can give people a sense of security.

The man's face was dull, and the bloodshot eyes were clearly visible even when he stood ten meters away under the illumination of the street lamp.

Suddenly, a terrible thought came to Jiang Chen's heart.

Does this thing mean ...

This is impossible!

Despite this thought, Jiang Chen pulled out his pistol subconsciously, aiming at the civilian who staggered towards him.

"stop"

Nothing happened. Hearing Jiang Chen ’s voice, the civilian with blood on his face accelerated his pace and exposed his blood-stained teeth.

There is no need to doubt, only the dead will not fear weapons ...

Bang —!

The gunshot cut the silence of the street.

With the blood hole in the forehead, the dull zombies fell to the ground.

"What the **** happened ... grass." The muzzle dropped his muzzle, Jiang Chen walked to the side of the zombie, took out a dagger and cut its neck.

Unlike the zombies over there in the last days, no traces of X1 bacteria infection were found behind the zombies ’brains, nor were rice-sized crystals. In this way, the zombie infection here is due to a completely different pathogenic mechanism.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen was relieved.

"Hungry ..."

A low roar came from both ends of the street. Jiang Chen raised his head and saw that the zombies had not come around. In the houses next to the street, scary faces were attached to the glass windows, smearing the blood.

"Is it because of gunshots?" Jiang Chen glanced at the pistol he was holding and said to himself, "Forget it, let's evacuate first."

After finishing, he put away his weapons and started to cross ...

The cold wind blew through and rolled up a few leaf bags.

Jiang Chen's eyebrow jumped awkwardly, keeping his left hand flat.

Failed to start?

What happened! ?

The windows of an apartment building shattered and shattered, and the **** man fell on the street with the glass fragments. At the height of the third floor, normal people should be crippled, but this person is like a okay person, staggering up from the ground, pointing the bloodthirsty pupil to the only living thing on this street- Jiang Chen.

Huang Mao stood upright, Jiang Chen gave up repeated attempts to start crossing, and immediately pulled out the Ripper rifle from the storage space.

The zombies fell like dumplings upstairs, and came over with the zombies on both sides of the street.

The muzzle burst into flames, and the bullets shredded the nearest zombies.

Clamping the buttstock under his arm, Jiang Chen held the rifle with one hand, the other hand picked up the laser sword, and without any delay he swooped at a zombies slamming, splitting that ugly face Two halves.

"Grass! Is it wrong! This is not the end of the world!"

One pedal flew to his zombies, Jiang Chen bit and changed the mode of the lightsaber, throwing out a spinning flying blade. At the same time, he threw the lightsaber's grip back into the storage space, instantly pulled out a new magazine, and quickly replaced the empty one.

Blood flesh and bullets flew across, and desperately killed a blood road from the zombies. Jiang Chen ran to the tallest apartment building nearby with a rifle.

As he ran along the way, he touched a pickup with one hand and put it in the storage space. Running into the unit building, he turned around and "suddenly" swept down several zombies that he was chasing, and swept the pickup across the entrance of the unit building with a left hand wave.

It seems that the storage space is still usable!

The zombies swarmed in and swarmed the pickup to the door. The huge thrust, even the metal shell gave an overwhelming whine. But no matter how crowded they are, it is impossible to squeeze the door open.

Panting, Jiang Chen leaned against the entrance of the unit and dropped his rifle.

After a short break, he grinned at the zombie outside the entrance of this unit and raised his left hand.

Jiang Chen's brow furrowed, looking at the clear and energetic lines.

Puzzled in my heart.

Why ca n’t I use it? (To be continued.)