The cyborg who turned into a zongzi tried various ways to escape in the first minute, but it obviously didn't help.
Zhai Wu on the side could see clearly that this kind of biochemical man was very strong and powerful, but it was also weak in strength. It was helpless in the face of the extremely flexible force of the supernatural vines. He even thought that if it were him,
After much thought about what to do, he felt that unless there was something as sharp as Miao Pu Yuan Qi, there was really no way he could use it.
Among the rescued aborigines, a voice with a hint of surprise suddenly rang out: "Cang Lang? Miao Pu?"
Miao Pu was slightly startled, turned to look at the source of the voice, and said tentatively: "Xia Guang?"
"It's me, it's me."
"You, how did you..."
"Hey...everything has changed, not just me." Xia Guang's voice revealed helplessness and depression.
I have to say that Miao Pu was really impressed this time.
Xia Guang, who used to look like a Japanese sportsman, has changed beyond recognition. Even Miao Pu's eyesight cannot quickly confirm his identity. This change is not only about his appearance, but also all aspects.
Xia Guang's appearance can no longer be connected with the past. Miao Pu feels that his skin has turned into bark, cracks, scabs, cuticles, etc. His skin color has also turned gray-brown, making him look like a small tree.
The bark of the tree, even the color of his pupils turned green, the whites of his eyes were blood red, and his hair was like hay. Without makeup, he could play the role of a goblin on the set of Journey to the West.
Suppressing the shock in his heart, Miao Pu glanced around and said, "The number of stalkers is increasing. We talked as we walked. This is my colleague, Major Zhai Wu..."
Xia Guang knew what Miao Pu was capable of. He had easily captured two biochemical people alive with just a few movements. It was obvious that his abilities had been greatly improved. Although he couldn't see or feel where the "stalking" in Miao Pu's mouth was, he couldn't.
Suspecting him, after briefly greeting Zhai Wu, the three of them headed south to Shifu Street.
"After much thought, I finally decided to bring you a batch of ammunition. They are all copper shells to facilitate your reloading."
Although the bark face seriously hindered the expression of expressions, Miao Pu and Zhai Wu still felt the emotion called joy from Xia Guang's face. The survivors in Fencheng were not short of food or water, and their weapons were sufficient.
But there is a shortage of ammunition. Even if there is a weapons workshop that can repair weapons and reload ammunition, it happens that it is difficult for a daughter-in-law to make a meal without rice. After a few reloadings, the cartridge cases are scrapped. The production process is too high-end for their weapons workshop.
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On the other hand, the craftsmanship of copper bullet cases is very mature, and it is even easier to use than steel bullet cases. However, China is a copper-poor country. Considering the cost factor, copper-cased bullets have withdrawn from the front line just like iron replaced bronze in ancient times.
Come down.
Therefore, even in the civilized world, copper-cased bullets are not so easy to obtain. It is precisely because Xia Guang knows this that he is particularly happy. With this batch of copper-cased bullets, the life of reloaded bullets will be greatly increased. Within a period of time, refuge can be
No more worries about lack of ammunition.
As expected, the high-tower shelter led by Li Qingxiang moved to the annex building of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and it was not too unexpected for Miao Pu to join the soldiers led by Qian Zhengtang. The situation has become so bad, anyone with a brain will think of hugging together for warmth
.And at this time, in order to survive, all internal conflicts can be temporarily put aside or suppressed. This trend is even irreversible. Even Qian Zhengtang, Dai Tianduo, and the highly prestigious Li Qingxiang with orthodox status cannot resist it.
However, the two groups were not completely integrated. Instead, they were divided into the first team and the second team. Xia Guang was from the second team, and the leader was still Li Qingxiang. The rules of the tower shelter had changed somewhat.
But more have been inherited.
Miao Pu also learned from Xia Guang that there are only two human refuges left in Fencheng. The rest are either destroyed or integrated. This is the result of environmental pressure. The integration process can be said to be lackluster, which makes Miao Pu reluctant.
I couldn't help sighing secretly, thinking: "If Zhang Guohua knew anything, he knew that as long as he managed by doing nothing for a few months, his wish to unify Fen City could be achieved without bloodshed, I don't know how he would feel."
The annex building of the Public Security Bureau, like other buildings, is covered tightly with green plants. The difference is that the survivors have organized the surrounding area, and the pathways like grape trellis corridors are disguised among dense shrubs and deep grass.
In between, hidden sentries were cleverly set up.
"Xia Guang, go find some brothers and drag these two prisoners to a place suitable for an ambush."
Xia Guang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he ran to find someone first. Zhai Wuze secretly said cruelly, this time he had seen the delicate side of Miao Pu.
Miao Pu and Zhai Wu were the only ones left on the street, still walking slowly. Miao Pu suddenly said, "I know you are well-informed, what do you think? Can you tell the origins of these two guys?"
"Nantianmen." Zhai Wu's answer was short and straightforward.
Seeing Miao Pu's lack of response, he further explained: "In domestic activities, most of the members are also Chinese, including many high-level officials from the central government, but there are not many who support them. Most of them rely on interests to maintain it and open the door to facilitate and fund them.
, technology and other sources are said to be overseas Chinese, and the credibility is average. You know, today is different from the past."
Miao Pu knew what Zhai Wu meant. The new generation of Chinese who had not experienced the hard times with this country could only be regarded as distant relatives at best, and they were still not as good as those of their immediate neighbors.
"The research institutions here are the foundation of Nantianmen?"
"yes."
"How powerful are they?"
Zhai Wu thought for a moment and said, "You want to ask if it is possible that the latest mutation here is caused by them?"
"Um."
"Based on the information I've learned, they don't yet have such strength. At best, they are just adding fuel to the flames. I don't believe it was them who single-handedly promoted it."
While the two were talking, a group of people came out of the building. The leader was Li Qingxiang. The other one was also an acquaintance, Feng Zheng. They had worked together in the final stages of the Fencheng Incident. They were Qian Zhengtang's most capable generals and had a good relationship with him.
, making friends, there is no restriction.
After experiencing a change, Feng Zheng looks older, while Li Qingxiang looks younger. It's not about appearance, but spirit. Last time, Li Qingxiang was plagued by hidden diseases and was prematurely aging. Now he walks like a tiger, with bright eyes and a smile.
The voice was full of confidence.
A few months is not a long time, but after they were separated, they each experienced a lot, and they both felt like they were reunited after a long separation. Both Feng Zheng and Li Qingxiang knew that Miao Pu didn't like patting, cuddling, and cuddling.
In the way of intimacy, just talking was not enough to express emotions, so they shook hands and shook their hands vigorously. Those who didn't know it thought they were secretly competing for strength.