Chapter 54 (1/2)

(time convergence [communication interruption]

”Damn it!”

The orange characters on the shaky screen on the side made Chunan feel upset.

The breakdown of the electronic equipment beating a little weak spark, slightly shaking the body of his heart suddenly is a tight.

Standing stable, he bit his teeth and moved the steel bar pressed on his body with difficulty. He glanced at the co pilot beside him. The hapless man was in a terrible condition. The bent steel skeleton went straight through his sternum, and the blood was splashed everywhere.

Then glancing at the steel bar passing through his armpit, Chunan took a breath of cold air. At the moment, in addition to his own life, he had no other idea.

It's 1200 meters high!

If technology is completely abandoned, whether it is death or living, it is purely five or five times.

Chunan did his best to turn on the mechanical propellers of the annular vortex air acceleration device on both sides of the fuselage when the engine lost power. This is important, if it is not opened at the beginning of the fall, it is likely to be blown off by high-speed air flow.

Well, fortunately it's good.

Then the backup circuit was started, but the situation was still not optimistic. His deputy tried desperately to get in touch with headquarters, but there was no response.

Switching to manual driving, Chunan worked hard to stabilize the fuselage. The automatic balance system has been damaged, but once there is a rollover or a damaged tail, God can't save them both.

The spare mechanical propeller is driven by the airflow to rotate rapidly. The spinning maneuver makes the propeller drag the helicopter like a parachute, and the nose of the helicopter begins to descend gradually under the action of gravity. When the propeller tilted to a certain angle, Chunan suddenly pulled up the control lever and instantly increased the rotor pitch. With the help of the passive rotating rotor, a short-term lift force is generated, and the kinetic energy of the rotor is instantly transformed into the climbing tension.

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

Then I hit the wall of the top floor...

well, the operation is OK, but it is difficult to choose the landing terrain in the city.

Then Chunan was splashed with hot blood and watched his comrades pierced by steel bars.

Damn it!

The sudden emp... No, it should not be a simple EMP. The built-in EMP equipment of yunzhi-51 represents the most advanced military technology before the war, but it is completely paralyzed without being directly hit by that ray?

What kind of thing is it...

Chunan bit his teeth, took out the combat dagger tied to his leg, and cut off the trapped safety belt. Some anxiously glanced at the dizzy height under his feet, he began to slowly pull out his legs from the twisted console and crawled cautiously out of the cockpit.

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

In short, a small half of the cockpit smashed through the walls of the 12 story building, and then it was strung there by several strong steel bars exposed from the concrete wall. The tail and cabin are suspended outside, or embedded in the building is just a small half of the nose in front of the driver's seat. We have to boast about the quality of the building. It can still be so intact after the nuclear bomb washes the ground. Obviously, there is no cutting corners in the steel skeleton.

Every slight vibration of the fuselage made him tremble, and the squeaky friction sound made him bite his teeth tightly.

The bulletproof glass of the engine window was completely broken, which also facilitated his escape. But in the middle of the climb, he hesitated to stop, turned his hand and pulled off the soldier's card hanging from his comrade's neck and the clip on his waist.

After a struggle, Chunan finally climbed to the cold concrete ground. Looking back at the helicopter that had been knocked out of shape, he silently looked at his open hand.

The rough iron card was covered with thick blood.

[Carol Behrman]

turn to the reverse, and it's a line of pinpricked small characters.

If I have the chance, I'd like to hang it at Arlington National Cemetery.

the co pilot is a Hispanic American and former NATO naval air force. However, the concept of nationality no longer exists. There are many foreigners living in Liuding Town, most of whom are pre war emigrants or soldiers of the original NATO.

When the world alliance led by PAC, NATO and CCCP left this devastated land and launched all its ”Hope” into space, no one believed in authority any more. After all, when faced with zombies and aliens, in principle all humans belong to the same race.

Except, of course, mutants and cannibals.

After checking the equipment on his lower body, Chunan raised his hand and put his index finger and middle finger on his back neck.

It is a kind of ”dictator chip”. However, due to the addition of complex functions such as optic nerve access imaging, remote communication, etc., the anti EMP effect is equally good, but it is not as good as the ”slave chip” produced by the sixth block.[offline]

Chunan tried many times, but failed to get in touch with Falcon II and black riding team.

”What the hell, it's broken?”

When he found that the bomb hanging in his back neck was damaged, he could not say whether he was happy or sad.

The good news is that it will be free.

It's sad to be free on the waste soil is nothing. In Liuding Town, there are people who eat, drink and sleep. Who cares whether they are free or not?

Liuding town must be unable to go back. It is estimated that people there have registered him as dead. Rescue is definitely not possible. There is only scrap iron with a value of more than 100000 yuan. The value of the pilot is not as high as the chip that was broken in the back of his head.

”Forget it. Take a step and see a step.” With a wry smile on his face, Chu Nan put the soldier card into his pocket and pulled out his pistol.

Add in the pistol, there are five clips. Two doses of hemopoietic needle, a roll of hemostatic bandage, EP has returned to normal, and there is a dagger and six tubes of B-grade nutrient mixture. Well, since it's the air force, the nutrient mixture is also good.

After opening the radiation monitoring system of EP, it can be judged from the safe radiation value that this is a suburb. As for which suburb, he does not know.

The map for this area is not downloaded from EP.

Finally, he checked the equipment, looked back at the closed eyes of the corpse and the scrap helicopter. Chunan lowered his head and began to walk downstairs.

Although he had received land training, he had never been in such a predicament. General survivors, who will be free to fight, plane? The EMP bomb of air defense class is not without, but it is absolutely rare. That kind of thing blew up in wartime, and few people could fix it.

As for heterogeneous air defense capabilities? It was the first time he had heard that a xeno could use EMP or a similar pulse weapon.

Maybe the former NATO aviation man had such trouble, but it's a pity that he didn't survive. He took the co pilot on this mission.

”The corridor is safe.”

As in training, Chunan murmured and walked downstairs with a pistol.

If it's a zombie, stab it in the eye. If it's a screamer, use a shock bomb. If you encounter meat mountain or dead claw... Well, I hope not.

The elevator naturally stopped. Before the war, this building should be an office building. The zombies were mainly concentrated in the hall. The zombies occasionally encountered in the corridor were killed by him with a dagger. For this kind of small trouble, of course, he can not use a gun without a gun. With his physical fitness of injecting d-level gene agent, it is easy to handle.

The only regret is that he failed to unlock any hidden genetic code, which is the type of ordinary injector.

Chunan breathed a sigh of relief when his feet were on the ground. Looking up at the sky, it's about three o'clock in the afternoon.

By five o'clock, the streets began to be less safe. As for six o'clock, when it's almost dark, it's suicide to walk on the street.

Wanghai city at night is the world of zombies.

”Well, we need to find a survivor base soon? ... or find a place to spend the night. ” Chunan stood in the street, looked around, glanced at the zombie beside him, and then walked to the other end of the street.