Chapter 232 - Territory (1/2)
Number of Words: 3032Update Time: 2012-11-20 12: 45: 00
The wind and snow gradually intensified.
The SUV had raised its windproof cloak, isolating the world inside from the wind and snow outside. Callio closed his eyes and dozed in the car while the other instructors shielded themselves from the wind and snow with transport vehicles. In the empty space behind the car, food was cooked using a fixed fuel and a military stove. The food was a mutated rat that had been caught nearby. This mutant rat was the size of a puppy, but unlike its close relative, the Violent Rat, it had a relatively mild temperament.
The hamsters were killed by the teachers, who skinned them. This layer of fur was able to protect itself from the radiation, and it contained a large amount of radiation, so it was naturally inedible. Even if it was the fat layer under the giant rat's skin, it was still an extremely poisonous substance that could not be eaten. However, after taking out these two poisonous substances, the remaining meat was an extremely rare delicacy.
The instructors separated the huge rat from its carcass, tore strips of meat from it with sabers, and then roasted it in a hot barbecue furnace. Even in the essence, there was a small amount of fat. When the fat is heated, it melts and becomes a natural animal fat oil, making it easier for the meat strips to be cooked and cooked.
By the time the skeleton of the giant rat had been pulled up and set aside, the meat strips were almost done roasting in the oven. Although there was no seasoning, the aroma of the roasted meat still wafted in the wind and wafted into the nose of the SUV.
Callio opened his eyes, a smile flashing across his old face. He cursed in a low voice, ”Damn brats, why aren't you greeting me when there's something good there?”
It was rare for the Chief Military Instructor who hadn't smoked a cigar to curse and groan as he got out of the SUV. But just as he opened the door, the Tactics Board computer buzzed with a message.
Callio glanced strangely at the tactical board, and outside, the teachers had already begun to gobble up the golden, roasted meat. Smelling the aroma of the roast meat, he spat out a mouthful of saliva before reluctantly returning to his car.
He opened the email.
The mail was an order from Supreme Headquarters in Asgard, and it represented the high command of the Hall of Heroic Spirits. According to the order, there would be three middle-ranked experts participating in the assessment, and they would also be able to create a small surprise for the recruits. Looking at the words ”Improving the reaction of the recruits” written in the mail, the head instructor shook his head and muttered, ”Those old masters at the headquarters were really full of food. They even had to ask about the assessment of a small recruit.”
Closing the email, he jumped out of the car. He stared blankly and saw that there was not much roasted meat left in the military furnace. The chief instructor immediately shouted, ”Kids, save some for me!”
The wind and snow obscured his voice. At the same time, it also covered up some other things.
Military base, underground level 1.
”Olam, Betsy.” At three o'clock, a group of living corpses approached. Their numbers were around thirty. Stop them, and don't let these damn bastards cross your line of blockade! ”” No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no...
”Luca, Gail.” You must move quickly. There are more living corpses heading this way. Damn it, how did they discover us?! ”
In the darkness of the passageway, the sounds of fire and machine guns constantly flashed. In the loud, ear-splitting sound, the hot current of metal cut through all the approaching living corpses and ensured that they could not cross the line of fire formed by the two machine guns.
Living corpses swarmed in from who knows where, and after tearing up Bridger, they started chasing after the other members of the vanguard team. Living corpses were always hungry. As long as there were living beings in front of their eyes, they would not waste any energy to kill them all. Unless all the living corpses were dead, they would not stop their footsteps. Under their instincts, even if the other party was just a ball of fire, they were still willing to be a moth in a fire!
They had to retreat from the corpses. The vanguard team had killed at least a hundred of these monsters, but even more zombies were pouring in from the depths of the base. These living corpses all wore the uniform of the base. When they were alive, they should have been the base's staff. Only the heavens knew how many people were gathered in this base at that time. Just by thinking about it, one could already tell that there were a lot of people serving the base.
Even if only half of these people had been transformed into living corpses, the number would still be in the thousands!
Under these circumstances, the vanguard team could only retreat. With Anthony scanning and Soul Linking Chains, the vanguard team had not encountered any obstacles until five minutes ago.