flstandardbreds Chapter 369 Entering The Camp, Battalion Commander Zhou Yiran
Chapter 369 Entering The Camp, Battalion Commander Zhou Yiran
After scanning Uncle Pang's identity, the metal door opened automatically, revealing a deep passage leading underground.
Hey, with such a comparison, the humans of Blue Star are much happier.
In the current world Lin Ziluo experiences, human beings can only hide underground.
Especially this Tool King Planet.
Because high-tech products even have mechs, the export camouflage of the camp is very high.
Like Lin Ziluo, they have to keep an eye on their surroundings when they want to enter to prevent being discovered by zombies.
In such a cautious atmosphere, it took a lot of effort for everyone to enter the passage.
Only then did Uncle Pang heave a sigh of relief, and manipulated the metal door to close.
"This metal door is only eligible to be opened by those who own the mecha, and no one else is eligible." Uncle Pang introduced to Lin Ziluo.
Through these days of understanding, Lin Ziluo also understood the general situation of the human side.
In short, everything is missing.
There are not enough firearms, not enough energy, and they are extremely picky when fighting. An energy block can't wait to break it up and use it.
This is why humans were reluctant to use firearms when they started attacking human cultivation factories.
However, after this operation, the human side finally had a slight improvement. At least the energy blocks looted in their hands are enough to fight a rich battle.
Poor to poor, but in terms of the number of mechs, humans are not inferior.
In the Rising Sun Camp alone, there are ten captains with mechas. Including the Night Camp, which is about the same level as the Rising Sun Camp, there are no less than 20 sets of mechas in total.
This is much more than the two hundred years it took the zombies to accumulate, and now there are only eleven generals left.
According to Uncle Pang's deduction, it should be the reason why the test of mechas is more inclined to new humans.
It is several times more difficult for zombies to obtain a complete mech than it is for humans.
The reason why a general didn't hesitate to beat three humans was because the basic attributes of the zombies themselves were too strong.
After all, humans in this world cannot strengthen themselves through those special methods, they can only rely on mechas.
Regardless of the differences in their own strengths, the gap between the various mechas is not too great.
Following Uncle Pang all the way down, it took about two to three hundred meters of vertical distance to reach the gate of the camp.
As for the camp, they knew they had returned when Uncle Pang took out the instrument and activated the metal gate.
So seeing Uncle Pang appear, he took the initiative to push open the last door leading to the camp.
And Lin Ziluo, who was behind Uncle Pang, finally saw the real situation of the Rising Sun Camp.
It can only be said that Camp Rising Sun is really not "Rising Sun".
Originally, Lin Ziluo thought that the entire underground passage would be dark, but he didn't expect that entering the camp would not be much better.
Although there is bright light, the whole is still biased towards gray and dark, giving people a very depressing feeling.
This should be the measures they mentioned in the camp to save energy.
However, after all, Lin Ziluo has experienced a lot of dark places, and Lin Ziluo quickly adapted to the brightness.
He saw a group of people gathering towards this side.
The leader was a middle-aged man with a height of about two meters and an extremely strong body. He walked over with big strides and put his arm around Uncle Pang's shoulder.
"Thank goodness, Uncle Pang, you guys are worried about me, as long as I'm fine." The middle-aged man said excitedly.
"Battalion Commander, we have nothing to do, but Xiao Xie and his team are all gone," Uncle Pang sighed.
battalion commander?
Lin Ziluo quickly recalled Zhou Yiran, the commander of the Rising Sun Camp they mentioned.
Together with the commander of the night camp, he is currently the top combat power of mankind.
Although Zhou Yiran is younger than Uncle Pang and other seniors in the camp, he is born with strong physical fitness.
He has also exercised his physical fitness to the limit of human beings in this world, and combined with the mecha he owns, that's why he can be called the highest combat power.
As for how strong it is, it is to fight against a corpse general for half an hour without losing the wind.
But later, he retreated early because the mecha lacked energy, so he didn't know where his limit was.
Hearing Uncle Pang's news, Zhou still paused, and continued to speak with a sad face: "Not only Xiao Xie and the others, but also Mi Ying and Xiu Xian have all suffered misfortune."
Hearing this news, the people around couldn't help but clenched their fists.
Every time Zhou Yiran uttered a name, it meant that a brigade of hundreds of people was wiped out.
"Why are you so sad! This time our operation succeeded, this should be a happy event! Xiao Xie and their sacrifices are worth it! They are our heroes!"
Another older voice sounded, and the person who came was another senior from the Rising Sun Camp alongside Uncle Pang——Uncle Joe.
"Uncle Joe is right. The success of our operation this time is something worth celebrating, and we shouldn't be sad." Zhou still tried his best to shake off his sadness, and said with a smile on his face.
At this time, Zhou Yiran looked behind Uncle Pang as if he remembered something, and quickly set his sights on Lin Ziluo.
He took the initiative to step forward and stretched out his hand towards Lin Ziluo; "This brother should be Lin Ziluo who closed the protective net for us and successfully killed the corpse in this operation, Hero Lin!"
Because the other teams came back earlier than Uncle Pang's team, Zhou still understood the whole incident.
Hearing what Zhou Yiran said, there were bursts of exclamations from around.
These ordinary people didn't know the exciting news at all, and when they heard that the corpse had died, they immediately became excited.
"That's right, he is Lin Ziluo, a very talented Chosen Son, he beheaded the corpse!" Uncle Pang confirmed from the side.
For a moment, all eyes were on Lin Ziluo.
Chosen Son! Kill the corpse!
Both of these incidents were eye-popping enough.
"Ahem, it's all trivial, it's all trivial, nothing to worry about." Lin Ziluo shook hands, as always, "modestly".
Hearing this, the surrounding fell into silence.
This group of honest humans has never met such a "modest" person as Lin Ziluo.
"Um, this is not a place to talk about things, everyone come with me to the room over there to rest for a while." Zhou resolutely changed the topic and said.
Only then did the crowd regain their senses, and followed Zhou Yiran towards the interior of the camp.
The space of the camp is actually not too small. After all, it can accommodate more than 100,000 people and there is still a part left.
Although the rooms separated by metal shells are relatively simple, and most of the people you meet along the way are skinny, the environment is still clean.
"Our place is still very good. There are beds to sleep, food to eat, and a lot of space for activities. Everyone gets along very well. Of course, the most important thing is freedom. No one will force you to work, and there are not so many heavy jobs. Dry."
Zhou Yiran proudly introduced the environment of the camp to Lin Ziluo, including some people in the team who escaped from the human cultivation factory.
In his cognition, this is already the best living environment he can think of.