Adorable Attack: Zombie Journey in the Last Days

Chapter 124

"Red, the left one, the second one." Mo Bai squatted beside Leng Yan, flashlighted the serious Leng Yan, and proudly said, "Just cut this wire, and that door will open."

Taking out the small knife that had been imitated long ago from his chest pocket, Leng Yan, who cut off the thread with a light hook, tilted his head, looked at the metal door that was motionless, and raised his eyebrows playfully at Mobai .

Since the wire was cut just now, no current was felt, and Leng Yan had already guessed what would happen after the wire was cut.How could it be possible to easily open the closed alloy door panel by cutting off the locking signal for the electronic door whose main power supply and backup power supply are all exhausted.

Shaking off the black dirt on the knife, Leng Yan stood up and walked to the door, looked at Mo Bai who was still struggling with why he couldn't open the door, and kindly reminded: "The power is off, you still want to use this How to open the door?"

"But it shouldn't be... Isn't this kind of military building equipped with a backup power supply? It's impossible to even open the door!" Mo Bai seemed to be very experienced in such things such as disconnecting the door. Holding his shoulders, he still looked at the neat cut in disbelief.

"Could it be that the thread was found wrong? It shouldn't be, I think..." The ear-piercing sound of rubbing interrupted Mo Bai's muttering, and he turned his head to look in shock.Leng Yan was casually twisting the neck of an infected person. The skinny neck seemed to have only a layer of skin tightly wrapped around blood vessels and bones. He fell out of the door when he opened the door just now. It's been closed for a long time.

The alloy door, which was originally closed tightly, now has two sunken palm prints at the height of Leng Yan's chest. The surging black and red tentacles on the arm and the powerful beating of the muscles make Leng Yan feel good. He hammered his fists together, and walked into the military base where the fragments of the First Civilization might be hidden.

"Hey! How did you do it? Logically speaking, this kind of door should be very strong, how did you pull it open?" It was not a glass sliding door at the entrance of the store, but an alloy door weighing several tons , also with an electronic interlock.Even a special machine can't open the door so easily, how did this guy called Leng Yan open it?Could it really be the power of the First Civilization?

Seeing Leng Yan flexing his arms in amazement, Mo Bai scratched his head, and quickly followed Leng Yan's footsteps.

This is the chaotic Special Zone H of the United States. As an area that has experienced three biochemical terrorist attacks, things here are much more chaotic than other places.

Red gel can be seen everywhere in the base, and the smell of decay permeates the air. There are no living things, except for cold words and black ink, only the slowly wriggling red gel remains.

"Go this way, the fragments are in the weapon warehouse." Passing over the two dust-covered Black Hawk helicopters, Mo Bai stretched out his hand and touched the thick dust with his fingers.

"The last time I saw this kind of helicopter, I even sat on it. If it weren't for the current mission, I really want to sit on it again."

Repeating the same trick, he opened the closed aisle door with both hands, and asked Mo Bai, who was still longing for the past, coldly, "Have you sat before? What did you do before?"

"Secret, I used to not only stay in Huaxia."

Shrugging his shoulders, the stale air in the military base did not affect Leng Yan, even though the rancid stench kept drilling into his nose.

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"What does the fragment of the First Civilization look like? This should be the third weapon warehouse, right? Why didn't I even see a shadow?" After opening the metal door of the weapon warehouse for the third time, in the room filled with the smell of engine oil Mo Bai, who turned around in a circle, waved his hand in front of his nose irritably, and leaned against the door of the warehouse without any image.

Leng Yan didn't say anything, but from the rhythmic twitching of the corners of his mouth, one could guess that his mood was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

"Slender and irregular pieces of silver-white metal that emit light, obviously." Standing at the door of the weapon warehouse with arms folded, he looked at the dark door frames of the three weapon warehouses with cold words and doubts. A tendril flung out from the iron frame used for repairs.

Although it has been rusted, the military products are still serving the state machine, and the quality will definitely not be bad.

Looking down at the dazed Mobai and the gates of the three weapon depots from a high position, he muttered coldly, "Sure enough", aiming the imitation saw blade at the center of the floor under him, loosening the tendrils naturally, and sawing The tip of the blade pointed at the ground that was no different from other places, and plunged straight down.

At the moment when he was about to stab the ground, Leng Yan suddenly threw out a tentacle and wrapped it around Mo Bai's hand, then the saw blade deflected, tapped on the ground beside him, and fell on the ground with Mo Bai, who had never known what happened just now. Passed the door of a weapons warehouse.

The soft and holy white light swayed on the ground that was regarded as the target, and the ground that seemed to have no problem suddenly split a hole, a piece of silvery white sequins that was no different from the fragments seen before, exuding a sword-like glow. Light, slowly rotating.

"Our task is to bring this thing back, right? So, how do we get this thing?" He helped Mo Bai up, picked up a rifle from the ground coldly, and pointed it at the sword-shaped light that looked like a strange gear Throw it over.

The originally intact rifle became two pieces, the fracture was as smooth as a mirror, and the orange bullet casing could still be clearly seen.

"Didn't the mentor say that as long as you are an inheritor, you can touch the fragments of the first civilization? Should you take it directly?" Mo Bai, who was frightened by the sharpness, hid behind Leng Yan, seeing Leng Yan looking at him, Then he coughed in embarrassment, and said, "I'm not afraid, I'm just looking for a suitable place for me to think."

"Behind me?" Without the habit of being aggressive, Leng Yan directly reached out to the translucent light, even if it hurts himself, it doesn't matter, even if the whole hand is broken, it can be recovered quickly.

The silver fragments floating in the air were much gentler at this time, and the sharp light around them gradually turned into layers of fluctuating halos, and even before Leng Yan touched it, he had already actively moved towards it.

"Huh? What's the reason for this?" Mo Bai leaned forward curiously, tentatively stretched out his hand and poked it twice, but covered his wrist in pain, the bright red liquid was flowing out continuously along an obvious wound .

"Wait! What's going on?" Leng Yan didn't feel any aggressive behavior, and the halo in his hand was still warm. What's going on?

Wouldn't they attack the inheritors?If Mo Bai is not the inheritor, why did she appear in the Colosseum?