In the yard, Zheng Hu's laughter was a bit harsh.
Lu Zhen didn't even raise his eyelids, as if what was standing there was just a barking wild dog.
"Let's go."
He dropped a word, turned around and strode towards the Logistics Department.
Gu Yanzhi sneered, closed his folding fan, and followed closely.
Uncle Old Pockmark, Monkey and others gritted their teeth and followed Sun Dafu without even looking at him.
Logistics Department.
After taking over Red-Marked Mission from Crimson Wooden Tablet, the treatment in the bureau is naturally different.
Everyone quickly received the supplies for leaving the city.
A dark green military truck was parked in the backyard. The outer shell of the truck was covered with mottled anti-collision steel plates.
Other than that, there are firearms.
Each person was issued two brand-new Western short-barreled rifles, plus a hundred rounds of yellow copper-cased ammunition.
After getting the foreign gun, Uncle Old Pockmark and others skillfully pulled the bolt and pressed the bullet into the magazine.
In this world, although guns and artillery are powerful, it still depends on what they are dealing with.
These foreign guns with large calibers can only deal with the first-level monsters outside the city.
But if it is against a second-level monster, it will be impossible to deal with it. The bullet hits the scale skin, except for the burst of sparks, which is the same as a fire stick.
Even for a Bright Force warrior like Lu Zhen, as long as his blood and energy are as strong as a gang, his skin will be as hard as iron stone.
It would be difficult for an ordinary foreign gun to cause any damage if hit on the body.
Unless more than a dozen guns are pressed against vital points such as the eyes and throat at the same time, and the bullets are shot continuously, it is possible to break through the Gangqi defense line.
"Get in the car." Lu Zhen picked up the long knife and ordered calmly.
Gu Yanzhi took the car key, skillfully opened the door, got into the cab and started the engine.
Lu Zhen opened the passenger door, sat in, and put Black Gold Long Blade across his lap.
Seven or eight people, including Uncle Old Pockmark, Monkey, carried knives and guns on their backs and quickly climbed into the back of the open truck.
Boom...
The truck's exhaust pipe spewed out a stream of black smoke and slowly drove out of the gate of the Garrison Bureau.
Ocean City In the morning, the fog on the street has not completely dissipated.
Gu Yanzhi held the steering wheel and honked the horn all the way.
The truck passed through the noisy Inner City District and crossed the chaotic and crowded streets of Outer City.
It lasted for more than half an hour.
The surrounding houses gradually became sparse and low-rise.
In the line of sight ahead, a huge shadow, like a mountain, pressed over little by little.
That's East City Wall from Ocean City.
In order to resist the endless tide of mutant beasts in the wilderness outside the city, this city wall was built extremely majestic.
It is dozens of feet high, and the entire body is made of thick black bluestone poured with iron.
There was no flat spot on the wall, and it was covered with dark red stains of old dried blood, as well as terrifying claw marks that were several feet deep.
The truck approaches the city gate.
Lu Zhen looked up through the windshield.
Above the city wall, densely packed city guards stood with loaded ammunition. The searchlights and heavy machine gun barrels glowed coldly in the morning light.
But that's not the most disturbing thing.
These people are not the only ones guarding this city wall.
On the left and right sides of the city gate, there are two super large Western Battle Gear dozens of meters high.
Like two giants made of steel, they guarded the passage out of the city.
Thick brass pipes are wrapped around the black iron body, and the huge pressure valve behind it is making a dull roar, constantly spitting out hot white steam.
This is the truly high-end Steam Battle Armor!
This giant war weapon used to suppress a city's secrets, just standing there, gives off an unreasonable and powerful feeling.
Under the city gate, there was a steady flow of people.
Although it is dangerous to go out of the city, there are still many people coming in and out.
Most of them are coolie farmers carrying burdens and pushing wheelbarrows, and there are also some poor civilians who go out to the city to scavenge.
No matter how chaotic it is outside, people still have to make a living.
"Drip--"
Gu Yanzhi honked the horn, slowed down the car, followed the crowded flow of people, and slowly drove out of the huge and gloomy city gate.
Out of the city.
What you can see is a large area of messy dusty bungalows and dilapidated shacks.
"Outside the city, there are many villages built along the city wall." Gu Yanzhi said smoothly as he turned the steering wheel.
He glanced at the dirty children rolling in the mud and the men squatting under the wall, numbly smoking cigarettes.
"In the bureau, people will be sent out from time to time to sweep around the city."
"So, although these villages are outside the city and not so safe, they can barely survive by relying on the city wall."
The truck bumps along the bumpy dirt road.
Gu Yanzhi withdrew his gaze and looked at the increasingly desolate scene ahead, his expression gradually becoming serious.
"But, we are going to a different place this time."
"It's too far away from Ocean City. It's beyond the scope of our usual patrols and sweeps. It's beyond the reach of the bureau's daily power."
"That place is dangerous. Only if monsters frequently attack official roads and cut off commercial routes like now, will the bureau put a red flag on it and send people to take over the task of clearing it out."
"If in normal times, two or three monster beasts occasionally come out and hurt people, or rob people, there is nothing we can do."
"The wilderness is too big to be managed."
The truck roared all the way and soon drove out of this chaotic village.
The view ahead gradually broadens.
The weeds grew extremely tall, almost reaching the top of a person's head, giving off a savage and dead silence.
Through the windshield, Lu Zhen saw several steep peaks under the gray sky in the distance.
Halfway up the mountain, you can faintly see several strong fortresses built against the mountain.
The outer walls of those mountain forts are all made of blue-black boulders, like iron beasts entrenched in the mountains and forests, which are easy to defend and difficult to attack.
"Those mountain forts also have owners." Gu Yanzhi followed Lu Zhen's line of sight and opened his mouth to explain.
"The world is in chaos, and the city may not be absolutely safe."
"Those are fortresses built by some of the big families in the city who spent a lot of money."
Gu Yanzhi paused.
"It's just a cunning rabbit's three caves. When the day comes that the city is really broken, this is their trump card to retreat and save their lives."
The road in the wilderness is not a road at all.
Years of disrepair, coupled with repeated crushing by heavy caravans and erosion by rainwater, left half-foot-deep mud pits and dry-hard soil edges on the road.
The dark green military truck was like an asthmatic old steel bull, bumping violently on the bumpy dirt road.
Gu Yanzhi held the steering wheel tightly. "With this road condition, we can only run at a speed of about 20 miles at most. If we go faster, the axle will break."
Lu Zhen was sitting in the passenger seat, closing his eyes and relaxing.
It lasted more than three hours.
The sky gradually darkened.
The setting sun in the west is like blood, dyeing the withered grass on the wilderness crimson.
The night wind gradually picked up, carrying a lingering fishy smell.
"We're almost there Yanglin Official Road." Gu Yanzhi stepped on the brakes, his face slightly condensed.
The words have not yet fallen.
"Bang!"
A dull foreign gunshot suddenly came from behind the mountain col ahead along with the cold wind.
Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of intensive clashes of weapons, and the terrifying roars of beasts one after another.
"There's a living person! They're surrounded!" From behind the carriage, Uncle Old Pockmark suddenly stuck his head out, his expression changing drastically.
Gu Yanzhi turned the steering wheel fiercely, and the truck roared up a dirt slope.
From a high position, the scene ahead comes into view instantly.
On a long and narrow official road, more than a dozen loaded mules, horses and carts were connected end to end, forming a simple Iron Barrel Formation.
On the periphery, there is a dark mass of mutated ferocious beasts!
They are all Mutated Gray Wolfs with body shapes like calves, their eyes glowing with bloodthirsty red light. They are clearly a group of first-order Late Stage ferocious beasts!
And in the caravan formation.
A broken escort flag stood upright.
The background of this escort agency is obviously not weak. There are five Late Force Refining Realm martial arts masters with strong energy and blood standing on the outermost edge. The thick-backed swords in their hands have already been cut and curled, and they are covered in blood.
In the inner circle, there are fifteen Mid Force Refining Realm gangsters, carrying foreign guns and spears, working desperately to repair the leaks.
But there are too many beasts, and they are not afraid of death.
On the carriage in the center of the formation, a young woman wearing a brocade dress had a pale face and was holding on to the wooden railing of the carriage.
Beside her, a familiar figure wearing tight-fitting training clothes suddenly stood.
Yan Shanshan!
"Zhiqing, don't be afraid..." Yan Shanshan forced himself to be calm and comforted his best friend beside him.
But her heart felt like she had fallen into an ice cave.
She was just a Mid Force Refining Realm, and relying on the reputation of the martial arts school, she originally just accompanied Yan Family's best friend on a escort trip, which was just for training.
Who would have thought that this supposedly peaceful Yanglin Official Road would actually have such a huge herd of mutated beasts!
"I can't stand it anymore! Headguard, the wolves are going to Break Formation!"
One of the assassins screamed, and his arm was bitten off by a Mutated Gray Wolf. A bloody gash was opened in the defense line instantly.
Yan Shanshan's face was pale and he closed his eyes in despair.
At this critical moment.
A military truck with anti-collision armor crashed down the slope.
"Fire!"
In the carriage, Uncle Old Pockmark, Monkey and seven or eight Garrison Bureau officers had already leveled their short-barreled rifles.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Volley of guns!