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Chapter 40 Dark Invasion

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    Depot No. 56 was shrouded in darkness, and there was silence. The silent silence was eerie.

    Fear and fear can make people nervous, sweating, numb hands and feet, and slow movements.

    Almost all the symptoms appeared on Qian Wenbin. At this moment, Qian Wenbin was hiding in the narrow disinfection cabinet, trembling all over, holding a grenade in his hand, unscrewing the back cover, but couldn't open it.  Moisture-proof paper.

    The pungent and strong smell of disinfectant concealed his whereabouts. Those gadgets had been spinning around for at least dozens of times. If the smell of disinfectant hadn't covered him, he might have been doomed.

    Last night was a nightmare for Qian Wenbin. Although Station Commander Liu also warned him, at the critical moment, the soldiers of the guard platoon still hesitated. After all, they were shooting at their comrades. No one expected that a  The hesitation turned the entire military depot into a hell.

    One after another, the infected were resurrected and became ghosts in the night. One after another, officers and soldiers were attacked and sacrificed. A few hours ago, Qian Wenbin heard fierce gunfire, which seemed to come from the direction of the material warehouse. Now everything  Silence seemed to have returned, and the deathly silence was eerie.

    Several gunshots were heard in the darkness, "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

    Stationmaster Liu took a pistol and fired a shot into the head of a monster with ragged clothes that looked like a skeleton and nails that were like sharp blades. The monster stopped twitching, and a green and smelly liquid slowly flowed out from the bullet hole.

    "How much ammunition do you have, please count.?" Stationmaster Liu, who looked tired, pulled the slide of his pistol, took a look at the bullets in the chamber, removed the magazine, and took out a few scattered bullets from his pocket.  , press into the magazines one by one.

    The five surviving soldiers began to count their ammunition. Shell casings and empty magazines were everywhere, and almost every empty ammunition box was rummaged through.

    There are no grenades, only a magazine and seven bullets.

    I have half a magazine and a grenade.

    There are no hand grenades, and the bullets are ejected ten times each time.

    There are no grenades, only nine bullets.

    There are no grenades, no rifle bullets, and twenty-two pistol bullets.

    Weapons are the second life of a soldier. If there is no ammunition, whether it is a Type 56 semi-automatic rifle or a Type 56 submachine gun, it will at best have one more bayonet than a fire stick. It has always been a glorious tradition of our army to dare to meet the enemy's bayonet.  But can those things outside still be called human beings?

    There was not much ammunition left. If the material warehouse was not built with logs and steel frames, it would have been broken into by the monsters wandering outside. Stationmaster Liu observed the outside through the wood gaps in the material warehouse and keenly noticed these infections.  Mutated monsters seem to be getting weaker and weaker?

    Thinking back to last night, those monsters that were as fast as cheetahs and lightning, compared to the monsters wandering outside the warehouse, they seemed exhausted. Except for launching a so-called fierce attack in the early morning, they spent the rest of the time hiding far away in the corner of the military station.  Peeping in the dark.

    Hoping that the reinforcements would arrive as soon as possible, Station Commander Liu, who looked pale, sat in a corner with difficulty, quietly lifted up his military uniform, glanced at the scars on his waist, pondered for a moment, gently pulled the pistol slide, and ejected a bullet.  Into jacket pocket.

    A convoy of more than a dozen military trucks was racing at lightning speed, setting off a smoke dragon on the Gobi. The heat waves outside the car window hit one after another. A middle-aged soldier in military uniform, who even had his disciplinary buckle fastened, sat firmly in the passenger seat.  In terms of location, the scenery has not changed at least for 150 kilometers. The salt ridge is like a sharp blade, which puts the vehicle's tires to withstand great challenges.

    Guo Nanbei, at the age of forty-five, was in his prime of life. Just when he was about to take over the post of commander of a certain Red Army division, he received a special transfer order and was affiliated with the newly established Comprehensive Bureau of the General Staff Headquarters.  Bureau?

    As the name suggests, it seems that the scope of responsibilities is not small. In fact, within the general staff system with specific responsibilities, there are the Operations Department, the Intelligence Department, the Third Department, the Signal Corps Department, the Military Training Department, the Military Affairs Department, the Equipment Planning Department, the Mobilization Department, the Military Transportation Department, and the Defense Department.  The Chemical Corps, Political Department, Confidentiality Bureau, Surveying and Mapping Bureau, Meteorological Bureau and other ministries and departments are all specialized in technical fields. Only this newly established and little-known comprehensive bureau seems to be wandering outside the scope of professional competence.

    From a promising military officer at the division level to the head of the newly established Comprehensive Bureau under the General Staff, Guo Nanbei could not remain calm even if he repeatedly used the revolutionary soldier as a brick to comfort himself wherever needed.  The first mission he accepted was to lead a company of field troops to rescue and reinforce Troop 5619 who was performing a scientific research mission. Troop 5619 was under his command.

    Not only is he a polished director, but the first thing he does when he takes office isKeep your distance from the coming mutant monsters.

    Red and green tracer bullets drew colorful trajectories. Heavy machine guns and light machine guns fired along the trajectories. Under the dense rain of bullets, the mutant monsters that rushed up were hit and rolled to the ground. The Type 53 heavy-pointed  The bullet penetrated the mutated monster's body and hit the yellow sand, stirring up a sand pillar more than one meter high and making a popping sound.

    Green slime splashed everywhere in the rain of bullets, mutilated monster limbs and broken arms flew wildly, and sharp screams and wails ebbed and flowed with each other.

    The barrel of the Type 67 heavy machine gun was steaming with steam. The sweating shooter still did not dare to carry it at all. He patrolled the surroundings vigilantly. The infantry had begun to clean the battlefield, and the six people trapped in the warehouse were also rescued.  Stationmaster Liu was so excited that he was a little incoherent. He held Guo Nanbei's hand tightly: "Thank you, comrades, thank you, comrades!"

    Suddenly, there was a muffled explosion from the direction of the infirmary!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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