Data Wasteland

"Aaron, lead the expedition to clear the way." "Yes!" "Hook, lead the logistics team to move the corpse out." "Yes!"

Chen Xing gave two orders, and then followed the reconnaissance team and got into the tunnel. The smoke of gunpowder mixed with the foul smell of the corpse, and the soil on the ground rolled over. The upper part was bombed by artillery shells for a round, and many places collapsed. It was necessary to dig while moving forward.

About forty minutes later, everyone came to the bottom of the tunnel. A big hole was blown into the reinforced concrete wall, and the inside was dark and it was hard to see.

"Searchlight!" Aaron roared toward the rear, and the two team members immediately ran over with the battery and lights, set them in the gap, and shone inside.

The incandescent light beams are as real as they are directed towards the depths of darkness. Chen Xing walked to the front and observed for a while. There was a lot of space inside, with iron canopy beds everywhere, rusty, like a jungle of steel. There was a thick ash accumulation on the ground, full of chaotic footprints.

"Be careful of the fish that slipped through the net," Chen Xing said, then took out a blasting grenade, opened the buckle, and threw it in.

The grenade flew into the hall in an arc, bounced a few times between the canopy beds, the fire flashed, and it blasted loudly. Two figures rushed out of the corner immediately, and more than a dozen assault rifles fired at the same time, knocking them back steadily.

Chen Xing picked up the assault rifle, concentrated his energy, and blasted the heads of the two living corpses.

After observing for more than ten minutes, after confirming that there was no threat to the eye, Chen Xing called for Aaron to lead the team into the hall.

Looking around, it is an oversized living room with a rectangular shape with an arched ceiling. There are hundreds of canopy beds and can accommodate thousands of people.

The space in the underground survival center is very precious. The residents on the ground floor do not have their own rooms. A bed and a locker are all. According to some documents, men and women at the bottom can only make intimacy after turning off the lights, and there is no soundproofing facilities and no privacy at all. Only skilled workers have their own rooms, but only a few square meters, just enough for a bed and table.

Of course, the situation of each survival center is different, and some are more humane, equipped with a "tryback room" or "love room" for short-term use. But in general, due to the harsh living environment and the lack of resources, the people at the bottom have few rights.

The social structure of most survival centers is pyramid-shaped. Starting from being sensible, every child will study desperately in order to become a technician in the future and have his own room.

Chen Xing scanned with a strong flashlight tied to the tip of the gun. Most of the bedding on the bed was rotten and shattered when touched. There were piles of sundries under the bed, including worker helmets, agricultural tools, wooden boxes, and torn shoes.

Chen Xing dragged the wooden box out and asked the team members to pry it open. There are many sundries in it, most of which are corrupted.

"Boss, find a diary." Aaron turned out a green leather notebook and handed it to Chen Xing.

The flashlight was shot up, and the cover read "Work Diary", and underneath it was a line of vaguely written "Geothermal Power Plant Steam Boiler Cleaning Team, Zhu Weiqi".

When I opened the book, the pages of the book shattered and scattered like snowflakes. The things here have at least four or five hundred history, and the degree of corruption is very high. Except for metal products, ceramic products, and solid wood products with good wood, most of them cannot be preserved.

"Continue to search, watch out for the fish that slipped through the net." Chen Xing dropped the notebook and walked forward with a cat waist.

The space here is very large, visually measuring tens of thousands of square meters, but compared with the number of iron frame beds, it is difficult to imagine how crowded it was.

Imagine that thousands of people live in an enclosed space. Just whispering can make people noisy, just like a concentration camp during a war.

"Be careful!"

Between thoughts, a shout suddenly came from the back side. Chen Xing quickly turned around and aimed his gun. In the afterlight of the searchlight, a khaki-colored living corpse pulled the canopy bed, jumped up and down, and leaped towards this side.

Suddenly, several tongues of fire spurted out. The bullet hit the iron frame bed, sparks splashed everywhere, clanging non-stop. The entire underground space was bright and dark, and the figures on the walls looked like ghosts.

In order to avoid casualties, Chen Xing immediately used stored energy shooting, discounting the calf of the living corpse, and greatly reducing its speed of action.

At this moment, from the corner of his eye, he saw Aaron pulling out the machete and hurriedly stopped him: "Don't come close, keep your distance!"

Aaron's combat positioning is a combat soldier, and his desire for melee combat is very strong, but the khaki living corpse is extremely powerful, and it will be disabled if it is careless. Shooting with long-range weapons is the safest.

Hearing his order, Aaron had to put away the machete and fired with a shotgun instead.

"Boom boom boom!"

The hot iron sand caused the living corpses to retreat again and again, knocking over several iron frame beds, the brackets were seriously deformed, and the dark red rust fell sparsely. After a while, the living corpse was beaten into a hornet's nest and fell to the ground.

"Three groups, spread out." Chen Xing made a gesture, and the team quickly spread out to both sides.

After walking for a while, they encountered two more living corpses, and the crowd gathered fire and wiped out. There is a door at the end of the room, half-arc-shaped, more than ten meters wide, with a huge number "4" inlaid on it, which should mean "residential area No. 4".

There are some small doors on both sides of the room, which can be seen from the observation seam, which are toilets or showers.

"Little Liu is gone!" "Fatto, where are you Fatto!" Suddenly, someone in the team yelled.

"Assemble, roll call!" Chen Xing quickly called everyone over. After some calculations, it was found that three teammates were missing.

"Look!" He catted his waist and searched backwards.

"That, there!" Someone soon discovered that a missing team member was lying on the ground, motionless.

"Fatto, Fattou!" The team member called out tentatively, and moved forward.

A few flashlights shone past, and the players on the ground stared wide-eyed, and the expressions on their faces were very distorted. His chest was undulating, and something seemed to be squirming inside.

"Fatto, what's wrong with you?" The team member in charge of the investigation patted his teammate's face. At this moment, the fat head's mouth suddenly opened, and a black figure sprang out, rushing to the front door of the team members.

When I fixed my eyes, it turned out to be a bug, with a body like an earthworm, as thick as a child's arm, without eyes, and his mouth was full of tiny fangs.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

The bug twisted its body and drilled into the team's mouth. The player grasped with both hands and yanked outwards desperately. The others stayed on the spot, afraid to come forward to help, and didn't dare to shoot.

Seeing that the worm was about to get into his stomach, Aaron strode forward, grabbed the worm's body, rolled it a few times in his hand, and pulled it hard!

"叽!" The worm let out a high-pitched neigh, turned his head and bit at Aaron's arm. Aaron flicked to the ground, stepped on it, and with a "poof", he smashed the worm into mud with his heel.

"The corpse worm, it's the corpse worm!" someone recognized it and shouted.

The corpse worm came to this world following the undercurrent of time and space during the cataclysm period. They will burrow in from the mouth while the creature is sleeping, and eat from the inside to the outside.