In addition to the metal tower, the interior of the "Angel of Death" base is surrounded by factory buildings.

Lu Chen followed the green hair to drive to a camouflage factory building, and there were many cars parked outside the factory, off-road, jeep, big trucks...

The sound of various machine tool processing came from inside, which was a modified workshop.

"Drive in and find a man named Zhang Sledgehammer and ask him to register you."

Green Mao left Lu Chen at the door and turned to leave.

Lu Chen drove inside, a strong smell of engine oil came, several off-road vehicles were lifted in the air by the lift, and workers welded various parts and armor on them.

The brilliance of arc heating and sparks flying during welding filled the entire factory, and Lu Chen followed the guidance to the painting registration office.

These seven forces rely on the spray paint on the body to distinguish friends and foes, so spraying the fiery red skull pattern on the body is equivalent to registering at the base.

"Zhang Sledgehammer?" Lu Chen asked a bald man with shirtless arms and brass-colored skin.

The bald head Zhang sledgehammer put down the "Programmer's Way of Cultivation" in his hand, glanced at Lu Chen, and then glanced at the chariot.

"What kind of genius mechanic are you?"

Lu Chen nodded, because he became the captain of Team 3 appointed by Yue Ji, those little brothers who originally belonged to the red hair also fell under him.

Those little brothers who tend to be inflamed naturally hyped his deeds in the base, what to kill giant zombies in seconds, genius mechanics.

Zhang Sledgehammer looked around the chariot, "This thing can't work, you are a blind cat and a dead rat." "

Black technology, uncle, it's strange if you understand.

Because Lu Chen turned on the camouflage mode, many key nodes were hidden by the system, and those modifications visible to the naked eye naturally looked messy or even redundant.

"Register it, uncle." Lu Chen didn't want to talk nonsense with him.

"What uncle? I am 25 years old. "

......

Zhang used an instrument to scan the exterior of the tank into the computer, and then designed the paint pattern on the computer according to the shape of the vehicle.

After the end, Lu Chen drove the chariot into a dragon gate similar to an "automatic car wash" under his guidance.

Lu Chen lowered the window and the painting process began.

Although the level of this spray paint design is worrying, and even a little ugly, it can be cleaned with a crystal nucleus in the future, so Lu Chen is not very repulsive in his heart.

"Are we going to join this organization?" Zhuang Yuan finally couldn't help but ask.

She has no good feelings for these people, whether it is the behavior of Red and Green or Yueji, it can be seen that this organization is not a good organization.

Lu Chen shook his head, "It's only temporary, wait until we get the information we want, and then take this base." "

Is it the information of that metal tower?" Zhuang Yuan asked, she also paid attention to the abnormal building.

"More than that, that woman is a superpower."

"Human Psychic? You've only said before that zombies have supernatural powers.

"Yes, humans do not produce powers on their own, so these secrets are probably in the metal tower."

And the survivors she had picked out to enter the tower, what role did they have.

A few days before the apocalypse broke out, this organization was able to establish such a complete doomsday base, what forces were behind this?

This intelligence is critical to our survival in the end times.

Lu Chen said a long paragraph, both to Zhuang Yuan and to sort it out himself.

The poor information of Reborn I put him ahead of the vast majority of people, preparing supplies and a lot of things in advance.

But the advantage of this information is almost exhausted with the increase of his level, after all, in his previous life, he did not have a system, and he could not access higher-dimensional information.

In this world, information is everything, and Lu Chen needs to unlock more intelligence in the "Angel of Death".

Zhuang Yuan's eyes closed slightly, and he fell into thought.

Lu Chen looked up and down at Zhuang Yuan in deep thought, this set of clothes really limited Zhuang Yuan's charm.

If he changed into a set of Yueji's outfit, Zhuang Yuan would only be even more amazing.

"Why are you laughing for no reason?" Zhuang Yuan asked with a shy face.

She had just finished thinking about it and felt that joining this organization temporarily was indeed the best choice at the moment.

Ben wanted to ask Lu Chen a few more questions, but found that he was staring at himself and laughing.

Zhuang Yuan's face blushed to the root of his ear, and he quickly turned his face away.

"Ahem," Lu Chen pretended to be calm, "I remembered something happy." "

What's going on?"

"My wife, ah no, the paint is sprayed."

After the painting was over, Lu Chen drove to the parking spot.

It was dinner time, and everyone was collecting food in a concentrated manner.

The base is highly hierarchical, and the food for each level is different.

The captain of the convoy and the captain of the base guard seemed to be of the highest rank, the most abundant food, and even meat such as chicken and duck appeared.

Then there are technicians and managers, then ordinary minions, and finally the survivors they captured.

The survivors were ragged and thin, apparently suffering in the last days.

And inside the base, they also did not have a good life, only rotten vegetables and porridge every day, and they had to do coolies.

And some of them were also caught in metal towers, although it is not known exactly what to do.

But Lu Chen guessed that it was most likely a human experiment!

Lu Chen didn't go to get food, he and Zhuang Yuan casually ate some Wagyu beef, Xiaoqinglong or something in the car.

......

Metal tower, second basement floor, combat conference room.

A huge LCD screen was displaying all the information of the chariot, as well as the background information of Lu Chen and Zhuang Yuan.

Sitting around the bottom is a circle of people in white lab coats, led by the leader of the "Angel of Death", Tsukihime.

She leaned back in her chair and gracefully cocked Erlang's legs, playing with a pen in her hand.

The foot hooked with the high heels gently dangled, and the sharp blade of the heel shone in the light.

Her legs are straight and slender, clinging to the smooth surface of the black stockings, proudly displaying seductive curves.

The conference room was quiet, no one dared to interrupt Yueji's thinking, or everyone was busy enjoying this alluring scene in front of them.

"What do you think?" Tsukihime asked.

"This car is very poorly modified, there is no need to scan it, and anyone with a little repair experience can see it, I don't believe this car can fight giant zombies."

A person stands up to speak and then sits down.

"When I controlled him, he still claimed to have killed the giant zombie." Tsukihime said.

"Mind control isn't necessarily the truth, and the way you ask questions and..."

"Are you doubting my abilities?" Tsukihime turned to look at the person who was speaking.

"Oh no, no, I'm not..."

"Lord Chief, I believe he killed the giant zombie.

However, I think that when he attacked the giant zombie, he had already consumed a lot of life force by the heavy machine gun. That's what gives him the opportunity.

Yueji pushed her glasses, and she was more satisfied with this answer.

"Give him Li Hao's intelligence today, and let the No. 3 convoy go on that mission tomorrow."

"Lord Chief, this is too risky, a convoy will definitely not work."

"Yes, if you fail, you will lose the entire team!"

Yueji snorted coldly, "What is a team, I want to see his true strength." "

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