Chapter 244: The Water Plot

In the Resident Evil apocalyptic world, there is a huge difference between having a tank or not.

This is something that cannot be replaced by a truck or any other car. The sense of security of being surrounded by solid steel, the sense of fulfillment of being inside a fortress, is completely different.

What's more, this is a Leman Rust tank covered with weapons.

Viruses opened the door to evolution.

The stable gene sequence becomes fragmented.

Making gene mutation easy and within reach.

All the zombies and monsters that have appeared in the "Resident Evil" series of games seem to have gathered in this swamp at this moment.

Under the dual effects of the virus and radiation, their sizes were far more outrageous than what Fu Qinghai had seen in the game, and their shapes were beyond human imagination. As more and more monsters broke through the blockade of the firepower network and slammed heavily into the tank, the body of the tank began to shake and the structure groaned.

"Don't panic, you can hold on."

Fu Qinghai said while holding a cigar in his mouth.

As a master craftsman, he knew clearly the limits of this tank. As long as the zombie monsters had not evolved to the point where they could spray plasma beams or particle beams, they didn't have to worry too much.

The tank has driven more than 60 kilometers despite the siege of zombie monsters. The vast and endless swamp land seems to have no end. In just two hours, the crew members have repelled eight or nine waves of attacks.

The sun was high in the sky, and the water temperature in the swamps rose sharply. No one knew whether it was because of the sunlight or the monster's plasma.

The tank continued to move forward unswervingly.

The sounds of teeth gnawing on hull and appendages scraping on tracks combined into a disorienting noise that echoed in the ears of every crew member.

With the high-intensity operation of the tank engine and the high temperature generated by the firing of the main and secondary weapons, the entire compartment was already stuffy. Fu Qinghai turned off the ventilation system to prevent blood and flesh debris carrying the virus from entering the car. The Leman Rust tank's simple air purifier and internal circulation device were completely unable to make the air in the car fresh and pleasant.

Many political commissars and inquisitors of the human empire are unwilling to board the Leman Rust tank.

Durable and easy to maintain, from another perspective, is equivalent to a simple and rough design, which means that almost no attention is paid to the passenger experience.

Someone once described the smell inside a Leman Rust tank: It was like seven or eight sweaty men were squeezed in a tin can and fermented for three days and three nights.

It is not an exaggeration to say that a full tank crew consists of seven people.

Fortunately, Fu Qinghai's crew members were three beautiful women of different ages, not six guards who had not taken a bath for a long time.

The interior of the turret was crowded and dim, with only an electric lamp on the top armor providing limited lighting. Breathing the dirty and humid air, with less than a few inches of space to move, sweat soon covered Jiang Yixia's forehead and cheeks.

"Oh, it's so hot!"

Jiang Yixia shouted irritably, took off her sweatshirt and threw it aside, revealing her upper body wearing only a sports bra. The wet fabric clung to her skin, revealing her toned and sexy figure. She continued to shake the turntable of the rotating turret vigorously, without paying any attention to Fu Qinghai's presence.

Fu Qinghai also felt very hot, but Astarte's physique made him tolerate temperatures beyond ordinary people. He was only wearing a loose vest, which was also soaked in sweat. The sweat gland-improved organ could significantly lower the body surface temperature, and he was not yet at the point where he needed to be shirtless.

Chen Xinlu was also feeling hot and her curly hair stuck to the sides of her face with sweat. She saw Jiang Yixia's beautiful bronze waist, turned her head to glance at Fu Qinghai's back, hesitated for a moment, and took advantage of the moment when the zombies were repelled to unbutton her shirt and take off her clothes that had long been soaked with sweat. She was wearing a white tube top underneath, and then she gripped the trigger of the heavy bomb again.

Fu Qinghai's eyes were glued to the periscope, staring intently at the road conditions ahead, operating the steering wheel with one hand and controlling the laser cannon with the other.

Suddenly, his nose moved.

I smelled something unusual.

The smell of motor oil and promethium is mixed with a faint fragrance.

Without looking back, the Force perception could take in the entire scene in the car - Jiang Yixia and Chen Xinlu were both wearing only underwear, and were covered in sweat. It was a hot and seductive scene.

Sweat has no smell; what has smell is the bacterial products in the sweat.

Although Fu Qinghai doesn't understand the principle, the fact is:

women are fragrant.

I don't know whether it is the pheromones they secrete that make men's brains "mistakenly believe" that they are fragrant, or whether it is because the skin care products and cosmetics are marinated in them, causing them to emit bursts of body odor.

It smells good anyway.

Fu Qinghai spit out the cigar butt and said:

"There's a sharp turn ahead, everyone hold on tight."

Fast on the curve is the real fast.

Fu Qinghai never slows down when turning.

The same goes for driving a tank.

The heavy bombs roared and spewed out tongues of fire, and the long and short bursts of fire were like metal whips that lashed the monsters hard, blasting them and the surrounding zombies into pieces.

Chen Xinlu is a smart woman with a high level of comprehension. Under Fu Qinghai's guidance, she quickly learned to switch between different shooting modes, and each heavy bomb earned her the due assimilation points.

Li Xingxian became addicted to burning zombies, immersed in the joy of burning and unable to extricate herself. Her delicate and beautiful little face was particularly ferocious at the moment. She grinned and laughed silently, her finger pressing on the trigger.

The raging and bright flames of promethium spread among the corpses, igniting the remaining fat on their bodies. The flames purified all the filthy flesh and blood. The protein denatured until it carbonized under the high temperature, and the smell of burning floated in the swamp.

"Li Xingxian, Li Xingxian, Li... Bang!"

Fu Qinghai slapped her on the head:

"I say cease fire!"

"ah..."

Li Xingxian screamed, came to his senses, and then he pouted and loosened the grip and trigger with an unhappy look on his face.

"Members, report on the status of ammunition reserves."

Fu Qinghai turned around and said.

They once again fought off a wave of zombies.

A short break has arrived.

"Click."

The sound of an empty warehouse hanging up sounded, and Jiang Yixia said:

"I'm done."

Chen Xinlu lowered her head to check the ammunition box and said:

"Heavy explosives, 96 rounds left."

Li Xingxian carefully observed the scale on the fuel tank and said,

"Well, the promethium reserve is still... 24 liters."

"I'll tell you to save some money!"

Fu Qinghai glared at Li Xingxian.

The latter lowered his head in embarrassment.

Chen Xinlu's eyes were slightly worried.

"There's no sign of the zombie tide ending. What if we run out of ammunition?"

Fu Qinghai said:

"There are still some reserves in the armored vehicle. If the ammunition and fuel are all used up and we still haven't killed all the zombies, then we will abandon the vehicle and leave."

"ah?"

When they heard him say "abandon the car and leave", the three women were all stunned. They were used to staying in the tank, and the solid platinum armor separated them into two worlds.

Fu Qinghai stood up and patted Jiang Yixia on the shoulder:

"You drive."

Hearing this, Jiang Yixia slid down from the gunner's seat and passed by Fu Qinghai face to face. In the narrow aisle, it was not known whether intentionally or unintentionally, but their smooth skin pressed tightly together. Jiang Yixia seemed very open and unconcerned.

Jiang Yixia sat in the driver's seat. Fu Qinghai came to the rear of the vehicle, opened the fuel tank valve, and poured in bottle after bottle of foreign wine. He said,

"What's the point of keeping an empty tank? I didn't choose to assimilate those expensive super-heavy tanks because I considered this day, but this day may come earlier than I expected."

Chen Xinlu stretched out her hand to lift up the white bra on her chest, looked up at Fu Qinghai, and said:

"I've rested enough. I can release the dimensional gate again. No problem."

Fu Qinghai smiled and said:

"I mean as a last resort. We haven't reached that point yet. On the bright side, at least this swamp has earned us enough assimilation points, right?"

Fu Qinghai walked back to his driver's seat and said:

"It feels great to use other people's equipment to earn your own points, right?"

Li Xingxian turned his head and watched him walk by. He snorted and said,

"You have it too. It's not like we don't know the calculation rules for killing."

As soon as Li Xingxian finished speaking, he realized that Chen Xinlu and Jiang Yixia had taken off their outer clothes and were only wearing underwear. Li Xingxian was already very hot, and seeing his teammates doing the same, he hesitated for a while, and finally took off his black robe, revealing a black vest and snow-white, delicate skin.

To Fu Qinghai's surprise, he thought Li Xingxian was short and her figure must be like that of a junior high school girl, but he didn't expect that her figure was quite good. The curves in all the right places were completely the figure of an adult woman, and the length of her legs was in a particularly good proportion. She didn't look like a short stump.

Chen Xinlu once told him: Don't be fooled by his young appearance, Li Xingxian is actually the oldest in the club.

Fu Qinghai shook his head and didn't worry too much about the points and body size. He had no interest in Li Xingxian, and he couldn't drive this steel behemoth by himself. Fu Qinghai asked Chen Xinlu to open the dimensional gate between the tank and the armored vehicle, and returned to the logistics vehicle to get a lot of ammunition and fuel for replenishment.

After all this is done, My Little Pony is back on the road.

"Here I come."

Chen Xinlu looked through the shooting hole and saw unknown creatures wriggling and moving in the swamp. They were gathering towards the tank.

"Check the condition of the weapon for any jammed bolts, overheated chambers, or muzzle obstruction."

Fu Qinghai sat back in his driver's seat, took a deep breath, and gave the order in a deep voice.

After saying that, he subconsciously reached out to touch the cigar in the grid, but a pair of arms stretched out from behind him, wrapped around his neck, put the cigar into his mouth, and then turned on the lighter to light it for him.

Fu Qinghai knew it was Jiang Yixia without even turning around.

The skin of her breasts pressed against his back.

Jiang Yixia lit a cigar for Fu Qinghai, said nothing, and sat back in the gunner's seat, as if he had done something natural.

Fu Qinghai was silent, holding a cigar in his mouth.

He is not a fool.

He knew that Jiang Yixia was interested in him.

It's obvious, isn't it?

But she didn't say anything, and Fu Qinghai couldn't refuse directly.

Fu Qinghai is an old scumbag.

He loves flirting even though he doesn't marry her, and he doesn't take the initiative, refuse, or take responsibility. He is better than anyone else at this.

His animal instincts were also driving him at all times.

But Fu Qinghai didn't want to create any more trouble.

Because he clearly felt that Zhang Yuning had real feelings for him, and it was no longer the case that they just made eye contact and made love at the beginning - Fu Qinghai believed that they were brought together in the first place because of desire.

What's more, the yandere temperament that Zhang Yuning occasionally showed made it seem that women who liked her were a little mentally abnormal. Fu Qinghai was very worried that Zhang Yuning would go to extremes.

He didn't want to hurt her.

This "she" is both Zhang Yuning and Jiang Yixia.

Chen Xinlu took in the entire scene.

She turned and looked at Fu Qinghai's silent back.

No words were spoken either.

Finally, Fu Qinghai exhaled smoke and said slowly:

"Let's go."

…

Marvel Universe, Earth, New York.

A man, a woman and a doll, lying on the top of a tall building.

Zhang Yuning put away the telescope, frowned and said to herself:

"He actually stayed in the hotel and didn't come out."

Upton and Ron worked together with Zhang Yuning to quietly kill the reincarnation who was following her. The difficulty was not killing, but not alerting the bigwigs from all sides of the universe.

The three of them knew each other well, so they acted efficiently and effectively.

But what Zhang Yuning didn't expect was that Ran Jianian was a very single guy. His men died in unclear circumstances, but he didn't care or ask any questions and continued to hide in a luxury hotel to play with women.

Zhang Yuning saw through the telescope that a woman with a snake-like face, who was a celebrity on the Internet, was sitting by the window in dishevel, holding up her mobile phone and posing for selfies, completely unaware of the prying eyes from a distance.

"Zhang, what exactly is his ability?"

Upton asked.

The ghost doll's little hands were holding onto the fence, and the strong wind from the roof blew his yellow hair all over the place.

Upton felt duty-bound to avenge the boss's woman, and it was a higher priority than the reincarnation mission.

Zhang Yuning thought about it seriously:

"If the one playing with fire is the Pyro from the Brotherhood of Mutants, then my impression is that Pyro can only control fire, but cannot create fire out of thin air. He needs to carry a lighter with him. But he created fire with just a snap of his fingers that day, which is obviously not Pyro's ability."

"Could it be the Human Torch from the Fantastic Four?"

Ron immediately interrupted.

Zhang Yuning shook her head:

"The Fantastic Four mutated due to cosmic rays. They are not mutants and do not have the X gene in their bodies."

Upton said slowly,

"To create fire out of thin air, and to be a mutant, there is only one option left..."

Upton and Zhang Yuning looked at each other and said in unison:

"sunspot."

"Tsk, this is a bit tricky."

Upton smacked his lips and said,

"If he can transform into a pure energy state, even True Adamantium won't be able to kill him."

After all, adamantium is just pure hardness and has no magical or energy properties.

Upton turned his head to look at Zhang Yuning and asked,

"Zhang, did you come to the main Marvel Universe this time just to kill this person?"

"Of course not."

Zhang Yuning rejected it outright.

When Upton said this, she also remembered the items that Old Man Lin had asked someone to send to her residence.

A steel needle.

A ballpoint pen.

A burnt red and green striped sweater.

After that stalking incident, Ran Jianian never sent anyone to harass Zhang Yuning again.

Zhang Yuning let out a sigh of dissatisfaction and thought to herself:

You stupid bastard, I'll let you live for a few days first, and then I'll come back to deal with you when my plan is accomplished.

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(End of this chapter)