Binding Red Alert: The Corona Breaks Through the End Times

The man who was trying his best to push Long Yanjun away who blocked the way hadn't figured out what was going on with the cold kill from behind.

Standing directly in front of him, Long Yanjun, who was still as immobile as a mountain, took a few steps back.

Caught off guard and being pushed and shoved by the people behind him, the man immediately fell to the ground uncontrollably.

What came into view was the big feet that were tightly wrapped in mechanical armor.

The man stretched his arms and straightened his waist. Before he could raise his head, he felt something cold on his forehead.

isn't it? !

Do these imperial troops dare to shoot?
An unbelievable thought flashed through his mind, but soon, as a gunshot sounded beside him, the screams of the crowd and the blood splattered on his face made him understand.

These guys are definitely not talking!

"Wait for me."

boom!
A shot went off.

The destructive power of the electromagnetic gun is astonishing. In an instant, the man's head burst like a watermelon, and the tungsten-core armor-piercing bullets continued to shoot into the back of the neck and hit the ground.

The man's body lost the support of his spine and fell forward. He stopped because he heard the gunshots, and at the same time, the people of the empire who saw the Shenzhou army shooting back all retreated inconceivably.

The punishment for shooting civilians is very serious!
How dare these guys!
Seeing that the entire spine of the man who fell on the ground was going to be punctured, a large piece of flesh was missing on his back, and the organs were gathering along the wound towards the shallow pit in the middle.

Even during the period of being enslaved by the face huggers, they have seen many bloody scenes.

But the scene in front of them still made everyone terrified from the bottom of their hearts. Some people even knelt on the ground uncontrollably and vomited wildly, wishing to spit out all the food they had yesterday.

And just when everyone was astonished that the Shenzhou army did not come to rescue them but fired on them, there were bursts of gunshots coming from behind.

Everyone looked back in horror, only to see Long Yanjun standing in a pool of blood and disposing of the corpses that had just died. Instead of slowly waiting for the countdown to the end of life in pain and despair, many dying people might as well let them go as soon as possible. .

"No! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

One survivor was seriously injured, and he belonged to the kind that would surely die if he didn't save him, but he would definitely live if he did.

But when he saw a wounded man who was less injured than himself being shot dead by the Shenzhou army, facing the Longyan army approaching him, he chose to beg for mercy.

"My wife and children are still waiting for me in the shelter!"

"Please! I can't die!"

The man moved a few times before being unable to move, his chest heaved violently and looked at Long Yanjun who was close to him, his eyes were full of pleading.

But
The Shenzhou Army, which has gone through many battles, also has a serious shortage of medical supplies. The inventory and pharmacies in the mining base cannot meet the needs of the army.

Now that our own people lack medical supplies, where can they be used on these survivors?
The world is inherently unfair.

Some people have no worries about food and clothing since they were born, and may not understand the concept of poverty all their lives, while some people will be beaten to death when they spend fifty cents at home to buy a candy when they are young.

For Tianyu, ordinary survivors can only be used to do some area cleaning or material recovery work, unless they are relatively scarce technical personnel, otherwise
Even for the survivors in the mining base, if they are accidentally severely injured, there is only one dead end to meet him.

The gunshot rang out, and another fresh life died.

In addition to the last madness of the face hugger and the addition of moderately and severely wounded men, there are less than two hundred survivors left, which means that at least 150 people died in this warehouse, accounting for a small half of the entire survivor team.

If these guys dared to resist in the first place, they might be able to save themselves without Lan Ying stabbing, considering that most of the frontline outposts were proficient in manipulating firearms except minors.

No matter how bad it is, after Lan Ying stabs in, it doesn't take more than 20 seconds to clean up all the remaining face huggers.

But now.
With more than 150 casualties, even Tian Yu was silent.

If it weren't for his urgent shortage of labor force, and these survivors are all local staff of the power plant, without them, it may be impossible to run the power plant in a short time with their own military commanders.

He really wanted to kill all the survivors.

After all, they were quite arrogant when they attacked their own army. If it weren't for the exoskeleton armor, these guys might have slightly injured some of his soldiers before they were allowed to attack.

"I don't blame you for this matter. These survivors have done their own crimes. Clean up the scene and check whether there are any enemy soldiers inside. After confirming that they are safe, take them to work and get the power plant back into operation as soon as possible!"

"Yes!"

The remaining survivors were driven out by the Shenzhou Army. When the main force began to thoroughly check the interior of the power plant, a part of the troops was allocated to recruit those survivors.

Soon, the internal cleaning was completed, and after leaving some detainees, the large force rushed outside to participate in the defense mission.

It just seems to know that the face huggers have been cleaned up, and the Zerg no longer try to approach the power plant.

It's just that something difficult happened next.

Because the equipment of the Zerg's harassment power plant has been completely shut down, although ordinary employees know how to control the equipment, they do not have the authority to open the equipment.

When asked who can open it, the answer is that only the technical director and the general manager of the power plant can open it.

And the technical director
That's the guy who kicked and pushed Long Yanjun and got his head blown off.

It seems that in most doomsday crises, small leaders in many places run the fastest and die the worst.

When he learned that the survivors in front of him were unable to operate the power plant, Dashan fell silent again.

It is better to use our own people than to count on more than 100 people to recover funds.

After all, the performance of these guys doesn't look like material for discipline.

Now it's just being decisively intimidated by the killing of the Shenzhou Army.

"Since the power plant cannot be operated, it seems that you are useless."

Dashan glanced at the crowd in front of him, and raised the revolver abruptly, the bullet belt on his body collided with the Tiangang mechanical armor, making a few survivors cry out in fright.

Just out of the tiger's mouth, and into the wolf's den.

How come they have such a miserable life!
"Can someone get the power plant back up and running? If not, there's no need for you guys to exist."

Click!

All the soldiers around opened the insurance one by one.

No one doubted that these soldiers dared not shoot, but they were just ordinary employees, otherwise they wouldn't be so miserable that they didn't even have the qualifications to enter the underground shelter.

Turn on the power plant, they really don't have that authority.

"Our factory manager can also drive it! He's in a shelter nearby!"

Seeing that he was about to be slammed if he didn't think about it, a young man suddenly had an epiphany and shouted loudly.

I don't know if it works, but it's the only way for now.

If he did it, he would be able to survive. As for whether the factory manager who was enjoying his life in the shelter would become a prisoner of these unreasonable soldiers, that's none of his business?

As the old saying goes, a dead fellow Daoist never dies a poor one!The leader left them alone and fled alone in times of crisis, so do they still need to be polite to him?
no need.

Is this a problem?no problem.

"I have a map of the locations of all the shelters in the city if needed!"