Comprehensive Dimensional Double Repair

In the cockpit of the transport plane, the team members who know how to control the machinery are working hard to adjust the various instruments on the console.

The girl returned to the cabin again. She helped another girl who had fallen into a coma to the seat. When the others saw it, they didn't say anything.And this girl is Asami Nakaoka!

The nose of the transport plane was facing the advancing sea of ​​corpses. The pursuit of the zombies was over. The zombies rushing from the ground overwhelmed the entire plane. As the number of zombies overtaken increased, they stepped on each other and stepped up. Enveloping the fuselage, the shell of the aircraft was violently hit by the zombies rushing forward with both hands, making a harsh sound, which became louder and louder.

"Ready to stand and fight" the girl threw an M60E3 machine gun to Bob and said loudly, the sound of the guns in the cabin echoed, and the atmosphere suddenly became serious.

A cabin door on the left side of the transport surface suddenly opened, and six steel pipes protruded out of the cabin with a thick tube surrounded by six steel pipes. The zombies on the periphery of the fuselage continued to pile up and climbed toward the cabin door.

The operator pressed the firing button of a Minigun M134 machine gun in front of him, the electric motor drives the central axis, and the six barrels rotate around the axis. The zombies that climbed up and the three zombies behind him were instantly sprayed out by the barrels. The caliber bullets shattered, the flesh and blood flew across, and the aviation heavy machine gun exploded with amazing lethality in the dull sound."

"We have no time, can we take off?"

The girl came behind the two players sitting in the cab.

"I have never seen a cockpit with this layout. What's worse is that most of the flight instruments are damaged. Now only this display is intact, but I don't know what information instrument this is. We cannot take off an airplane like this. ."

The crew member in the passenger seat said hurriedly.

"Big sister, there are too many bastards, what should we do."

The crew members in the cabin shouted to Chris as if calling for help. Eight or nine bloody hands appeared on the front glass of the cockpit and slapped upwards. The controller still stared at the numbers on the display anxiously.

There was a gunshot in the cockpit, and the girl took out the pistol and broke the screen that the team was staring at. "Unfortunately, the last display is broken. Now you don't have to worry about what it is for!"

The girl almost roared.Then she quickly pulled up a series of switches on the console, the plane started, and the team members who had recovered to their senses joined the collaboration.

"Damn it, the plane has sunk too deep, and the left-wing rotor is stuck on the ground, how do you pull the plane out?"

The crew flying the plane looked sideways to the left glass window.

"Is this plane bulletproof?"

The girl asked a question that was completely disproportionate to the situation at this time. The team members sorted out their thoughts and answered him: "Although the cab has been remodeled, the prototype of this transport aircraft is a C-130 transport aircraft produced by Boeing. The supporting missile projection rack, according to the military's basic indicators for this type of military aircraft, is bulletproof and should also resist rocket launchers. Big sister, what are you asking for?"

"Pull the plane out!"

The girl turned around and walked quickly into the cabin, "Connect the wire at your feet and detonate the explosive."

While speaking, the girl threw a detonator at the team members and walked to a controller on the side of the cabin, and lowered the alloy baffle on the glass window.

Reached out and grabbed the thrown detonator, the controller called the other team members' names, and that team member knew how to immediately take the position of the machine gunner and continued shooting.After squatting down, the girl picked up the wire on the ground, connected the wire to the detonator in a familiar manner, and pressed the detonation button without hesitation.

"Where is the explosive?"

The team member who operated the machine gun with both hands asked loudly, the girl released the detonator in her hand and looked up at the other team member blankly.

A deafening explosion sounded from around the transport aircraft. Eight explosives placed in various soil layers on the underside of the aircraft were detonated at the same time. The fuselage seemed to be pulled by a huge force. During the violent turbulence, a team member lost his balance and rolled to the front of the cabin. .

The dust from the explosion enveloped a large area, and the roar came from the dust. Under the impact force of the explosive explosion, the transport plane was pushed up on the road diagonally, and the wind penetrated the dust and rushed forward.

"pay close attention!"

The girl shouted, increasing the engine's output power, and the sudden acceleration caused the team members who had just regained their feet to retreat suddenly, tipping over, and the plane accelerated along the straight road for nearly 300 meters before rushing out of the road. Down is a black road that is also full of zombies, but this is a sloping downward road with a drop of 200 meters.

The zombies on the fuselage of the flying transport plane fell to the ground one after another. The girl’s intuition was telling her that the plane did not reach the speed required for takeoff at this moment. Sure enough, the plane only flew for a short distance in parallel, and the nose suddenly dropped sharply. After the strong shaking, the plane fell to the slope, and the propellers of the four engines on the wings twisted towards the zombies on the ground, extremely rotating and marking four blood paths.

Now the girl knows very well that if the 300KM/h plane crashes into the ground at the bottom of the slope, the consequences will be disastrous.No more consideration, she could only gamble on courage, and after taking a deep breath, she manually increased the output power of the four engines to the limit of the warning line.Fuel rushes into the engine, the power equipment emits hot light to run, and the complex gear power transmitter accelerates, and under the huge traction generated by the engine, the aircraft whizzes down the slope.

The transport plane was getting closer and closer to the ground. Suddenly the speed of the plane exceeded the take-off speed. The front support frame of the plane broke off the inclined plane and took off against the inclined plane to take off.The speed was still increasing at an extremely rapid rate. The girl clenched the operation wheel with her hands violently violently, and did her best to change the plane's course. When the plane shot evenly, the transport plane suddenly turned and climbed up at the bottom of the slope. The ground friction sprayed out clusters of sparks, and groups of zombies were swept up in the air. Among the zombies flying up in the sky, the transport plane flew off the ground with extremely fast air waves and went straight into the sky.

The plane finally waited for the long-lost stability, and the soldiers who had been overturned many times without any preparation lay helplessly on the steel surface of the cabin, panting.

The plane passed over the dimming city, chasing the last few rays of sunlight that had been forgotten obliquely from the clouds.

The roar of the starting sound of the blades spread over the city, and the echo that reached the ground was mercilessly torn apart, and countless pairs of palms with a few bones exposed on the ground to the light and shadow void of the transport plane, wanting to pull it into endless purgatory in.

The original hustle and bustle of entering the hall was restored by the team members, but the staff on duty in the hall was lost. The work bar also posted pictures of the excellent staff of the week. Maybe it is not compared with the outside world. As suffocating.

The security level of the General Administration makes them feel at ease every time they return.None of these young people noticed a subtle anomaly here.

There is no coffee on the table like before, waiting for them to return to drink from the task.However, each of these team members automatically brought a cup of hot drink from the automatic coffee machine, and the strong coffee aroma diffused in the room.

The girl who had been stopping in front of the team members felt an inexplicable emotion, why didn't they see the other team members, why didn't she wait for him to report back today.Although these unconstrained team members enthusiastically run the hall, she still feels that something is approaching, but she immediately thinks that she is worrying too much. There are nearly a hundred police officers and the headquarters of the Red Umbrella Company in two weapons warehouses.

She walked through the hall alone and stepped into the inwardly extending corridor that also needed to be lit during the day. The usual corridors suddenly became desolate.

Asami Nakaoka was infiltrated among the team members. The girl glanced at the team members who might be busy chewing bread because she hadn't eaten for a long time. Then she walked to the stairs on the side of the hall. She was probably hurt by the scene. She returned to the headquarters. The feeling of missing the team members who had fought blood together before became even stronger.

Chapter 51 Thick Written Documents

Asami Nakaoka was infiltrated among the team members. The girl glanced at the team members who might be busy chewing bread because she hadn't eaten for a long time. Then she walked to the stairs on the side of the hall. She was probably hurt by the scene. She returned to the headquarters. The feeling of missing the team members who had fought blood together before became even stronger.

After arriving on the second floor, she speeded up her pace and walked towards the team office, happily pushed open the door, still imagining the changes in everyone, preparing to suddenly appear in front of them and surprise them.

The door was opened, and there was no one inside. The room was very clean, as if the people inside had just left, and the smile on the girl's face had subsided.

This room belongs to the group room with eight tables and chairs dedicated to each team member in an orderly manner.The girl habitually unfastened the heavy holster on her body and placed it on the elongated table next to the entrance of the room.

She walked to a table softly and touched a mug with half a cup of coffee on the corner of the table with the back of her hand. The side of the cup was still warm, and the situation became more and more strange.

For a long time, she fixed her eyes on the second table on the left. This was the seat of the girl when she was in the red umbrella. She could not remember how much sweat and joy she had shed on this seat.

When she revisited the old place and returned to the place where she used to work, she felt a lot of emotion in her heart. She sat on the chair again and felt a familiar feeling. At this time, the girl suddenly realized that all the things she left on the table were left behind. Things were packed very clean.

Pulling out the drawer under the desktop with both hands, there are a variety of carefully sorted documents stacked in it. The girl arbitrarily took out a dozen thick written documents and browsed a few pages. It was nothing more than some outdated internal news announcements of Red Umbrella. Various tactical analysis and other texts.

The girl put them back in the drawer again. When they were stacked, she inadvertently caught a different kind of text sandwiched between the documents in the innermost drawer of the drawer. She carefully extracted it from the inside of the drawer.

It's a blue notebook, curiously turning over the title page. The white paper has the four words "work diary" written on the top of the white paper, and the lower right corner is marked "Little Wolf". This is a work diary of her former teammate Wolf, but why does it appear In its own drawer.

The girl didn’t make much speculation. She turned to the second page and began to read the above text. The diary wrote: “The weather is gloomy today and the shower is approaching. It is not suitable for searching for the initial pathogen, but the sir did not slow down these days. Coming to look for work nervously, our team was dispatched to the Fifth Avenue area of ​​the Central District to conduct a search. We started the operation from the restaurant, and only 5 minutes later, we found a woman breathing under a sloping wooden board... "

The diary was signed twenty days ago, and the girl continued to look through it.

"Today is the birthday of a former friend of mine. She always likes to go to the fish shop on Queen Road with us on her birthday every year. If she is still alive, I will definitely take her there again, maybe because of her For this reason, the sky cleared today, and the team rescued the survivors at the Jellyfish Park in Xicheng District. Everything went smoothly in the beginning..."

Little Wolf's work diary records in detail the team's daily tasks during that period, as well as the situations they encountered.With her fingers flipping through the paper in the diary, the girl looked for some recently recorded diaries, but she found that this diary was only recorded up to a week ago.

When rewinding to the last few bottom pages of the diary, the information in the diary caught her attention.

"Today we rescued two humans. Our chief concealed it and sneaked there again. Our teammates and I killed 3 people. After we rescued those two humans, we detoured back to the headquarters. The chief did not find any clues. I never understood why. He always strongly opposed that..."

"We had an accident today. I thought that sooner or later this incident would be noticed by the chief, but I didn't know that this moment would come so soon and it was so painful. In the morning, we had successfully rescued civilians who would become experimental objects. , But when he left, the man on the ground who was shot but was not dead, struggled to inject the virus into Reese’s leg. When we desperately sent him back to the headquarters, everything was too late, Reese actually Becoming an irrational beast, I am afraid that when we have to kill our teammate Rees in the warehouse behind the headquarters, sorry!"

"Today, the bodies of three Red Umbrella team members were transported back to the headquarters. Like the previous team members who died, they still suffered fatal gunshot wounds. We were targeted..."

The last page of the diary seemed to be torn off urgently, and the remaining broken paper was interrupted after only these few lines were written.After covering the diary, the girl put it back in the drawer, got up from the chair, thoughtfully walking through the passage between the desktops.