Apocalyptic War Machine: Raiding Billions in Warehouses from the Start - Chapter 262

c262 a familiar stranger

As night fell, the dilapidated Haicheng fell into deathly silence.

Number 5 and Number 3 were sitting in a room in a certain building, as silent as the night.

“No. 4 is dead, No. 4 is dead.” No. 5 murmured in his mouth.

“How many more times do you have to say this?” No. 3 looked at her coldly.

“He cut off his head, he cut off his head.” No. 5’s eyes were red.

“At least he found out the opponent’s leader’s superpower, and his death is meaningful.” No. 3 said.

“No point, no point.” No. 5 looked up at her.

“As long as a person dies, everything is meaningless.”

“What are you talking about?” No. 3 suddenly stood up and pulled No. 5 up from sitting on the ground.

“Where have all your classes gone? He dedicated himself to our great cause, and his death is meaningful!”

“That only makes sense to you. To Four, none of it makes sense to Four with his head cut off.”

Number Three slammed her to the ground and turned around to walk away.

“You can go back and talk to the doctor about whether it makes sense. Now stop your tears and do what you should do.”

“The person sitting here talking to me yesterday was No. 4. Today he is gone. Who will be talking to me tomorrow?”

No. 5 lay weakly on the ground, looking at the dust on the ground in front of him.

“Everyone is dying meaninglessly, whether it’s the lowly people or us.”

No. 3 is unwilling to talk to No. 5 anymore. In her opinion, No. 5 is just a loser who was defeated by death.

If she wasn’t needed for the next plan, she would eliminate her immediately.

“when——”

A private message came from No. 3’s LCD screen.

Each member of the Anthem organization is equipped with an LCD screen, which is a tool for them to upload logs and communicate with each other.

However, due to the large number of satellites falling, the message transmission on the LCD screen is very slow.

When she saw this message, the other person had already sent it for who knows how long.

No. 3 clicked on the private message, and the moment she saw the sender, her eyelids jumped.

Li Haoran.

The apostles of the southern war zone are the direct superiors of these travelers.

“Where are you?”

The message was brief, just this sentence.

But the shorter the words, the less willing the other party is to waste time.

Is the Lord Apostle coming to take over this mess in Haicheng?

No. 3 looked at the message blankly.

Will the Apostle still have to take action in the end?

So was she right to stop No. 4 from reporting to the Apostle yesterday?

If the apostles had been asked to come for support yesterday, it would not have been No. 4 whose head was beheaded today.

Is No. 4’s death really meaningless?

A certain string in No. 3’s heart was touched.

The man who had been his partner for ten years, who always liked to tell cold jokes and was never angry with anyone, died.

She always felt in her heart that she should do something.

She really wanted to do something like those imbeciles.

But she can’t do it

Lu Chen slept until noon the next day. When he got up from the bed in a daze, Zhuang Yuan had already left lunch on the table.

He washed briefly and sat at the dining table.

There were two simple dishes and one soup on the dining table. Under the loofah soup was a note written by Zhuang Yuan.

“No matter how busy you are, remember to eat!! O(∩_∩)O”

Lu Chen chuckled and put the note into his pocket.

He never asked Zhuang Yuan to prepare meals for him, but Zhuang Yuan could always save warm meals for him when he needed it most.

He didn’t even know where Zhuang Yuan found time to cook for him.

Managing various matters within the base is not an easy job, in terms of tediousness.

This job is at least ten or twenty times more tedious than going to the battlefield to fight.

Including the personnel of the last two bases, the total population of the Haicheng base is conservatively estimated to exceed 50,000.

What is the concept of 50,000 people? This is already the population of a medium-sized town!

To manage a town before the end, the government has set up many relevant units, but here, the only leaders are Chen Baojun and Zhuang Yuan.

If it weren’t for Zhuang Yuan’s presence, Chase Lu wouldn’t be able to handle these things at all.

After quickly eating the food left by Zhuang Yuan and washing the dishes, Lu Chen walked out of the thunderstorm.

When a thunderstorm breaks out, noisy sounds come from all directions.

A total of 50,000 people gathered in such a base, and one can imagine how noisy it was.

Lu Chen went straight to the temporary headquarters of Baosteel Base, where all senior personnel should be gathered.

Theoretically, the leaders of all bases should have handed over their mechanical hearts and crystal cores there.

What awaits him afterwards is a more massive upgrade using these mechanical hearts and crystal cores.

He had a vague premonition in his heart that the final battle was coming.

They must be fully prepared.

Lu Chen walked along the crowded base passage, and no one around him recognized him.

He had never given a public speech in front of this group of newcomers, so it was normal for the newcomers not to recognize him.

The road leading from the thunderstorm garage to the temporary command room passes through a residential area.

The people here are very mixed, and Lu Chen is almost squeezing forward along the way.

Suddenly, he saw a hooded man next to a house.

The hood covered half of his face, leaving the other half exposed to the sun.

He seemed to be looking at Lu Chen as well, and when Lu Chen found him, he immediately turned around and disappeared in the crowd.

Hmm? Lu Chen wanted to stop him with the time force field, but he gave up because he was afraid of causing panic among the surrounding residents.

The hood that the man wore belonged to Li Dachun’s Lu Shen Sect, and he shouldn’t be a bad person.

Lu Chen just felt that half of the face gave him a very familiar feeling, as if he had met him somewhere before.

Continuing to walk forward, a hooded man in the crowd bumped into Lu Chen.

“Are you okay?” Lu Chen helped her up and found that there was a girl under the hood.

The girl had brown hair and delicate features. She was a rich girl at first glance, but there were a few bruises on her face.

“No, it’s okay.” The girl stared at Lu Chen in a trance.

“Are you okay?” Lu Chen waved in front of her.

“Oh, sorry.”

The girl reacted, subconsciously covered the bruises on her face with her hands, and ran into the crowd as if escaping.

“What is this?” Lu Chen looked at the girl’s back and was confused.

Is Li Dachun’s sect developing so well? So many people have joined?

After thinking for a while, Lu Chen continued on his way to the temporary headquarters.

There he will see the largest number of mechanical hearts and crystal cores ever!