Metro Line 35, the waiting room hall of Xinfeng Station, is stationed here with the vanguard of the CCP Exploring Metro Line 35.
Jiang Chen guessed correctly. Those flesh and blood bodies are indeed not opponents of steel armor, at least the alien species hovering on Line 35 are not.
The CCCP tank easily crushed over the corpse group, leaving only a pile of meat paste.
The only troubles I encountered were just a group of spitters and a few meat mountain that threw things around.
However, all we encountered was just trouble, and there was no question of danger.
We guided three subway stations along the way, and the surface parts of two subway stations had collapsed to varying degrees. Only this Xinfeng Building Station located within the Fifth Ring Road is still intact.
Yegor issued an order to rest and recuperate. More than a dozen tanks sealed the lanes at both ends. With the cooperation of infantry, the remaining armored vehicles cleared the zombies in the waiting room hall and cleared out an open space.
Several base cars drove slowly over and lowered the brackets in the waiting room hall.
On the 100-meter-long ramp, soldiers wearing Russian military uniforms used polyethylene bulletproof boards to stack simple fortifications at the ticket gate of the subway station, and put machine guns on to guard against possible threats outside the subway station.
After camping, Yegor jumped off the tank covered in flesh and blood and walked towards the base car.
Not far away, the engineers were using engineer shovels to shovel piles of meat paste from the tank, collect them into boxes, transport them to organic conversion furnaces, and process them into nutritional mixtures.
The back of the armored vehicle was carrying bags of the corpses of the spitter with a net. The soldier in a chemical defense suit rummaged through the corpse with a dagger and recycled the spitter's sub-crystals.
These subcrystals are good things that contain rich energy. They can be converted into electrical energy through special generators, or made into pseudo-nuclear fusion batteries to power tank engines.
Although these subcrystals are not as large as those condensed in the alien species on the Berry wasteland, they are superior to the huge number, which is so large that these Russians who have just come out of the wasteland cannot imagine.
Inside the communication base car, Sminov was in contact with the large rear troops.
When he saw Yegor walking into the base car, he immediately stood up and saluted.
What is the harvest?Yegor nodded and signaled him to sit down, whispered a chair, sat opposite him, and talked to me carefully.
A total of 3,000 nutrient mixtures and 1,000 subcrystals were produced in the captured organic matter.Fifty newly cultivated cloned soldiers in the incubation base vehicle have awakened and are currently undergoing training subjects in virtual training facilities.Sminov reports.
The CCP frontline troops have two magical tools: one is cloned soldiers and the other is nanoserum.
The former constitutes the Soviet cannon fodder army, and the latter constitutes the super soldiers in the Soviet army. Both of them have caused headaches for NATO and Pan-Asia cooperation.
In the culture tank, it only takes ten days for cloning people to go from infant to adults to rush to the battlefield with a rifle after a little training.
The clones produced through this technology will not have an IQ of more than 100, and their average life span is less than 10 years. The only value is to use quantity to suppress the enemy's front and consume the opponent's ammunition... but it is unexpectedly easy to use.
As long as you are in good command, you can perform miraculous results on the battlefield.
As for nanoserum, I will talk about this later.
Rich organic matter and abundant energy, the alien species in the entire East and West Siberia are probably not as good as the subway in Beijing.
While they are still fighting desperately for survival and extreme weather, the survivors of Pan-Asia cooperation are sitting in such a treasure land.
Compared with Uerlian, which has snow all year round, this place is simply a paradise...
This is simply paradise.Yegor couldn't help but exclaim.
What he is most grateful now is that he chose to go south to Pan Asia instead of crossing Siberia to Moscow.
That's right.Sminov also said with emotion that not only those zombies and alien species that are so weak, just now, our battlefield researchers discovered a fluorescent bacteria in the subway station, rich in nitrogen and phosphorus elements, which can be used as a substitute for some chemical raw materials... I have to say that there are good things everywhere here.
When Yegor heard about chemical raw materials, he looked calm and hurriedly asked his most concerned question.
How is the ammunition production line going?
The ammunition production line has begun to operate.We demolished some of the subway facilities for recycling, and the metal resources were supplemented to a certain extent, but other resources were still lacking...especially oil and its substitutes, rubber, and some chemical raw materials.
Ammunition has always been a big problem that plagued their Uerlian border guards.
Without industry as support, it is almost impossible to maintain this huge armored force.
Fortunately, they have dozens of base cars, and as long as they can get resources, it is still no problem to achieve a certain degree of self-sufficiency.
Of course, the premise is that resources can be collected.
When he heard the news that the ammunition production line was starting to operate, the big stone that had been pressing on Yegor's heart for a long time was finally put down, and the weather-beaten face finally squeezed out a smile.
Sir.
What's wrong?
Do we still want to explore further?Sminov glanced out of the base car window. These resources have been enough for us to digest for a long time.
why not?
But……
You are trying to talk about the benefits and risks, right?Yegor grinned and smiled. He was in a pretty good mood today, so his temper improved a lot. My dear Comrade Sminov, I know what you mean. After all, our daily income today is probably more considerable than the previous week in the Siberian wasteland.Especially the running organic synthesis furnace, the wonderful sound is like singing.Say something from the bottom of your heart.I never imagined that we could live such a prosperous life one day.
Then why... Sminov said hesitantly.
Although he has not encountered any danger so far, the dark tunnel always gives him an ominous premonition.
It's like the end of this tunnel, leading to hell.
Have you noticed it?Looking at the direction of the railway line, Yegor narrowed his eyes. The lane here was very wide, and even in the middle of the train's passage, there was a cement road for two vehicles to run parallel.
If Yegor had just launched a surprise attack on NAC's steel airships to use the subway line at the beginning, he vaguely noticed a trace of unusualness as he continued to penetrate the subway.
This is the strategic channel for pan-Asia cooperation.Yegor pointed at his feet and said that the city's underground transportation network together constitutes the main transportation route for Pan-Asia cooperation in wartime.
Sminov nodded, and obviously he noticed this.
only……
So what about this?
Comrade Sminov, I wonder if you have considered a question.With his hands behind his back, Yegor grinned, for example, what is buried under this complicated subway network?
Why are you so sure? What must be buried below?Sminov puzzled.
The intuition of a legion commander.Yegor pointed his head with his index finger, and a hint of excitement flashed in his pupils. My intuition told me that something must be buried below.It might be a super weapon or just a bunch of useless gold, but no matter what, I can't sit and watch it lie at my feet, and I'm indifferent.Do you understand this feeling?Comrade Sminov.
Taking a deep breath, Sminov nodded.
I see.
That's good.Yegor looked at him, nodded, and turned around and walked out of the base car.
However, as soon as he stepped over the door, he suddenly stopped.
By the way.Turning around and looking at Sminov, Yegor pointed at his feet, "Are there many fungi here?"
Sminov nodded slightly.
Many don’t know if it counts, but in short, there are quite a lot of them.However, most fungi are inedible. Even as raw materials for nutritional mixtures, the utilization rate of organic matter is not high, not as good as that of alien species...
It's not consumed and has nothing to do with food.Yegor grinned, I heard that there is a kind of wine, which seems to be called...mushroom wine.
Sminov was slightly stunned, and a hint of ecstasy gradually spread out on his face.
liquor!
Mushroom wine!
The two Russians looked at each other and grinned and laughed at each other.
Wine is a good thing!
Even if it is wine made from poisonous mushrooms, just distillate the alcohol and mix it with the nutritional mixture into a drinkable wine.
As for whether it is difficult to drink, who cares?
Anyway, vodka is almost the taste of alcohol mixed with water. Many people have not tasted the taste of alcohol for more than ten years. Even the worst blended wine is a rare wine for these Russians who are addicted to alcohol.
As long as it is alcohol, they are never picky!
I'll give you a task.Yegor looked aloof and drew two from the battlefield researchers to make sure to solve the problem of brewing drinkable mushroom wine!
As if he had already smelled the alcohol, Sminov's chest was high and he shouted with high morale.
Ensure the completion of the task!
Then go quickly!
Jiang Chen guessed correctly. Those flesh and blood bodies are indeed not opponents of steel armor, at least the alien species hovering on Line 35 are not.
The CCCP tank easily crushed over the corpse group, leaving only a pile of meat paste.
The only troubles I encountered were just a group of spitters and a few meat mountain that threw things around.
However, all we encountered was just trouble, and there was no question of danger.
We guided three subway stations along the way, and the surface parts of two subway stations had collapsed to varying degrees. Only this Xinfeng Building Station located within the Fifth Ring Road is still intact.
Yegor issued an order to rest and recuperate. More than a dozen tanks sealed the lanes at both ends. With the cooperation of infantry, the remaining armored vehicles cleared the zombies in the waiting room hall and cleared out an open space.
Several base cars drove slowly over and lowered the brackets in the waiting room hall.
On the 100-meter-long ramp, soldiers wearing Russian military uniforms used polyethylene bulletproof boards to stack simple fortifications at the ticket gate of the subway station, and put machine guns on to guard against possible threats outside the subway station.
After camping, Yegor jumped off the tank covered in flesh and blood and walked towards the base car.
Not far away, the engineers were using engineer shovels to shovel piles of meat paste from the tank, collect them into boxes, transport them to organic conversion furnaces, and process them into nutritional mixtures.
The back of the armored vehicle was carrying bags of the corpses of the spitter with a net. The soldier in a chemical defense suit rummaged through the corpse with a dagger and recycled the spitter's sub-crystals.
These subcrystals are good things that contain rich energy. They can be converted into electrical energy through special generators, or made into pseudo-nuclear fusion batteries to power tank engines.
Although these subcrystals are not as large as those condensed in the alien species on the Berry wasteland, they are superior to the huge number, which is so large that these Russians who have just come out of the wasteland cannot imagine.
Inside the communication base car, Sminov was in contact with the large rear troops.
When he saw Yegor walking into the base car, he immediately stood up and saluted.
What is the harvest?Yegor nodded and signaled him to sit down, whispered a chair, sat opposite him, and talked to me carefully.
A total of 3,000 nutrient mixtures and 1,000 subcrystals were produced in the captured organic matter.Fifty newly cultivated cloned soldiers in the incubation base vehicle have awakened and are currently undergoing training subjects in virtual training facilities.Sminov reports.
The CCP frontline troops have two magical tools: one is cloned soldiers and the other is nanoserum.
The former constitutes the Soviet cannon fodder army, and the latter constitutes the super soldiers in the Soviet army. Both of them have caused headaches for NATO and Pan-Asia cooperation.
In the culture tank, it only takes ten days for cloning people to go from infant to adults to rush to the battlefield with a rifle after a little training.
The clones produced through this technology will not have an IQ of more than 100, and their average life span is less than 10 years. The only value is to use quantity to suppress the enemy's front and consume the opponent's ammunition... but it is unexpectedly easy to use.
As long as you are in good command, you can perform miraculous results on the battlefield.
As for nanoserum, I will talk about this later.
Rich organic matter and abundant energy, the alien species in the entire East and West Siberia are probably not as good as the subway in Beijing.
While they are still fighting desperately for survival and extreme weather, the survivors of Pan-Asia cooperation are sitting in such a treasure land.
Compared with Uerlian, which has snow all year round, this place is simply a paradise...
This is simply paradise.Yegor couldn't help but exclaim.
What he is most grateful now is that he chose to go south to Pan Asia instead of crossing Siberia to Moscow.
That's right.Sminov also said with emotion that not only those zombies and alien species that are so weak, just now, our battlefield researchers discovered a fluorescent bacteria in the subway station, rich in nitrogen and phosphorus elements, which can be used as a substitute for some chemical raw materials... I have to say that there are good things everywhere here.
When Yegor heard about chemical raw materials, he looked calm and hurriedly asked his most concerned question.
How is the ammunition production line going?
The ammunition production line has begun to operate.We demolished some of the subway facilities for recycling, and the metal resources were supplemented to a certain extent, but other resources were still lacking...especially oil and its substitutes, rubber, and some chemical raw materials.
Ammunition has always been a big problem that plagued their Uerlian border guards.
Without industry as support, it is almost impossible to maintain this huge armored force.
Fortunately, they have dozens of base cars, and as long as they can get resources, it is still no problem to achieve a certain degree of self-sufficiency.
Of course, the premise is that resources can be collected.
When he heard the news that the ammunition production line was starting to operate, the big stone that had been pressing on Yegor's heart for a long time was finally put down, and the weather-beaten face finally squeezed out a smile.
Sir.
What's wrong?
Do we still want to explore further?Sminov glanced out of the base car window. These resources have been enough for us to digest for a long time.
why not?
But……
You are trying to talk about the benefits and risks, right?Yegor grinned and smiled. He was in a pretty good mood today, so his temper improved a lot. My dear Comrade Sminov, I know what you mean. After all, our daily income today is probably more considerable than the previous week in the Siberian wasteland.Especially the running organic synthesis furnace, the wonderful sound is like singing.Say something from the bottom of your heart.I never imagined that we could live such a prosperous life one day.
Then why... Sminov said hesitantly.
Although he has not encountered any danger so far, the dark tunnel always gives him an ominous premonition.
It's like the end of this tunnel, leading to hell.
Have you noticed it?Looking at the direction of the railway line, Yegor narrowed his eyes. The lane here was very wide, and even in the middle of the train's passage, there was a cement road for two vehicles to run parallel.
If Yegor had just launched a surprise attack on NAC's steel airships to use the subway line at the beginning, he vaguely noticed a trace of unusualness as he continued to penetrate the subway.
This is the strategic channel for pan-Asia cooperation.Yegor pointed at his feet and said that the city's underground transportation network together constitutes the main transportation route for Pan-Asia cooperation in wartime.
Sminov nodded, and obviously he noticed this.
only……
So what about this?
Comrade Sminov, I wonder if you have considered a question.With his hands behind his back, Yegor grinned, for example, what is buried under this complicated subway network?
Why are you so sure? What must be buried below?Sminov puzzled.
The intuition of a legion commander.Yegor pointed his head with his index finger, and a hint of excitement flashed in his pupils. My intuition told me that something must be buried below.It might be a super weapon or just a bunch of useless gold, but no matter what, I can't sit and watch it lie at my feet, and I'm indifferent.Do you understand this feeling?Comrade Sminov.
Taking a deep breath, Sminov nodded.
I see.
That's good.Yegor looked at him, nodded, and turned around and walked out of the base car.
However, as soon as he stepped over the door, he suddenly stopped.
By the way.Turning around and looking at Sminov, Yegor pointed at his feet, "Are there many fungi here?"
Sminov nodded slightly.
Many don’t know if it counts, but in short, there are quite a lot of them.However, most fungi are inedible. Even as raw materials for nutritional mixtures, the utilization rate of organic matter is not high, not as good as that of alien species...
It's not consumed and has nothing to do with food.Yegor grinned, I heard that there is a kind of wine, which seems to be called...mushroom wine.
Sminov was slightly stunned, and a hint of ecstasy gradually spread out on his face.
liquor!
Mushroom wine!
The two Russians looked at each other and grinned and laughed at each other.
Wine is a good thing!
Even if it is wine made from poisonous mushrooms, just distillate the alcohol and mix it with the nutritional mixture into a drinkable wine.
As for whether it is difficult to drink, who cares?
Anyway, vodka is almost the taste of alcohol mixed with water. Many people have not tasted the taste of alcohol for more than ten years. Even the worst blended wine is a rare wine for these Russians who are addicted to alcohol.
As long as it is alcohol, they are never picky!
I'll give you a task.Yegor looked aloof and drew two from the battlefield researchers to make sure to solve the problem of brewing drinkable mushroom wine!
As if he had already smelled the alcohol, Sminov's chest was high and he shouted with high morale.
Ensure the completion of the task!
Then go quickly!
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