Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

"Are there any members of Project 101 here? Have you seen Zhao Feixian or Dr. Lu Tianxing?" Meng Chao didn't have time to explain, so he asked straightforwardly.

Meng Chao has participated in many Blue Homeland activities, and many people here know him and immediately identify him.

They are indeed members of the blue homeland who came to participate in the "travel workshop".

The good news is that Meng Chao gave a timely warning, and most of the time-traveling experts of the 101 project team fled to the rooftop one step ahead of schedule.

There were not many monsters in the building at that time, so they should be able to reach the rooftop safely.

These people were the most powerful among the participants, or had military service experience, and they voluntarily stayed behind to buy time for the time-traveling experts to escape.

For the time being, the 101 project team has not yet fallen to the end of annihilation.

This made Meng Chao slightly relieved.

But the next bad news almost made his heart freeze.

"Dr. Lu was captured by a monster."

A survivor said helplessly, "At that time, we were escorting Dr. Lu and other time travel experts all the way up, and there were many monsters chasing after us. We only focused on firing at our backs, but we didn't pay attention to the elevator in the corridor.

"As a result, when Dr. Lu passed an elevator door, the elevator door suddenly tore open, and dozens of giant praying mantises, spiders, and centipedes drilled out of it, cutting off our team head to tail.

"Though we wiped out most of the monsters in time.

"Dr. Lu was bound by the other party with mucus and spider silk, and dragged down the elevator shaft.

"We tested it with flares, and the elevator shaft is extremely deep, far beyond the normal height of the Junlin Hotel. It should be that the other party found the exact location of the elevator shaft in the underground of the hotel and made a hole directly.

"The underground situation is unknown, and we have to protect the remaining experts. Besides, our own combat power is a little insufficient—the real strong ones have all gone to support the battlefield in the south of the city, so no one dares to go deep underground alone, except for Zhao Feixian.

"The moment the monster bound Dr. Lu, he flew towards him, trying to cut the monster's spider thread.

"As a result, I crashed into the elevator shaft with a monster, took a step ahead of the doctor, and fell into the depths of the elevator shaft. Now my life and death are unknown!"

This is bad news.

In a certain period of time, a certain expert with outstanding intelligence can play an irreplaceable role and advance a certain technology for decades in an instant.

On the other hand, if the expert dies unfortunately, a certain technology will stagnate for decades until the next genius turns out to reappear. This is also a very common thing in the field of cutting-edge technology.

And Dragon City absolutely can't afford to wait for "decades".

"Could it be that, like the previous life, the time travel technology still has to die without a problem?"

Meng Chao took a deep breath to cool down his hot brain slightly.

Things haven't gotten too bad beyond repair.

The monster did not kill Dr. Lu Tianxing immediately, but took him away. Why?

That's right, since Dr. Lu is the leading time-traveling expert and the person in charge of Project 101, his brain must contain unfathomable wisdom and countless secrets from the depths of the Transcendent Tower and the ancient ruins.

If I were a strange beast, I finally caught the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and I wouldn't kill him easily.

This is so reckless.

Catch Dr. Walking, hack into his brain, steal or torture the secrets of travel technology and ancient ruins.

He even modulated his brain with biochemical technology to squeeze out the last drop of Dr. Lu's wisdom.

Only in this way can all the costs invested in this battle be recovered, and a lot of money can be made.

Survivors told Meng Chao that the incident happened five to ten minutes ago.

Now, Dr. Lu should still be underground near the King's Landing Hotel.

Because Meng Chao and Lu Siya mobilized their contacts and sent news to the outside world in a timely manner, more and more powerful men and troops are on their way, and the monitoring of the underground has also been upgraded to a level, and they want to pass the road quietly. It's not easy to ship a Ph.D.

Before dawn, they still had a chance to rescue Dr. Lu.

"Listen, a large number of monsters will be resurrected soon, we must leave here and go to the rooftop!"

Dr. Lu is important though.

The crossing experts of other 101 project teams on the rooftop cannot be ignored either.

Otherwise, after trying so hard to save Dr. Lu, he would become a "bad commander", and his time-traveling skills would probably be ruined.

Thinking of this, Meng Chao gave the order directly.

There are a total of more than a dozen survivors in the arsenal. On weekdays, they may all be knowledgeable experts, wealthy tycoons, and veteran hunters who have experienced many battles.

At this moment, he obeyed Meng Chaoyan.

He hurriedly packed up the remaining guns and ammunition in the arsenal, and was about to run out, when a series of "chuck, chick" sounds came from the end of the corridor outside.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sharp hiss and a low growl.

A series of deformed and twisted figures emerged from the scarlet light of the emergency lights.

The appearance of baring its teeth and claws is like the silhouette of a monster from hell.

It's zombies and undead creatures.

The leading undead creature was the "stitch monster" that Meng Chao had seen before, made up of seven or eight corpses of giant worms.

At this moment, the dozens of eyes all over his body glowed scarlet, staring at Meng Chao intently.

Meng Chao felt his brain was pierced by the Stitch Monster's gaze, and his mental index plummeted.

He even sensed that the brain waves of everyone behind him began to become disordered.

Apparently their fear is contagious, becoming a "fear bomb".

"Relax, it's just a group of reincarnated corpses. If we can kill them once, we can kill them twice, three times, countless times!"

Meng Chao's violent drinking made everyone regain their composure.

Thinking that the time-travel expert had been safely sent to the rooftop, they felt a little more at ease, and their eyes were full of indomitable murderous intent.

That's right, since you can kill once, you can kill twice, and countless times.

The big deal is that, like the countless blood-stained pioneers of Dragon City in the past half century, they will die together with the monsters.

When human courage resonates.

The "fear bomb" is self-defeating.

Everyone's spiritual index has returned to the normal range.

"Are there any other exits here?" Meng Chao asked.

There really is one.

This arsenal is located on the fifth floor of the King's Landing Hotel.

It's very close to the rooftop.

Like many buildings, there is an air defense position deployed on the roof of the hotel, with twenty or thirty anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine guns, used to guard against flying monsters such as the "Sky-Splitting Magic Eye".

This arsenal is responsible for storing and transporting ammunition for air defense positions.

There is also a small maintenance room next to it, where the usual firearms inspection and barrel replacement are done.

Therefore, there is a special delivery channel between the arsenal and the air defense positions.

The survivors have checked it just now. Although the passage is very narrow, it can barely accommodate one or two humans to climb up at the same time.

They originally wanted to follow this passage to the rooftop.

However, he was controlled by "rotten brain worms", indulged in unnecessary killings, and wasted too much time.

"Close the door and go to the rooftop!"

Seeing more and more undead creatures, forming a tide of death, rushing from the end of the corridor, Meng Chao made a decisive decision.

The gate of the arsenal is made of all-alloy, at least twenty centimeters thick, comparable to a bank's high-end spar vault.

Because it is too heavy, there is a slide rail underneath, which is rotated by the handle and opened and closed by the gear set.

The two survivors threw themselves on the handle and mustered their strength to spin desperately.

The remaining survivors fired at the corridor, and more than a dozen lines of fire sealed off the entire corridor, and the leader of the "stitch monster" was immediately shot full of holes.

Unfortunately, the life forms of undead creatures are completely different from ordinary monsters.

To put it simply and crudely, they are like aggregates of fungi and microorganisms, they just borrow the corpses of living things as their own "armor" and "weapon".

Damage to "armor" and "weapon" will not completely kill them.

"Chi Liu Chi Liu, Chi Liu Chi Liu".

A large number of long and thin red threads gushed out from the wound of the "stitching monster", which quickly blocked the wound.

Perhaps because it had lost too many limbs by the bullets, it even swung its blade limbs, casually piercing through a small undead creature next to it, and firmly pressed the poor creature on its own wound.

A large number of thin and long red threads spewed out from the wound, unexpectedly "sewing" the small undead creature to its body.

This scene made everyone's scalp tingle.

Under continuous shooting, the barrel is overheated and the problem of insufficient ammunition is also exposed.

The lines of fire are becoming more and more sparse.

It seems that it can't resist undead creatures for too long.

Under the slowly closing door, there was an ear-piercing noise of "squeak".

No matter how much the two survivors cranked the crank, the gate never moved.

"The door is stuck!"

The two lay down to check for a moment, shouting in despair.

When entering the arsenal, they also had a small firefight with the monster.

Except for the "rotting brain worms" who hid in the dark, many monsters were shot to pieces by them, and their limbs and arms were scattered all over the ground.

The corpse of a "golden sickle" just fell outside the gate.

And its hard blade limb was firmly stuck on the slide rail under the gate.

Because the body is outside the arsenal.

Only a small fragment of the blade can be seen from inside, and it is difficult to get it out.

But now, it was impossible to go outside to clean up the remains of the "Golden Scythe" in front of the undead creatures that crowded the corridor.

This puts the survivors in a very embarrassing situation.

Because the gate has been closed halfway, there is still a distance of at most one meter.

In other words, the shooting range left for them, which is a narrow one meter, is almost impossible to spread all the firepower.

The firepower was reduced by half, and the undead creatures who were not very afraid of bullets naturally drove straight in. They jumped into the arsenal and started a brutal hand-to-hand fight when they were about to kill them.

If it is said that humans and monsters fight hand-to-hand, there is still a certain winning rate.

A hand-to-hand fight with undead creatures is a guaranteed loss and no profit business - even if you win, you are very likely to be infected with viruses and blood streaks, and become new undead creatures.

When the survivors fell into despair——

"Excuse me, give me a break."

They heard a calm voice behind them.

When he looked back, he saw Meng Chao.

And one with a total weight of 225 kg, a rate of fire of 1,200 rounds per second, can fire 19.5mm caliber tungsten core shelling bullets, armor-piercing bullets, incendiary bombs, and spar bullets. The bullets are thicker than chicken legs, and the barrel is thicker than arms. The "Type 45 heavy-duty double-barreled anti-aircraft machine gun" that completely tore up a "Splitting Magic Eye" within seconds.