activa-t Chapter 511 The Awakened Person
Chapter 511 The Awakened Person
"I am..."
"where?"
The consciousness of the south wall seemed to be gradually floating up to the surface from the bottom of the deep sea.
He felt like he had slept for a long time, his brain was groggy and he had forgotten a lot of things.
"Utopia... Bass Lake Park... Chiyan Society..." Fragmented fragments of memory kept reorganizing in his mind...
"Nine-tailed Fox... Henry Ram... Oh no!" He suddenly woke up when he recalled the moment before he was killed.
Looking at the white cloth covering his body and the unfamiliar environment, Nanqiang’s brain temporarily shut down.
where is this?
Where are Master and Zhang Qi?
It’s so cold!
The chill that surrounded him spread like a ghost, causing him to shiver. The dim light flickered in the dead silence, barely outlining the contours of the surrounding shelves and bed frames.
The empty eyes of the south wall revealed deep confusion and panic.
Henry Lamb somehow made his ability fail to activate. And then... now it's successful again?
Nanqiang sensed his own ability in his heart, and the shadow of Evita appeared around him.
"It's great that you're still here..." Looking at the shadow of Evita in front of him, Nanqiang felt a lot more at ease.
He looked at his palms. The exposed skin was bluish-white and covered with a thin layer of frost.
Nanqiang activated Absolute Healing, and his skin quickly returned to its original color.
"Is this a freezer?" As he spoke, a brief cloud of white mist formed in the air around his mouth.
Nanqiang sat up slowly, his tattered clothes making a slight rustling sound. He looked around and got off the bed.
His eyes wandered across the shelves, finally stopping on an ice pick in the corner.
The two ends of the pickaxe are made of silver steel, and the middle end that you hold has festive red patterns on it.
The pickaxe tip is sharp and slightly curved, shining with silver light, and there is a spiked cone at the bottom, which can be used for chiseling ice or double strikes.
"Winter Ice Draft?" Nanqiang needed a handy weapon to protect himself. Unexpectedly, the melee weapon that he had been dreaming about in his previous life returned here.
Picking up the ice pick, he walked silently towards the door of the ice storage.
……
“I really don’t know when the war will end.”
"That's right. We captured Bumed, but we still retreated here."
In the dark corridor, two Nine-Tailed Fox soldiers were patrolling in white protective suits and holding guns.
We came to the room at the end of the corridor. It was filled with smoke and there were several Nine-tailed Fox soldiers drinking and playing cards.
"Hey, it's shift change." The nine-tailed fox soldier with a gun patted another member on the shoulder.
"Oh, I know, I know." The other party responded impatiently, and also called his teammates from the same class: "Dob, get to work."
"Yeah." A big man with a stubble on his face put down the bottle of wine and picked up his gun from the shelf nearby.
"I really don't understand. Why is there so much need to patrol a basement? Aren't they all our people?"
"Stop complaining and just go."
The two gradually walked away in the corridor, while the rest of the Nine-Tailed Fox members continued drinking and having fun.
Da da da.
The sound of footsteps echoed in the dark and narrow corridor, spreading far away in the silence.
At the corner at the end of the corridor, a man in a tattered red and white party uniform was pressing his body against the wall, holding his breath.
Sweat broke out on Nanqiang's forehead and he clenched the ice pick in his right hand.
"I kind of miss the barbecue in Deserted City."
"Me too."
As the voices of conversation grew closer, his heart could no longer stop pounding.
The moment the face appeared at the corner, Nanqiang took action!
pour--
歘——
The ice pick was swung out violently, piercing the opponent's forehead, splashing blood on the wall, accompanied by the fall of a figure.
As the other figure raised his gun, the spike at the bottom of the manuscript pierced through his forehead with a second attack!
呲——
"Uh-huh~"
Two figures taller than the south wall fell to the ground covered in blood.
He poked his head out from the corner in horror, and after making sure that no one saw them, he quickly dragged the two bodies back to the corner.
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Nanqiang turned his head and looked towards the bathroom next to him.
When I turned my sight, he had changed into their white protective suit and put on a white hat to cover his face.
He had an ice pick on his waist and a UMP45 in his hand.
South Wall began to explore this level, trying to avoid crowded places, until he came to a door with a sign that said "Arsenal".
The door was not locked and could be opened by hitting the south wall.
crunch--
This is an armory, and what meets the eye is a cold metallic luster.
Various types of firearms are neatly arranged on the surrounding walls, from shiny black pistols to assault rifles with tough lines, all of which exude a cold aura.
The shelf nearby was filled with densely packed bullet boxes. The brass bullet heads were faintly visible in the dim light, and each bullet was full, like a swarm of sleeping bees.
The eyes of the south wall were focused on the messy ground, where a large number of weapons were also piled up, AK74N, M4A1, MPX...
They have not been sorted and organized in a standard way and are piled up here randomly, appearing messy and disorganized.
His eyes wandered over the pile of weapons, and soon stopped on a shotgun with a huge drum magazine.
It was a USASA of peculiar structure, with four muzzles. The huge drum magazine shone with a black metallic luster, and its heavy weight could be felt without touching it.
The pupils of the south wall contracted silently!