Steampunk Era: Mad Abield
Chapter 1165: Section 716: Factory (1)_2

Chapter 1165: Section 716: Factory (1)_2

"Cui Yanhai was found, she’s fine, but she’s too scared to come see you. It seems you scared her quite a bit."

"You can’t blame me for this." Malin just wanted to unload this burden from himself.

"Of course you can’t be blamed. By the way, how’s Ling Zuo Zuo doing."

"Awake, her family has also seen her." Malin was saying this when he heard the distinctive footsteps of Meng Quyi behind him.

"Your lady Meng is here, I’m off. I’ll hand over the list to The Council of Sages, and let them choose." Bei Luo said, jumping into the car and driving off.

Malin turned: "Did you find out anything?"

"She said all those Spiritual Medicines you gave were your engagement gift, but she likes someone else. Although he’s not as good as you, she doesn’t want to marry someone she’s only met once, but she’s afraid her mother will see the medicines and forcefully try to drive you away." After saying this earnestly, Meng Quyi finally couldn’t hold it in and began to laugh, eventually laughing until she was out of breath.

Malin looked embarrassed: "No way, what has the set of medicines I gave your granny been turned into?"

Truly embarrassed, Malin felt this was the most humiliating day of his life, and at the same time, he applauded Ling Zuo Zuo’s imagination — you silly rabbit, have you been reading too many strange novels? Would I, Malin Gaiate, be such a refined scoundrel?

But speaking again... this Thainan, there’s oppression too.

Whether sons or daughters, neither has control over their marriage, truly there’s oppression everywhere in this world.

"Of course, it’s the most expensive engagement gift of this epoch." Meng Quyi said, gradually putting away her smile, Malin reached out to pat her head: "I’m sorry, you must have suffered a lot of criticism."

"Not at all, I already told you before, I truly admire you." Meng Quyi said and reached out to hold Malin’s hand: "Let’s go, I heard you’re leaving tomorrow, accompany me to buy things today."

......

Bei Luo checked his watch, then looked at Malin arriving just in time at the prep area... Hmm, Mr. Malin has dark circles under his eyes, his small frame looks a little unsteady, did Mr. Malin not sleep well last night?

"Was he run over by a carriage?" Sostak No.3 unceremoniously teased.

To this, Mr. Malin snorted: "I didn’t sleep well last night, those two silly girls insisted on having me play games with them."

"Oh, play games." Sostak No.3 raised his voice eight tones and extended the final note.

"Yeah." Mr. Malin said, while pulling out a can that looked like a Chinese herbal medicine concoction, pulling out the cork, and drinking it in one go.

"What’s that?" Bixiu 5 asked curiously.

"It’s an energy potion, with added concentrated coffee, it’s the standard issue for my Sharpshooters unit, with a shelf life of one year." Mr. Malin said while yawning: "Where is everyone else?"

"They’re in other prep areas, after all, our body shapes are different, the equipment isn’t suitable for them." Bei Luo said while adjusting his Power Armor’s shoulder.

He watched Mr. Malin walk to the weapons table to pick his weapon.

·Having too many wives is also a kind of suffering, huh.

Sostak No.3 lamented in the internal channel.

·The capable should work more?

Bixiu 5 cynically chimed in.

·I think you’re just envious.

Jason huffed in the channel.

Then the three started arguing over whether they were envious, while Bei Luo shook his head - these three, living through so many years, like children still fighting, when will they truly mature?

......

Malin, holding a modified Type 81 from a Christmas tree, jumped into the back seat of the aircraft pilot’s seat, with a small question: "Why don’t we just open a teleportation portal directly?"

"Don’t mention it, since yesterday that area has been a standard chaotic Dark Zone, we had an Immortal Master lose half his body trying to deliver a message, almost couldn’t save him back." Mentioning this, Bixiu 5 looked completely unhappy.

A chaotic Dark Zone means the teleportation portal coordinates randomize at random times, if unlucky, you might see exotic landscapes upon exiting, if even more unlucky, you’ll end up like that poor guy yesterday who lost half his body.

Being rescued is really lucky, Malin thought, the larger possibility is getting lost in a foreign world, never returning home, or quite likely dying on the spot as coordinate randomization mostly leads straight to Subspace.

"Then we’ll have to go on foot." Malin sighed.

"At least the Pioneer Corps has done the initial prep work." Bei Luo said while projecting a flat map to Malin’s tablet.

"Pretty big industrial park." Malin took one glance and saw this wasn’t just a factory but a remnant of an industrial park, the main factory building was intact, but other buildings were just ruins.

From this satellite zoom, it seems the area has become a nest for zombies, and the Thanan Pioneer Corps had fought several battles with the zombies near the factory area, zombies using tree trunks for cover in jungle areas weakened human firepower, with an exchange rate down to one to forty.

But after clearing a large vacant area with tactical bombardment yesterday, the exchange rate between the Pioneer Corps and zombies rose to over one to one hundred ninety, and this one could almost always be rescued.

After a day’s fight yesterday, both zombies and the Pioneer Corps chose to withdraw, zombies left at least forty thousand bodies, and the Pioneer Corps retreated due to tight logistics.

Although they got some supplies today, they are still in a dire state, eagerly awaiting the logistics convoy’s arrival.

"The convoy will arrive in the afternoon, we’ll reach the front line before the convoy, if the zombies come again, we’ll have something to do." Bixiu 5 complained while marking the front line area on Malin’s tablet.

"Is there any follow-up bombing arranged." Malin asked.

"No, we have too many places in need for bombs, the last bombing was already doing our best, but we still have a lot of Agent Orange, it’s a good choice for dealing with mutated forests, but it’s toxic, can’t drop it on our people’s heads." Bixiu 5 replied.

So an impotent Malin could only close his eyes for a rest.

The airship flew southward for about three hours, gunshots reached Malin’s ears, peeping, Malin saw the ground ahead full of zombies, these guys came earlier than expected, with escort airships already part of the ground attack, and the pilot on Malin’s side lowered the flight path, after Bei Luo and the others jumped, Malin cast a Levitation Spell for himself and jumped out of the cockpit.

In mid-air, Malin cast several firewalls on the ground ahead, blocking the follow-up troops of zombies attacking the front line, while on the ground, Malin kicked away the zombie riding the neck of a Thanan big head, aiming his gun at it and pulling the trigger, killing the zombie on the ground.

The soldier got up, picked up his rifle, and used the Bayonette to finish off the zombie wrestling with his comrade, the Bayonette pierced through its rear-brain and spinal column’s weakest spot.

Malin watched the zombie pinching the big-headed soldier’s neck release its grip, then grabbed its own head and twisted.

Glancing around, chaos everywhere, Malin thought, loosened his grip on the gun handle with his left hand, and snapped his fingers.

"Enough!"

Malin said.

So all zombies on-site lost their ability to resist, and all uniformly grabbed their heads and twisted.

The world quieted a bit.