Chapter 135

H City.

This is a city with a broad vision. It is more than 400 kilometers away from the nearest coastline. The terrain structure makes it dry and rainless all year round. Most of the area is plain, covered with sand and weeds. The defense wall tightly surrounds the human activity area. It can be up to 30 meters high. The total width of the top of the main wall is 5.4 meters thick. It is built with high-density alloy and radiation-proof materials.

The First Base, recognized by the survivors as the first powerful organization of mankind, is located in the central area of ​​​​this city.

In the early days of the apocalypse, before people realized the horror of the zombie virus, City H built this solid defense wall at lightning speed.

Some people used this incident to praise the First Foundation's decisiveness in the past, but unfortunately, everyone now knows that this kind of "foresight" is actually full of hidden secrets, and praise has turned into disgust.

But it must be said that the First Base's decisive decision-making in its early years bought it enough time to respond to disasters.

When other cities were suffering from zombie viruses and mutants, the First Base was the only one that could protect itself while still having the capacity to support other cities. This laid the foundation for its subsequent reputation for charity and its strategic cooperation advantage with other forces.

Before the truth was revealed, the First Base had been constantly making up for its shortcomings with the help of other forces. The most criticized defense system had been fully upgraded no less than three times, including anti-missile, signal interception, personnel search, satellite monitoring, etc. The threat of thermal weapons that humans currently have and can use to the First Base was then reduced to a minimum.

Today's First Base can be called a true iron wall.

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Hundreds of reconnaissance aircraft were hovering in the cloudy sky, maintaining a high-intensity patrol every five minutes. The sound of their propellers almost enveloped the entire city.

Twenty feet below the surface, a dozen guards were on guard in the underground base, and the alloy walls were at least two meters thick. Disturbing shouts, one louder than the other, came from the dark room and echoed in the empty corridors.

“Aaaaaa——”

I couldn't tell whether it was a human voice or the roar of a beast.

Anyone who can enter this secret base will not have overly strong curiosity.

It was just that the person imprisoned in the room had a very special identity, so special that the guard, who had no curiosity, also turned his head subconsciously with a shrill scream, trying to see the situation in the room through the surveillance camera.

This person felt sad: He was once a famous figure, how could he end up like this?

Bang.

There was a blast of gunfire, and blood splattered everywhere.

White smoke billowed from the muzzle of the hidden gun on the wall. The guards in protective clothing froze in place.

The next second, his pupils dilated and he fell heavily to the ground.

While the others continued to stand guard, two men stepped out of the line and quickly and silently dragged the blind guard out.

Base staff stand in front of the monitoring screen and record the specific conditions of the observed target in the research report based on the images fed back on the screen.

Which one of them has not taken over two horrific experiments? However, these people who claim to have seen "big storms" still couldn't help but be amazed when they saw the tragic situation of the target on the screen.

At this time, the observation room was in a mess, and a human-like figure was tied tightly to the operating table with steel cables.

Looking around, there were rotting black and red pieces of meat and broken dirty utensils. All this filthy flesh and blood came from the only living thing in the room - if it could still be called a living thing.

He struggled and roared frantically, purple blood vessels popped out of his temples, and his limbs were repeatedly rubbed by the steel cables in this uninterrupted process until his skin cracked, revealing the fat layer, blood vessels and white bones.

In the previous second, flesh and blood splashed out and hung on the floor and walls. In the next second, fresh flesh and blood covered the man's bones. Such a powerful healing ability made the researchers couldn't help but be amazed.

Unfortunately, they could not get too close to these creatures because their destructive capabilities were incredible. Even specially made iron chains could only restrict observation targets that were not in a hunting state.

Once they smell a living person, they will instantly break free from their shackles and tear the former into pieces.

Observers could no longer determine from a physiological perspective whether it still had any human consciousness left.

Just like the Tyrannosaurus Rex, since there is no way to communicate, no way to study it, and there is the danger of backlash, it seems that giving the opponent a quick death is the best choice.

However, the general has already issued an order for all researchers to try their best to restore this man's consciousness in the shortest possible time, even if it means exhausting his vitality.

The adjutant looked at the monster on the screen with a confused look in his eyes. At this moment, he heard his boss's sarcastic voice: "It's a thing that entangles itself."

"..." The adjutant quickly closed his mouth, fearing that he would offend his boss.

But the boss didn't stop talking. He even gave the shattered monster a perfect smile: "There are always some 'geniuses' in this world who rely on their own talents to tease others as fools. They think they can control the overall situation and are willing to take risks to go deep into the enemy camp, only to end up like this."

"Do you think he's funny?"

The person behind said nothing.

So the boss repeated what he said again, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, and asked the other party by name: "Colonel Wen Jinfeng, is that right?"

The man raised his head as if he had just come to his senses: "So General Yan was calling me just now, what's wrong, what happened?"

Yan Zhongjie narrowed his eyes instantly.

But the person in front of him had already developed a thick skin, and no matter how he looked at him, he did not reveal the slightest flaw.

Even when he saw the miserable state of the monster, Wen Jinfeng only raised his eyebrows in surprise and sighed repeatedly, like a spectator watching a monkey show, without any intuition of being a prisoner.

Yan Zhongjie suddenly felt like he had punched cotton, and he didn't know who to talk to about the pressure.

He looked at Wen Jinfeng coldly for a while: "Aren't you afraid of dying an ugly death like him?"

Wen Jinfeng casually flicked the electric shock shackle on his wrist and said with a smile: "General, what you said is right. Isn't Dr. Anqi still quite energetic? If he really died quickly, would you still be willing to stand here and joke with me?"

Seeing Yan Zhongjie's increasingly ugly face, Wen Jinfeng raised his eyebrows and said jokingly, "But I also think that this is too easy for him. Dr. Anqi ignored your strong opposition and insisted on using himself as bait to go to City G to capture Tyrannosaurus No. 1. Who would have thought that not only did the plan fail, but he also merged with No. 2, turning himself into a complete idiot."

"Now, everyone knows that the zombie virus and mutants were actually created by the First Base, and all the pressure is on you alone. Even if H City is not afraid of the eyes of the world now, what will you do in the future?"

"Due to the lack of rainfall and geological structure in H City, there is a shortage of fresh water resources and some important mineral resources. We can only trade with other forces. If those forces unilaterally terminate their alliance with you and refuse to continue to transport living resources, what difference will it make to the First Base to besiege the city?"

"Those S-class mutants established a neutral zone to give humans enough room to breathe, but you didn't manage to take over all the territory as expected. It's really pitiful. Didn't the scattered survivors' organizations greatly reduce your ruling power? As a result, you don't have the power to suppress others even if you want to."

Wen Jinfeng spoke quickly, not paying any attention to Yan Zhongjie Senhan's cold gaze, and told him the difficulties that the First Base was facing.

Veins throbbed at Yan Zhongjie's forehead, and his clenched fists made crackling sounds.

The adjutant saw him trying to get the controller in a rage, and was so scared that he quickly stepped forward to stop him: "General! General, calm down. You have used drugs continuously to put Wen Jinfeng's vital signs in a dangerous state. If you use electric shock again, he will die!"

"Will he die? I think he's still alive and well!" Yan Zhongjie pushed the adjutant away and looked at Wen Jinfeng threateningly while holding the controller.

But Wen Jinfeng didn't care and just sneered.

At the end, he still remembered Dr. Anqi in the "whipping corpse" screen: "Anqi is an arrogant genius, but he is actually a suspicious and selfish villain. I guess he never told anyone where the crystal that can control S-level mutations is."

"The First Foundation is a big piece of fat meat that even people who don't care about the truth want to take a bite of. So you dare not let Anqi die now. If he dies, you will have to face countless mutants who hate you and survivors who are blinded by anger."

Wen Jinfeng sighed sincerely: "I really don't know if you will be lucky enough to leave an intact body by then, General."

Bang!

Yan Zhongjie punched Wen Jinfeng in the face.

The latter wanted to raise his hands to stop him, but the "prison life" in the past few days had made his body extremely weak, and he was knocked to the ground in an instant.

Wen Jinfeng covered his mouth and coughed twice, his eyes as cold as ice.

Yan Zhongjie didn't want to see him again, and angrily ordered the guards: "Drag him down, hang him up, and don't give him any food or water!"

The adjutant advised: "General, if he dies, Wen Xin..."

"Let's talk about it after he dies." Yan Zhongjie turned around and stared at the adjutant with the gaze of a bloodthirsty beast. "Or do you want to be locked up in the observation room with him?"

The adjutant fell silent immediately.

Not long after Wen Jinfeng was dragged down, a staff member suddenly walked out of the underground elevator and quickly came to Yan Zhongjie: "General, there is a call from the H72313 signal tower ten kilometers away."

General communications will not be directly notified to Yan Zhongjie.

Yan Zhongjie calmed down his anger a little and came to the communications room under the guidance of the staff.

As soon as the call was connected, the person on the other end of the line mentioned a name that Yan Zhongjie never wanted to hear again.

"Where is Wen Jinfeng?"

Yan Zhongjie was furious at the moment, and said with a sinister smile: "He is still alive now, but you can't say for sure what will happen in a while. Do you want me to cut off a part of him and give it to you?"

"Fingers, palms, toes, calves, as well as the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys. If you want them, I will give them all to you!"

“……” The person on the other end of the phone fell silent.

Just when Yan Zhongjie was feeling pleased, Wen Xin spoke again.

"During the previous contacts, I thought I had made it very clear to General Yan that I must see Wen Jinfeng intact."

Yan Zhongjie was about to speak when Wen Xin interrupted him coldly: "Listen to me, General Yan, there is no room for compromise on this condition. If you can't even meet this basic requirement, I have every reason to doubt that you have no sincerity in negotiating."

"Then my approach is also very simple." Wen Xin said, "The first step is to surround the first base and cut off its water and food supplies. The second step is to destroy the signal tower of the first base, including the small bases around it, so that you lose the channel to contact the outside world. Anyone who walks out of the first base will be killed without mercy."

"General Yan, you have already seen the power of S-class. I heard that Dr. Anqi has returned safely to the First Base. After such a long time, I wonder if you have been able to get the whereabouts of the crystal from him?"

Wen Xin chuckled: "I don't think so. Otherwise, with your style, you wouldn't have stayed quiet for so long, and even resorted to such unpresentable tricks as sowing discord."

"General Yan, you only have so few chips in your hand. How dare you threaten me with Wen Jinfeng's safety?"

His laughter was like a heavy hammer hitting Yan Zhongjie's heart.

Yan Zhongjie's eyebrows jumped, and he subconsciously questioned: "How dare you do this? If you kill people for Wen Jinfeng, the power organizations that support you now will definitely be alienated from you!"

Wen Xin asked him back: "General Yan, which do you think is more, the current number of people in the First Base or all the people who have died in this disaster so far?"

Yan Zhongjie was unable to answer for a moment.

It's not that he didn't know, he just knew in his heart which way the measuring scale would tilt.

"So, if I did that, it had nothing to do with Wen Jinfeng." Wen Xin explained calmly in a calm tone, "Whether it is for the dead or the survivors, this matter should have been fully explained long ago, even at the cost of sacrifice."

Yan Zhongjie gritted his teeth and said word by word: "If I torture you in front of you at that time..."

"Then do as you wish." Wen Xin's tone was as light as a gust of wind. "I will record this account clearly and return to you everything Wen Jinfeng has suffered tenfold and a hundredfold."

In just a few words, there was no excited tone, no yelling, and the tone was as calm as before, but it made Yan Zhongjie realize the other party's determination and ruthlessness to fight to the death.

He couldn't continue to confront Wen Xin, at least not now, because Wen Xin had already guessed the final trump card of the First Base - the crystal that could restrain all mutants was not in his hand.

Fortunately, Wen Xin only guessed that it was not in his hands, and he didn't know that Dr. Anqi had gone crazy and could not explain the whereabouts of the crystal.

Faced with two choices, in order for the plan to proceed smoothly, Yan Zhongjie decided to endure this period.

Yan Zhongjie sneered: "You are just a brat, you only know how to say harsh words. This is my advice to you: don't be too happy too soon."

Wen Xin did not respond and emphasized again: "I want to make sure Wen Jinfeng is safe."

Yan Zhongjie: “…”

The two brothers' disregard for others is like they were cut from the same mold.

Wen Xin didn't hear Yan Zhongjie's response and was about to mention it again, but Yan Zhongjie seemed to be annoyed and ordered his men in annoyance: "Bring him here."

When he realized who he was bringing over, he shut up and waited patiently and quietly.

Time passed by minute by minute. After about ten minutes, an extremely tired greeting came from the other end: "I'm here."

It has been almost three months since Wen Jinfeng lost contact.

Wen Xin immediately gripped the phone, took a deep breath, and called out, "Brother."

"..." The person on the other end of the phone laughed, "You're so slow."

Wen Xingao finally felt relieved and asked him, "How are you doing now? Yan Zhongjie promised me that you would not—"

"What kind of promises are you making? You think he'll keep his word, but you don't even check if he has the stuff. I even suspect he has no idea what he's doing."

Wen Xin: “…”

Yan Zhongjie: “…………”

The adjutant hurriedly grabbed his clenched fist and said, "Calm down, General! Calm down!"

Wen Xin rubbed his forehead helplessly and had to remind him: "Brother, you should be more restrained. If you kill yourself, I won't have a place to collect your body."

Wen Jinfeng rarely choked him: "Okay, okay, okay, just do whatever makes you feel comfortable. Brother is not in a hurry, be good."

The staff's mouth twitched when they heard this.

If he didn't know Wen Jinfeng's situation, he would have thought he was a VIP from somewhere who came to visit.

Wen Xin selectively ignored his inappropriate words.

Wen Jinfeng yawned lazily: "Okay, okay, your brother is sleepy and wants to sleep. If you don't have anything else to say, just hang up."

Even though he spoke with full energy, his physical strength was already at a critical point and he could faint at any time.

Yan Zhongjie was not stupid. No matter how angry he was, he did not let his guard down and was staring at him from the side.

Wen Jinfeng had no doubt that if he dared to reveal Dr. Anqi's current condition to Wen Xin at the risk of his life, the muzzle of the gun against his temple would definitely fire before he tried to open his mouth.

Touching the burns left by the electric shock, Wen Jinfeng lowered his eyelashes, his expression somewhat gloomy.

Wen Xin on the other end of the phone suddenly changed his tone and called him softly.

Wen Jinfeng laughed and said, "What's that tone of voice? Are you acting coquettishly to your brother?"

"Yeah, I'm just being cute to you, hoping that you'll promise me that you'll put me first from now on."

Wen Jinfeng's movements paused.

"Thank you for your hard work. Leave everything from now on to me." Wen Xin said, "Brother, just take care of yourself."

Wen Jinfeng tried hard to hide his emotions and scolded him with a smile: "You have become more capable."

"elder brother."

"Um?"

Wen Xin coaxed her like a child, not daring to speak loudly, and said earnestly, "Be well, wait for me to pick you up and take you home."

"Okay." Wen Jinfeng lowered his hand from the burn, raised his brows and said softly, "I'll wait for you to take me home."

【Author’s words】

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