Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

1687 Dismantle

“Yes.”

Seeing that Fang Heng was alone, the federal guard did not suspect much and stepped aside to let him in.

Fang Heng slowed down and walked into the warehouse.

There were also guards guarding the material warehouse.

The mechanical maintenance engineers who had entered the warehouse earlier were collecting materials. When they saw Fang Heng following them in, they could not help but take a few more glances at him.

They were all wearing the same maintenance staff uniform, but it seemed like they had never seen this person before.

“Hey, what do you need?”

Fang Heng turned his head and looked at a short middle-aged officer sitting at a table in the corner of the warehouse not far away.

“Supervisor Johnny asked me to come. I’m not in a hurry. I will wait for them to finish first.”

Fang Heng said as he stood to the side, carefully observing his surroundings.

Through his blood perception, he could clearly sense that there were a total of three guards in the warehouse.

The Federation’s maintenance team still had important tasks to do, so they did not care too much about Fang Heng’s identity. After receiving the necessary materials on the list, they carried the two boxes and left.

The short officer looked up at Fang Heng again and said, “It’s your turn. What do you need? Where’s the list?”

“Ah, yes, yes.”

Fang Heng began to dig into his pocket as he spoke. He walked toward the middle-aged officer as if he were searching for something, “Hey, where’s the list? I remember putting it in my pocket…”

“We need 20 sets of energy conversion crystals.”

“Officer Johnny’s…”

The middle-aged officer in charge of the warehouse frowned and asked, “Are you sure? There are no energy conversion crystals here…”

“Ah, did I remember wrongly? Are there high-energy beam weapons and ammunition?”

“Yes.” The middle-aged officer’s face was filled with unconcealed suspicion as he asked, “Why would you need high-energy weapons and ammunition as a member of the mechanical maintenance department?”

The middle-aged officer watched as Fang Heng took out a piece of paper from his pocket. His gaze gradually became dull.

It released a blood-red aura!

The blood-red color expanded rapidly in front of his eyes until it enveloped his entire body.

“Crack!”

Fang Heng appeared behind the middle-aged officer and gently tapped his neck with his hand knife.

Hell Faram’s compound eyes.

The hallucination effect was still useful!

The other two guards were also affected by Hell Faram’s compound eyes and stood rooted to the ground.

Fang Heng quickly knocked the three of them unconscious, then took out a powerful sleeping potion from his backpack and fed it to the three of them. He then dragged all three of them to a corner to hide.

Done!

Fang Heng quickly searched the warehouse.

The warehouse was very large. In addition to various ammunition materials, there were also various large-scale equipment such as desert crawler vehicles, new combat tanks, mobile generators, portable energy fields, and other types of large machinery.

Soon, Fang Heng found the high-energy beam weapons and ammunition in the corner.

There were more than a thousand boxes!

They were sufficient!

If he took all of them, it would be enough for him to consume over some time.

Next, he had to think of a way to take the ammunition boxes away from here.

There were a large number of Federation soldiers outside, and it was too difficult to take them away by force.

His zombie clone was also very conspicuous. If he used it rashly, the Federation might find out that he was the one behind it.

It would be too late to dig an underground tunnel out now.

Then…

Fang Heng lowered his head and thought for a moment. Then, he raised his head and looked at the ceiling.

There it was!

“Chi… Chi…”

Three Lickers revived beside Fang Heng.

“Crack…”

The Licker immediately climbed up the metal wall of the warehouse until it hung upside down from the ceiling.

“Buzz! Buzz!”

The Licker’s sharp claws scratched the steel plate, making a sharp sound.

A moment later, the Lickers worked together to dig a small hole in the ceiling of the corner of the warehouse and then crawled out.

Seeing this, Fang Heng immediately transformed into his bat form and flew out through the hole in the ceiling of the warehouse.

Arriving at the top of the warehouse, Fang Heng maintained his bat form and looked around.

This warehouse was one of the taller ones among the surrounding warehouses, and the view was pretty good.

Fang Heng looked toward the west side of the campsite. He rubbed his chin and pondered for a moment. His thoughts became clearer.

Five minutes later, Fang Heng returned to the warehouse.

After waiting for another ten minutes, the second batch of Lickers revived one after another. They quickly formed a cocoon and returned to their normal zombie forms.

Under Fang Heng’s control, the zombie clones held wrenches in their hands and staggered toward the desert crawler vehicles and the mobile generators.

They began to dismantle them!

A channeling bar appeared above the heads of the zombie clones.

Densely packed game notifications began to appear in Fang Heng’s vision.

[Hint: The player’s zombie clone (normal form) has dismantled the desert crawler and obtained alloy steel plates*2.]

[Hint: The player’s zombie clone (normal form) has dismantled the desert crawler. You have obtained precision parts*4, rusty gears…]

With the help of the zombie clones, the desert crawler was quickly dismantled into a large number of steel plates, nails, precision parts, and other maintenance tools.

Next was the second assembly.

Fang Heng licked his lips.

Outside the warehouse, the two guards did not know what was happening inside the warehouse. They were still guarding the warehouse loyally.

As for Fang Heng, who had entered earlier, they subconsciously thought that he had left with the previous batch of maintenance personnel and did not care at all.

Everything was fine.

…

Two hours later, after completing the mission of defending Outpost No. 6, Midwell also rushed back.

By the time he returned to the warehouse, the three compressed magicite cannons had already been repaired.

After Midwell personally confirmed that the repairs had been completed, he was finally at peace of mind.

In this situation, it would not be a problem for him to get past the Central Federation’s inspection.

Without giving them any time to discuss, the logistics supervisor, Johnny, also rushed over with a group of Federation soldiers.

“Elite mutated forms have begun to appear outside. It is confirmed that the forces of the Black Castle will take action tonight. There is a high probability that they will attack from the southern area of the camp. We have just received an emergency order to deploy compressed magicite cannons in the southern area.”

Johnny waved his hand and said, “Take them all. The three compressed magicite cannons are here.”

“Yes, sir!”

Midwell watched as the soldiers of the Federation moved the three compressed magicite cannons. He didn’t find anything unusual, and he finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the problem was solved!

Midwell, who was in a good mood, did not notice that Fang Heng was missing from the crowd.

Seeing the Federation soldiers leave with the magicite cannons, Lu Yanlong walked to Midwell’s side and whispered, “Sir, it’s not safe for our people to stay here. It’s hard to explain if we’re discovered. If it’s convenient, it’s best if you can take us away.”

Midwell also hoped that these people would quickly retreat. He nodded and said, “Yes, the teleportation channel is ready. Have your people follow me now. I’ll take you guys out.”