Fast Travel: Endangered Pup Rescue Project

"So many batteries, so much money!"

Today they came to a chemical factory that specializes in battery production. Before the end of the world, this brand was considered the industry leader. That night came so suddenly, and the dispatcher was lost, so that half of the chemical factory was blown up. Fortunately, This warehouse was far away from the production plant, so it was spared.

The five of them, except Song Xia, each drove out in a big truck. At first, they thought it was a bit exaggerated, but now it turned out to be a bit understated.

"That's enough. Let's not move it. We still need to leave some space for the live mutated animals."

Several people stopped. Even though their arms were sore from moving, they still felt it was not enough.

"Ho!" Song Xia suddenly stood up and looked in one direction without moving. Song Ziming and others reacted quickly.

"What's wrong, are there mutant zombies?"

They looked at the place where the explosion had occurred. As far as they could see, it had been reduced to ruins, but no one dared to take it lightly.

"Mother Song..." Before Song Ziming could finish his words, Song Xia rushed over and punched the ruins violently. Then the ruins trembled and something came to life from inside.

"Let's go!" Lao Luo immediately turned around when he saw the behemoth. If he didn't leave, the supplies they had finally collected would be destroyed in this battle.

One of the team members said with fear: "Is this a mutated zombie? Why is it so high?"

"Maybe it's because of the chemical raw materials before the end of the world. Damn, there's no radiation, right?"

"How could he become so big if it wasn't because of radiation? The giants in myths are nothing more than that."

"What about Sister Song?"

Song Ziming glanced in the rearview mirror and stepped on the accelerator without hesitation. If they stayed, they would only cause more trouble for Song's mother.

This mutated zombie only just woke up, because it became more and more flexible with the fighting movements.

Song Ziming and the others didn't stop until they had driven a few miles, and then took out their weapons: "It's a good thing we brought this with us, otherwise we wouldn't be able to help Sister Song."

They asked Zhong Xunqiang for the mortar before leaving the base. They thought it would be useless, but luckily they asked for it.

Lao Luo took out the telescope and then moved it away in disgust: "This thing is really ugly."

Isn't it ugly?Although ordinary zombies are not good-looking, most of them are complete humanoids, but the monster in front of them is as high as a three-story building. Every inch of flesh is exposed, and many places are in the shape of threads, as if It will fall off at any time.

There was also turbid mucus covering the skin and flesh, which was even more disgusting than the monsters in those pre-apocalyptic movies.

Not to mention the neck upwards, it was hard to tell where the mouth, nose, and eyes were. They were all in a mess, and they were moving outwards strangely.

Then the entire back of his head was exposed, like worms squirming. After Song Ziming looked at it with a telescope, he almost vomited on the spot.

Lao Luo and the others have a better tolerance. They have to look at it even if they don't want to. At least they have to find the weak points before attacking.

"I thought this thing had a fatal brain injury, but Sister Song inserted a steel bar into it, and it didn't do anything."

"Sister Song is still stronger. If you want me to come, I guess this monster can eat me."

"But it won't work if this goes on. This monster seems to be unable to harm him wherever it attacks. Sister Song will be exhausted sooner or later."

"Why don't we call Sister Song and we can drive away."

"Then let it grow stronger? Then who will be its opponent in the future?"

"There are only three shots. Please give us accurate information on where to attack."

But no one dared to make this decision, so the atmosphere instantly became silent.

"Wait a little longer and see if Mother Song has any instructions." Finally, Song Ziming spoke, and everyone decided to listen to him. After all, his Mother Song was the leader!
"I feel that Sister Song's hands are dirty. I feel like if I look at them one more time, I won't be able to eat the next meal."

"I'm thinking, if we win later, how will we transport this thing back?"

"Do you want to transport it back?"

"Such a big change should be of great research value." Indeed, originally, their most important goal when they came out this time was to catch a high-level mutated animal or mutated zombie. With this thing, the mission would be completed.

"Bang!" While several people were talking, the huge mutated zombie fell to the ground, but soon, he also grabbed a heavy machine and threw it at Song Xia.

"Sister Song has instructions!"

"Where to attack?"

"You mean to attack his hand, right? Does Sister Song want to take the living body back?"

"Then just listen to Sister Song."

After Song Xia gave instructions, he wrapped a chain around the giant zombie's wrist and pulled hard.

Lao Luo and the others took this opportunity and quickly fired.

The next second, Song Xia flew backwards, and the monster fell to the ground again, roared, and smashed things angrily, causing the entire ground to shake.

But when the dust passed, Lao Luo and the others sadly discovered that the monster's arm was not broken, but some disgusting flesh and mucus had fallen off.

"Damn, it's so hard to fight, has it evolved into a steel frame?"

Lao Luo gritted his teeth: "Continue."

For the second shot, they attacked the same place. After the sound of the shot, Song Xia lifted up the machine that had just hit her, and then smashed it back hard.

"Is it broken this time?" Song Ziming asked expectantly.

Lao Luo held the binoculars and stared attentively. When the monster stood up, he finally raised the corner of his mouth: "Broken, broken!"

"Good job!"

"It's finally done."

"But what if we only have one shot left in the other arm?"

"Aren't there still a few of us? Why, we're all down, and you still don't dare to step in?"

The man smiled innocently: "Isn't this fighting too fierce and neglecting a little shrimp like myself?"

Due to the height problem, the monster's center of gravity was unstable after missing one arm. Song Xia took the opportunity to wrap around the other arm and pull hard. After the sound of the cannon, Song Ziming and the others immediately ran to support without waiting for the dust to disperse.

Song Xia didn't waste any time. He first tied the monster's feet together with chains, and then smashed the remaining arm.

The monster fell to the ground, roaring and rolling. Because of its excessive force, the iron chains were embedded in its flesh and blood.

Song Ziming and others who came over felt their stomachs churn again when they saw this scene.

Then he turned his nausea into motivation and kept pumping it out to the monsters.

Soon, the monster's body was riddled with holes, its roars became smaller and smaller, and the crystal core in its head was half-exposed.

"It is indeed the ugliest zombie with the most beautiful crystal core."

"It's a pity that I have to give it to Zhongxun and Dr. Jia after I go back. I'm really reluctant to give it up."

"This is a priceless treasure. It's really not worth it for his little support."

"Who told us that we have fewer people now? Let's talk about it later." Song Ziming used thick steel plates to weld and seal the monster's entire head on site, and the iron chains on his legs were also tied tightly.

"It should be foolproof now, it just depends on how to transport it back."

"When I came here, I saw a big crane in the factory next door." (End of Chapter)