Doomsday Mechs: Starting with a Manufacturing Army

"Honey, honey, are you alright?"

I'll carry you on my back.

"..."

"mom."

At this moment, a stream of people began to pour out of the back door.

But it wasn't just zombies; there were also normal people who hadn't been infected yet.

In the pitch-black darkness, in order to escape, everyone turned on their phones with only a little battery left, or used other electronic devices.

A few scattered lights are the hope for survival for countless people, the only means to light the way forward.

Among these people were Brother Dong and his group.

Not far from the back door.

Watching his underlings being dragged down by their families, the lonely Brother Dong clenched his fists, while tightly gripping a kitchen knife in his other hand.

"Damn it! Are you guys just waiting to die?!"

He was somewhat disappointed in him.

"If this continues, none of you will be able to leave! They're already injured...it will drag you down!"

The injuries sustained by these younger brothers' family members were not due to infection, but rather caused by the stampede and overcrowding inside the building.

"No, we live together, Brother Dong, you go first."

"I...I'm going to take my daughter with me too."

"..."

Several of his underlings shook their heads in refusal, their voices choked with emotion, their eyes moist as they helped or carried their families on their backs.

Although since the end times.

They followed Brother Dong and did a lot of despicable things; they committed all sorts of evil deeds.

But in the end, it's all about survival.

Brother Dong treated them quite well.

"you……"

Brother Dong had mixed feelings.

roar~

At this time, as the situation inside the building became increasingly chaotic, the number of infected people outside also increased.

In the end, none of Brother Dong's men left.

His gaze gradually turned cold and resolute.

"I'm all alone. Since I've been your big brother for a few days, I'll always be your big brother."

"You are my family."

Before the apocalypse, he was a nobody with no money, no job, and no connections, but now he has made so many loyal brothers.

What more could he possibly want?

"You go, I'll cover you."

With that, Brother Dong walked alone past his gang of underlings and their families, heading in the opposite direction.

"grass!"

He cursed and chopped off the head of a zombie with a single blow.

"Brother Dong!"

The henchmen's eyes were moved.

"Hurry up and get out of here! Find somewhere to hide, or I won't be able to handle it when there are more zombies."

"Let me see if I can close the back door as much as possible."

Brother Dong turned his head and said something, while reaching into his pocket to pull out his phone, which still had three percent battery left, and tossed it over.

"There's still a little electricity left, so let's use it sparingly."

Upon hearing this, several of the underlings' eyes welled up with tears.

"Thanks!"

"Stop making noise, get out of here!"

Brother Dong's steps were heavy; every two steps, he chopped off the head of a zombie.

"Damn it!"

"Fuck you!"

"..."

"You dare come back!"

He would swear a couple of times after each one he chopped down.

Despite being extremely exhausted, he still kept walking forward, his every move exuding a fearless ferocity.

Hu~hu~

He was breathing heavily, trying to get closer to the door.

but.

More and more zombies and people are pouring out.

He couldn't get even an inch closer.

"Fuck you! I'll kill you!"

In the darkness, Brother Dong could only see more and more people, and his vision was getting darker and darker.

The few scattered rays of light available for illumination are dwindling.

It's unclear whether the person illuminating the way was infected, or if the electronic devices ran out of power.

"what!"

A sharp, tearing pain shot through his shoulder. When Dong turned his head, he saw a dark, scruffy creature pressing down on his shoulder.

"You bastard, you tried to ambush me, didn't you!"

"grass!"

"Aaaaaah!!!"

Brother Dong felt a deep sadness, realizing that he was not going to survive.

Even though he didn't want to live the moment he made the decision.

But when the time actually came, I still had mixed feelings.

After a brief moment of sadness, he gritted his teeth and desperately squeezed through the back door, where the crowd was pouring out.

"I'm a gangster!"

"I'm going to be the boss!"

In the darkness, Brother Dong's eyes were bloodshot, and the kitchen knife in his hand was squeezed and fell from his grasp.

"You bunch of cannibals shouldn't even be here!"

He roared hysterically.

At the same time.

He finally arrived at the back door.

Brother Dong opened the large iron gate and pushed it aside with all his might.

The powerful flow of people inside the building instantly caused the large iron gate at the back entrance to slam against the door frame with a loud bang.

Fortunately, it didn't collapse.

However, under the force of such a huge crowd, Brother Dong was squeezed into a meat patty and stuck to the door.

The zombie's teeth were frantically biting into his head.

Listening to the roars of zombies and the cries of people inside the building, and the sound of blood flowing through my body.

Brother Dong's tense nerves gradually relaxed.

The last moments of death.

In his dream, he returned to the orphanage, where he saw himself, dirty and being bullied by several older children.

He fought desperately with his small body, but in the end he was no match for them and got a severe beating.

Gradually, he began to dislike going to school.

When he grew up, all he did was steal chickens and dogs and become a petty thug.

He had been to a juvenile detention center and prison, and had learned to indulge in drinking, gambling, and prostitution. Everyone was afraid of this local rogue.

He drifted along until he was almost forty.

At that moment, Brother Dong suddenly felt relieved.

He lived a miserable and awful life.

At least, in his final moments before death, he finally did something humane.

……

After closing the front and back doors of three buildings, Company Commander Chen and his men moved while providing cover.

We finally arrived at the last building.

"Is the back door here already closed?"

Company Commander Chen was slightly taken aback.

After all, the people inside the other three buildings opened all the front and back doors and rushed out to escape.

But strangely enough...

Although the back door was closed, there were still many zombies wandering around outside.

But there was no time to think about it further.

He immediately relayed the message to his men, and then prepared to go to another building to find a place to hide temporarily.

Several buildings were closed in succession.

Currently, only about twenty soldiers remain alive under his command.

And the bullets are almost used up.

"Company Commander Chen, wait for me."

Holding the baby in her arms and a pistol in one hand, Xu Qingqing continued to follow, her voice urgent.

Anyway, no matter what.

Just follow these soldiers.

……

air.

Fei Bozhong was shocked by Jiang Yi's terrifying combat power.

Jiang Yi, now a four-meter-tall metal giant, can change his entire body at will. In every move he makes in battle, the combination of firearms and melee weapons is perfect.

Even he couldn't see the slightest weakness.

It's said to be for protection.

But the other party didn't seem to need his protection at all.

"I've found this thing's weakness."

Jiang Yi's voice rang out, and then he raised the small electromagnetic cannon in his left hand and fired a shot at the corner of a building.

"The root of this thing, or rather, its brain, is right there!"

His voice was confident and resolute, leaving no room for doubt.

Now, with the addition of R-type living metal to his brain, it's like having an extra, vast knowledge base.

Furthermore, it has been enhanced by powerful AI algorithms and computing power.

Jiang Yi was extremely sensitive to everything happening around him, and he could summarize it all into data and analyze it non-stop.

As for this thing with extremely strong recovery ability, which resembles both an octopus and a climbing vine.

He already had a general understanding in his mind.