Chapter 326 Obstacle
The next morning.
Gilan and other two groups of gravediggers left the underground miasma shelter in the western military zone of the town and took a bus to the Blood Harbor.
After nearly twenty minutes of driving, the vehicle slowly drove into the North District area, close to the port dock.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Ji Lan looked up and saw a scarlet harbor from the window.
Under the gloomy sky, the sea of blood took on a dark red color, which was quite disturbing.
There was not a single soul on the shore, leaving only some empty trestles and some small fishing boats that were damaged but unattended.
Several huge metal booms are stained with blood stains left when they dragged red whales in the past. They have not been cleaned yet and are showing black spots.
As a gust of wind blew by, it blew the heavy crane arm, making a loud creaking sound.
A pungent fishy smell penetrated into Gilan's nose through the car window, making him frown slightly.
Not long after.
Nine military black pickup trucks stopped at the pier, and Gillan and others got out of the car one after another.
Colonel Torre was accompanied by two teams of fifty soldiers, each fully armed with helmets and military uniforms and loaded with guns and ammunition. He wore an anti-miasma mask on his face and took an anti-miasma pill before setting off to combat the high concentration of miasma.
"Ms. Teresa, everyone, please come with me."
Colonel Torre raised his hand and gestured for everyone to go to the dock on the side of the pier.
"The requisitioned medium-sized whaling ship is temporarily parked in the Blood Harbor dock."
"Yes." Ms. Theresa nodded.
She glanced back at Maiev, who was still sitting in the car, who smiled slightly and responded with a gesture.
On the pickup truck that Maiev was driving, there were twelve "D1 type" whale oil batteries that she and Gillan found from the MacMillan Energy Factory.
The black pickup truck followed the crowd all the way to the dock gate.
Colonel Torre took out the walkie-talkie from his chest and said:
"Squad 7, report the situation."
The walkie-talkie made a rustling sound, and then the voice of a soldier was heard. :
"Everything is normal, sir."
"Very good." Colonel Torre said, and stuffed the walkie-talkie back into his breast pocket.
He took the lead into the dock door, and everyone followed closely, all the way to the interior.
However, the huge factory building was empty.
"Something's wrong..." Colonel Torre's expression changed, and he raised his arm to make a gesture.
Whoosh!
The accompanying soldiers immediately raised their guns and alerted the surroundings.
"Where are the soldiers stationed here?"
The colonel turned his head and asked the adjutant.
The latter was startled and said quickly:
"Sir, I had contacted the seventh team when I came here, everything was normal...and you didn't ask by radio just now Have you passed?"
Hearing this, Colonel Torre took out the walkie-talkie again, pressed the red button, and said in a deep voice:
"Squad 7, report the situation again."
Bah...
The soldier's voice came:
"Everything is normal, sir."
< br>The tone and speaking speed are almost exactly the same as just now.
Colonel Torre suddenly felt something strange. He was silent for a few seconds and then asked:
"Give me your identification number, soldier."
"Everything is normal, sir."
In an instant, the expressions of Colonel Torre and the adjutant beside him changed slightly.
Ms. Teresa frowned slightly.
The gravediggers such as Renault, Muguer and Kaya also looked at each other and their eyes were fixed.
There is obviously something wrong with the "soldier" over the radio!
“Go in and have a look!”
Colonel Torre waved his hand and ordered.
The soldiers held their guns and rushed forward in an orderly manner with heavy steps.
There was a sudden rush of footsteps, followed by a bang. The leading lieutenant kicked open the big iron door and led the team in.
The smell of blood came to my nose.
“Damn it!” The adjutant couldn’t help but curse in a low voice when he saw the scene inside the factory. "All members of Team 7 are killed!"
Colonel Torre and Ms. Teresa walked in front, and Gillan followed the other gravediggers in.
What came into view were the broken limbs and blood stains on the walls and floor.
A dozen soldiers originally stationed here were all confirmed dead. One of the soldiers was sitting in the corner with a walkie-talkie in his breast pocket, flashing a green light.
A white "thin snake" emerged from his left eye socket, opening and closing its mouth toward the walkie-talkie, spitting out a message and saying in a human voice:
"Everything is normal. Sir."
The voice was exactly the same as that of the man wearing an anti-miasma mask, and there was no way to tell the difference.
Everyone present felt chills standing on end.
"What the hell is this?!"
Colonel Torre stared at the soldier's corpse, the white snakes coming out of his eyes, his pupils trembling.
The soldiers around him were holding guns and aiming at this strange creature that spoke human words.
Jilan recognized this thing, it was the "Autumn Shang Parasite".
Pop!
Ms. Teresa took a step forward, struck with lightning speed, grabbed the white snake's thin neck with precision, and pulled it out of the eye socket of the soldier's corpse.
呲拉——
The tail of the white snake was actually a root-like blood vessel and nerve tissue. Once Teresa forcibly pulled it out, blood dropped everywhere. Within a few seconds, he lost his vitality and became as limp as mud.
Ms. Teresa packed the body of the white snake in a box and handed it to Renault, seemingly intending to take it back for study.
“This is an ancient parasite.”
Then, she turned to Colonel Torre and said.
“During my investigation, I found that the Blood Harbor gang was secretly studying this parasite...perhaps they were the soldiers who were responsible for guarding the dock.”
“I don’t think so at all. Our military takes it seriously!”
Colonel Torre seemed to be aware of what the Blood Harbor gang was doing, and his expression was ugly.
Teresa looked expressionless and pointed to one side.
"The Blood Harbor gang is deliberately hindering our actions."
Everyone turned and looked in the direction of the lady's finger.
In the empty square ship pit, a medium-sized whaling ship hung by a crane was in tatters, and the hull suffered serious damage.
Colonel Torre ordered several soldiers to jump onto the ship for inspection.
After a while, the soldiers came to return.
"Sir, the engine of this medium-sized whaling ship has been damaged by external force and cannot start normally."
"Damn..."
Colonel Torre's face was ugly.
The second group of gravediggers also frowned.
The whaling ship they finally found was damaged. Even if they collected whale oil batteries, it would be of no avail.
This mission got stuck here.
"Does your military have any ships? Send one to escort us out."
Ms. Teresa said calmly.
"I'm so sorry, ma'am."
Colonel Torre said solemnly.
"The whale oil batteries used by military ships are specially made, but the Macmillan Energy Plant shut down and cut off the supply. And all our backup energy sources have been consumed, causing the military to have already lost control of the offshore waters of Blood Harbor."
Looking at Ms. Teresa’s gloomy expression, he quickly added:
“There should be many small fishing boats in the parliament, and you can ask them for help. Although small fishing boats cannot sail far, But for a trip of more than one hundred nautical miles, as long as some 'C3' batteries are stored on board, it will not be a problem."
"Yes." Ms. Teresa responded indifferently. "Mr. Quarantine Colonel, please notify the local council and ask them to send someone to contact you. The sooner the better, we don't have time to waste anymore."
"Okay, ma'am." Colonel Torre said deeply. He took a breath and motioned to the adjutant. The latter quickly took out the radio and sent a message to the underground miasma shelter.
About an hour later.
Two cars drove to the door of the dock.
Eight people came down from above.
They were all dressed in suits and leather shoes, and wore anti-miasma masks. At first glance, they were official personnel.
"Mr. Colleague, Ms. Teresa, I am Councilor Royce of the Late Autumn Town Council. This is my secretary and clerk."
The leader, a middle-aged leader, stepped forward and said with satisfaction Smiling face.
"After I received the notice, I rushed over...I heard that you need small fishing boats. After the miasma broke out, the parliament gathered a batch of them and temporarily parked them in the Blood Harbor Shipyard."
“It’s just that during this period of time, in order to maintain the energy expenditure of the underground miasma shelter, whale oil batteries are really tight.”
Royce was embarrassed.
Kaya took a step forward, about to scold.
Ms. Teresa raised her hand to stop her, and said calmly to the congressman:
"The Empire's special operations department has the highest priority. Please cooperate... There is no need to allocate too much energy. , only the whale oil battery needed for a small fishing boat to go back and forth."
"This..." Royce hesitated. "Sorry, I may not be able to make the decision. I need to call the parliament to discuss it. After all, energy is too scarce." ”
He raised his gaze and saw twelve large "D1 type" whale oil batteries stacked in the corner, and his eyes lit up.
"Why don't you give those whale oil batteries to our parliament, and we will exchange them with you for 'C3 type'...small fishing boats can't use them anyway."
Ms. Teresa fell into There was silence.
Although Colonel Torre felt that the Council was taking advantage of him at such a critical moment, it was just for fun, but there seemed to be no other way at the moment.
The reason given by the council is also very reasonable. It is to protect nearly a thousand survivors, so it is unwilling to use scarce energy.
"You don't understand at all what the 'Level Two Nightmare Monument' means..."
Ms. Teresa sighed and shook her head.
"Mr. Royce, take these 'D1 type' whale oil batteries, but please send the 'C3 type' batteries needed for small fishing boats as soon as possible."
"Thank you Your generosity, madam."
Royce said with a smile on his face.
"Don't worry, we will definitely send the batteries as soon as possible."
As he said this, with a wave of his hand, the secretary and several clerks worked together to move the pile of "D1 type" whale oil batteries to the car. .
At this time, Maiev frowned and walked forward, whispering:
"Ms. Teresa, that is the whale oil battery we finally found..."
< br>"The whale ship has been destroyed, there is no use keeping it."
Ms. Teresa said solemnly.
"We have only one goal, and that is to sail as soon as possible! We can't delay it any longer!"
Gilan stood aside, but was silent.
He thought it was all too much of a coincidence.
The medium-sized whaling ship was destroyed overnight, and the people in the parliament used their righteousness to separate these "D1 type" whale oil batteries.
Gillan remembered the information he got from the "Midnight Rose" last night. The Late Autumn Town Council had already colluded with the Blood Harbor gang, so the scene before him was probably their plan.
“Wait.”
He suddenly said.
Everyone present was stunned.
The secretary and several clerks who were carrying the batteries stopped, but Congressman Royce waved his hand, telling them not to pay attention and continue carrying them.
He then turned his head and said with a flattering smile:
"What's wrong, sir?"
"I said stop."
Gilan's face was expressionless. said coldly.
As he spoke, he took out the alchemy revolver "Echo" from his waist and pointed it at the middle-aged congressman's head.
"I count to three, if you don't stop, you will die."
"This..."
Congressman Royce looked at the black muzzle of the gun in front of him and his pupils shrank.
He noticed the cold eyes of the blond young man and knew that if he didn't do what he was told, he might really get his head shot.
“Secretary Fabric, you guys stop first!”
Councilor Royce shouted loudly.
At this time, several people carrying the "D1 type" whale oil battery stopped their movements and turned their heads to look at the scene, not daring to say anything.
Colonel Torre, all the soldiers present, and even the gravediggers such as Renault, Mgul, and Maiev, all looked at Gilan silently, not knowing his intentions.
However, even with Ms. Teresa’s wave of her hand, no one said anything to stop her.
"Sir, who are you?"
Councilor Royce wiped his sweat and asked in confusion.
Gilan turned his head and said to Colonel Torre:
"Send someone to the Blood Harbor Shipyard to see if what he said is true... I suspect that there is no small fishing boat reserve there at all. "
Hearing this, Councilor Royce's face changed slightly and he quickly said:
"How is this possible?"
"Shut up." Jilan said coldly. "I now suspect that you have committed treason. Kneel down immediately, otherwise I will kill you on the spot."
"How dare you treat a congressman like this?!"
Royce felt humiliated and resentful road.
Click.
Gilan did not answer, but silently moved the hammer.
Royce's heart was beating fast. After all, he didn't dare to risk his life. He gritted his teeth, looked calm, and slowly knelt down.
“Colonel Torre?”
Gilan said calmly without looking back.
“I already have evidence of collusion between the Late Autumn Town Council and the Blood Harbor gang... Could it be that your military is also involved?”
“You won’t be so naive as to think that if we don’t take action, Does that mean we don’t have the ability to kill all of you?”
Hearing this, Colonel Torre's expression tightened.
"Mr. Gillan, don't get me wrong!"
He quickly gestured and asked the adjutant to lead a group of soldiers to the Blood Harbor Shipyard on the other side of the dock.
After a while.
The adjutant returned with others, sweating profusely, his face turned pale, and he said uneasily:
"Sir...sir, there are indeed more than twenty small fishing boats stored at the shipyard."
Everyone's expressions softened.
However, the adjutant then added:
"But the engines of those fishing boats were all damaged, and none of them could sail normally..."
"Okay Calculation,” Ms. Teresa sneered. "Determined to hinder our actions."
At this time, Jilan suddenly heard a ding.
His spiritual vision unfolded on its own, and he "saw" a golden exclamation mark appear above his head.
This exclamation mark was not even noticed by Ms. Teresa, who was a fourth-level long-time survivor.
Jilan’s eyes moved.
He pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Bang! !
Congressman Royce, who was kneeling on the ground, was shot in the head on the spot, and his blood and bones were scattered everywhere.
(End of this chapter)