nycdaug Chapter 500 Cutting
Chapter 500 Cutting
Although Shen Bei escaped from the armor.
His own strength is far from enough to that of a psychic.
But the sharpness of the Shining is beyond the imagination of the weasel.
In other words, it is beyond the cognition of ordinary psychics.
The sharpness of the Shining is that it cuts through the gaps between the cells of the flesh.
For Shining, the blade is more like a virus, which can shuttle through the gaps between flesh cells and achieve a cutting process without any hindrance.
Even without the support of armor, Shen Bei can still cause huge damage.
The weasel lemur leader's tawny eyes suddenly widened.
It looked down at its chest and saw a line of blood appear there.
The next moment, the blood line turned into a hideous wound.
The sharp blade of the lightning directly cut into the muscles, breaking several of its ribs and spine.
Blood gushed out like a fountain.
It roared in pain a few times and fell to the ground. As it lost a lot of blood, it slowly lost consciousness.
The sharp flash greatly increased Shen Bei's killing ability.
Ordinary steel swords, without the support of armor, would not be enough to cut through the muscle layer of this mutant creature so easily. Most of them would even be stuck in the tough lead layer. They could only hurt the weasel lemur man by piercing.
Faced with such a strong weasel lemur leader, he even had to pierce it five or six times with the sword before he could kill it.
Shen Bei breathed a sigh of relief. A good weapon was like a fish in water and a tiger with wings.
Shen Bei couldn't help but feel grateful to Bi Ye. He was truly a qualified courier.
Just when he got rid of the weasel lemur leader, the other two weasel lemur leaders surrounded him, waving wooden sticks and steel bars in their hands towards Shen Bei.
He bent his body down, and using the momentum of the downward movement, he rolled on the ground and avoided the weapon that was thrown at him.
"what!"
Shen Bei roared, holding the long sword in his hand, and turned around to stab.
The long sword pierced into the body of the weasel lemur man like a hot knife piercing butter.
Holding the Shining in both hands, he pulled and created a wound several inches long on the weasel lemur man's body. He pressed down and internal organs and blood flowed out of the wound.
The weasel-lemur man roared in pain, the veins beneath his fur bulging with agony. His eyes widened, his head tilted, and he was no longer breathing.
The last sword pierced directly into the forehead of another weasel, killing it.
Shen Bei wiped the blood-stained Shining on the weasel-lemur man's corpse on the ground with an expressionless face, and put the sword back into the scabbard.
The forest was filled with fallen leaves and was very damp.
After the flames in the weasel lemur village devoured all the huts, they slowly died out due to lack of fuel.
Shen Bei snapped his fingers, and the armor automatically disintegrated and covered Shen Bei one by one. He stepped on the embers that were still slowly burning and walked into the village.
"I have to speed up. Those crazy weasel lemurs will calm down and come back here in about two to three hours."
Even if there were more than dozens of weasel lemurs returning, they would be able to swallow him up with their numbers alone. These strong mutant creatures were not as fragile as humans.
Shen Bei's current strength was definitely overwhelming this group of weasels. But if more than thirty weasel lemurs surrounded him, he would have no choice but to fight his way out.
Relying on guerrilla warfare in this dense forest, slowly depleting the number of weasel lemur people, but that is a waste of time.
And time waits for no one.
He glanced at his surroundings and compared the location of the underground arsenal with that described in the ruins documents.
After thinking for a moment, he determined the direction and walked towards the east, where there were several big and sturdy trees.
He pulled out the Shining Sword from his waist, vigorously cut off the tangled roots on the ground, and used the sword to dig out the rotten leaves and humus accumulated on the ground.
The weasel-lemur people extremely hate human buildings and believe that these reinforced concrete buildings are the creations of the devil.
All nearby buildings had been demolished by them. Fortunately, the arsenal was built underground, so they only knocked down the upper floors, thus escaping the disaster.
Not long after, Shen Bei cleaned up the rotten leaves and soil on the top layer, revealing the reinforced concrete slab that had been completely destroyed.
Strong tree roots have already penetrated the area. In a few years, these roots will be able to penetrate the underground arsenal and let the dampness destroy all the weapons inside.
He thrust the Shining in his long hand, piercing the reinforced concrete slab and creating a hole in it large enough for a person to enter and exit.
Pieces of reinforced concrete fell into the room below, splashing thick smoke inside.
A green, rotten, poisonous gas, unique to enclosed spaces, gushed out of the big hole.
This is the toxic gas produced by anaerobic bacteria decomposing organic matter. After long-term accumulation, even with Shen Bei's physique, he still felt dizzy.
Shen Bei took a few steps back, took a deep breath of the fresh air beside him, and then he calmed down.
"We have to wait until the poisonous gas inside dissipates before we can go in. This will probably take another thirty minutes."
He frowned and enlarged the hole a little to allow the gas inside to flow out faster.
Although it was a hastily built arsenal, people in the old days still divided it into office, technical and storage areas.
The office area is where the civilian staff who guard the arsenal work.
Open flames cannot be used for lighting in the armory, so Shen Bei activated the night vision goggles on his visual mask and explored this pre-war armory.
In this office area, there are several human corpses. Other tissues on their bodies have been decomposed by bacteria, leaving only white bones.
Shen Bei picked up the rifle beside the bones. It was a QBZ-192 assault rifle from the old days. He glanced at the rusted receiver, which looked completely useless.
The optical differentiation line of the sight may be a design style that mixes the ACOG differentiation and PSO-1 rangefinder differentiation line.
It was useless, so he threw the rifle back to the ground.
“These civilian workers are trapped and dying here.”
Shen Bei muttered to himself and picked up a piece of cloth with traces of chewing and gastric digestion on it.
The door to the office area was riddled with bullet holes and had been smashed open with a rifle butt, but outside the door was a pile of collapsed concrete rubble, blocking the exit for the civilian staff.
The building above the arsenal collapsed for some unknown reason, and the ruins of the collapsed building completely submerged all the exits of the arsenal.
Shen Bei no longer speculated about the situation of these poor people at the time, but instead focused his attention on the information books on the desks.
It consisted mostly of lists of weapons coming in and out, but there were also a few weapons maintenance manuals.
Shen Bei patted the cover of the manual, shaking off the dust. These manuals contained detailed diagrams of some of the artillery parts and their internal structures. Combined with the actual artillery in the storage area, they could create a replica.
People in the old days also built a simple track in the arsenal to transport ammunition in the storage area.
Shen Bei jumped into the track and moved forward along it.
The dark track was very damp, with ankle-deep water on the ground.
The erosion of time has caused cracks in the concrete outer layer of the arsenal.
These accumulated water are groundwater that seeps in from those cracks.
"Water can get in. Other mutant creatures can get in too. We need to be vigilant."
Shen Bei muttered again.
The circuit system and lighting system in the track had long been out of order, but fortunately the night vision device of the visual mask was still effective enough to allow me to see the road clearly and avoid stumbling.
Shen Bei narrowed his eyes, holding a revolver in one hand and the Shining in the other, concentrating his attention to the extreme.
If you are attacked suddenly in this narrow space, you will get hurt if you are not careful.
He remembered that Rock once said that when he was still an unknown person, he and others explored a place similar to an underground arsenal and encountered a group of powerful zombies.
The zombies underground are particularly troublesome.
These zombies thrive in this powerful radiation environment, and their probability of advancing to level ten or above is much higher than that of species from other places.
Both the Scorched Ghouls and the Glowing Edemas were incredibly disgusting monsters. The Scorched Ghouls' bodies had turned a charred black, a burnt black. Their explosive power had been enhanced, making them immensely powerful. Their hardened muscles had also greatly enhanced their defenses, allowing them to withstand close-range shots from standard-caliber assault rifles, even head-on.
The edematous luminous species look even more disgusting. They look like bloated floating corpses that have been soaked in water for a long time. They are obese and two to three times larger than ordinary luminous species.
When close combat mutants attack them, their wounds will spray high-concentration radioactive venom, which is very troublesome.
After safely passing the track, a half-open iron door appeared at the end. This made Shen Bei breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that the group of disgusting zombies that Rock had mentioned did not appear in the underground armory.
Shen Bei put his hand on the door and was about to push it open when a strong fishy smell hit him in the face, and several black shadows pounced directly at Shen Bei behind the door.
They were hideous ghouls, their skin charred black, their heads bulging with tumors the size of a baby's fist, their teeth riddled with gaps and covered in grime.
But no one ever doubts how sharp they are.
Shen Bei's pupils suddenly shrank. He still encountered this damn thing.
This fits in well with the heuristic principle that anything that can go wrong will go wrong.
It's called: Murphy's Law.
Shen Bei was very calm and not panicked at all. He held the sword in both hands and stepped back to chop diagonally.
The sharp flash hit the charred corpse ghost's body, and Shen Bei only felt his arms sink. The flash was much more clumsy than when it hit the weasel lemur leader.
But the sharp flash still reliably split the charred ghoul in half, and the smelly, half-rotten innards were scattered all over the ground...