Infinite Metaverse

In the post-apocalyptic world of Resident Evil, whether there is a tank or not makes a big difference.

This is something that cannot be replaced by a truck or any other car. The sense of security surrounded by hard steel and the sense of fulfillment inside the fortress are completely different.

What's more, this is a Leman Russ tank covered in weapons.

Viruses open the door to evolution.

Let stable genetic sequences become fragmented.

Making genetic mutations easy and accessible.

Zombies and monsters that have appeared in the previous "Resident Evil" series of games seem to have all gathered in this swamp at this moment.

Under the dual effects of viruses and radiation, their sizes are far more outrageous than what Fu Qinghai has seen in the game, and their shapes have also exceeded human imagination. As more and more monsters break through the fire network The blockade hit the tank hard, the body began to shake, and the structure groaned.

"Don't panic, hold on."

Fu Qinghai said with a cigar in his mouth.

As a forging master, he clearly knows where the limits of this tank are. As long as the zombie monsters have not evolved to spray plasma beams or particle beams, they don't have to worry.

The tank had driven more than 60 kilometers against the siege of zombie monsters. The endless swamp land seemed to have no end. In just two hours, the crew members had repelled eight or nine waves of attacks.

The sun is high in the sky, and the water temperature in the tidal flats and swamps has risen sharply. I don't know whether it is because of the sunlight or the monster's plasma.

The tank is still moving forward unswervingly.

The sounds of teeth gnawing at the shell and appendages scraping against the tracks combined into a disturbing noise that echoed in the ears of every crew member.

With the high-intensity operation of the tank engine and the high temperature generated by the firing of the main and secondary weapons, the entire carriage was already sweltering. Fu Qinghai closed the ventilation system to prevent virus-carrying flesh and blood debris from entering the vehicle. Leman Rust Tank Simple air purifiers and internal circulation devices are completely unable to make the air in the car fresh and pleasant.

Many political commissars and inquisitors in the Human Empire are unwilling to ride on the Leman Rust tank.

It is durable and easy to maintain. From another perspective, it is equivalent to a simple and crude design, which means that almost no attention is paid to the passenger experience.

Someone once described the smell inside the Leman Rust tank: it was like seven or eight sweaty big men crowded into an iron can for three days and nights to ferment.

It's no exaggeration, the full tank crew is seven people.

Fortunately, Fu Qinghai's crew consisted of three lively beauties, not six Guardsmen who hadn't showered in a long time.

The interior of the turret was crowded and dark, with only an electric light on the top armor providing limited illumination. He was breathing dirty and humid air, with less than a few inches of moving space. Sweat soon covered Jiang Yixia's forehead and cheeks.

"Ah, it's so hot!"

Jiang Yixia yelled irritably, took off her sweatshirt and threw it aside, revealing her upper body wearing only a sports bra. The soaked fabric clung to her skin, revealing her toned and sexy figure. She continued to shake and rotate vigorously. The turret's turntable paid no attention to Fu Qinghai's presence.

Fu Qinghai also felt very hot, but Astartes' physique allowed him to tolerate temperature beyond ordinary people. He was only wearing a loose vest, which was also soaked with sweat. The improved sweat gland organ can significantly reduce the body surface temperature. Not to the point where I need to be topless.

Chen Xinlu was also unbearably hot, and her curly hair was stuck to the side of her face with sweat. She saw Jiang Yixia's beautiful bronze waist, turned her head and glanced at Fu Qinghai's back, hesitated, and took advantage of the moment when the zombies were repulsed. He also unbuttoned his shirt, took off his sweat-soaked clothes, which contained a white tube top, and then held the trigger of the heavy bomb again.

Fu Qinghai's eyes were glued to the periscope, focusing on the road ahead, operating the steering wheel with one hand and controlling the laser cannon with the other.

Suddenly, his nose moved.

I smelled something unusual.

The smell of engine oil and promethium was mixed with a faint fragrance.

Without looking back, Force Sense took in a panoramic view of the scene in the carriage - Jiang Yixia and Chen Xinlu were both wearing only their underwear, covered in sweat, which looked like a hot and sultry sight.

Sweat has no smell; the smell is the product of bacteria in sweat.

Although Fu Qinghai doesn't understand the principle, the fact is:

Women just smell good.

I don’t know whether it’s the pheromones they secrete that make men’s brains “mistake” that they smell good, or whether it’s because the skin care products and cosmetics are pickled with smells, causing bursts of body fragrance.

Anyway, it smells pretty good.

Fu Qinghai spit out the cigar butt and said:

"There is a sharp turn ahead, members, hurry up."

Fast corners are really fast.

Fu Qinghai never slows down when cornering.

The same goes for driving a tank.

The heavy explosive bombs roared and spit out tongues of fire, and the long and short bursts were like metal whips hitting the large group of monsters, blasting them into pieces together with the surrounding zombies.

Chen Xinlu is a smart woman with a high level of understanding. Under the guidance of Fu Qinghai, she quickly learned to switch between different shooting modes, earning back the appropriate assimilation points for each heavy explosive round.

Li Xingxian was addicted to burning zombies. She was immersed in the joy of burning and couldn't extricate herself. Her delicate and beautiful little face was especially ferocious at the moment. She grinned silently and held her finger on the trigger.

The raging and bright promethium flames spread among the corpses, igniting the remaining fat on their bodies. The flames purified all filthy flesh and blood, and the proteins were denatured at high temperatures until they were carbonized. The burnt smell wafted in the swamp.

"Li Xingxian, Li Xingxian, Li... bang!"

Fu Qinghai slapped her on the top of her head:

"I say cease fire!"

"ah……"

Li Xingxian screamed, came to his senses, and then released the grip and trigger with a look of displeasure on his face.

"Members, report on ammunition reserves."

Fu Qinghai turned around and said.

They once again fought off a wave of zombie siege.

A short break came.

"Kaka."

The sound of short positions hanging up sounded, and Jiang Yixia said:

"I'm done."

Chen Xinlu lowered his head to check the ammunition box and said:

"Heavy explosive bombs, there are still... 96 rounds left."

Li Xingxian carefully observed the scale on the fuel tank and said:

"Well, the promethium reserve still has... 24 liters."

"Let you save some money!"

Fu Qinghai glared at Li Xingxian.

The latter lowered his head in embarrassment.

There was a hint of worry in Chen Xinlu's eyes:

"There is no end to the zombie wave. What if all the ammunition is used up?"

Fu Qinghai said:

"There are still some reserves in the armored vehicle. If all the ammunition and fuel are used up and the zombies are still not killed, then we will abandon the vehicle and leave."

"ah?"

Hearing him say "abandon the vehicle and leave," the three women were stunned. They were used to staying in the tank. The strong adamantine armor separated the two worlds from everyone.

Fu Qinghai stood up and patted Jiang Yixia on the shoulder:

"You drive."

Hearing this, Jiang Yixia slid down from the gunner's position and passed Fu Qinghai's body face to face. In the narrow aisle, whether intentionally or unintentionally, the smooth skin of the two people was pressed tightly together, making Jiang Yixia look huge. Fang Fang didn't care.

Jiang Yixia sat in the driver's seat, and Fu Qinghai came to the rear of the car, opened the fuel tank valve, poured the foreign wine in one bottle after another, and said:

"What's the use of leaving an empty tank? I didn't choose to assimilate those expensive super-heavy tanks. I just considered that one day, but that day might come earlier than I expected."

Chen Xinlu stretched out her hand to lift the white tube top on her chest, looked up at Fu Qinghai, and said:

"I have rested enough. I can release the dimensional gate again, no problem."

Fu Qinghai smiled and said:

"I mean it's a last resort, and we haven't reached that point yet. On the bright side, at least this swamp has allowed us to earn enough assimilation points, right?"

Fu Qinghai walked back to his driving seat and said:

"Using other people's equipment to earn your own points, doesn't it feel great?"

Li Xingxian turned to look at him walking by, snorted softly and said:

"You have one too. It's not like we don't know the rules for calculating kills."

After Li Xingxian finished speaking, he realized that both Chen Xinlu and Jiang Yixia had taken off their coats and were only wearing underwear. Li Xingxian had already been too hot. Seeing his teammates doing this, he hesitated for a long time and put on his black robe. He took it off, revealing a black vest and snow-white delicate skin.

Contrary to Fu Qinghai's expectation, he thought that Li Xingxian was short and must have a figure similar to that of a junior high school girl, but he didn't expect that she had a pretty good figure. Her bumpy body was exactly like that of an adult woman, and her legs were particularly long in proportion. Well, not like a little dwarf.

Chen Xinlu once told him: Even though he looks young, Li Xingxian is actually the oldest in the club.

Fu Qinghai shook his head and did not worry too much about the issues of points and figure. He was not interested in Li Xingxian. He could not drive this steel behemoth alone. Fu Qinghai asked Chen Xinlu to open a dimension between tanks and armored vehicles. door, returned to the logistics vehicle and took a lot of ammunition and fuel to replenish it.

With all this sorted out, My Little Pony is back on the road.

"coming."

Through the shooting hole, Chen Xinlu saw the unknown creatures squirming in the swamp, and they were gathering towards the tank.

"Check the condition of the weapon to see if there is any jamming of the bolt, overheating of the barrel, or clogging of the muzzle."

Fu Qinghai sat back in his driving seat, took a deep breath, and ordered in a deep voice.

After saying that, he subconsciously reached out to touch the cigar placed in the grid, but a pair of arms stretched out in front of him from behind, wrapped around his neck, handed the cigar to his mouth, and then turned on the lighter to light it for him. .

Fu Qinghai knew it was Jiang Yixia without looking back.

The skin of her breasts pressed against his back.

Jiang Yixia lit a cigar for Fu Qinghai and sat back in the gunner's seat without saying anything, as if he had done something natural.

Fu Qinghai was a little silent with a cigar in his mouth.

He is not a fool.

He knew Jiang Yixia was interested in him.

It's obvious, isn't it?

But she never spoke, and Fu Qinghai couldn't refuse directly.

Fu Qinghai is an old scumbag.

He loves to flirt without marrying, doesn't take the initiative, doesn't refuse, and doesn't take responsibility. He can slip away better than anyone else.

His animal instinct drives him all the time.

But Fu Qinghai didn't want to cause any more complications.

Because he clearly felt that Zhang Yuning had real feelings for her, and it was not the initial state where the two of them looked at each other and rolled on the bed - Fu Qinghai believed that the two of them were originally united because of desire.

What's more, the yandere temperament Zhang Yuning occasionally showed seemed to be a bit abnormal for a woman like him. Fu Qinghai was very worried that Zhang Yuning would go to extremes.

He didn't want to hurt her.

This "she" is both Zhang Yuning and Jiang Yixia.

Chen Xinlu had a panoramic view of this scene.

She turned to look at Fu Qinghai's silent back.

Didn't speak either.

Finally, Fu Qinghai blew out the smoke and said slowly:

"Let's go."

…

Marvel universe, Earth, New York.

A man, a woman and a doll were lying on the top of a tall building.

Zhang Yuning took back the telescope, frowned and said to herself:

"I actually stayed in the hotel and couldn't come out."

Upton and Ron worked together with Zhang Yuning to quietly kill the reincarnator who was following her. The difficulty was not in killing people, but in not being able to alarm the big bosses in the anime universe.

The three of them knew each other well, and their attacks were straightforward.

But what Zhang Yuning didn't expect was that Ran Jianian was a very bachelor, and one of his men died without any explanation. He didn't care and still hid in a luxury hotel playing with women.

Zhang Yuning saw through the telescope that a woman with an Internet celebrity and a snake-like face was sitting disheveled by the window, holding up her mobile phone and taking selfies, without noticing the prying eyes from afar.

"Zhang, what is his ability?"

Upton asked.

The ghost baby's little hands were holding on to the fence, and the strong wind on the roof blew his yellow hair in all directions.

It was Upton's duty to vent his anger on the boss's woman, and it was a higher priority than the reincarnation task.

Zhang Yuning thought about it carefully:

"Playing with fire, if it's the Pyro in the Brotherhood of Mutants, my impression is that Pyro can only control flames, not create flames out of thin air. He needs to carry a lighter with him, and he made flames with a snap of his fingers that day. Obviously Not Pyro’s ability.”

"Could it be the Human Torch from the Fantastic Four?"

Ron immediately interjected.

Zhang Yuning shook her head:

"The Fantastic Four were mutated due to cosmic rays. They are not mutants and do not have the X gene in their bodies."

Upton said slowly:

"To create flames out of thin air, and you have to be a mutant, then there is only one option left..."

Upton and Zhang Yuning looked at each other and said in unison:

"sunspot."

"Tsk, it's really a bit tricky."

Upton smacked his lips and said:

"If he can transform into a state of pure energy, real Adamantium alloy can't kill him."

After all, Adamantium alloy is just pure hard and does not have any magical or energy properties.

Upton turned to look at Zhang Yuning and asked:

"Zhang, did you come to the main Marvel universe specifically to kill this person?"

"of course not."

Zhang Yuning rejected it.

When Upton said this, she also thought of the items that Old Man Lin had sent to her residence.

A steel needle.

A ballpoint pen.

A burnt red and green striped sweater.

After that stalking incident, Ran Jianian didn't send anyone to pester Zhang Yuning anymore.

Zhang Yuning let out a breath of displeasure and thought to herself:

The stinking idiot will let you survive for a few days, and then he will come back to deal with you after my plan is completed.

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