Vault 32

Chapter 31 The Collapsed Entrance

This armored behemoth has slowly put away its ferocity and continues to move forward in this narrow subway tunnel.The two hard tracks crushed the original subway track, and with the sour sound of metal friction, the remaining Death Claw limbs scattered all over the ground were crushed into pulp by the tracks.Even the complete corpse was cut into two pieces by the tens of tons of weight, or crushed into a piece of sticky meat, and it was no longer clear what it was.

Liszt was sitting on the commander's machine gun seat. An 800-round armor-piercing armor-piercing machine gun with 249 rounds of ammo had been reloaded under his nimble movements. The slender barrel was aimed at the straight subway tunnel in front of him.And at his hand, the M1887 light machine gun and the Winchester M1887 shotgun have also been placed above the turret of this tank.Whether it is the continuous firepower or the deathclaws who are attacking at close range, Liszt can have a good response.At least the Winchester M[-] shotgun equipped with arrow-shaped shotguns can overturn even the skull of Deathclaw within one meter.

But as if the strafing just now had wiped out most of the Death Claws in this tunnel, Lister and the others were already approaching the underground research institute, and they did not notice the Death Claws appearing in front of their dormant armored company.But Liszt and the others did not take anything lightly, because there were still faint roars in the subway tunnel, indicating that there were still traces of Death Claw activity.

They have gone deep into the Oak Flower subway station, and according to the markings on the map, they are very close to the mysterious underground research institute.And Liszt's face no longer had much relaxed expression. He looked at the subway tunnel in front of him solemnly, and his expression gradually became solemn.Due to the ups and downs of the terrain, the laying and construction of the subway tunnels seemed a bit curved. I don't know if it was Liszt's illusion. He actually found that the subway in front seemed to be built differently.

Frowning slowly, Liszt glanced across the subway tunnel in front of him.But his eyes looked at the details around him, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and observed carefully.The subway tunnel here seems to have not been repaired for some years. It can be seen quite clearly in the spotlight-like headlights. The mottled cement wall has peeled off a lot, and the drainage ditch next to it is even piled up with dead branches and miscellaneous leaves. It seems that they have been blocked for more than a while.

But for the most important means of transportation in a city and the most popular subway, this phenomenon is unusual.Although Liszt walks half an hour every time to the repair shop where he works, he still understands that if even the most important subway is in disrepair, or even fails to clear obstacles in time, then the responsibility of the city government can be said to be Nothing is done.As for Liszt, who has lived in this small city for about a year, he has not found the negativity and backwardness of this small city. On the contrary, it always looks very orderly.

"This is obviously not right. If the city government can't even dredge the drainage channels that are related to the safety of the subway on a regular and timely basis, then it is not only a problem of inefficiency."

Reaching out from his back waist, Liszt took out his tactical flashlight. Liszt climbed and stretched out most of his body, supported his movements with his hands, and looked at the drainage ditch next to the subway base with the light of the tactical flashlight.However, according to the standard, the drainage ditch that is nearly half a meter deep is already densely piled with dead branches and fallen leaves, obviously piled up for a long time.And Liszt tilted his head and sniffed slowly, the smell of rotting leaves made his brows furrowed further: "It hasn't been cleaned for at least half a year."

Leaves and dead branches are organic matter, and they are easy to rot in this dark and humid environment, and the rotten smell is definitely not good.Although the exhaust gas from the M1A2 "Abrams" main battle tank is also very strong and the smell of blood is quite obvious, Liszt can still detect the rotten smell hidden in it.Because this is so clear, he only needs to close his eyes and take a breath, he can know that the leaves and dead branches are washed by the summer water, and then in the long-term accumulation and sweltering heat, the rot and Fermentation also emits a lot of peculiar smell.

"This is really strange, isn't it?" Frowning tightly, Liszt put away the tactical flashlight and put it in his back pocket again.But he looked at the dead branches and leaves that were still piled up in front of him, it was quite obvious.And he even discovered that there were traces of silt on the subway on the base. If there was no problem with the drainage channel, there would be no silt on the base.And the appearance of this kind of silt in the subway tunnel, which has always been focused on safety, is enough to show the incompetence and inaction of the city government.

And just as he was frowning, the M1A2 "Abrams" main battle tank under him slowly stopped and stopped in front of the subway base, and a burst of metal crushed the subway tracks under the tracks. The sour sound of rubbing.When Liszt raised his head, his face was also serious, because in the depth of the tunnel a hundred meters ahead, a pair of broken bricks and concrete fragments were piled up, covering even the subway tunnel. Less than half.

The piles of bricks and broken soil have covered the subway tunnel with a stone, as if it has been blasted, and all the earthwork and concrete fragments are scattered in the tunnel.In fact, it was definitely blasted, and the black flame traces were obvious. It had spread almost a dozen meters into the tunnel, and the dark appearance was also subjected to instantaneous high temperature.And following Liszt's gaze, at the corner of the almost collapsed tunnel, half of the tunnel was blasted into a big hole, because the light couldn't shine in, and the pitch black seemed to be a huge mouth swallowing people.

"Looks like we've arrived."

Slowly pondering for a moment, Liszt looked at the dark hole in front of him, but couldn't help frowning tightly.A large area of ​​the wall that had been scorched by the fire was black, and there were many broken bricks and concrete fragments in the nearly three-meter hole, which was obviously the construction site of some kind of hidden area.But combined with the map of the underground research institute that he had just seen before, his face became even more solemn. He gestured towards an M2 "Bradley" infantry fighting vehicle behind him and said loudly: "Arrive at the destination!" , All the staff get out of the car to be alert, relying on the armored forces to establish a defense line in situ!"

At the same time, he also quickly turned over and jumped out of the commander's machine gun position. At the same time, he dragged his backpack and fastened it on his back again. At the same time, he stuck the Winchester M1887 shotgun in the side position specially reserved for the backpack.And he was standing on the turret holding the M249 light machine gun, half a meter above his head was the top of the subway tunnel, and Liszt looked at the soldiers of Company E and old Buner who had all poured out behind him, nodded and pointed to the front He said at the place of collapse: "General Bunar, if I guess correctly, that's where the drastic changes happened in this small town."

Four or five heavily armed soldiers of Company E rushed forward with M4A1 assault rifles, and all the tactical flashlights in their hands were aimed there, illuminating almost every hidden corner.After confirming that it was correct, the old Bunar, who was still wearing general uniform, came over, surrounded by two burly soldiers of Company E as guards.But he himself was not bothered by this kind of close protection, and stretched out his hand to push away a soldier. He looked at the pile of earth and broken concrete blocks in front of him, but his eyes slowly narrowed.

"Armored troops can't get in, the entrance is too small."

Sofitel also came from behind, looking at the half-collapsed subway tunnel in front of him, his expression became quite serious.This time, it was really a test for them, because it was not so easy for tanks or infantry fighting vehicles to drive into the three-meter-high and two-meter-wide avalanche.And as cooperating infantry, once they leave this ferocious armored monster, the consequences will not be optimistic.

What's more, the darkness in the tunnel can be seen clearly even a hundred meters away.Even the headlights of the M1A2 "Abrams" main battle tank could not be dispelled. I am afraid that there is a certain depth in the collapsed hole.No one knew what was inside, but looking at the large number of deathclaws before, a shadow was cast in anyone's heart, and the relaxed and optimistic attitude before was no longer there.Having lost their armor and heavy fire cover, they are now at an absolute disadvantage.

And both Liszt and Old Bunard saw this very clearly, because the facts were right in front of them.Turning his head slowly, the old Buner looked at the group of E company boys around him. Although they all had solemn expressions, they were not as fearful and flustered as before.With a smile on his lips, Old Bunar said slowly and hoarsely: "What enemy can face my boys?"

He walked forward first, and took the M4A1 assault rifle handed over by a soldier next to him.Old Buner didn't speak too much, but his example showed what he thought in his heart.Looking at the soldiers who followed behind him, with a proud smile on his old face, he pointed at Sofitel and said loudly: "Sofitel, leave a squad behind, Liszt and the rest follow me, Destroy them!"

"Understood." Liszt also responded with the other soldiers.He suddenly discovered that Old Bunar had a different kind of charm, which made the corner of his mouth smile a little self-deprecatingly. For some reason, he remembered the leadership temperament described in those novels in his previous life.Shaking his head slightly, he clenched his M249 light machine gun, turned over and jumped into the tank. At the same time, he watched the 40 or so E company infantry in front, who also consciously joined in.

Only at this time can real troops see their tactical literacy, and it is also at this time that real commanders can see their commanding ability.Old Bunar, this guy who has become a commander since his prime, is undoubtedly the best among commanders.

(End of this chapter)