I don't have a system but I have a hammer

"My God... so many zombies, how do we get in? No, it should be said that we are dead!"

I, who was cursing the grass-mud horse in my heart, heard the words of Toothpick Girl's panic, and suddenly narrowed my eyes, and then I looked up at the giant's mouth, and suddenly the corners of my mouth turned up...

"Death is not death. The biggest problem is how to get in. Looking at the current situation, at least the people inside are still alive, and there is no danger for the time being, so..."

I slowly took out the communicator, took a full-body photo of the giant, sent it to the blond man, and attached a message...

"We are already close to the stronghold, send the communication channel of the person in charge of the stronghold..."

To my disappointment, after waiting for half an hour, the blond man did not send any message...

This guy won't die...

Cursing my lips, I slowly retracted the communicator, turned to look at Toothpick Girl, with helplessness written all over my face...

"Boss seems to be hopeless, and it's too troublesome to run back again. Do you know how to contact the person in charge of the stronghold, or is there an entrance such as an underground passage, in short, a way to avoid these zombies from entering the factory? "

Very good, her answer is always so pleasant...

"No, it's because we couldn't get in touch with the person in charge of the factory, so we were sent to check the situation. The last time we received a message from the person in charge was three days ago..."

I was stunned...

"What did he say?"

Toothpick girl frowned and recalled for a moment, then opened her mouth slightly...

"He said that he found traces of the Medellin Killer Group in the stronghold, and then sent a picture of the system host he saw, and then... it seems to be gone!"

The damned sword of the conspiracy theory began to swim back and forth around my neck again, as if explaining my teasing heart hanging over the top of the person, and as if reminding me that I should guard against the backstab blade from behind...

"I want to ask you something, is the text message sent by the person in charge of the stronghold, or is it a voice message?"

The black girl shook her head, expressing that she was not very clear...

It seems that she is not the first person to meet, she should have learned the news from the blonde man...

ah~

This matter has a lot of weird flavors, but I don't have any clues for a while, so I can only solve the troubles in front of me first...

Relying on others is worse than relying on yourself...

I pouted, took out the drone and threw it into the sky, then turned on the electronic screen, carefully observing the content on the screen...

What catches the eye is the open-air shipyard area, the steel dock near the sea, two building material warehouses, and an office building, and the surrounding area is a simple defensive wall temporarily built with steel...

It was also against the defensive wall that the zombies failed to break through the front and rear gates to enter the factory, but from the footage sent back by the drone, I could clearly feel the crumbling steel wall...

Looking at the three huge tower cranes next to the dock, I knew in my heart that without them, it would be impossible to build a steel fence in a short time...

I'm sorry, the word "build" may not be appropriate, because the huge amount of steel is just stacked on top of it like building blocks, and nothing is fixed...

That's right, these zombies may be able to climb stairs, but they really can't climb the three-meter-high steel...

However, due to the large number of zombies and their constant push forward, the steel of the back door even began to tilt slightly, as if it would completely collapse in the next second...

At this time, what made the zombies at the front and rear doors restless was the bursts of gunshots from the dock...

I stared at the screen with narrowed eyes, and slowly controlled the drone to approach the dock...

day~

What made my pupils shrink suddenly was that there were zombies jumping out of the water around the dock and running towards the shore...

That scene was like a group of tourists who went to the sea to play in the water, suddenly found that the clothes on the shore had been stolen, so they chased and shouted madly towards the shore...

It's good, I'm not surprised that zombies can swim, but now that even the waterway is cut off, it makes me feel uncomfortable...

and many more…

My eyes narrowed slightly...

There are very few zombies in the town because they all gather here, but no matter how fast the defensive wall is built, it will take at least a few hours...

I think about it...

All the zombies gathered here. This was obviously done on purpose. The gunshots from the dock alone were not enough to attract the zombies from the town. After all, I didn’t hear any gunshots from my position, let alone the town...

In other words, the person in charge of the stronghold must have the foresight and build a defensive wall in advance, so that when the zombies come, they can just resist them...

But if the person in charge of the stronghold can know in advance that the zombies will besiege him, why not send the news of the zombies to the headquarters?

This can only show that the communication equipment may have been destroyed, so he passed on the news of the Medellin killer group three days ago, but when he found the zombie group, the news could not be sent out...

That is to say, they are indeed isolated and helpless at this time, no, I remember the blond man once said that there will be other senior members coming one after another...

I turned to look at Toothpick Girl...

"The boss said before that there will be other people coming. Is this true?"

My implication is that the previous task of catching spies has been completed, so I don't know if those senior members will come...

While I assume it's a given, I'll have to ask just in case, as I've seen less than 200 people in the dock...

But the toothpick girl's next words made me immediately roll my eyes...

"Uh...Actually Medellin only sent those five system hosts, not 600 people, so naturally there won't be any support..."

Seeing her slightly embarrassed face, I didn't say anything more, slowly retracted the drone, thought for a while, and started to implement the plan I just thought of...

I took out Toothpick Girl's communicator, then glued the communicator to the drone, then took out my own communicator, adjusted them to a channel, and finally handed everything to Toothpick Girl...

"In a while, you control the drone to fly into the factory, use my communicator to get in touch with the person in charge, and ask them if they have any breakout plans..."

Toothpick girl nodded to express her understanding, then suddenly looked at me suspiciously...

"how about you?"

I put on my tactical backpack and smiled confidently at her...

"If the person in charge doesn't have a breakout plan, you don't have to do anything, just keep in touch with them. If they have a plan, you can find a place to throw a smoke bomb, and I will come back when I see it..."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Toothpick Girl to ask any more questions, I directly got on the dead fly and rode slowly to the distance, leaving only a tall and deep figure behind her...