There are four mercenaries guarding the north gate of the base, and three mercenaries guarding the south gate, but they are all leaning on their chairs in a daze with nothing to do at the moment.

After staying here for several hours, I have long lost the interest in chatting.

Not to mention anyone outside the gate, there wasn't even a zombie. There was a desolate scene everywhere.

Their purpose here is probably to find each other in time when the expedition team of the Daming Expedition Company returns, and to notify other people resting in the building behind.

There is no hiding place outside, and you can see far away from the gate, so this job is actually very easy, but it is a bit hot from the sun and very boring.

If they weren't worried about being reported by others, they would have already found a shady place to take a nap.

"Are you all ready?" Zhao Ming, standing in the middle of the base, looked around and asked through the radio headset.

"Report to boss, the north gate is ready." Carlos's voice came from the headset.

"The south gate is OK." This was Alice's voice.

I saw two mercenaries at the gate. Either behind or beside them, there was one of my own standing.

They held the electric shock batons that were already in working condition in their hands, and took a stance, waiting for Zhao Ming to open the portal between them and the mercenaries.

"Okay, when I count to three, I will open seven portals at the same time. Everyone, get ready."

Zhao Ming took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and used his mental power to locate the locations where the seven portals would appear.

"one."

"two."

"three!"

Following the exit of the word "three", the seven portals opened simultaneously at the predetermined positions, and the seven electric shock rods poked their respective targets at the same time, almost in no particular order.

Zizizzi...

Under the impact of the powerful current, Umbrella's mercenaries trembled and were knocked to the ground without saying a word.

Zhao Ming nodded and praised: "Well done, tie them up quickly and leave them where they are. We will move them later."

"clear."

"receive."

Each person was tied up, and the battle was resolved in less than a minute.

Then there were only a few sporadic enemies left at the other two vents. The enemy was completely defeated and it was impossible to make a comeback.

These last enemies didn't even need Zhao Ming to take action. Carlos and Alice each led a team, quietly walked over and pointed guns at them, ordering them to put down their weapons and surrender.

The mercenaries' fighting will is not particularly strong, and they have no idea of ​​making a heroic sacrifice for the company.

They thought that Carlos and others had gotten in from another secret location, so it didn't matter if they surrendered temporarily. They believed that Chief Wang would send someone to rescue them soon.

It was only when they were escorted to the warehouse with their hands tied that they realized something was wrong.

Isn't the warehouse where large troops are stationed? Why did they escort themselves here?

Could it be...

However, it was too late to resist at this time. His hands were tied and a gun was pointed at his back. If he dared to move, he would be dead!

There is hope when you are alive, but there is nothing when you die.

Besides, I wasn't the only one who was arrested. Looking at this posture, it seemed that even Commander Wang, who was said to never miss a beat, could not escape.

"Okay, lock them up separately. Don't lock up too many people in one room. Arrange people to take turns guarding them tonight, and I will deal with them tomorrow." Zhao Ming ordered loudly.

Carlos quickly stood up and replied: "Okay, I'll make arrangements right now."

As for the beautiful spy Ada Wang, she was given the responsibility of guarding Alice and returned to the underground base with Zhao Ming.

The base has complete genetic research equipment, and the task of collecting genetic samples can be completed by Dr. Isaacs on the spot.

Claire has received good news and has begun arranging manpower to resume ground activities, such as building staff dormitories for the three hundred "new employees" in the future.

Zhao Ming returned to his lounge and took stock of the results while recovering his mental strength.

This battle was very fruitful, with more than 300 mercenaries captured, four Osprey aircraft, two armored vehicles, and a large amount of small arms and ammunition captured.

In fact, there were more than this number of Osprey planes transporting King Ada and the others this time. Unfortunately, the rest of the planes had flown back to other places. I don't know if they were going back to transport more materials.

But it doesn't matter. As long as they are still on this planet, they will become Zhao Ming's property sooner or later. Zhao Ming said that he can afford to wait for this time.

Most of the original items in the warehouse are still there, and these former valuable possessions are of no use to Umbrella.

The mercenaries even thought that these "treasures" took up too much space and piled them into a pile like garbage. It seems that they will have to be sorted out later before they can be collected into the system space by category.

Why not... let the mercenaries who messed up the order earlier sort it out, of course, after they become the Black Iron Guards.

The number of mercenaries who wanted to "patch" this time was unexpected, so the inventory of slave chips prepared before was insufficient, and they needed to be manufactured on-site using the system's own manufacturing factory.

However, the production capacity of manufacturing plants is also affected to a certain extent here.

Normally producing these chips would only take a few hours based on the current level of upgrading of the manufacturing plant.

But now...it won't take more than two or three days to produce.

Then just wait, it will take so long to sort out those belongings anyway.

Zhao Ming was lying on the bed, thinking about these things, and fell asleep unconsciously.

It was already noon the next day when I woke up. I had a really good sleep this time, probably because I had consumed a lot of mental energy before.

After getting up and washing up, Zhao Ming went to the base canteen. The lunch here was coming to an end and there were not many people in the canteen.

Although it is the end of the world now, with the various doomsday foods that Umbrella Company has hoarded previously, and the various ingredients that Zhao Ming has brought these few times, the canteen in the base can still provide several simple meals normally, and

It's about the same as a small restaurant.

As the number of time travels increases, Zhao Ming can access more and more system spaces here, and there will be a richer menu of dishes in the canteen in the future.

As for the chef, with the slave chip here, just find any mercenary and let him change his job.

"Boss, you're finally up."

Alice walked in from the outside in a hurry, sat down in front of Zhao Ming, picked up the water glass on the table and drank it all without looking out.

"Hey, that's my drink." Zhao Ming was speechless.

"So what?" Alice asked.

Alice had an expression like "I just drank, what can you do to my sister?" She also stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, which seemed to mean she wanted to go further.

Zhao Ming was startled, and immediately used his mind-reading skills, and found that Alice had developed a strong interest in him after witnessing the superpower of his "superhero" yesterday, and that was why he acted so strangely.

"Alice, something is wrong with you today. Do you have a fever?" Zhao Ming said jokingly, unmoved.

Although Alice can be considered beautiful, she is far behind Wanda, not even as good as King Ada who was captured yesterday.
Chapter completed!