My apocalyptic heroine has come true

A hundred meters above the ground, clusters of...mutated species appeared?

It was now morning, and Fang Ming automatically imagined any non-human species walking on the ground as a black spear spider.

Release one of the scout planes from the transport plane.

Fang Ming carefully maneuvered the reconnaissance plane to approach the mutant species.

When the picture was zoomed in close enough, Fang Ming could clearly see the appearance of the mutant species.

It was indeed the Black Spear Spider.

But...it doesn't seem that dark.

Compared to the pitch-black spiders I saw some time ago, the spiders that appeared now seemed a little grayer.

It's like silver is mixed into black iron, which looks fancy.

"I seem to be a little taller..."

This place is seven or eight kilometers away from the Ark Shelter. If something goes wrong, it will be very troublesome to crash here, so Fang Ming did not choose to provoke these mutant spiders.

And these mutant spiders were not interested in Fang Ming's small plane.

Their scarlet compound eyes turned twice, and they continued to move forward aimlessly in groups of three or five, slowly waving their sharp long legs.

"Adult... or is it another branch of this species?"

Fang Ming guessed for a moment but to no avail.

He flew around the mutant spider and returned to the transport plane.

The limited viewing angle made him feel uncomfortable.

Fang Ming could no longer drag the camera as he did before to observe his surroundings in 360 degrees without any blind spots.

He could only use the remaining four reconnaissance aircraft to lock onto four frames for observation. Although each reconnaissance aircraft could also adjust the lens, the reaction of the drone camera was obviously much slower than Fang Ming's manual switching.

Fortunately…while it’s not possible to observe others, it’s very easy to observe yourself.

In addition to the image transmission from the reconnaissance aircraft, Fang Ming can also observe his own drone fleet in another way.

When he clicked on 'Small Drone Combat Swarm' in his device bar, control buttons appeared for all drones, a total of 28 aircraft.

Fang Ming only needs to select the desired number and then drag them to move them, and he can instantly give them flight missions.

It can be described as 'one-click formation'.

"Rumble, rumble..."

Hover a large transport aircraft at an altitude of one thousand meters.

Fang Ming did not rashly place the transport plane at the door of 2737.

After all, Xiao La also has a machine gun. When he sees such a big thing appear, he might directly fire at Fang Ming and shoot it down.

Fang Ming sent two reconnaissance planes down.

This reconnaissance aircraft is only 20 centimeters in size and its 50-decibel noise level is almost negligible in this desert.

"Buzz..."

Fang Ming's small reconnaissance plane was like a large bee in front of the huge 2737 shelter, very concealed.

Fang Ming first flew around Shelter 2737 a few times.

The last time he came to this building, he was unable to observe it in detail due to Xia Xiaochi's limited perspective.

Now take a look...

It’s really big.

Moreover, it can be described as 'perfect'.

Such a big metal and concrete building.

There is no gap at all.

There are no doors or windows.

Apart from slight traces of rust on the wall caused by wind and sun, Fang Ming could not find any gaps that he could get into.

It is indeed a 'future' civilization.

This kind of shelter building from the future must have been designed with a lot of effort when it was first built.

"Buzz..."

Fang Ming hovered the small reconnaissance plane in confusion.

This shelter has no windows, but Xiao Ba upstairs must be able to observe the outside through something.

The last time Xia Xiaochi was besieged by mutant spiders, the person who fired the cannon from upstairs must have been Xiao La.

but……

The building looked the same from front to back and left to right, and Fang Ming couldn't find a way to communicate with Xiao La through the window.

so far.

We can only force our way towards the gate of Shelter 2737.

It's just that the speed of this reconnaissance plane...

The corners of Fang Ming's mouth twitched.

Then he switched the reconnaissance plane to joystick mode and dived towards Shelter 2737.

……

"This gatekeeping task isn't that simple."

At the entrance of Shelter 2737.

The newly appointed guard was leaning against the door, holding a grass root in his mouth, chatting with his colleagues in a bored manner.

I've heard before that being a guard can provide you with a comfortable life.

But I haven’t heard that this position also has performance evaluation.

If the miners don't mine enough stones, the guards' bread and steamed buns will be withheld; if the scavengers can't find anything good in the garbage they pick up, the guards' drinking water will be replaced with rainwater; even if the farmers on the second floor have low crop yields, the guards will suffer as well.

This forced the guards to roll up their sleeves and join in the fight.

He helps push the mine cart and helps scavengers pick up garbage. He is very busy every day.

Their guards are like bricks, they move wherever there is not enough.

"What are you standing there for? Look, I've got another bucket of wires. Come on, help me take them down. Maybe I can even add a piece of salt to your dinner tonight."

The fellow guard came forward lazily.

"Buzz..."

Suddenly, a palm-sized object rushed in from the gate of Shelter 2737.

This black little thing blends in with the color of the shelter, making it really hard to see.

But...it's a flying machine!

People in the doomsday world are naturally sensitive to things that can fly.

The guard saw it immediately.

However, when he reached out to intercept it, the thing easily passed over his head.

"What is it??"

The man shouted and pulled a small pistol from his pocket.

"Don't move!" he shouted.

The aircraft really stopped moving.

The small drone hovered two meters high, above which were the dense and complex pipes of the shelter.

It stopped ten meters deep in the shelter, constantly turning the camera direction, and seemed a little confused.

Fang Ming got lost.

It cannot be said that I am lost.

He had no idea where Xiao La's room was.

The last time Xia Xiaochi came, Fang Ming was busy looking at the surrounding living environment, and the light was dim, so he had no idea where to go.

Zooming in, Fang Ming took a look at the tense expressions on the two guards' faces.

He moved his fingers.

At the same time, two drones ejected from the deck of the transport plane and landed quietly.

"I have something to ask your administrator."

Fang Ming pressed the microphone and spoke to the people on the screen.

The two guards were stunned, especially when they heard the young man's voice coming from the drone, they were also a little unsure of the situation.

The neighboring 0331 shelter was blown up so long ago, and their administrators have always been cautious and should not have anything to do with outside forces casually.

"Who are you...what do you want from our administrator?"

The man with the gun raised his voice.

Fang Ming didn't want to waste time talking to him, so he just responded with two words.

"lead the way."

"I ask who you are!" the man shouted.

"We must at least find out your identity and purpose before we can report to the administrator!"

“…Until you gain administrator privileges, you’re trespassing!!”

"..."

"Let him in!"

Suddenly, as the guard finished speaking, a roar from a mature man resounded through the door of Shelter 2737.