Volume 8: A Trip to the Sick Village Chapter 396: Marshall's End
Ke Lan thought about it and seemed to have no reason to refuse Marshall.
"Okay." Ke Lan nodded, "Let's set off now without further delay."
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Just as Ze Luo said, after dealing with that batch of monsters transformed from human corpses, the entire airship was basically in an "undefended" state.
Apart from driving those monsters to attack them, the puppet individual did not take any further action, which made Ke Lan even more alert - on the surface, there seemed to be no movement, but who knows what big move was brewing in secret. If they had fought hard all the way to the bridge, it would be normal, but now it was as if the other party deliberately wanted them to come in.
Ke Lan and the other two passed through Aisle No. 2 without any hindrance and arrived at the corridor in front of the restaurant.
The corridor was littered with dried blood and a number of yellow copper bullet casings were scattered on the ground - these were all 5.7*28mm bullet casings from the crew's standard PDW (Personal Defense Weapon, also known as Individual Self-Defense Weapon). This was a fully automatic weapon between a submachine gun and a carbine, with a certain armor-piercing capability. It was very effective against targets wearing light bulletproof vests, but if the enemy was replaced by a monster with black spikes on its back, the PDW would be a bit powerless.
Judging from the traces at the scene, the crew had been in a state of retreat, and every few meters they retreated resulted in heavy casualties... Ke Lan initially estimated that of the crew members who blocked the monsters in this corridor, only one in ten would be able to retreat to the bridge for a final resistance.
The door of the restaurant on one side of the corridor was wide open, but compared to the messy corridor, the restaurant did not seem to be affected by the battle, and the scene inside remained mostly in its original state.
On a table near the door there was a square plastic tray with a bun that had only been bitten once thrown into the tray. However, because the power was out on the entire ship, the bun had been frozen as hard as a rock. A thin layer of white frost covered the wrinkled surface, and the fat from the meat filling that had dripped out of it had turned into amber ice.
A stainless steel coffee cup fell to the ground, and the entire cup was frozen together with the coffee on the ground. About three steps away from the coffee cup, there was a work badge with NFC function scattered around. On the "Greece", in addition to being used to open the door, the most important function of this work badge is to serve as a meal card.
This work card should have been placed on the table. There were greasy fingerprints on the transparent protective cover. Ke Lan estimated that it must have floated to this location during the period when the gravity generating device failed. As for why the tray did not move, it was because all the tableware on the spaceship had magnetic feet on the bottom, which could be attached to the metal table top.
The attack on the "Greece" must have been a very sudden thing, so sudden that the people on the ship didn't even have time to implement any emergency plans. Ke Lan could even imagine the scene at that time - a man who had just woken up and was about to finish breakfast and go to swap shifts with his colleague on night shift, just as he picked up the last bun and took a bite, a piercing alarm suddenly rang throughout the empty ship, he didn't even bother to finish the bun in his hand, hurriedly swallowed the food in his mouth and rushed out of the restaurant, and even accidentally knocked over the cup of coffee next to the tray when he rushed out, and didn't even notice that his work card was left on the table.
While Ke Lan was still observing the surrounding environment, Marshall had already walked into the restaurant carelessly, smashed the glass door of a freezer with one punch, and grabbed several bottles of beer from the freezer.
He didn't even move his fingers, and the cap of the beer bottle flew up by itself. Then Marshall put the bottle mouth directly to his throat, tilted his head back and gulped down the beer.
These freezers have independent batteries inside. Even if the restaurant loses power, the power in the batteries can keep the freezers working for more than 24 hours. Otherwise, Marshall would probably only be able to see a cabinet full of broken glass.
"It's really good." Marshall drank a whole 330ml bottle of craft beer in one breath. "This is much better than the cat urine sent to the 'Sick Village'... but it's still a little worse than that Russian vodka."
"Does the supply of 'Sick Village' also include alcoholic beverages?" Ke Lan asked casually.
"No, but there is alcohol in the medical supplies. Mix it with water and add some salt, and it can barely relieve your craving for alcohol... Anyway, this place is full of dying people, and no one cares if this stuff kills people... There are quite a few people who want to drink but can't get any."
Marshall gulped down another bottle of beer and burped loudly. "Great... I didn't expect to have such good luck today. Let me tell you, before this, even if it was cat urine mixed with alcohol, it was a luxury to drink it to your heart's content. If I take this kind of wine to the sick village, I don't know how many people would fight over it. Haha, it won't be a loss even if I die here today."
As Marshall spoke, he used his fists formed by his mind to smash open two freezers and took out all the bottles and jars inside.
"Let's go. I'll take it and drink it on the way . It won't waste time." He said to Ke Lan.
"Since you like drinking so much, why don't you want to go back to the Ark with Asano Akira? Even if...even if you only have a few days left, at least in these few days, we can try our best to satisfy you with whatever you want to eat or drink."
"No need. This amount of wine is enough for me to drink for the rest of my life." Marshall shook his head. "I hate that place. Even if I die, I don't want those guys to find my body... Letting the experimental project continue will only kill more people."
"..." Ke Lan looked at him silently. For a moment, the only sounds in the corridor were the footsteps of three people.
"Actually, I know everything." Marshall suddenly said, "I have been running away, but I have never escaped from their clutches. I am just like the monkey named Sun in your Chinese mythology."
"You know the truth about the 'Sick Village'...?" Although Ke Lan had guessed this, he still found it hard to believe when Marshall said this in such an extremely calm tone.
He could feel the indescribable despair hidden beneath Marshall's plain words.
"But the guy behind the wall is different from the people on the ground. He is just like me, he is also tired and fed up with everything... So I don't plan to continue running away. The 'Sick Village' is my destination."
