Chapter 54: Eagle’s Crash Part Two

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(Connected with Chapter 29)

<Communication Terminated>

“Dam*it!”

He smashed a hanging piece of steel as the orange letters on the dangling screen made Chu Nan even more annoyed.

The corrupted electronic equipment sparked as the circuit was either shorted or destroyed. The shaking helicopter body made him hold his breath.

Once the helicopter body stabilized, he gritted his teeth as he pushed the metal frame on his body with all his might. He glanced at the assistant pilot beside him. That sucker’s condition was even worse as the bent steel frame directly penetrated through his ribcage, and his blood splashed everywhere. He looked at the metal frame that has stabbed through his arm and took in a gasp of air. Nevertheless, he felt lucky to be alive.

That distance was 1200 meters from the air.

Apart from his operating skills, it was pure luck to survive from falling that high up.

Chu Nan already used his best effort. When the machine lost its power, he immediately opened the mechanical revolving air turbine on the side of the helicopter. That was important because if he didn’t manage to open in the initial stage, then the high-speed air flow may have destroyed it.

Good thing that was still functional.

He connected to the backup circuit board, but the situation was looking grim. His assistant tried to establish a connection with the headquarter. However, he received no response.

He changed into manual operation as he used all his energy to stabilize the helicopter’s body. The automatic stabilization system was destroyed, therefore if they started to roll in the air or the back wing gets damaged, even God could not save them. The backup mechanical turbine began to spin rapidly due to the airflow as the high-speed force generated “held” onto the helicopter like a parachute. Under the force of gravity, the head of the helicopter began to tip forward. Once the body turned at a particular angle, Chu Nan immediately pulled the plane up and maximized the upward force of the helicopter.

The head of the helicopter instantly lifted up as the fallen force was broken by the sudden upward force from the mechanical turbine. It was about to land on top of the roof that they crashed into.

Then they crashed into the top floor.

The control was fine, but it was hard to select a landing spot in the city’s terrain.

Then warm blood splashed all over Chu Nan’s face as he witnessed with his own eyes his assistant being penetrated by the metal frames.

[This doesn’t make sense.]

The sudden Electromagnetic Pulse. It was not a simple EMP. The Helicopter-51 was equipment was EMP protective equipment that was the peak of the industry, but the helicopter was paralyzed without being hit directly.

[What was that thing…]

Chu Nan resisted the pain as he took out a dagger and slashed open the locked seatbelt. He carefully glanced at the view outside as he awkwardly untangled his legs from the deformed control panel and slowly crawled outside.

What did this helicopter look like now?

A small portion of the helicopter smashed through the walls of the 12 stories high building as it got pinned down by the protruding metal frames. The ends of the helicopter hung on the edge. The building’s quality was superb to be able to withstand the force of impact after a nuclear war. The metal frames cleared exceeded construction standard.

The smallest tremble of the helicopter body made his heart pump at full capacity. The friction noise made him even more nervous.

The bulletproof glass in front of the helicopter was completely shattered which eased his escape. When he was about to climb out, he hesitated and turned back to snatch the pendant on his comrade’s neck as well as the ammo clip.

After struggling, Chu Nan finally landed onto the hard cold concrete floor. He looked back at the deformed helicopter body as he quietly examined the pendant inside his palm.

The poorly made pendant was covered by a thick layer of blood.

<Carlo Billman>

He flipped to the back as a sentence was engraved there.

<If possible, I want to hang this in the Arlington National Cemetery>

The assistant pilot was a UA Spanish decedent. He was previously a pilot in NATO. However, the concept of a country didn’t exist anymore as plenty of foreigners live in Liuding town with most being NATO soldiers before the war.

When PAC, NATO, and CCCP led World Alliance Council and left the torn land by sending all the “hope” into space, no one believed in authority anymore. When faced with zombies and mutants, all humans belong to the same species.

Not including mutated humans or cannibals.

He checked the equipment on his body before he lifted his hands and touched the back of his neck with his fingers.

It was a chip called “dictator chip,” but because it has added complex functions such as long range communication, the chip was less effective compared to the Sixth Street produced “slavery chip.”

<Offline>

Chu Nan tried multiple times but did not manage to establish any connection.

“Dam* it, is this broken?”

The “bomb” behind the back of his neck was broken, but he couldn’t tell if he was content or sad.

Content that he was free.

Sad that freedom didn’t mean anything on the wasteland. There was food in Liuding Town so who cared about freedom.

Returning to Liuding Town was not a possibility since the people there probably recorded him as dead. A rescue was even more out of the question as only the metal debris of a previous one hundred thousand crystal equipment remained here. The pilot’s worth was not even greater than the chip on the back of his neck.

“Whatever, I’ll see.” He forced a smile as he put the pendant into the pocket and took out his pistol.

Including the one clip in the gun, he still had five magazines left. Two blood needles, a roll of bandage, EP was returning to normal, a dagger, and six B grade nutrient supply. Because he was part of the air force, the nutrient supply was higher quality.

He opened the EP radiation monitor system and determined based on the safe radiation level that this was a rural area, but he didn’t know where exactly he was.

EP did not download the map in the area.

He checked his equipment once again before he turned his head to look at the body and the crashed helicopter. He lowered his head and walked away.

Although he did receive ground training, he never encountered a situation like this. Ordinary survivors would never target planes. Air-based EMP weapons did exist but were extremely rare. Most of them were destroyed in the war.

It was also the first time he heard that a mutant could use an EMP or a similar pulse weapon.

Maybe his assistant pilot has encountered his situation before, but he didn’t manage to survive.

“Stairs cleared.”

Just like practice, Chu Nan mumbled as he directed with his pistol and moved downstairs.

[If it is a zombie, then use the dagger to stab the eye area. If it is a screamer, then use shock grenade for cover. If it is Roshan or Death Claw… let’s hope that never happens.]

The elevator was not functional. The building was an office complex before the war. The majority of the zombies were concentrated in the grand hall as the occasional straggler in the hallway was killed with his swift knife action. For small problems, it would be better to avoid using his gun. His body condition with the D level genetic vaccine easily handled the combat requirement.

The only disappointing fact was that he didn’t unlock a genetic ability.

When both of his feet touched the ground, Chu Nan let out a sigh. He gazed into the sky and determined it was around 3 in the afternoon.

5 o’clock was when the street was no longer safe. The night usually fell at 6 which meant that walking on the street would equal suicide.

The night in Wanghai City belonged to the zombies.

“I need to find a survival camp, or find a place to stay for the night.” Chu Nan scanned around as he walked to the end of the street.

The abandoned cars on the road still maintained the same look since the moment war erupted. Since the hotspot of the war was in the middle of the city, people would escape to the rural areas.

Therefore, most of the vehicles would point in the direction of the rural area.

He had examined the cars before he walked into the direction away from city center.

Anywhere is better than the city center.

That’s the one common conception every survivor had.