I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

It is a submarine.

The total length of about 90 meters, the displacement can not see, but certainly above the thousand tons.

As the same sea pin, it is deeply embedded in the rugged stone wall.

Most of the surface is covered by unknown algae, and the crevices are bonded by the remains of mollusks. The rust stained the iron sheet, but it did not fade away the white paint that symbolized it.

Reaching out and touching the cold iron wall across the glove.

Gently brushing through the soft and creamy algae, Jiang Chen whispered out the line of dead characters.

“U-235?”

If he remembers correctly, the submarine that starts with the U number, the world should have only one series – Germany U type submarine.

Jiang Chen is not an army fan. Basic understanding of this stuff comes from a British World War II documentary and several Hollywood movies.

Those Specters who are active below the sea level are haunting the Allied forces as a nightmare, afflicting merchant ships and transport vessels sailing on the Atlantic Ocean. Tearing the supply lines of the free world and the British Isles, they hampered the sea forces of the Allies.

Until Germany surrendered in 1945, these submarines sank and descended.

“Third Reich’s legacy? Signal source from inside?”

The hand pushed down on the submarine shell. Jiang Chen opened a small section to the retreat with a reaction force. The submarine’s picture was measured by the light above him.

After all the underwater soaking for so many years, the corrosion of the submarine surface was severe. Fortunately, however, the submarine’s overall structure is still intact and should not disintegrate as it explores the interior.

When sinking into the trench, the submarine should have been subjected to a strong impact. From the outside, the submarine could find several dents and leaking cracks.

Along the outside of the submarine, Jiang Chen swims to the submarine deck.

The barrels of the 88mm cannon were collided into a curved shape, with creatures somewhat resembling sea shrimp.

Without disturbing the little ones, Jiang Chen bypassed this decadent cannon and headed straight to the submarine’s entrance.

Unfortunately, the iron gate was rusted.

Jiang Chen without welding equipment had to give up the iron gate and look for other entrances.

Lucky Goddess once again looked after him. About five meters away from the submarine’s torpedo launch, Jiang Chen found a gap of about one person.

Looking at the darkened interior space, Jiang Chen swallowed and took an underwater lighting bullet from his waist and lost it.

The orange-red glow illuminated the inner space of the submarine, confirming that there was no dangerous sea creature ambush, and Jiang Chen swam into it.

“What are these things?” He couldn’t help but look at the large container painted black.

Intuition told him that there should be something incredible inside.

In addition to those containers that do not know what to pack, Jiang Chen also found several skulls with Nazi uniforms. These skulls lie quietly in the corner of the navy cabin. The meat quality on the body has been eroded by scavengers. The alkae is stuck in the empty skull and looks very disgusting.

For safety reasons, Jiang Chen did not immediately open these containers, but instead searched for sources and headed deep into the cabins.

Fortunately, when the submarine sank, the hatches were not closed. Otherwise, if it were rusted, it was really difficult.

“In front of you?”

The screen on the right arm’s screen is completely clear. Jiang Chen’s eyes are locked at the signal strength mark on the top right of the screen. Through the weak difference in signal strength, he is clear that he is gradually approaching that source.

“Is this submarine used to dry up? Is it transporting?” Jiang Chen couldn’t help but spit on the container piled up along the way.

At this moment, his right arm felt a shock, which came from EP under the diving suit.

Jiang Chen clicked, clicked on the screen of the mechanical exoskeleton right arm, and switched to the EP interface.

[Environmental radiation index: 5]

Radiation? Where’s the radiation?

Jiang Chen frowned, but did not take this matter into consideration. Although this amphibious mechanical exoskeleton did not incorporate radiation protection materials, it was still sufficient to counteract this level of radiation with the iodine stored in the EP. What’s more, compared to the amount of radiation on the Last of Days side, this level of “low radiation” can be really described as drizzle.

But what puzzled him was why radiation was detected on this U-shaped submarine.

Passing through an open hatch, this should be the room where the signal source is located.

Jiang Chen again took a flare from his waist and threw it into the center of the room, embellishing the whole room with a red-orange world.

There are two large wooden boxes in the room. The wooden appearance is already rot. One of the wooden boxes is still open.

To weaken the searchlight on the helmet, Jiang Chen leaned over to the wooden box.

The wooden box contained five unidentified cylinders with the words “Japanese Army” on it. The wall behind the wooden box is attached with crystal clear eggs, a bit like the eggs of octopus, but I do not know if it has caused some variation under the weak radiation. These eggs are not normal in size or shape. .

“Enriched uranium? No….In history, Germany should not be able to create the original bullet. Should that be a uranium compound? Or that uranium that has not yet reached the weapons level?” Floating next to the cylinder, Jiang Chen said to himself .

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Chen threw the cylinders into the storage space.

At a rough estimate, these nuclear raw materials have at least 500 kg in weight. Can produce radioactive, it should have been the initial purification. Although it is unclear how much the market price of these things is, it is not an exaggeration to put a few hundred million US Dollars on the black market.

Of course, it is impossible for Jiang Chen to sell this stuff.

After all the eggs of the mutant octopus were destroyed, Jiang Chen continued searching in the room.

At the corner of the room, he finally found the source of the signal.

That black suitcase, locked.

Jiang Chen tossed it into the storage space first, ready to wait for the shore and study it.

However, at this time, a black shadow was projected onto the wall in front of Jiang Chen.

As the warning signs crept up, Jiang Chen suddenly activated(d) the thrust of the cylinder behind him.

The high-pressure gas spouted instantly. With the advancing of the reaction force and the protection of a large number of tiny bubbles, Jiang Chen slammed into another corner of the room.

H–!

Like a hammer, a touch was drawn to the bulkhead in a handcuffed manner, and a dent was made in the iron shell.

That figure was a huge octopus!

After the huge body had been squeezed into the door, he blocked the exit.

Thinking of the octopus eggs that had been smashed by him, Jiang Chen understood that why this guy was so angry.

Want to come to this variant octopus, is the mother of those little geeks.

“Fuck Me.”

With a cry, Jiang Chen quickly pulled out his underwater pistol.

However, he had not yet had time to fire, and four touched. His hand was like a python and caught his limbs.

Jiang Chen’s face was flushed and the muscles were run to the limit. However, the thick touch of the hand was a motionless look. When he was caught by a living creature, he really couldn’t dare to activate (d) cross over. The size of the octopus was much larger than that of the previous Leadified Mutant and required the inactivation of its entire body cells. The energy does not know how much. He does not want to risk the overheating of crossoverwristband and play that risk.

The toxin-laden ink was ejected, but there was no egg use for Jiang Chen, a humanity who didn’t need to breathe.

“Madness!”

The fierce light in the pupil, the whole body muscles tightened to the limit.

Jiang Chen clutched the gun in a fierce manner and ran through the powerful touch. He took the trigger before the octopus covered his mouth with a knife-like rake.

boom–!

It was accompanied by a few dull gunshots and a string of bubbles that were dense like beans.

Special munitions penetrated the octopus’s head.

The blood of blue floats, and a purple light shines under the orange glow.

Without that leisurely and elegant appreciation of the scene, Jiang Chen clasped the trigger in a fierce manner, venting his heart to kill.

The clutching of his four limbs gradually lost his strength.

It was almost empty the cartridge and this fierce creature lost its sound.