Zombie Lord System

"boom!"

A gunshot was heard hundreds of meters away, and the mercenaries paused.

"Kali..."

"hateful!"

Everyone's face was gloomy.

"Bob!" Hans said at this time.

"What?" Bob asked suspiciously.

"If I become infected with a virus and become a zombie, I hope to die by your hands." Hans whispered.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Bob said angrily, "We'll be fine."

"Yes, we'll be fine..." Hans whispered, but there was always a sense of uneasiness in his heart.

Everyone hurriedly marched for hundreds of meters.

"Wait!" Among the crowd, a thin middle-aged man with brown skin raised his hand and shouted.

Everyone was stunned and stopped immediately.

"Crow, what's the matter?" the leader asked.

Crowe made a quiet gesture, and then he lay on the ground, listening to the ground with his ears.

Vaguely, a rumbling vibration resounded!
"No, something is running towards us!" Crowe yelled.

When everyone heard the words, they immediately thought of those zombies, and their expressions changed dramatically.

"Is it a zombie?"

"How many are there?"

They asked one after another.

Everyone didn't doubt Crowe's words. Crowe has some skills. After all, he comes from the oldest Indian hunting tribe.

"It's not a zombie, the sound is a bit like the sound of a hound running." Crowe looked up and said.

"The sound of the hounds running?" Hearing this answer, everyone thought of something, and their faces suddenly became ugly.

Hans asked with a look of doubt: "Do those zombies still have hounds?"

"Idiot, zombies are infected humans, what would happen if the dog was infected!?" Bob roared.

"Zombie dog!" Hans replied subconsciously, and then reacted instantly, panicked.

Zombie dogs are more terrifying than zombies!

At least the speed of zombies is slow. As long as you overcome your fear and have weapons, an ordinary person can kill many people.

But zombie dogs are different. They are agile and difficult to hit with firearms. If they are accidentally scratched or bitten by them, it will be over.

"Boss, what should we do?" Everyone looked at the leader in a panic, letting the leader make up his mind.

"We can't run those four-legged zombie dogs, look for cover and attack!" The leader said in a deep voice.

They are human beings, and comparing their stamina with zombie dogs is all courting death.

Everyone immediately looked for cover, hiding behind stones or trees.

Tens of seconds passed, and everyone felt the ground shake violently.

In sight, a hairless zombie dog appeared a hundred meters away.

The zombie dogs came running following the smell, and immediately found the target behind the bunker.

With a roar, they sped up and rushed towards the humans in an instant.

In an instant, the distance between the two sides was only about 30 meters.

"Fire!" the chief yelled, and pulled the trigger.

"Da da da!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Gunshots rang out, and smoke filled the air.

The few zombie dogs running in the front were instantly smashed into a sieve and fell down.

But more zombie dogs ran on the corpses of their companions and attacked the mercenaries behind the bunker.

"Wang Ho Ho!"

"Ah!"

A zombie dog pounced on Corlis who was hiding behind a stone, and bit him to pieces while the other party screamed.

"Corris!"

Billy roared not far away, pointed his gun at the zombie dog on Corris' body, and kept shooting.

The zombie dog's head was smashed instantly, and then the corpse lay on Corris.

"Corris!"

Billy kicked away the zombie dog's corpse, and found that a large piece of flesh and blood had been bitten off Corris' left shoulder, which was bleeding profusely.

Corris opened his mouth, and his eyes dimmed instantly.

"Corris!" Billy yelled sadly, and suddenly he felt a strong wind in the back of his head and a pain in his neck.

Then he saw a familiar headless body being bitten by a bandaged zombie dog.

"Plop!" Billy's head fell to the ground and rolled a few times.

……

"I'm out of ammo!"

"Ah! Help me!"

"Go to hell, you sons of bitches!"

"Withdraw! Quickly withdraw!"

Leaving dozens of corpses behind, the other mercenaries fled in all directions.

Of course, there are also unlucky ones whose legs are injured, unable to run, and can only wait to die.

Bieber was that hapless guy, he was out of ammo and couldn't escape with a broken thigh.

He was leaning against a tree, holding a tactical dagger in his hand, looking viciously at the eight zombie dogs remaining on the battlefield.

These are the last eight zombie dogs, and also the strongest eight.

"Come on, you bitches!" Bieber growled.

He clenched the dagger tightly, with a look of death on his face, even if he died, he would pull a zombie dog on his back.

Eight zombie dogs were three meters away from Bieber, surrounding him without moving, as if they were waiting for something.

Bieber was starting to lose his hold, and his wound was still bleeding.

He provocatively said: "Hey, you bitches, what are you waiting for! Come and eat me!"

The zombie dogs remained unmoved, surrounded Bieber, and wandered around, not intending to speak at all.

Bieber yelled a few times, but when it didn't work, he had to pick up a stone from the ground and throw it.

The stone hit one of the zombie dogs in the head.

The zombie dog immediately growled at Bieber.

Seeing this, Bieber immediately raised his tactical dagger to guard, but what he didn't expect was that the zombie dog just growled twice and stopped moving.

"What's going on?" Bieber was puzzled.

This group of zombie dogs surrounded him and refused to let him leave. What are they waiting for! ?

At this moment, there was a sound of rustling footsteps.

A figure dressed in black and wearing a Guy Fawkes mask slowly walked out.

"Human!?" Bieber was stunned.

How could someone appear here?And those zombie dogs didn't attack him.

The eight zombie dogs still surrounded Bieber, ignoring the mysterious masked man at all.

The mysterious masked man began to squat next to the corpse of a mercenary, reaching out and groping for something on the corpse.

"Hey! Over there, run, or those zombie dogs will kill you!" Bieber shouted at the figure in the local language.

The mysterious masked man heard the call, looked up at Bieber, then continued to look down at the corpse, ignoring Bieber's intentions at all.

Bieber:"……"

In this way, the mysterious masked man checked all the corpses, and then walked towards Bieber.

Bieber had already discovered something was wrong at this time, those zombie dogs did not attack the mysterious masked man at all.

Instead, he followed the mysterious masked man very docilely.

"Who are you?" Bieber asked with difficulty.

The mysterious masked man did not answer Bieber's words, but looked at the wound on Bieber's leg and said: "You are injured and have been infected with the virus."

The other party's voice was hoarse, and he spoke Chinese.

Bieber didn't answer. Although he has well-developed limbs and looks like a reckless man, he actually has three bachelor's degrees and can speak languages ​​of more than a dozen countries, and it happens that he can also speak Chinese.

"I can cure you." The other party spoke again.

Bieber's eyes widened instantly when he heard the words, full of shock, no longer the previous indifference.