The end of the world starts from the zombies

Chapter 220
There was a lot of commotion in the entire base, and the total number of people who were arrested, including those who were suspected, had exceeded [-].

This proportion is already very scary, which also makes Liu Qing suspect that many people were bought by the Zero Organization.

But in the end, he found that this was actually due to the different division of labor. For example, the No. [-] Special Operations Force was responsible for killing ordinary people, while the Survival Army was responsible for the monitoring and defense of the periphery, so as to avoid the emptiness of the defense of the wall and let the people organized by Zero There is an opportunity to take advantage of.

A week had passed since the eradication of the internal response, and the door of Liu Qing's room was knocked open early in the morning.

"Xiao Liu, it's me." A thick voice came from outside the door, and Liu Qing, who was accelerating the development of the elemental power in his body, walked over immediately.

Then he saw Yin Guoping's figure.

"Uncle Ping?" Because of the relevant notice from the base, a reasonable reason is required to go out before the hunting competition, so the entire second special warfare team can only stay in the dormitory, looking at the boring living room.

This was actually the good intentions of Long Qijun and others. After the previous trial competition, rewards including transformations were distributed, and the team members did not have to go out all the time for fear of being captured by the restless Zero Point organization.

Staying in the dormitory like this, you can better adapt to your own strength, and you can only have good skills if you work hard. It can be said that the words are not rude.

"Is there something wrong with Uncle Ping?" Liu Qing looked at Yin Guoping, and found that his expression was unnatural, much more haggard than before.

"Come in and do it."

"it is good."

After reaching the sofa in the living room, Yin Guoping said slowly, "The reason why I came to see you this time is because Yueyue has something to tell you."

He paused, "This time the medical assessment is not right, because you have familiarized yourself with the equipment in advance, and she just squeezed in, besides."

"In addition, the communication equipment of the base has just been set up. At least there is no problem with the communication in the base. Wu Yue brought it to you because the team has remaining mobile phones, so that we can communicate better in the future."

Seeing this, Liu Qing unceremoniously took the phone over.

It is indeed much more convenient to have an extra mobile phone. Although he already has one, the mobile phone developed by the base is different from other mobile phones in terms of practicality after all.

"I know about this. Yueyue works hard outside and is relatively young. Uncle Ping, you are too old. You should take care of each other." He spoke out about his favoritism, but in the end he still couldn't speak.

After entering the base for more than three months, due to the situation, the two of them couldn't talk about the past, and they couldn't speak for a while.

"How is that Aunt Ping? Uncle Ping sees that you are quite fond of him." Sensing Yin Guoping's depressed mood, Liu Qing asked.

These words seemed to hit his heart. Yin Guoping opened his mouth and spoke with some hesitation: "She got sick recently and is very unwell, so she needs to stay in the hospital for a while."

"What disease?"

"It is a disease that has never been seen before. It is still being diagnosed. Many people near the tea garden have been infected," Yin Guoping said slowly: "My personal constitution is relatively good, and the antibodies will be over once I get rid of it, but I still have it." Some people fall ill and close their eyes after a reasonable step of recuperation."

Liu Qing's eyes widened. Such an incident happened at the base, but he didn't know it at all.

"Uncle Ping, do you know the infection rate of this disease?" Liu Qing asked.

Yin Guoping said seriously: "The scope of the disease's infection has also been mentioned on the radio. Generally, there is no problem with infection, but some people have weak resistance. You don't have to worry about it. Although she is young, she is in good health. It's on."

Liu Qing nodded, "Uncle Ping, have you found any news about your son?"

"I don't know the specifics, but it should be together with Wu Yue's mother, and they are all in the Eastern Province, but the situation of her father is not clear."

Regarding what happened recently, the two talked eloquently. In the end, Liu Qing saw Yin Guoping's difficulties, paid some work points, and went to the exchange point to exchange some special effects of heart-resisting pills, as well as some high nutritional value, which has the effect of exercise. The potion was given to Yin Guoping.

After sending Yin Guoping away, Liu Qing frowned slightly. To him, these things were nothing, but since Yin Guoping came into contact with Aunt Ping, he seemed to be a different person, a little out of his mind.

"After the hunting competition is over, I will investigate carefully to see if Aunt Ping is a ghost." Thinking so, Liu Qing locked the door and continued to practice in the room.

Since the fusion and use of the power of various elements, his heart has been separated from the previous world, and he faintly feels like he is practicing the Dao.

All things lead to the same goal by different routes, in fact, it is normal to have these elements.

During the period of accepting this fact, he not only placed the fire and thunder attributes in his body, keeping the power of the five elements intact, but also acquired a new skill, which is fire plus wind.

Because it is an element with strong attributes, this skill can be sent out. When combined, it can absorb the moisture of the opponent during the battle, and burn a forest very quickly.

In addition, he also accepted the rewards of the air-breaking system and special transformation, and his own exoskeleton was placed on the hind legs and buttocks to facilitate the explosive speed.

Coupled with the hollowing out of specific bones, his speed has now reached a terrifying situation.

Compared with the last test, it has nearly doubled. The speed of 62 mph is directly twice as fast as Zhang Zhouming's speed.

So, when encountering an enemy he can't beat, he can run away directly. The double transformation plus the bonus of wind attribute, even the fourth-level executioner Zombie King, can't help him.

"What is above the executioner?" Sitting quietly on the ground, realizing that the amount of elements in her body was low, Liu Qing calmed down and began to practice.

He has a lot of work points. In the exchange department, he can exchange them for the corpses of some zombies with specific attributes. In this way, he can completely enlarge the elements and guide them out to form a new skill.

For him, this week has been the most transformational week of all time.

At the same time, one day after the base eradication operation, Mou Yang, the captain of the First Special Operations Brigade, inserted a square object into the USB flash drive in the special dormitory on the other side of the base.

A file appeared on this simple computer screen, and Mou Chong opened it.

He stared at the screen coldly, wondering what he was thinking.

The picture began to appear. This perspective was that of his nephew Mou Duchong. For some reason, his memory fragments were erased from half a month ago, and the rest was normal life.

The length of the video was about three hours, and it was sent from the other side after extensive editing.

In the first clip, Mou Douchong looked in the mirror and repeatedly scratched a human-shaped doll on the face with a knife, his eyes were full of hatred.

In another clip, a strange letter appeared in front of him, and while he was flipping through it, the text on the letter was also displayed on the computer screen.

Mu Yang looked at the letter and found that it was written with a bunch of incomprehensible words, and there was a sentence attached to it: Is it a deal?

The two seem to be making a deal.

The hand holding the pen trembled slightly. Although he couldn't see Mou Douchong's expression, Mou Yang knew that he was very excited at this moment.

Then came the daily activities, and the scene of observing the team from the dark.

It seemed that he was spying on someone and had some plans.

This clip doesn't seem to be anything special. Mou Yang looked at it and became a little impatient, so he used the mouse to control and push the progress to the end.

The screen changed again, Mou Duchong and the person who assassinated Hu Pengqi met outside the base, the two were discussing something, and finally the screen ended.

Watching the video repeatedly, Mou Yang's face was filled with uncertainty. After all, he still felt a little sorry for his nephew who had just died.

This is the only son of his dead brother. He has lost his father since he was a child, and his mother even remarried someone else.

"It's just his own problem. He wants to take revenge on others if he can't defeat them. He's too small-minded." Mou Yang sighed inwardly and turned off the video.

But after sitting on the chair for a while, he began to fidget, and his tall and strong body stood on the seat, which seemed a little out of place.

However, it seemed that someone was inducing his nephew. Who could be the person who sent the envelope? Is it the beasts from the Zero Point organization, or is it actually someone from the base.

Thinking like this, his mind became more active, and he gradually connected with his previous memories, forgetting all the things he had to do at the moment.

Finally, his face twitched slightly, and then the corners of his mouth twitched, and tears overflowed from his eyes.

Alas, this was the only child of his dead brother. Now that something like this happened, how could he explain to the person who had always helped him and promised to take good care of his son.

After thinking like this for a while, after half an hour, Mou Yang walked out of this quiet office, turned around and walked towards the strategic headquarters of the base.

He wanted to go through the entire memory fragment to find out who sent the letter and caused his nephew to die directly.

Even he, who always thought he was fair, did not expect that in his heart, a heart that harbored a grudge against Long Qijun had quietly stirred up.

On February 25, it was less than four days before the hunting competition started.

Zhang Zhouming and Yang Fengzheng were discussing something in an underground cave a kilometer away from No. [-] base, their faces were calm.

Yang Feng didn't know when he put on the black windbreaker, the scar on his face was still ferocious.

"The quasi-tyrant will be in place tomorrow. If you want revenge by then, you must kill that guy quickly. Otherwise, when Mou Yang and that fat old man come over, you will both die." Yang Feng looked in front of him and bowed his head in silence. Zhang Zhouming, who had become weird, said.

Zhang Zhouming, who didn't know when he got out of the base and how he got here, stood there and nodded slightly, his eyes a little dead silent.

"The action must be successful, it's about your life and mine," Yang Feng sighed, "Now the general situation is set, if we can't obey the army's southward movement, neither of us can live long."

It seemed that after receiving some news, Yang Feng became depressed.

At the same time, a huge corpse with a height of two and a half meters was lying on the stone bed behind the two of them.

Even if it is a dead body, it can't cover up the majestic elemental energy around it.

These energies surround the surroundings, leak out and hang on the stone bed. After a long time, the soil on it has covered the stone bed.

This somewhat swollen body was the quasi-tyrant.

Before reaching the level of a tyrant, the elements of its body have been controlled almost perfectly, and its every move exudes an aura of madness.

And this kind of aura is exactly the earth and darkness with the most elements in Liu Qing's body.

In the cave, Zhang Zhouming stared at the corpse coldly, as if he saw it standing up and roaring around.

Then the corner of his mouth moved slightly.

It's nothing to trample on me and let my mentality collapse. What you have to pay is your life.

As soon as the time turned, another two days passed, and it was approaching the sixth month of the zombie era.

But as luck would have it, a murder suddenly occurred in the base one day before the hunting competition began.

A grassroots officer in charge of managing and operating the procedures of the special forces, a referee in black, died suddenly at home.

No one knew the cause of death. There were no external injuries and no detectable presence of poison. It was as if he had fallen asleep out of thin air.

Long Qijun was furious about this matter at first, but after he came to his senses, he slowly stopped and thought about who did it.

After all, the referee's death symbolized the omissions in the security of the base. In other words, the murderer could attack anyone in the base without being investigated.

"There was no poisoning, no external injuries, it can only be affected by mental strength." Thinking this way, Long Qijun stood in the office and looked into the distance.

"An outsider broke into the base again? Forget it, when the memory search technology matures and the tide of zombies goes south, then the north and south fronts will be opened directly. After the main players are captured, the organization can be dug out by the roots."

Thinking this, he closed his eyes, the muscles on his face were calm, and his expression was very peaceful.

When investigating the cause of the black referee's death, some people also went to investigate whether he had any quarrel with anyone. However, they found that the man in black clothes usually stayed in the dormitory and had little communication with his colleagues. What he was doing was... Most of it is just work.

For example, host the trial competition of the second special operations team, and host the competition for the rewards of the air-breaking system.

And when necessary, shout the slogan to stop the game.

Of course, he also had certain criticisms, including the need to maintain order on the field and the inability to laugh out loud at those who failed.

(End of this chapter)