Apocalyptic Red Alert

When the Terminator arrived at Han Feng's side, the gene-quick recovery potion had already appeared in his hand.

In order to facilitate the Terminator Ghost, Han Feng took the potion on his own initiative. At the same time, he stood up to make room for him and stood aside to watch.

The Terminator knelt on one knee on the ground, holding the magnetic infantry's shoulder with his left hand, and holding the portable Tesla coil with the other hand, and "gently" pulled it...

"Bang! Bang! Hiss..." The connection point of the heavy armor broke, making a sharp metal scratching sound.

Next, with a burst of sparks and lightning, the magnetic infantry's weapon was successfully "unloaded..."

The magnetic infantry's right arm without the weapon still had insulation lining and sponge lining left. Although the skin was not exposed, this little material was not difficult for Han Feng.

"Boom..."

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The Terminator threw the Tesla coil in his hand to the ground, then stood up and stood still, waiting for the next order.

"Ghost, enter combat mode! Attack the target yourself!" Han Feng walked forward and re-issued the attack order.

After receiving the order, the red lights in the Terminator's eyes lit up, and then turned and rushed into the zombies...

Running to the side of the magnetic infantry, Han Feng crouched down. Using telekinesis, he pulled out a silver wing.

"Swish..." The sharp edge of the silver wing gently scratched the right arm of the magnetic infantry, cutting open the clothes.

"It will be fine soon... It will be fine soon..." Han Feng muttered while taking out the recovery potion.

While injecting, Han Feng asked Luna in his mind, "Luna, how long will it take for him to recover?!"

"Report to Captain Han, the preliminary estimated time is one hour and thirty-six minutes.

"Huh..." After listening to Luna, Han Feng breathed a sigh of relief... thinking that as long as Luna can give a specific recovery time, it means that the magnetic infantry will not die.

It takes 1,500 gold coins to summon a magnetic infantry, and it takes 20,000 gold coins to make a gene-rapid recovery potion... In order to save the magnetic infantry, Han Feng spent thirteen times the price!

This is not stupid... but Han Feng would rather spend "wasted money" than let anyone around him fall.

Standing up, Han Feng stared at the magnetic infantry lying on the ground...

"Telekinesis! Start! ! "After spitting out these three words, the magnetic infantry slowly rose into the air and hovered in front of Han Feng.

Then, Han Feng "held" the magnetic infantry and slowly moved towards the armored vehicle outside the cinema.

In order to avoid himself from falling into mental exhaustion, Han Feng had to take back the seven customized weapons. Now on the battlefield, only three silver wings are killing zombies. And... the speed is not as fast as before.

Without most of the silver wings killing, the zombies' pressure suddenly decreased and they poured out.

The Terminator alone could not stop these "desperate" zombies. Some of the zombies that rushed out of the "defense line" beside the Terminator also attacked Han Feng.

Han Feng had no choice but to take back the three silver wings to deal with these "small fish and shrimps". At the same time, he prayed in his heart that the Terminator could hold on for a while... and prayed that there would be no more level 4 zombies!

Quickening his pace, Han Feng staggered towards the sabertooth armored vehicle.

It was only a distance of more than ten meters, and Han Feng gritted his teeth and persisted for two minutes before he reached it.

"Huh! "Hu! Hu!..." After successfully sending the magnetic infantry into the cabin, Han Feng held the door and gasped.

At this time, whether it was due to lack of physical strength or mental exhaustion, Han Feng only felt that his eyes were black. His footsteps also seemed to fall...

"Dingdangdang..."

Suddenly, a silver wing fell to the ground in mid-air, making a series of crisp sounds. And the other two... also seemed to fall to the ground!

But Han Feng seemed to be unaware and had no intention of looking back... because his eyes had begun to have a blurred meaning. Mental power was about to run out.

"Bang! Bangbang!"

In the distance, three sniper rifles fired at the same time! Sniper killed the three level 3 zombies behind Han Feng who were preparing to attack! The danger was lifted...

"Awake" by the harsh gunshots, Han Feng turned around in horror and looked at dozens of zombies running towards him with their fangs and claws bared.

"Roar! Roar! Roar! !" The zombies' roars were more excited than the last.

"Telekinesis! "Start!!!" In a hurry, Han Feng used his telekinesis to move the three silver wings on the ground!

"Scream!!!" The three silver wings disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the next second, the zombie in front of him was separated from his head and body and fell to the ground!

"Bang..." Han Feng closed the door of the armored vehicle, then raised his leg to step over the zombie on the ground and walked towards the stairs...

Han Feng's two nostrils, like a leaking water pipe, dripped on his clothes, the ground... and shoes. Although his eyes were exhausted, his resolute look could still burst out from his pupils.

Because Han Feng knew...the ghost was still inside!

"Tap...tap. "As he climbed higher and higher, Han Feng saw the scene in the cinema.

At this time, the number of zombies in the cinema hall had obviously decreased sharply. There were less than fifty zombies fighting the Terminator.

Seeing this, Han Feng found a clean place. After kicking away the broken glass, he sat down on the ground... thinking that at this position, even if a level 3 zombie suddenly rushed out, the sniper in the distance could provide support in the first time! Not to mention the silver wing protecting his body.

Having a moment of free time, Han Feng hurried to recover his mental strength. The silver wing was put into Han Feng's belt. He only kept one in his hand for emergency.

Because Han Feng sat motionless and didn't make any sound. So the zombies' attention naturally ignored him...

A few minutes later, all the zombies in the cinema hall were killed! The Terminator, on the other hand, maintained its offensive posture, its head constantly turning, scanning its surroundings...

After more than ten seconds, the Terminator Ghost changed its posture, stood upright, and released the attack mode.

Seeing this scene, Han Feng couldn't believe it... because the Terminator could scan the zombies behind the wall! But at this time, he automatically released the attack mode. Does this mean that there is no danger in this cinema? !

After getting up doubtfully, Han Feng walked into the cinema...

Smelling the nauseating smell of blood, Han Feng quickly took out his cigarette and lit one, trying to cover up the unpleasant smell.

"Ghost, activate follow protection mode and follow me." Walking in front, Han Feng casually ordered.

The two of them walked towards the dark depths of the cinema...

Taking out his mobile phone, Han Feng turned on the "flashlight". Instantly, the originally dark environment became brighter.

"Ghost, remember to scan this place at any time. If you find zombies, switch to attack mode immediately!" Han Feng, who was walking in front and still a little worried, said...

"Okay, Captain Han." The cold mechanical voice came out of the ghost's "mouth", and Han Feng felt a little awkward...

According to the location of the supply box displayed on the radar, Han Feng approached slowly and cautiously...

When the dark passage came to an end, Han Feng turned left...

"Fuck!!!" Suddenly, Han Feng was startled by the sight in front of him!

In an environment where there is no electricity in the whole city! There was a glimmer of light coming from the auditorium No. 8! Could it be that... someone is showing a movie? ! Isn’t this nonsense? !

What’s even more bizarre is that the location of the supply box happens to be in Auditorium No. 8!

Staying where he was, Han Feng held his mobile phone in one hand and held the silver wing in the other...

"Gulu..." Han Feng drooled and looked at the Terminator beside him...

The ghost still maintained the following protection mode, and its head was constantly scanning the surroundings. This situation means that there are no zombies and dangers within the warning range.