Rebirth of Fenglai of the Doomsday

The base closest to City S has been very busy these days. Under the leadership of the military, the early spring base has planted a lot of food. The military is very kind to ordinary people, providing jobs as much as possible, and giving ordinary people the opportunity to work in the fields. Chance.

You must know that working in the fields is a good job now. You don’t need to kill zombies, your life is not in danger, and you can still eat a bowl of dry food a day, so you don’t feel hungry.

Everyone in the base knows that ordinary people's life has been much easier since the military took over the base.

"Hey, did you hear that, the military is going to Scheng to look for supplies, and it's recruiting manpower these days!" Two people who had just returned from hunting zombies at the gate of the base whispered.

"Hey, this happened a few days ago. I signed up a long time ago. With the military following me, maybe we can earn more crystals to sell white flour buns for the dolls to eat."

Another strong man had already made a plan. In addition to five spars a day, he would give ten catties of white rice when he came back. This is a good job.

Hei San slammed the document in his hand: "The military is bullying people too much. They decided to go to City S without going through a meeting. This is not paying attention to me."

All the subordinates in the room lowered their heads and did not dare to speak. Glasses frowned and said in a low voice: "Boss, now the base has become a place where the military speaks. It will not be good for us if it continues like this!"

Hei San didn't know that the loss of a batch of munitions made him lose his advantage when forming a team, and he missed a lot of talents with supernatural powers. Now going to S city to collect supplies is an excellent opportunity to win people's hearts. It's so cheap for the people in the military.

"Glasses, you send someone to form a team to follow the military to City S, and you lead this team yourself, so you must bring back more people while collecting supplies.

Today's situation is that power grows out of the barrel of a gun, and we are naturally struggling every step of the way.You don't let me down. "Hei San pondered for a while and finally made a decision.

Glasses is the person Hei San trusts the most. This mission is very important. If Hei San can't get away, he can only send Glasses to carry it out. He doesn't trust others.

"It's the boss, I'm going to prepare." Glasses immediately went down to pick someone.

The mighty vehicles left the base and drove towards City A. Glasses sat in the jeep with his eyes closed and rested, thinking about how to win people's hearts, but he didn't know that he would never return to the base.

A figure jumped from the third floor and fell into the group of zombies. The scene of being eaten by the zombies did not appear, but the zombies around the figure fell under the sword of the figure.

After hearing the news, the zombies swarmed towards the figure, and if one looked at the figure, one would be surrounded by zombies. At this moment, several streaks of jade white floated into the group of zombies, and the figure returned to the third floor without any external force.

Yubai fell into the group of zombies and aroused pieces of lightning. Countless zombies turned into coke and fell down in the lightning. The airflow surged in the place where the lightning was dense, and the zombies were blown into pieces by the airflow. The scene was extremely bloody.

The figure is Ling Yan. His qi training has broken through the fourth floor, and now he can deal with hundreds of second-level zombies alone without any problem.

Yubai is a talisman made by Fenglai from jade. Jade is easy to store spiritual power and the talisman made into it is powerful. The lethality is comparable to a hand grenade. However, it is not easy to make jade talismans. Fenglai only dared to try it after he successfully built the foundation.

Yang Hu looked at the lethality of the two of them and clicked his tongue. Now he has lost his temper after being shocked by countless accidents by Fenglai and Ling Yan, and he can't say anything else.

"It's time to eat!" Du Ting shouted in the kitchen. The four of them have been out for half a month, and tomorrow will be February in the lunar calendar.

"Boss, according to our speed, how long will it take to reach the base?" Yang Hu asked Ling Yan.

Ling Yan thought for a while and said, "At most half a month, if we rush on non-stop, we can reach the base in five or six days."

Yang Hu nodded: "That's good. Apart from the four of us, I have never seen any other living people along the way. I almost forgot what it feels like to be crowded."

Du Ting rolled her eyes at Yang Hu and said, "Squeeze among the zombies? If you're in a panic after eating all day, kill a few more zombies."

Yang Hu's mouth was not as sharp as Du Ting's, and he said something he said casually was really wrong, so he put a piece of meat in Du Ting's bowl and said, "Tingting has worked hard, eat meat."

"It's more or less the same." Du Ting's expression carried the cuteness and cunning of a little girl.After being together for a long time, we treat each other as relatives, and the most authentic side of our character is also shown.

Listening to the bickering between the two, Ling Yan added food to Feng Lai, Feng Lai smiled lightly, the hot soup in Ling Yan's hand was served by Feng Lai long ago, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Feng Lai's mood became more and more relaxed, and Ling Yan felt it too.

In the space, "Ah Jiu, it's time for the people in the base to collect supplies." Ling Yan wiped Feng Lai's hair.

The two had just taken a shower, and their hair was still wet. Although Ling Yan could dry it with spiritual power, Ling Yan liked to rub Feng Lai's hair, so Feng Lai let him go.

After half a year of training, Feng Lai's body has grown a thin layer of muscles, which looks full of strength without aggression. Ling Yan likes it very much.

"There are still three or four days. I don't know who is coming to the council this time." Feng Lai leaned on Ling Yan's shoulder and said lazily, stroking the soft flesh on Ling Yan's waist.

The skin on Ling Yan's body is soft and elastic, Feng Lai likes to play with the soft flesh, especially the arms and waist, Ling Yan is used to it.

"Last time it was Black Three who led the team, and Glasses was the vanguard. This time Black Three has no power, I guess there are more people in the military. Now that Black Three has no power, he will definitely stay in the base to take charge of the overall situation, but Glasses will definitely come back. He is the person Black Three trusts the most."

In the previous life, the person who killed Ling Yan and forced Feng Zi to explode was He Ming, but the one who contributed the most was Hei San.

He Ming is ruthless but lacks strategy. To put it bluntly, he has no brains.

But Black Three is different. Black Three has means and is decisive enough. He Ming's ability to become the top leader of the base in the late end of the world depends on Black Three's plan.

Including bringing down Fenglai's supernatural team, blackmailing Lingyan's reputation, bribing Fenglai's subordinates, and trapping and killing Lingyan, all of these things have the idea of ​​black three.

So, do it all over again, absolutely not let Black Three have a good time.

"Find a chance to get rid of the glasses. I don't know what Hei San looks like without his glasses?" Feng Lai leaned in Ling Yan's arms, drowsy.

"Okay, let's deal with those people brought out by the glasses." Ling Yan picked up Fenglai and put him on the bed, then kissed the corner of Fenglai's lips.

The machine guns kept firing, and the surrounding zombies slowly fell down. The plant-type supernatural beings in military uniforms tried to collect spars from the zombies as much as possible.

Yang Qiao looked at the surrounding terrain with the binoculars and said, "Send down the order to rest here tonight."

Yang Qiao is the overall person in charge of this operation. He is prudent and flexible, and is highly valued by the military.

The long convoy stopped, and the team was divided into nine teams, of which five were from the military, and the rest were self-organized corpse hunting teams.

The glasses team is also counted in the corpse hunting team.

The guards sent out one team each from the army and the corpse hunting team. The others took the time to cook and rest, and some followed the army diligently to pick up crystals.

It's just that half of the crystals picked up must be handed over to the military. This is a rule. The military should give out ammunition to open the way to kill zombies, so it should be half of the crystals.

Glasses squinted his eyes and wore a gentle smile as he shuttled through the corpse hunting team. From time to time, he inquired with the squad leaders about the equipment of the corpse hunting team, and inquired about the situation of the army without any trace.

It's just that the military's secrecy work is very good, and the corpse hunting team doesn't have much useful information, which makes Glasses a little anxious.

After going out for five or six days, the military did not find any useful news, and the supernatural beings were not recruited, so Glasses decided that the journey might not be so easy.

However, he was not in a hurry. The corpse hunting team hadn't suffered any casualties yet, and it would be the best time to recruit talents when they actually entered the city and demonstrated their equipment strength during the battle.

Those who survived the battle were capable. Glasses'er saw that most of the corpse hunting team's equipment was not as good as his own. When the time came, the equipment and the spar's temptation, coupled with Black Three's status in the base, Glasses'er didn't believe that no one would take refuge.

The smile on the corner of the mouth of the glasses is still gentle, but his eyes are full of haze when he glances over the army, making people understand that he is not as easy to talk as he looks on the surface.

Yang Qiao naturally has the information on the glasses. Looking at the figure shuttling in the crowd, Yang Qiao smiled disdainfully and said, "Keep an eye on him, and tell me immediately if there is anything."

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