Dimensionality Reduction Rolling [Quick Travel]

Seven or eight golden eagles fluttered down from the clouds, their spread wings seemed to be draining the light, and they rushed down bravely like wind and waves. air.

"God..." people exclaimed.

That scene made people feel dry and hot, and I will never forget it in my life.

Someone danced and danced: "It must be our prayers that have ascended to heaven. The kind angels around God, tell Him our humble prayers. The benevolent gods sent apostles to save us."

The believers praise the great Heavenly Father, they don't need gestures to pray, and they all start to chant psalms of thanksgiving, thanks and praise.

For a time, NYC was like a large cathedral, without the roar of zombies, only the praise of psalms.

"God saved us!" was their message.

Then, fighter jets emerged from the clouds, strafing the zombie tide calmly, forming an insurmountable moat with gunfire, stopping the zombies from advancing.

On the fuselage, the five-star red flag is shining brightly.

"..."

Silence is NYC today.

Embarrassing, so embarrassing.It was even more embarrassing when the golden eagle yelled at the fighter jets in the rabbit country and put the rescued people into the city after saying hello.

What god, it is obvious that those golden eagles were trained by Rabbit Country, and it was Rabbit Country who saved their lives.They actually regard the people of the rabbit country as their masters? !

Rather than being grateful for the life-saving grace, embarrassment to the point of scratching their toes is what they think of.I even had the idea of ​​​​hoping that the rabbit country never appeared.

The Deputy Prime Minister of the Diao Kingdom is not as hypocritical as they are.He stroked his mobile phone carefully, the fuselage had been warm in his hand for a long time.Evidence of his contact with the government of the rabbit country is hidden in this mobile phone.

Oh, no, he is not an undercover agent sent by Rabbit Country.He is an authentic native of Diao Nation, and even a supporter of the threat theory of Rabbit Nation.However, you can target the Rabbit Country at any time. If your life is gone, what is the threat of the Rabbit Country? Therefore, after he keenly noticed that something was wrong with the Prime Minister and several members of Parliament, he refused to go to the parliament, hid, and secretly followed The rabbit country contacted - after three days of Tai Chi, and the price that the eagle country had to pay for three days, the head of the rabbit country slowly agreed to send fighter jets to help.

The Deputy Prime Minister took out a crumpled cigarette case from his pocket, poured out one of the cigarettes he was reluctant to smoke because of the end of the world, lit it, and said to himself: "However, the Rabbit Country is indeed a great threat. If it weren't for the end of the world, who would have thought that the Rabbit Country could solve the disaster so quickly and swiftly? There was no riot at all, and there would never be a single person who said that they were not allowed to go out. Protesting does not give them freedom."

He took a puff of the cigarette, smashed the smell of tobacco in his mouth several times, and then reluctantly spit out the smoke ring.

In the White House, the brown-eyed senator never frowned when Rabbit fighter jets appeared on the surveillance.There are some soldiers standing at attention around the round table, and there are councilors sitting around the round table. However, each of them has empty eyes and expressionless faces like dolls, unable to speak or move.

"Tsk, the Rabbit Kingdom has intervened, so my Zombie Kingdom may have to be implemented in another country."

He stood up with a face full of regret, walked out of the conference room, and slowly descended the stairs while holding on to the handrail.

Members of Parliament, soldiers, and the Prime Minister followed behind him.

The congressman opened the gate of the White House, and what caught his brown eyes was not the blue sky and white clouds, but a tall and straight young man with an Asian face and a sharp silhouette.

"A soldier from the Rabbit Kingdom?"

"It's such a rotten smell." Jiang Xingxiu glanced over, "Zombie King?"

The few seconds they stared at each other was extremely long.

Without more nonsense, Jiang Xingxiu moved.The moment he moved, dozens of muzzles pointed in his direction and fired without hesitation.

What was faster was Jiang Xingxiu's movement.He seemed to have a mind reading ability, knowing where the bullets would shoot, he stepped forward obliquely to the right, hooked his hand on his waist, and flipped the pistol into his palm.While avoiding the bullets, he quickly pulled the trigger, firing seven bombs in a row, blowing up the heads of seven "people".

The remaining "people" didn't know what fear was, and were still shooting. The zombie king retreated behind these people, scanning Jiang Xingxiu with greedy eyes.

A person with a better physique in life will be more advanced after being transformed into a zombie. If this person can be turned into a zombie, and he will obey his orders, and when the kingdom of zombies is established, he is willing to make him a prince.

Jiang Xingxiu's heart was displeased by the sticky eyes that seemed to be on him.While squatting down with the other hand, he took out a dagger from his military boots and threw it at the zombie king.

This technique similar to a hidden weapon was learned in the last world. Here, there is no such throwing technique, which is stable and powerful, and can stab the dagger into the tree, leaving only the dagger.

Headshots are required to beat zombies, which is enough to prove that these walking dead are still controlled by the brain-although zombies do not have brains, they have the right to call them brains before solving the puzzle of zombie actions.After all, what if the zombie's brain is not missing, but shrunk so that it is invisible to the naked eye.

Jiang Xingxiu's dagger didn't have a detonator attached to it, so it couldn't crush the zombies to pieces, but with the strength of his hands, it was enough to crush a head.

Once the zombie king dies, the remaining "people" don't move.When Jiang Xingxiu looked around, his body was already completely chilled.

Sure enough, although those people looked like human beings, without corpse spots or walking half-bent, they no longer belonged to human beings.They are all corpses.

However, they are not zombies. Zombies can move by themselves. They must be controlled by the zombie king to move.

The matter seemed to be over. Jiang Xingxiu entered the White House based on the principle that thieves can't get away... bah, they come. They found out the hidden compartments based on experience, and took photos of the documents inside and sent them to the chief.

At the entrance of the White House, the corpse with a dagger stuck in its forehead snapped its arm and pulled out the dagger.

The Zombie King sat up slowly, with five fingers forming claws, inserted it from his forehead, and then took out things from the inside one by one.

First is the rotten brain, which is as thin as cement in the palm of the hand.

Then there were fine pieces of bone, no doubt skulls shattered by the force of the dagger.

Finally, he pulled out a long white worm. Following the appearance of the white worm, the limbs of the brown-eyed man went limp, and the autumn wind blew into the big hole in his forehead.

The white worm lay in the man's palm and did not move. Instead, after losing control, the motionless soldier moved—the most burly one walked towards the man, knelt down on one knee, picked up the white worm, and sent it to the man. to my own head.White Worm drilled a small hole out of his forehead with the efficiency comparable to that of a drilling machine, stretched his body, and squirmed in.The white emulsion gushed out, sealing the hole, and within two seconds, the shell fell off, and the place was already smooth.

The burly soldier's eyes became brighter. He glanced back at the window on the third floor of the White House, stroked his forehead lightly, "Goodbye, soldier of the Rabbit Kingdom."

Just after he turned his head, four small objects suddenly flew out of the window. He didn't realize that they were four steel nails until the objects penetrated into his joints of hands and feet and embedded in his bones.

Four steel nails restrict the movement of this body.If you can't bend your knees, you can't walk, and if you can't raise your hands, you can't open your brain.

Jiang Xingxiu, who finished taking pictures of all the documents of the White House, walked to the Zombie King unhurriedly, "Come back with me?"

The zombie king rolled his eyes.

Seeing that this person is not surprised, could it be that he guessed that he is not dead?

"What if I don't want to?" he asked tentatively.

The man looked at him in surprise: "Of course I'm dragging you back. I'm asking you in a questioning tone, but I'm too lazy to do anything and just let you follow me."

"..." he said in humiliation, "I'll go with you."

Jiang Xingxiu believed that, unlike the ignorance of the orange cat, the zombie king must know how he was transformed, and he might be able to find out the root of the mutation from him.This is why he must bring the zombie king back.

When he went back, he not only brought the Zombie King with him, but also several zombies from the transport plane. Jiang Xingxiu hired the Zombie King with money, so he was not afraid that he would cause trouble on the transport plane.

The zombies were sent to the place where the electricity was generated, and the zombie king looked at the house full of zombies walking backwards on the conveyor belt to generate electricity, and felt creepy.

This is comparable to 716 - working 7 days a week, 16 hours a day.

Moreover, there are no chairs, no kitchen, no bathroom, and there are only conveyor belts in the big room, which is simply crushing!

Better than a bourgeoisie!The zombie king thought angrily.

When asked about the mutation, the Zombie King knew what to do. He closed his eyes and said nothing, showing that he was unwilling to cooperate.

Or, it’s up for grabs.

When Jiang Xingxiu asked him what he wanted with a smile, the Zombie King did not continue to remain silent: "I want to build a country on a piece of land. For example, Diao Kingdom, I think they are just like that. After this incident, they must not trust the government, and they will still shout The government spends taxpayers’ money and does nothing. Most of their country’s elites will be lost. Just give it to me, help me occupy land and build a country, and you don’t have to press a lighthouse on your head, what do you think?”

Jiang Xingxiu answered irrelevantly: "You mean, if we don't meet your request, you won't say a word?"

The Zombie King didn't speak, it seemed that he thought so.

Jiang Xingxiu sighed quietly: "You must have been a scumbag during your lifetime."

Zombie King: "???" No, why did you bring a personal attack?

"What makes you think that we will go to war with a big country for you? Do you think your zombies can destroy the firepower of a big country? You can't even beat the second child, how can you beat the boss? You see them deal with zombies without rabbits Neat, that is the difference between China and the West caused by their policies, if there is external oppression and wants them to subjugate the country, believe it or not, the nuclear bomb will hit your head?"

Jiang Xingxiu looked at him lovingly.Sure enough, people can't become zombies, you see, you can't do without a brain, right?

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it. The gift comes first and then the soldier. The gift is given to you. If you don't accept it, then I will force it."

Jiang Xingxiu patted a few banknotes on his forehead, and said in an amiable tone, "Come on, tell me everything you know."