This wave of zombies will not work [End Times]

"Liang Bing?" This was the first time Zou Lang heard Mijingtang mention this name.He has not been in Division K for a long time. Division K now has thousands of people, and he has not recognized many of them.

Mijingtang said: "It's a major who was transferred from other units to Division K after the end of the world. I once carried out a mission with him."

Zou Lang took a look through the binoculars, and the person who spoke just now had already entered a building, "So you mean that someone in Wei Lin's team may have defected?"

It was difficult to explain the serious casualties of eight special forces in such an operation, but once someone in the middle responded internally, the situation became much more reasonable.

They were not completely killed by the destruction faction and zombies, but by the guns of their companions.When your comrades turn their guns, this in itself is a difficult thing to guard against, enough to deal a devastating blow to a team internally.

Mijingtang lowered his head solemnly. If Liang Bing was a destroyer, then this match would be even more difficult. He is more familiar with Division K's habitual style of play. Facing such an enemy who knows himself and the enemy, what should he do? How to win?

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the Destroyer base below.

Mijingtang felt his heart shrink suddenly as if he had received some kind of induction, and he couldn't stand upright.Zou Lang hastily grabbed him.Under the moonlight, Mijingtang's face became paler, he shook his head, and pushed Zou Lang's hand away, "Leave me alone, just stare down."

Zou Lang hurriedly picked up the binoculars. In the base of the Destroyers below, people were rushing in and out. Not long after, someone transported some things in huge barrels and entered one of the rooms.

Zou Lang was very familiar with those buckets, they were food buckets for feeding zombies.Judging by the amount, one of the zombies inside should be a big one.

After a while, the chaos below became quiet, and some staff transported some empty barrels out again.According to He Ye and Xu Yun's records yesterday, it was time to go to bed again.

Mijingtang's expression finally returned to normal. Seeing that there was nothing wrong here, the two of them returned to the tent again.

"Instructor, did you feel anything just now?" Zou Lang turned on the flashlight, let Mijingtang sit on the marching bench, half knelt down, and held his cold hand in his hand to warm him, Mijingtang's body temperature became even lower , holding his hand in his hand, like holding ice, Zou Lang felt a little distressed.

Mijingtang lowered his head and blinked his eyes. He stretched out his finger, pointed Zou Lang's palm, and told him the truth, "There is a zombie there, and it may be much higher than me."

Ever since he entered the mountain, he had this feeling, that feeling of being suppressed.The zombie should have woken up just now, and then fell asleep again after eating, and he sensed it from such a distance.This kind of level suppression is natural and uncontrollable. Although he can resist with willpower, he was caught off guard just now, and it still had a certain impact on him.

From the beginning of the end of the world, from the first ordinary mutated zombies to the increasingly larger and more bizarre mutated zombies, they have experienced many trials of life and death.

The level of zombies is always evolving. The whole system is like a pyramid. As time goes by, the level of zombies will get closer to the top of the pyramid. They don't know, maybe Fang Yazhou doesn't know, what will evolve What a monster.

Zou Lang sighed. If he was going to face a powerful zombie monster, Mijingtang would definitely rush up first. Now he is more sure of killing the zombie than others, which means he will be even more dangerous.

Although Mijingtang is now semi-zombified and has used R potion to speed up recovery, this does not mean that he can be invincible. He will still hurt and bleed when he is injured.

Zou Lang held Mijingtang's hand tightly, he didn't want to think about it anymore, and said in a hoarse voice: "You must not leave me alone, and you must not act recklessly." But he was not sure about this battle. What will happen, he still has the serum in his arms, and the nameplates of the two people are hanging around his neck, and he feels that the responsibility is extremely heavy.

Looking into Zou Lang's eyes, Mijingtang suddenly pulled his cold hand from his palm and pinched his cheek lightly, "I should remind you of this sentence."

Zou Lang snorted unconvinced, and took his hand to rub against his lips, the newly grown stubble tickled Mijingtang a little.The originally slightly heavy atmosphere eased a lot under this pinch.

Then Mijingtang comforted Zou Lang and said, "I think they shouldn't release this zombie at will, because non-intelligent zombies attack indiscriminately, and they rarely recognize their master."

Once such terrifying zombies are released, they may not necessarily wipe out the enemies as they thought, and they are more likely to turn their heads and bite their masters.

The zombie raised by the opposition may be used as the last hole card, or it may have some special purpose.

Zou Lang nodded, then straightened his sleeping bag and said, "Instructor, go in and lie down first, and I'll go out to have a look." Zou Lang tried desperately to warm Yujingtang, and it was useless to keep him warm. Note to the Destroyers, they cannot start a fire, the only tool for lighting is a flashlight, and they need to be carefully lit in an opaque tent.

Mijingdou nodded, and got in with his clothes on. His teeth touched and his body trembled slightly. He felt colder in the night, and this feeling was worse outdoors than indoors.The seemingly endless coldness turned into a poisonous snake, entangled him tightly, and the coldness was a kind of venom, which had already been injected into his body, turning the blood into ice.

Mijingtang had never been to such a northern place, so he didn’t know if it was like this in the past. At this moment, he felt that the coldness seemed to deprive him of his ability to think, and gave him an urge to escape, to go to Going to a warm place, it seems that as long as you walk forward without getting tired, everything will get better.

He knew that it was not what he wanted, but the instinct of the zombies was dominating him.

It stands to reason that the tide of corpses will not come in a month, but his body is more sensitive than ordinary zombies, and he felt the chill earlier.

At this time, it was late at night in City B. After entering October, the weather was finally not so hot. With two rains, it could already feel that winter was coming. Due to the location of City B, there are almost no spring and autumn seasons. It seems that summer is over, and it turns into winter overnight.

The communicator beside the table rang suddenly, and Zou Fang picked it up. The call was from Fang Yazhou. His voice was as cold as ever, "Mr. Zou, have you read the latest report here?"

"Not yet," Zou Fang apologized slightly, "The recent zombies are like voles in the ground, they all suddenly came out." He looked at the task schedule of the entire division as he spoke, and was tortured to the point of Desperate.

Fang Yazhou on the phone said leisurely: "Because the zombies are going to spend the winter too, they will increase their appetite because of the cold weather, go to hot places, and demand more flesh and blood. This is the nature of zombies. This year's zombie tide has not yet come."

"Recently, the military department is preparing to hold a contingency meeting on the corpse tide, and the meeting is scheduled for three days later." For this meeting, Zou Fang just sat in on it. He had heard before that a relevant contingency plan was being drafted. The army in the north is naturally responsible for the tide of corpses.As an elite team like Division K, everyone is precious, and they only need to be dispatched when they are going to perform special tasks.

Zou Fang looked at the calendar, it has been a few days since Mijingtang and Zou Lang set off.He took a breath and said again: "I hope that Zou Lang and the others can successfully complete the task, and I also hope that Wei Lin is still alive."

The task time limit is 30 days, but that is the latest time limit, it is best to be able to complete the task ahead of schedule.

If Wei Lin's team hadn't made a mistake, the current communication would have been restored. The military chose to ask them to make amends at this time, in order to restore normal communication before the tide of corpses came.

The interruption of satellite information means that the scale and downward direction of the corpse tide cannot be monitored through satellite images, which is greatly detrimental to dealing with the corpse tide.

When a wave of corpses forms, nothing is more timely and accurate than satellite early warnings.

"With Mijingtang following, it should go well." Fang Yazhou said, he gave Mijingtang an excellent affirmation.

Zou Fang said: "I will read the report. Is there anything else?"

"No more, oh, I still have to say, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival." Fang Yazhou's voice came.

Zou Fang was slightly taken aback before saying, "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

He even forgot that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

After hanging up the phone, Zou Fang rested his chin on his hand and looked at the moon outside the window.In these last days, countless families have been separated.On such a day, all his relatives are separated, but they are all fighting for the end of tomorrow.

Afterwards, his eyes swept over the map hanging on the wall, and his eyes fell on the small town of Rama, where nature formed a gourd-shaped terrain, which was easy to defend and difficult to attack. In history, this was the land of military strategists. The battleground.Zou Fang suddenly felt vaguely that he seemed to have missed something, but there were too many recent events, and all the information was gathered together, so that he had no time to look around, and he didn't know what information he had missed.

Perhaps it was too quiet recently, which made him start to worry a little bit.

After pondering for a moment, he finally rubbed his forehead with his fingers and gave up guessing.

The author has something to say: On an important festival like the Mid-Autumn Festival, Comb invited He Ye, Xu Yun, Gu Pingjiang and Lu Ge to dinner.

During the banquet, in accordance with the principle of gossip not present, the emotional life of Zou Lang and Mijingtang was thoroughly discussed except for military aircraft.

It was only then that Comb realized that he had been eating dog food, and said regretfully, "Why do all the good men belong to others? This situation has not changed in the last days." There was a little daughter's Sichun's tone in those words.

Xu Yun patted his chest and said, "I, Xu Yun, are single, let's find out."

Before, Gong Qianye had just rejected him because she was too busy with work and had no time to fall in love.The nickname is the old hooligan, how can he bear it if he hasn't broken his relationship?

Comb glanced at him, and immediately said that he would devote himself to the construction of the last days, "We killed a few pheasants today, and it would be more practical to study how to cook chicken stewed mushrooms tomorrow."