Zombies don't need to rest

The tall zombie who appeared later had grown a thick tail.

Looking at the combat armor calmly, he said, "My friend, you want to take people away without saying a word. Do you think you are Luo Jincheng?"

The combat armor stood there for a long time in silence before making a sound: "He's just a brainwashed child, there's no need to make things difficult for him, right?"

The short zombie has also changed.

The thick and powerful limbs were lying on the ground, the black tail was raised, and the sharp tip of the tail pointed to the position of the combat armor's operating room from a distance, saying: "He doesn't look like a child."

Armor is silent for longer.

It took a long time to answer: "He came into contact with some experimental products that should not appear in society."

The short zombie squinted at him and said, "Then, who let him come into contact with these things? What kind of test object are you talking about?"

The people inside the armor did not speak.

The zombies were not in a hurry, they surrounded him waiting for the answer.

In a corner where no one could see, Jiang Yang stared at the battle armor quietly with his hands in his pockets.

The people present didn't know, but he knew it very well.

This is not a soldier or an older generation of combat armor at all.

This is the serious Hachiben super battle mech.

And his operator is in the cockpit on the upper abdomen of the mecha.

Luo Jincheng.

154 Don't listen to what he says

Zombie living area in the second base city.

Although the siren attracted the guards and a battle armor whose identity was unknown.

But to my surprise, this time the alarm was not notified to the outside people, and the changes in the entire zombie living area were also controlled within the area.

On such a night when the people were living normally, on a street at the edge of the zombie living area, tens of thousands of zombies silently formed a circle.

Standing among them was a battle armor that was only six meters high.

In his hand, he was carrying a strange-looking net bag.

The boy lay inside with his eyes closed, and the blue-purple electric current flashing from time to time indicated that this net bag was not only for fixed functions.

The guards had been notified to withdraw from the zombie living area, while the zombies who received the news were still gathering at the same time.

Jiang Yang stood in an inconspicuous corner and quietly looked at the silent armor.

The mecha that fought Nanguang Wang back then was undoubtedly damaged, because Jiang Yang saw it with his own eyes and had a chance to observe it at a close distance, so he was very sure that it was seriously damaged.

So, is the current one newly provided by the system, or was it imitated by Luo Jincheng, or was it repaired?

After looking at the gathered zombies, Jiang Yang narrowed his eyes and looked at Luo Jincheng who was surrounded in the middle.

If these guys fight him, maybe he can find a chance to test the strength of this thing.

or. . .

kill him?

Jiang Yang couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking his lips, and finally shook his head and gave up.

No one knows what life-saving means the system gave him. The ring that Luo Jincheng killed King Nanguang at the beginning has not yet figured out the reason, so it is inappropriate to do it rashly.

Moreover, what if Luo Jincheng really died and the system ran away or was damaged?

He still has great use and cannot die.

At least not yet.

Jiang Yang resisted the desire to do something, took two steps back, and disappeared in place before more zombies surrounded him.

The members of the guards have been withdrawing from the living area of ​​the zombies, and stopped near the passageway to continue to maintain vigilance.

After a while, the mayor of Base No. [-] and the captain of the General Guard also arrived at the scene.

With the order of the Federal Council Office, they dare not enter the zombie living area for the time being.

However, after learning about what happened at the scene in detail, the mayor sighed: "No wonder I received a message from the Prime Minister directly. This time the incident was really too big."

He looked at the deputy chief who was still wiping away his sweat and asked, "Have you seen the child's appearance clearly?"

The deputy chief nodded: "I can see clearly, but the law enforcement recorder didn't capture the face."

The mayor pondered for a while and said: "You do the portrait, and then ask someone to check it according to age. We are not a tourist city, and the child is probably from us."

The deputy chief gave him a grateful look, got in the car and left.

And it wasn't until the car was far away from the living area of ​​the zombies that he heaved a sigh of relief and sat on a chair as if paralyzed.

He tore off the straps on his combat uniform indiscriminately, took out a cigarette from the inner pocket, lit it, and held it in his mouth.

"Hiss~hoo"

The police officer who was driving took a look at him, and asked in a low voice: "Deputy team, is this not easy to handle?"

The deputy captain smoked a cigarette in silence and lit another before saying, "If you don't handle it well, the zombies can use excuses to make trouble, become independent, and even start a full-scale war."

The police officer who was driving took a deep breath and asked, "So serious? That's a child who hasn't grown up."

The deputy captain opened the car window and let the wind outside blow away the smoke in the car.

Looking at the city as always under the night, he said: "My child, you will tell the truth."

He said with a cigarette in his mouth, "Because he is a child, he has never seen a zombie at all, so what he said can better reflect the current state of public opinion in the Federation."

"At the very least, it can reflect the attitude of his family, school, and educational institution towards zombies."

"Schools are all run by the government. What courses are taught in schools and what textbooks are used are all determined by the federation. Although no one has been willing to accept zombies in the past so many years, no one has ever said it directly in front of zombies. Now it's okay, and all zombies can hear it. gone."

He pressed hard to extinguish the cigarette in his hand and said, "We should have controlled the scene as soon as we received the alarm and told the kid to shut up, but it was too late."

Touching the empty cigarette case, he leaned back on the chair and said, "It can't be helped, who knows that someone will come to the zombies and say such things, and that guy is really just a child?"

The police officer who was driving shook his head: "It feels like it came out of a laboratory, and it's not an ordinary laboratory."

"To shut up!"

The deputy chief interrupted him suddenly, and looked at the driving policeman seriously: "There are some words, don't talk nonsense."

The police officer who was driving realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said, and immediately shut his mouth and remained silent.

The deputy chief closed the window.

He looked back at the zombie living area that had already left.

The mayor said the council office would take care of the matter and all he had to do now was to find out the boy's identity.

Helplessly sighed.

In fact, he is also very clear that the development of public opinion in the past few years will sooner or later lead to the confrontation between humans and zombies.

In these years of work, he will also handle cases related to zombies with great care.

But he also admitted that he had a similar thought in his own mind.

Zombies are terrifying man-eating demons who almost destroyed the world.

In the face of such facts, it is not surprising that public opinion and public attitudes have become what they are today.

He was told this point of view more than once during his formative years, and even during his initial training on the job.

So after he became the deputy chief of the guard and was in charge of the zombie living area, he also used to patrol the zombie living area with his combat armor every day, examining every zombie from the perspective of a prisoner.

But after several years of work, he discovered that this group, which was publicized as the embodiment of evil and crime, was not as terrible as the legend.

In the zombie group, there are a large number of guys who don't care about the external environment and public opinion at all, and concentrate on living in their own world.

In addition, there are a large number of zombies that do not exclude humans.

Only a small group are really dangerous.

But no matter the number or proportion, it is much less than the criminals among human beings.

So in the past few years, he has been unexpectedly relaxed.

So much so that if Jiang Yang hadn't reminded him today, he wouldn't have realized the problems that the boy's words might cause.

Sure enough, people can't be too comfortable.

Sighing again, looking at the police officer who was carefully looking at him through the rearview mirror, he said with a blank expression: "In the future, don't tell outsiders this kind of thing, just know what you think."

The police officer who was driving let out a sigh of relief: "Yes, I understand, thank you, the deputy team."

The deputy chief shook his head and didn't say any more. After the car returned to the general guard, he quickly went upstairs.

Soon they had found out the boy's identity.

The periphery of the zombie living area.

A large number of police officers, vehicles, and armor were parked in the night.

Because of an order from the council office, they didn't turn on the lights.

A group of people just silently guarded the entrances and exits of the zombie living area, like ghosts lurking in the dark night.

After receiving the news, the mayor frowned and looked at the boy's information and materials.

The captain of the guard next to him frowned after reading it and said, "He's just a student with good grades, and he hasn't come into contact with any special people."

The mayor frowned and took a cigarette from the secretary behind him and said, "The more ordinary, the more troublesome."

The captain of the guard was stunned for a moment, then understood what he meant, and asked in a low voice: "Then, mayor, is there any good solution?"

Looking at the information in his hand, the gray-haired mayor quickly searched for key information.

Finally at a certain moment he stopped.

He squinted his eyes and glanced at the quiet zombie living area in front of him and said, "I want to make a phone call. If there is a way, I'm not sure if it will work."

The captain of the guard nodded and left.

After checking the information again, the mayor cleared his throat, took out his mobile phone and called Luo Jincheng.

On the streets of the zombie living area, there were more than 5 zombies gathered in all directions, silently surrounding the battle armor that was only over six meters high.

There are not many zombies.

Because the level is low, they dare not approach at all.

In the arena, the circle closest to the battle armor was surrounded by at least twenty Class A zombies, and they were completely released from the fighting state.

The terrifying coercion made it impossible for zombies below level C to approach here.

So those who gathered were all high-level zombies.

Pairs of red eyes stared at the boy with his eyes closed in the net bag.

The electric current appeared continuously, and at the moment when the sparks flickered, the part of the boy in direct contact with the net bag would turn into silver-white metal, which seemed like an instinct of self-preservation.

The short zombie lay on the ground and looked at the combat armor.

When the other party was still silent, he took a step forward and said, "If you plan to wait for support, then I don't think it's necessary."

He stood up and looked at the zombies around him: "You have heard what this child said, and you have seen his appearance, everyone, what do you think?"

The zombie over two meters tall said with a blank expression: "I don't have any opinion, but this guy killed someone, even if he wants to take him away, he must at least give us an explanation."

The zombie who found the boy first said in a deep voice, "You still want to leave after killing someone? There is no such good thing in the world. Leave him alone."

The tall zombie glanced at him and said, "We have no law enforcement power, this is the Pan-Asian Federation."

The zombie who was reprimanded by him glanced at him quickly, shook his head, took a step back and stopped talking.

And the short zombie returned unceremoniously: "Pan-Asian Federation? What you are talking about is that there is no death sentence. Even if I kill everyone in the entire No. [-] base city now, the final sentence will only be lifelong labor." place?"

He stepped forward, squinted his eyes and looked at the battle armor and said: "And you are a soldier, not a police officer. Since you arrested him, the change of this child is related to the military. Come and tell me, according to the How should we deal with the deliberate killing of people?"

The person inside the battle armor spoke: "He is not from the army, but he just came into contact with something belonging to the army by accident."

The short zombie flicked his tail, and aimed at the driver's seat of the combat armor with the sharp tip of his black lacquered tail that did not reflect any light: "Oh, let's talk about it, what does the military thing mean? What? How did an ordinary child come into contact with this thing?"