In the last days, I became the young former commander

The little nurse surnamed Huang let out a terrified scream, and Dean Wu hurriedly tore off the gauze, and threw the gauze stained with his own blood into the corpses.

As soon as one zombie bit the gauze, another zombie pressed over and tore open the other's mouth, snatching the gauze away.

The group of corpses immediately devoured each other tragically.

Zhang Hua pulled the curtain and covered the entire window.

The roar of the zombies outside the window shook the fragile hearts of several people like thunder.

"It's such a troublesome human being, it's fine if you just follow us honestly..."

UMP9 who left the hospital building complained dissatisfiedly while stabbing the dagger into the zombie's brain.

If she just carried Dean Song on her back, she would not have to risk the car to overturn to drive in with 45 guards.

But the attitude of the other party is too firm, it is not enough not to do so.

This annoyed her a little.

Chapter 260 The fifth blasting art of the saboteur

"Sister 45, are you alright?"

UMP9 shouted anxiously into the tactical headset, she could already feel that the zombies around her were gathering towards this area.

Zombies are extremely sensitive to blood. Moyin once conducted an experiment. Fresh blood was exposed to the air, and zombies in a ten-kilometer area would migrate over. Therefore, the time to evacuate Dean Song is extremely limited. Over time, they will also be in danger.

"I encountered two alienated zombies above the middle level here, which was delayed for some time, and it will take about 5 minutes."

As soon as UMP45's voice fell, UMP9 saw a fat zombie that was festering and dripping slurry walking towards him.

The unknown liquid dripped onto the ground and directly corroded the road under his feet with holes.

Sensing a hint of something bad, UMP9 immediately raised the branded weapon and aimed at the head of the putrid zombie, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

However, what happened next made UMP curse.

"sh|it"

The 9mm caliber bullet pierced into the head of the putrid zombie without hindrance, and the serum layer on the face of the putrid zombie burst open immediately, and a large amount of extremely corrosive slurry splashed everywhere.

Just a drop of UMP9's arm was stuck, and a piece of her coat and high-density nano-simulation skin was corroded in less than a second.

In desperation, UMP9 had no choice but to cut off part of the skin with a dagger.

But the putrid zombies were still moving towards UMP9 and the off-road vehicle unhurriedly, and the 9mm bullets that had been shot into their heads just now didn't seem to have caused any effective damage to them at all.

"Sister 45, there is a very troublesome guy outside. Let's give up on those humans. I'll pick you up now, otherwise we won't be able to leave if it destroys our vehicle."

UMP9 asked into the tactical headset with a headache.

"Aha, your 404 team is nothing more than that! You want to run away when you encounter such a small miscellaneous fish, let you see how powerful I am!"

A loli with white twintails came out from the side of the street, and the howitzers on both sides of her waist sprayed out a fierce tongue of flame at the same time, directly sweeping away the rotting pulp zombies.

The upper body of the rotten zombie fell to the ground, still waving its rotten body and crawling towards UMP9.

But soon the rot on his body corroded a small pit on the road surface, trapping it in the pit.

"Sorry, the help is late, how is your injury?"

Ninety-five style asked with concern.

"It's still possible to fight, but the number of survivors we want to take away exceeds the expected number. There is no place for you in the car. What should we do?"

UMP9 murmured to himself depressedly.

"Don't worry, the saboteur and I came here on a motorcycle. I just parked the motorcycle in a safe place. After escorting the survivors to the car, the saboteur and I will retreat by ourselves."

Ninety-Five Style replied with a smile.

"9, the bait has been set up, you can drive to pick up people, are you not injured?"

The sound of the UMP45 also happens to be coming from the tactical headset.

"Get in the car, get in the car, I'll be there soon!"

UMP9 yelled into the tactical headset and got into the driver's seat, and Type [-] also got into the co-pilot immediately.

"You two go, it's useless for me to go to the corridor, the howitzer may affect you."

The saboteur waved his hand, but didn't get in the car.

The zombies gathered near the inpatient building had been lured by the blood bait arranged by UMP45 and moved to the front of the outpatient building. UMP9 ignored the saboteurs. As soon as the accelerator was stepped on, the engine of the off-road vehicle roared and drove towards the inpatient building.

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"I'll give you 5 minutes to go downstairs and sit in the car immediately. Those who don't get in the car after this time will be eliminated."

UMP45 pushed open the door of the medicine room and spoke.

Dean Song didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, and carefully avoided the zombie corpses in the corridor one by one, and ran downstairs.

The little nurse who ran at the end suddenly let out a scream, and was nailed to the wall by a flesh thorn.

"Save, save me."

Looking at the thorn piercing through his stomach, Xiao Huang begged in pain.

Dean Song stopped in his tracks immediately, and planned to go back to save people with his eyes wide open.

UMP45 just raised the branded weapon in his hand and pulled the trigger, a poignant cloud of blood splashed on the little nurse's head.

"You, you actually killed someone??"

"She has been infected. Do you want to see your former subordinate become a member of the safe and rotten walking dead after experiencing pain? I just relieved her."

"The longer you stay here, the more you will die."

UMP45 said indifferently while waving his dagger to deflect the flesh thorns that rolled towards everyone again.

Dean Song sighed, quickened his pace, and sadly left the building where he had worked for more than ten years.

When Dean Song and the others finally got into the off-road vehicle, a black torrent of corpses also appeared outside the hospital gate.

"It's all your fault, you dawdling fellows. You insisted on waiting for that pregnant woman. We are all in trouble now."

UMP9, who was sitting on the co-pilot, was sweating coldly, looking at the hospital gate that had been completely flooded by the tide of black corpses, and complained in despair.

The power of the off-road vehicle can't crash out of this level of corpse tide. Once it drives in, the speed will be forcibly stopped by the dense corpse tide, and finally it will become a cage.

"Heh heh heh, sure enough the protagonist is going to come out to make a rescue at such a time, cheers for my wit!"

The saboteur walked over triumphantly and said proudly.

"You little dwarf, hurry up and get in the car, we may have to find a weak wall to crash out in a while."

UMP9 pressed the car window and shouted angrily.

"You are the dwarf! It's too much! I obviously worked so hard to place the explosives!"

The saboteur wiped away his tears, took out a small device from under his skirt and pressed it lightly.

Suddenly, everyone in the car felt the world turned upside down, and then saw a small mushroom cloud appearing at the gate of the hospital.

Most of the hordes of corpses that were still invincible before were instantly wiped out. Even the zombies on the verge of the explosion were blown to pieces of arms and legs, unable to move anymore.

"Haha! Destroy! It's art, as expected of me, what a perfect explosion!"

"Oh shit! Shorty! Well done, I love you so much!!"

Feeling the rebirth after the catastrophe, UMP9 shouted excitedly.

"You call me a little man again and I'll blow you up next time!!! I have a good name, Destroyer!"

The saboteur let out an angry growl.

"Okay, okay, you are called a saboteur, you are called a saboteur."

UMP9 said with a smile.

"Then we'll go to the vehicle, and we'll have a round with you later."

Type [-] gently dragged the saboteur towards the explosion area.

"Okay, see you later~"

UMP9 drove the off-road vehicle out of the unrecognizable gate of the hospital that had been blown up by the saboteurs, and set foot on the return journey.

Chapter 260 Six, Ninth Fifth Sister, Reasonable

"Well, I usually think that guy is an idiot, but I didn't expect to be saved because of her."

UMP9, holding the steering wheel, said in a good mood.

"Yeah, I think it's the Ninety-Five Forms that reminded her to do it."

UMP45 said with a smile.

"Hey, why? Does it do her any good? It's best to take the credit for yourself, right?"

"It's very simple. The commander hopes that we can get along well with the iron-blooded tactical figures. They can also provide the commander with combat power, but the two sides are on the opposite side, and it is difficult to work together for a while."

"In the past, the agent had a bit of trouble with M16, which intensified the conflict between the two sides. This has a negative impact on the concentration of combat power. At this time, showing the usefulness of the saboteur to the entire team will make our dolls It is better to accept the iron-blooded figure."

"In addition, the Ninth Five-Year Plan itself is an excellent doll, even if it lacks some credit, it is still an extremely dazzling tactical doll, so she doesn't take this honor so seriously."

UMP45 explained slowly.

"Wow... Miss 45, you think a lot. Why can't I think of it?"

Ump9 admired and praised.

"Hehehe, it doesn't matter, just leave it to me to use your brain. You just need to listen to me obediently. I will definitely let you live to the end."

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two hours later.

UMP45 brought Dean Song to the RV. Dean Song looked at the strange and huge space inside the RV with a look of incomprehension, while Wu Xiaoxi looked around curiously. "

"Although under normal circumstances, an older person like you should be allowed to rest for a while, but our commander is in a very bad condition now. Please treat him first before resting."

Ninety-five elegant requirements arrived.

"Can you give this pregnant woman something to eat? She has only supplemented a small amount of protein during this period, and her physical condition is very bad. I can go and diagnose your commander right away."

Looking at the amiable Nine Five-style, Dean Song gradually dispelled his worries. He felt that a good person like Nine-Five Style should not join forces with bad people. From this point of view, it may be that UMP45's approach is just cold-blooded, but not Not a bad guy with no conscience.

"Of course, you guys, please go to the restaurant with me, and your food and accommodation will be treated as a medical fee paid by us."

Type [-] agreed to Dean Song's request without hesitation.

"Take me to see your patients."

Dean Song nodded and said with satisfaction.

"Doctor, come here."

HK416 dragged Dean Song's arm and hurried to Mo Yin who was lying on the bed.

"Who wants to see a doctor?"

Dean Song looked at G11 who was sleeping with Moyin in his arms and Moyin who was sleeping, and asked with some doubts.

"This, this man."

HK416 quickly pointed to Mo Yin's face.

"Then let this little girl go to another place. It's not easy for me to make a diagnosis when she hugs the patient like this."

Looking at G11 coiled on Mo Yin's body like an octopus, Dean Song wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Hey, Dormouse! Get out of here quickly, the doctor is here to see Silver."

HK416 pinched G11's cheek without hesitation, and rubbed it.

"Well, it's none of my business to see a doctor."

G11 smacked his lips in dissatisfaction, and said in a daze.

"You can't make a diagnosis by hugging other doctors like this, hurry up! Here! Me! Get up! Come!!"

HK416 hit G11's head with a flick of his brain, and G11 immediately sat up and covered his forehead.