In the last days, I became the young former commander

The architect shook his head like a rattle.

"Then I will give you three, otherwise this matter will be out of the question. I have to take the risk on my side. You just need to come to me to get it if you want to eat."

The saboteur said firmly.

"Okay then... I'll be three and you seven."

Seeing that the saboteur had said nothing, the architect had no choice but to agree.

Soon the vandals climbed into the car full of chocolates, and the chocolates in the car disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Just when both of them were focusing on the chocolate in the car, a thorn suddenly brushed past the architect, and then dexterously hooked back around the architect's waist. A huge force came, and then he was pulled to the ground by his tongue, and was dragged five meters away in just two seconds.

"Destroyer help, save me, save me, save me, save me!!!!"

The panicked architect struggled frantically on the ground.

Hearing the architect's cry for help, the saboteur turned around quickly, then picked up the howitzers on both sides of his body and fired at the zombies with fleshy spikes in the distance.

"Destroyer, what are you doing, Destroyer! You didn't hit it with bullets, why did you greet me!"

Feeling the rain of bullets above the head, the architect shouted in shock, the howitzer of the saboteur is extremely powerful, even if her skin is strengthened into a polymer nanocomposite material by the silent silver, she will be seriously injured if she is hit by a single shot.

She even wondered if the saboteur planned to kill herself in order to swallow the whole cart of chocolates.

"It's annoying! Shut up! It's too far away and I can't hit it!!!"

The saboteur yelled anxiously, stopped the howitzer and ran towards the architect.

"Help!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The entire area resounded with the architect's piercing scream.

A few seconds later, the pulling force from his body suddenly stopped, and the architect immediately crawled towards the destroyer with hands and feet.

"I said... This is just a primary alienated body stinger. Even if you are pulled over, it may not be able to scratch your skin. If you give it a knife, it will die... As for asking for help..."

Moyin's helpless voice came from behind him, and the architect stood up quickly, and when he looked back, Moyin was standing in the distance, and beside his feet was a dead primary alienated body stinger.

"Ahahahahaha, I was scared by being trapped for a while. I didn't have time to see what level of zombie the other party is. If this is a high-level alienated body, I will die."

The architect said with a look of embarrassment.

"Okay, then you two be careful, I'll go back to the area I'm in charge of searching first."

Moyin waved the high-frequency particle vibrating knife in his hand, flung the zombie's blood on the ground, then turned and left.

"Huh, it's so dangerous, so dangerous, I almost confessed."

The architect wiped the cold sweat from his brow.

"Why are you in such a panic, the commander said that even if you get slapped, you won't break your skin."

"I mean almost got killed by your howitzer!!!"

The architect punched the saboteur angrily.

"What are you doing! You bastard, do you want to fight!! Obviously you asked me for help! You are still hitting me now!"

The saboteur punched the architect in the stomach.

The two immediately wrestled together.

Two 10 minutes later.

"Hey, saboteur, agent, what are you two doing? The progress of the two of you is completely behind."

The agent's cold voice came from the tactical headsets of the two.

The saboteur and the architect hugged and wrestled with each other at the same time.

"Ahahahaha, we will catch up right away. We encountered an alienated zombie before and it took us a lot of time to deal with it."

The architect replied with a dry smile.

"Didn't the commander say that if there are alienated zombies, they should report them to Griffin's sniper unit, and they will be responsible for handling them?"

"Ah, didn't I look at me and the saboteur, and thought that the firepower of the two could kill each other easily, so I didn't ask Griffin's tactical doll for help."

The architect quickly explained.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and catch up, the commander is a little worried about you."

The agent interrupted the communication after speaking.

"No more fights, no more fights, I admit my mistake, I know your intentions are good, let's collect the chocolate and run away."

"You beat me! I don't want to share your chocolate!"

The saboteur angrily got up from the ground and patted the dirt on his body.

"Don't say that, if you don't give me the chocolates, I'll run to tell the commander and the agent that you don't want to keep these chocolates then."

"The two of us are in a relationship where one prospers and the other loses."

The architect grinned slyly.

"hateful!"

The saboteur gritted his teeth and glanced at the architect, then helplessly climbed into the truck again and began to collect the chocolate inside.

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Type [-] and Type [-] here.

"Jiuwujie, why are those zombies surrounding the building downstairs?"

Jiuqishi pointed to a small third-floor building surrounded by a group of zombies in the distance, and asked curiously.

"I think someone inside must have been injured. The blood attracted the zombies to surround them."

"Then shall we go and have a look? How about helping the people inside clean up those zombies?"

Ninety-seven asked excitedly.

"It's useless... Even if we clean up those zombies, the people inside will not be able to follow the convoy to Black Wind City."

"He can't even walk outside in this cold weather, the low temperature will make his wound worse, not to mention that we still have the task assigned to us by the commander, we can't waste any more time."

Ninety-Five Style shook his head.

Although she is kind-hearted, she will not waste time on a fruitless matter.

If it was said that the survivors were being chased before her eyes, she would naturally rescue them, but she would not waste too much time on such matters that could basically be determined to be dead.

Chapter 340 Two M200 Experiments

"Commander, I found a library. Would you like to take some books back? Books are a good means of obtaining information. Although this is information before the end of the world, I think there are also useful information for us."

The voice of M200 came from Moyin's tactical headset.

"That makes sense, I'll go right away."

Moyin said as he took out the GPS locator, glanced at the location of the M200, and then ran quickly.

As soon as he ran to the library, Moyin saw G11 looking at him with pitiful eyes.

"Commander, I can't walk anymore. Can you carry me on your back? I really can't carry out such a search mission. You tie me behind your back! I can not only help you prevent sneak attacks from behind, but also give you back if it is really dangerous." Be a meat shield to block the gun! This way I won't hinder your search work."

G11 threw himself in front of Mo Yin, firmly grasping the sleeve of the windbreaker, shaking it back and forth.

"Well, I really can't do anything about you... Anyway, you will fall asleep soon... What about preventing sneak attacks, why don't you just tell me that you want to be lazy..."

"Then if I say that, will you make me lazy?"

"This...it should be. As a former squatting at home, I can somewhat understand your feeling that you don't want to walk."

Moyin squatted down with his back to G11 speechless.

"M200, come and help me tie her to my back."

Moyin took out a few ropes from the system space.

"Is it really possible to fall asleep like this? The feeling of being tightly bound... always feels like being captured."

Although M200 was deeply suspicious, he obediently took the rope from Moyin's hand, and tied G11 vertically to Moyin's back.

"If it was someone else, she probably wouldn't be able to fall asleep, but G11 is the kind of doll who can fall asleep within 5 minutes no matter how bad the environment is. I call her the God of Sleep."

Moyin spread its hands and spoke about popular science.

"Oh, as expected of Commander, you really understand me! I like the title of God of Sleep, tell 416 to stop calling me the Dormouse and call me God of Sleep!"

"Are you the kind of doll who cares about names..."

"It makes sense, then I'll sleep for a while, and if there is a battle, call me."

G11 closed his eyes.

"If even noise can't wake her up, can it really wake her up in a short time?"

M200 asked suspiciously.

The G11 behind Moyin has already made some lovely snores.

"Well, G11 is quite reliable in this respect. I heard from 416 that as long as she never loses the chain when it's time to fight, it should be fine."

Moyin said as he took out the high-frequency particle vibration knife and walked into the library.

Two zombies in staff uniforms were lying on the ground, trembling constantly.

"Hey, Commander, why don't these zombies attack us? Could it be that this is a new type of zombie?"

M200 asked curiously.

"No, they are the most common miscellaneous fish, just because they are afraid of me at the level of life."

Moyin walked up to the two zombies while talking, and pierced the heads of the two zombies with a high-frequency particle vibrating knife.

"Commander, how does the corpse emperor rule the zombies?"

M200 asked with great interest.

"It seems that the assembly order is announced through some kind of language among the zombies, but I can't understand it."

Moyin spread its hands, and then began to collect the bookshelves in the library into the system space.

"Then if you can imitate the roar of the corpse emperor, wouldn't it be possible for us to summon a wave of corpses?"

M200 asked excitedly.

"Theoretically, it should be possible. I do have the coercion of the corpse emperor... but it's useless. I don't need to destroy a gathering place. Moreover, if we really fight with the corpse emperor, who knows which side they will lean towards?" , if it is the corpse emperor on the opposite side, it is equivalent to adding a lot of trouble to me."

Mo Yin shrugged and said helplessly.

"Ah, that's right, but I hope to study the information in this area, can I?"

M200 thought for a while and asked.

"It's up to you. If you want to study it, you can study it. I won't interfere with your interests."

Moyin replied gently that he has always regarded the tactical doll as his relatives rather than subordinates, so he will not overbearingly interfere with the tactical doll's preferences.

"Uh-huh!!"

"Speaking of which, Commander, why do alienated zombies want to kill you?"

M200 asked curiously.

"I think it's probably because I ate the zombies that I can make them advance to a higher level."

Moyin replied casually.

"Then if your blood is contaminated by these ordinary zombies, what will happen? Will it also make them evolve into low-level alienated bodies?"

M200 asked.

"Hey!!! If my blood can make these zombies evolve into low-level alienated bodies, then wouldn't I be able to collect resource points infinitely!!! Wow, M200, are you a genius!"

Moyin hugged M200 excitedly and kissed her hard on the face.

If this method works, he doesn't need to run around to search for the steel factory, and he can quickly enter the resource points while sitting at home.

"Awahhhhhhhhh."

The face of M200, who was suddenly hugged and praised by Mo Yin, turned red in an instant, and at the same time, he fell dizzily and limply on Mo Yin.