In the last days, I became the young former commander

"Okay, okay, stop reading, hurry up and focus on searching."

Nieto waved his hands again and again, urging.

"Really...I know..."

The alienated zombies attracted by Mi Zhou's rank were also controlled by Mi Zhou's mental tentacles one by one, and then joined the search.

This made little Nieto relax.

…………

On the other side, Negev, carrying two large bags of food supplies, returned to the DSR sniper location.

"The situation is exactly as you said. It seems that there are no zombies lingering in this area. There are even bloodstains in the supermarket. You should be safe staying here."

"This situation is really strange. If they have evolved hunting consciousness, why would they give up the supply point of the supermarket... as long as they wait there, sooner or later the prey will be attracted to them."

DSR frowned, she felt something was wrong.

But in the final analysis, she just observed the zombies through a sniper scope for a while, and the information she has now is too scarce to conduct a deeper analysis. She doesn't even understand why those humans became like this.

"Then, you two just wait here, and I will bring her back for a round after I find Honey Badger."

Negev put the backpack in the corner.

"Yes, be careful..."

USP exhorted with concern.

"No problem √ It's just some miscellaneous fish."

Negev turned his back to USP and gave USP a thumbs up, indicating not to worry.

But... even she, in this city where the species has undergone great mutation, cannot guarantee that she will come back.

After all, like an alienated zombie over six meters in size, the firepower of her machine gun is basically just scratching an itch. She just doesn't want USP and DSR to worry about herself.

After leaving the sniping site, Negev started to head to the area where the honey badger had strayed away from him.

She even saw the corpses of zombies that she had killed before on the side of the road, but other than that, there were no moving individuals anymore.

Although the population of the rich area is relatively small, the disappearance is too clean, as if it is like the migration of an ant colony.

A somewhat absurd guess even came into Negev's mind. Could this be a new type of weapon?Similar to Sangvis, based on troops controlled by individual elite leaders.

After all, the reality unfolding in front of her eyes was very similar to the iron-blooded command mode she had fought against.

But soon Negev abandoned this ridiculous idea. Human beings can be regarded as the masters of this world, at least they can dominate tactical figures and other animals.

How could it be possible to use the already rare humans as soldiers to fight.

The cost of a living human being is much higher than that of a tactical doll.

It doesn't make sense to think so much now, the most urgent thing is to meet up with the honey badger as soon as possible.

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Nieto and Mi Zhou's hiding place.

Mi Zhou, who was sitting against the wall, suddenly tilted and fell to the ground. Nieto was startled immediately, and rushed to Mi Zhou's side to support Mi Zhou.

"Are you okay? Was attacked by another spiritual system?"

Little Nieto looked nervously at the pale Mi Zhou.

"I am hungry..."

After holding back for a long time, Mi Zhou said something.

Mi Zhou's words almost killed Nieto.

"You you you you you bastard!! I'm still so worried, you actually told me that you are hungry??"

"Don't, don't be angry... Manipulating hundreds of zombies at the same time consumes too much... My brain also needs energy, let me eat something."

Looking at the distraught little Nieto, Mi Zhou said weakly.

"I can't bear it..."

Mi Zhou took out a bottle of juice and handed it to Nieto.

"Why, I don't drink, you drink it yourself."

"I asked you to unscrew it for me, I have no strength..."

"I really can't help you."

Little Nieto took the juice and unscrewed the bottle cap, then returned it to Mi Zhou.

Mi Zhou hugged the juice bottle and gulped it down.

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Little Nieto sighed, took out a few self-heating rations from the space bag and started heating them.

"Ah, you are so kind to me."

After finishing his drink, Mi Zhou looked at Nieto with emotion.

"Hmph, just to save time, let's continue searching after eating."

Little Nieto turned his head away, a little awkward.

At the same time, the zombies controlled by Mi Zhou in the entire area were stuck in place like puppets with disconnected strings, motionless.

As long as they are connected by Mi Zhou's spiritual tentacles, they will not have independent consciousness, but will be replaced by Mi Zhou's spirit. This is the horror of the spiritual system.

"Strange, why is there an army doing a blanket search?"

While quickly putting the heated individual soldier self-heating food into his mouth, Mi Zhou said vaguely.

She has seen more than 20 area teams searching.

Of course, these search teams shot and killed the zombies after seeing the zombies stagnant in place.

"Let me tell you what you are thinking."

The spiritual tentacles originally linked to the zombies spread to several soldiers, and Mi Zhou stopped eating with his hands.

And the soldiers of the whole team were immediately controlled by Mi Zhou's mind after touching Mi Zhou's mental tentacles, and fell into a sluggish place.

The memory of the human brain is too huge, and the memory in it is also disordered, so under normal circumstances, she will not spy on other people's memory.

But right now it is still necessary to figure out what these soldiers are doing.

"Why don't you eat?"

Nieto asked curiously.

"Don't make any noise, I'm looking for the purpose of these human soldiers' missions, I can't pay too much attention to eating."

After Mi Zhou said it, he focused on searching his memory again.

Fortunately, compared to ordinary human beings, her mental power is much stronger in the alienated body of the imperial rank, and she is also faster in accepting memories.

Two 10 minutes later.

Mi Zhou opened his eyes.

"Nieto, those humans want the space bag in our hands and your gun, they can pay any price."

"Then it must not be given to these humans. What we are fighting is a technological suppression station. These are important items given to us by the commander. How can we give them to others."

Nieto replied immediately.

"It makes sense. I also found their commander. This time the commander on the human side is a major named Durham. I found the road map. I think I can control him to order the soldiers of the whole city to come Help us find Miss 15."

"Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and find it."

"Ahem...let me take a few more bites, I've digested what I just ate, and if I don't have enough energy, I will faint from hunger."

Mi Zhou picked up the self-heating rice and put it in his mouth.

"Then why don't you just swallow chocolate? This thing is much higher in calories, and it can also quickly raise blood sugar? Or how about directly eating it with a glucose solution? This is the most reasonable way to quickly supply energy."

Little Nieto suggested.

"No, I'll get tired of drinking so much glucose."

Mi Zhou pouted and refused.

"So your efficiency is really too low, well, don't talk and eat quickly! Find the enemy's headquarters immediately after eating."

Little Nieto urged.

"Yes Yes Yes..."

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Over the S03 theater, a large iron-blooded transport plane was carrying the metrology officer, Moyin and others to the S09 theater.

There was a huge explosion, followed by a violent jolt, and then a non-mechanical siren sounded.

"The right wing is damaged, please prepare for an emergency landing, please prepare for an emergency landing."

"Trouble, we were hit by the RPG of the guerrillas in S03 area."

The meter officer's face was ugly.

"Gah, you don't choose a safe route either."

Mo Yin was speechless, he never thought that one day he would experience the feeling of a plane crash.

"This is a group of guerrillas who are fighting against the wall. The alchemists in charge of this area have been besieging them for a long time, but they have never been successful."

The metrology officer quickly pulled out several skydiving backpacks and handed them to Moyin and 416 and others.

"I'm sorry, but you know how to use a skydiving backpack?"

"will not."

"Then you hold my waist, it should be...no problem."

The meter officer said quickly.

"No one can get your turn! The master should hug my waist!!!"

G41 put the skydiving backpack on his back, then jumped over and hung it on Moyin's waist.

"You are so small and being hugged by Yin will affect the skydiving, so let me do it."

416 tore G41 off Moyin's body.

"I, I, I, I am afraid of heights, what should I do?"

The saboteur's trembling face couldn't speak clearly, and his whole body was shaking all the time.

"Ha... I am a god anyway, please don't underestimate me, okay, this kind of high triviality."

With a wave of Moyin's hand, he transferred HK416, G41, Destroyer, and Metrology Officer to his kingdom of God, and then jumped off the iron-blooded transport plane.

The guerrillas in the S03 war zone watched the black-smoky iron-blooded transport plane fall in the distance, and immediately let out a burst of excited cheers. However, there was a violent vibration on the ground, followed by a large amount of sand, gravel and soil splashing.

As if hit by a meteorite, a huge crater appeared not far from the guerrillas.

Many people were directly shocked and fell to the ground. The few people who were close were even directly shattered their internal organs by the impact, and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood mixed with internal organ fragments.

Several guerrillas who were far away from the giant pit stared dumbfounded at a black-haired young man standing in the giant pit.

what happened?Who is this man?How did he survive?

"Phew, I'll take a plane home. You guys shot me an RPG on the way. Tell me, how do you want to die? I have a good temper, and I'll give you a chance to choose your own."

Mo Yin showed a kind smile.

"Crazy, crazy!!! Kill him!"

A guerrilla subconsciously pointed his rifle at Moyin and pulled the trigger because he was too frightened.

"What a rude person. Are you all monkeys? It's rare that I gave you the precious qualification of self-selection, but you don't know how to cherish it."

Mo Yin curled his lips, dodged the bullets from the guerrillas, and pierced the opponent's chest with a hand knife.

"This heart beats quite powerfully. You can use your life to apologize to me."

Mo Yin stretched out his hand and squeezed the opponent's beating heart.