"Who's the leader? Come out and speak!"
"He doesn't have a rifle, and the scimitar he threw was in the shape of a sickle …"
The beast was over two meters tall, and its entire body was covered in black fur. There were all sorts of old wounds on its mottled fur. Seeing these old wounds, everyone could only suck in a breath of cold air. Previously, they had seen bullets bouncing off the beast's body. This was enough to prove the beast's powerful defense. To be able to cause such injuries, what kind of tragic battle was this?
Zhang Xiaoqiang who was riding on the large dog waved his hand and took the Rat King Blade. He twisted the large dog's ear and continued his chase. In an instant, the beast disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's casual words caused the two of them to be alarmed. All of their disguises had disappeared in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang. They were wearing thick military uniforms, which made them feel like they were naked in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang.
In the beginning, there were only a few zombies. There were at most a hundred of them, so clearing them up was a piece of cake. But after that, it became more complicated. More and more zombies appeared in front of them. It was no longer just a few hundred, but hundreds and thousands of zombies surrounded them.
The corpses were neatly arranged together. Everyone stood beside the corpses and stared at them. All sorts of equipment were piled up on the ground, but no one was willing to move.
Number 13's words fell into Luo Jitao's ears and made him feel uncomfortable. No matter what, they were also born in the army. Soldiers naturally had a sense of pride. Moreover, there was only one zombie, one Zhang Xiaoqiang, and one monster. What right did they have to put down their weapons and wait for others to slaughter them?
The group of people left the forest. Zhang Xiaoqiang rode on the large black dog and monitored the group of scouts. The Z2 zombie had taken off its armor and was tied to the large black dog's butt. It swayed left and right along with the large black dog's coquettish movements.
Coincidentally, 3 D2 zombies and 2 S2 zombies were moving within the group of zombies, wanting to charge forward. Many of the soldiers with sharp eyes noticed them and screamed in panic. Against Type 2 zombies, they would normally run as far as they could. No one believed that they could win against a Type 2 zombie, especially a D2.
His ability was to control steel beads. Countless steel beads formed a swarm of bees, shuttling back and forth among the zombies. Although he was not accurate, he could not fight against his numbers. Countless zombies fell on the road in front of them like harvesting wheat. More than 40 people and a monster stepped on the corpses of the zombies as they walked.
Just thinking of this, Wang Xin's call came from the walkie-talkie again. Zhang Xiaoqiang immediately had an idea in his mind. He reported his position and let these evolvers form a defensive formation and wait for reinforcements.
The Z2 zombie stopped its killing spree and screeched again. Just as it screeched, a flying saucer-like sickle-shaped blade slashed through the air in a bright arc, cutting off countless branches and branches. The scream stopped abruptly, and the Z2 zombie turned around to escape. It was still moving at the same speed, but its body was a little unbalanced. As it swayed left and right, some people saw that the Z2 had lost an arm.
"Okay, you don't need to say anymore. I know what I need to know. Pack your things and follow me …."
At this moment, the Z2 zombie's appearance had changed. It was no longer 2 meters tall. At most, it looked a little more than 1 meter. It no longer had its majestic armor. Its body was black and lean, and it was curled up on the ground like a big monkey.
"Should we take the ammo and burn the equipment?"
The Z2 zombie was tied up tightly, but it was still restless. From time to time, there would be groups of zombies approaching the troops. No. 13 wanted to ask Zhang Xiaoqiang for help, but when he saw the coldness in Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes, he knew what Zhang Xiaoqiang was thinking. He had an extremely fast monster under him, so he could escape at any time, but they couldn't. They could only bite the bullet and clear the zombies that surrounded them.
At this moment, everyone started to despair. They were like a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered. All kinds of emotions surfaced in everyone's hearts. At the moment when everyone was at their most desperate, a loud shout was heard. The huge black monster crashed through the countless stray bullets and rushed in.
No. 13's hoarse voice had a pale texture to it. He asked the soldiers below him. One after another, people raised their hands and reported:
"I saw it too, there was a helmet on its head …."
"The explosion in the morning, as well as the black smoke from before, were all caused by the people riding on the beasts. This is their territory, and that Flesh-Eater Fiend just now was obviously one of the strongest, but it was still chased to this extent. We've already been exposed, how can we escape?
"Follow me, you will know when the time comes …."
However, everyone present agreed with No. 13's words. In their hearts, the zombies never cared about individual heroism. Most of the time, they would attack in groups. Even high-level zombies were no exception, let alone a top-tier zombie that could produce high-frequency sounds.
They all knew the level of a top-tier zombie that could produce high-frequency sounds. It was the organizer of the zombie horde, the mastermind behind the pursuit of humans. It was very difficult to kill one, and often, before they could kill it, it would attract another group of zombies. It was a headache.
"I saw it, it was a man, wearing a military uniform …."
All kinds of reports came in, causing their hearts to feel even more bitter. The zombie that almost caused them to be completely wiped out was chased by a single person. According to the calculation of strength, the Z2 zombie was stronger than all of them, and that man was stronger than the Z2 zombie. Furthermore, the monster that did not look like a good person had not made a move yet. In other words, even if they were at full strength, they would not be a match for the man.
The zombies, the monster, and the mysterious man had disappeared without a trace. The ground was a mess. It took a lot of effort for everyone to get up. They collected the corpses and equipment on the ground. To be more precise, their team of 120 people had actually lost 69 people. Including those who had died on the way here, they were only left with 41 people, and they were 41 people who had lost confidence.
One by one, the corpses were buried, and all kinds of equipment were gathered together. After everything was prepared, the 41 fully-armored soldiers waited quietly. Not long after, with a roar, the giant monster reappeared, and with a few leaps, it reached the empty space in the middle of the crowd.
"Did any of you see the man on top of the monster?"
At this time, the speed of cleaning up could not keep up with the speed of the zombies. Furthermore, their bullets were not unlimited. As countless zombies fell, their bullets were used up. Many of the soldiers could only use their bayonets to kill the zombies one by one. Number 13 had been observing Zhang Xiaoqiang. Seeing that Zhang Xiaoqiang was still indifferent to their melee attacks, he let out a long sigh and unwillingly used his trump card. All the evolvers activated their abilities.
The soldiers were all looking at Number 13 and Luo Jitao. The two of them swallowed their saliva with difficulty and braced themselves to step forward.
It had been less than two minutes since the appearance of the Z2 and the disappearance of the huge dog. The soldiers who were still twitching on the ground felt like they were in a dream. It was as if everything that had happened was just a dream. The corpses and pools of blood on the ground, as well as the claw on the ground, all reminded them that it was not a dream.
From the beginning to the end, Zhang Xiaoqiang was the only one talking. He did not give the others a chance to speak. Who would be willing to become a captive like this? Number 13 cleared his throat and stepped forward. Under the gaze of the huge dog, he retreated back to his original position and asked carefully, "You are?
How should I address you? "
Zhang Xiaoqiang was not interested in Number 13's closeness. He waved his hand and said, "Let's go.
Luo Jitao stood beside Number 13 and said in a low voice. He wanted to burn the equipment as well as the corpses. Number 13 thought for a while and shook his head.
They might not be interested in these equipment, but we cannot burn them. This is a matter of attitude. If we anger them, they will not care who we are … "
Thinking up to this point, both Luo Jitao and No.13 felt dejected. They already had the thought of retreating. The outside world was truly dangerous. They had accidentally encountered this strange attack, and with one look, they knew that the Z2 Zombie was trying to escape. Who would have thought that a stray dog would be able to cause so many casualties?
Looking at the corpses on the ground, Zhang Xiaoqiang frowned. Most of the zombies had reached the bottleneck of evolving into zombies, and the evolved zombies had also reached the bottleneck of evolving into type 2 zombies. Once these corpses were eaten, it would mean that more evolved zombies and type 2 zombies would appear. He did not want to see such a scene.
When the monster appeared, their reaction was not to raise their guns. Instead, they obediently waited for their punishment. This confused Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was sitting on the back of the dog, a little confused. He casually threw the corpses that were tied up and gagged on the ground. He looked at the group of unfamiliar soldiers with a puzzled expression.
More and more zombies surrounded them, forming a new sea of zombies to rescue the Z2 zombie. Of course, this was only the Z2 zombie's wishful thinking. Layer after layer of zombies fell onto the pile of corpses, and the soldiers were getting more and more tired. With a scream, a soldier who had exhausted all his energy was unable to retreat in time, and was dragged into the zombie horde and torn to pieces.
After being a superior for a long time, Zhang Xiaoqiang's tone had changed. It made people feel like they were being ordered. Being ordered by someone who was not their superior made them feel weird, but they could not help but obey the order.
"The Northern Legion still hasn't given up?
They actually sent you guys out. Look at the equipment and supplies you guys have, you shouldn't be Yuan Heping's men. "