Deep in the desert, under a fenced house surrounded by zombies.

"I heard that you were in the diamond rank back then. ”

Isaacs spoke calmly, except that no one who made eye contact with him at this point would think he was really calm.

The man did not hide the anger and murderous intent in his eyes.

There was a row of five people standing in front of him, and it was clear that he had just asked them what he had just asked.

"Yes, Doctor. There was a subtle exchange of glances between the five of them, and finally the man standing in the center answered Dr. Isaacs's question.

"You've just been wiped out, and you haven't done any real damage. Isaacs's tone was still unfazed, and he even sat down at this point, cocking Erlang's legs.

They were in a room full of weirdness, why was this room weird?

As we all know, this is an underground base of the Umbrella Corporation, temporarily under the management of Isaacs, this base is used to study the T-virus and its derivatives, and there should be some professional equipment in each room, such as a microscope or something.

But at the moment, there were only five computers and a somewhat bloated console in the room they were in, and the computers were very strangely configured - a 'Razer' keyboard, a 'Wrangler' mouse, and a special mouse pad for a certain game, which almost made people wonder if it was a biochemical apocalypse out there.

"I'm sorry, doctor. It was my dereliction of duty just now that I didn't control the target in the first place. The first person on the left stood up and said, the line between his eyebrows was hard and he looked like a tough guy, but such a tough guy was selling his life for the umbrella company.

>A little firelight and a gunshot rang out, and the tough guy fell down clutching his chest, his face not having the expected look of disbelief, but a little relief.

"Doctor!"

The second man on the left grabbed the tough guy's body, and he shouted at Isaacs on his knees, his tone tinged with sadness.

"Five-headed 'tyrants'. Isaacs shook the gun in his hand, he nodded the heads of the other four with the gun and shook his head, "I thought that you, the diamond rank master of the year, could be qualified for the position of the 'tyrant' manipulator, but I didn't expect that you are good at bullying the weak, and when you encounter a hard idea, you will directly destroy the 'Tyrant Squad' that I have worked so hard to put together?!!

The man standing in the center really wanted to say at this time, "There is a gap between the game and reality", but his lips twitched a few times, but he didn't say it after all.

He bowed his head deeply, as if he wanted to bury his head in his chest.

That's right, each of them was a 'diamond' level powerhouse in the game industry back then, whether it was a shooting CF or a tower team battle LOL, they were the best among many players in North America, and after the end of the world, they were absorbed into the organization by the North American branch of the umbrella company, and they were still a little happy at that time - it turns out that playing the game well is also a kind of capital to survive in the end times.

After entering the umbrella company, their duty is to control the biochemical weapons - 'tyrants' through the computer, of course, in the early days, they control the lickers, and control the opponent's every move and the weapons attached to them by means of electric shocks. As for what kind of tasks are you going to do......

Hehe, you know.

The power of the 'tyrant' is basically crushing in this last day ('Sister Axe' is open), and controlling a 'tyrant' squad to conquer the city is simply invincible, and under the long-term smooth sailing, these controllers have gradually forgotten the basic quality of "facing the opponent".

"Rubb, a bunch of rubbish!" Isaacs didn't shoot again, not because he had already deflated after killing a man, but simply because only these five people in the base were professionals with experience in controlling 'tyrants' - of course, that number had now become four.

"You have 24 hours to reformulate your tactics, and after 24 hours, I will hand over four more 'tyrants' to you to control, and if the mission fails, you can go out of the base and feed the zombies yourself!"

Isaacs threw down the door with such a sentence, leaving a deathly silence that filled the room.

"Will ......"

Knowing that the wail of sorrow came from the mouth of the man holding the corpse that had been cold, it could be seen that the relationship between him and Will must be unusual.

"Ibo, what should I do?"

Even so, there was only one person who wailed for him when Will died, and the remaining two gathered around the man standing in the center, and it seemed that this man named "Ibo" should be the captain-like Cunzài.

"See you tomorrow, don't be cowardly, just do it!" The power of the 'tyrant' is crushing, as long as you don't give that guy a chance to use his speed!"

A glint flashed in Ibo's eyes, and he pinched his fingers to make a crackle in his joints. Accompanied by the wailing and murmuring of his teammates on the side, mixed with the smell of blood in the air, there was a hint of sword light and sword shadow in the crisp sound of this joint.

It's been a long time since there's been an event......

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"Hey...... What do you mean by doing this......

Alice was half-lying on the sand, she leaned against a big rock and asked Mo Ye, her voice a little weak.

"Otherwise, what else do you want me to do?!, the whole crystal coffin?!" Mo Xie said angrily, and in response to him was a roar mixed with a tyrannical aura.

The roar was made by the 'Axe Sister', but all it could do at this time was to roar - the 'black technology weapon' was used by Mo Xie to entangle its body and tie it like a mummy, here I have to complain about the chain length of this flying axe, how did such a long chain hide on the body of the 'Axe Sister' at the beginning?!

No one here can answer Mo Ye's question, maybe there is one, but the language it speaks Mo Ye can't understand.

"I mean, what are you going to do with this guy, it won't be like burying it alive, right?" At this time, Alice's wrists had been bandaged, and the two ** were used as splints to fix her injuries, such a wicked bandaging method looked like a masterpiece of Mo Xie's revenge on society.

"No, I'm going to take it to the real room of the umbrella company, I believe my sister can still be saved, I'm going to give it a try anyway. "Mo Xiedao, of course, if he could, he wouldn't want to take this guy who smelled of rot, but the task of the pit father promulgated by the Holy Scriptures made him have to bring it if he didn't want to, and he had to take care of it, otherwise......

"......" Alice is used to seeing the cold state of the last days, and it is hard for her to imagine that in this cannibalistic world, there are still such people who are willing to risk their lives for the glimmer of hope of others - in Alice's opinion, even with the strength shown by Mo Xie at this time, it is a bad luck to find the umbrella company single-handedly.

She was silent for a long time, watching the sparks in the campfire in front of her fly up and disappear, and annihilate and fly.

"You're a good brother. As a 'tyrant' (Matt) who has seen a human nature, Alice naturally knows that even if she becomes a biological weapon, there is still a possibility of turning back, and she did not refute Mo Ye's plan but said so gently.

There seemed to be something in her gaze, and it was uncomfortable to see.

"Okay, let's not talk about this matter for now, your injuries are a little severe, and even if this pair of wrists is in good condition, it will not be able to use strength for half a year. Mo Xie diverted the topic, "It's better to rest early." ”

The enemies around him have been resolved, but Lin Ming is still dormant in Mo Ye's body, and according to his division, he should be in charge of the body during this time period.

Mo Xie needed to concentrate at this time to defend against Lin Ming's attack that he didn't know when, and the conversation with Alice would undoubtedly distract him.

"Well, do you have any painkillers?" Alice was also very sleepy at this time, and if it weren't for the unbearable pain of the injury on her wrist, she would have fallen asleep.

"Painkillers......" Mo Ye touched his head and said to Alice, "Wait, I'll come when I go." ”

He stood up, and walked around the campfire between the two of them into the range that the campfire could illuminate

(l~1`x*>+``+