Xu Ping'an's gaze swept over the bodies of various zombies one by one.

Well, it's much easier to find which part of the zombie can provide free reinforcement points than to find other monsters, and you don't even need Xu Ping'an to "dissect" it yourself, after all, there are many incomplete zombies, and they just hang various organs on the ground and crawl forward...

And there are also more detailed zombies that are "dissected", those highly rotten zombies that are hung on the barricades, and after being killed by adventurers, their internal organs are all drained to the ground.

"It's not the intestines, it's not the stomach pouch... It's not those..."

Xu Ping'an squeezed to the front as much as he could, trying to observe.

"It's not even a heart... And so on... It's the one!"

Xu Ping'an's gaze swept over many zombies, and he successfully found the target he needed.

Next, there is another puzzle to deal with, that is, how to get close to the zombie corpse?

It must be a little impractical to rush out, I'm afraid that I didn't get any free reinforcement points, and I gave my life first, but it's unrealistic to want to carry the zombie's corpse back, and there is barbed wire and barricades in the middle, and even if Xu Ping'an wants to drag the zombie corpse back to the camp, he will definitely be blocked.

Wait until dawn to dispose of these zombie corpses?

It's a relatively normal idea, and it's not easy to get noticed.

However, Xu Ping'an is also a little puzzled - this "zombie siege" activity seems to be every day, even if there are not as many zombies that appeared every night before as there are tonight, but over time, the corpses that appear are also at the level of "corpse mountain and sea of blood", so where did those corpses go?

"Ahem, big brother, may I ask, what should I do with these dead zombie corpses?

Xu Ping'an thought about it, leaned to the periphery of the defense line, and asked an adventurer who wanted to squeeze forward, but couldn't squeeze in for a while.

"What are you bothering about doing with this kind of thing, the first day you came here?"

The somewhat anxious adventurer glanced at Xu Ping'an and said casually: "When the sun comes out at dawn, these zombie corpses will melt away!"

Melt away!

Although he didn't understand what the "dissolution method" was, Xu Ping'an estimated that the zombie organization he needed would disappear together nine times out of ten.

"Gotta squeeze to the front!

Xu Ping'an quickly made up his mind.

If you want to say what are the benefits of changing to a pure, strength-based warrior profession, crowding is definitely one of them, and if you go back to Blue Star to squeeze the bus and subway, it is definitely a good hand.

And in a world like Luoxia Island, where the danger level is 2, ordinary people who are not evolutionaries definitely account for the majority, even in this mine camp.

Ordinary people definitely can't rob Xu Ping'an.

"The location is like that, there will always be crowding. ”

Xu Ping'an muttered, completely ignoring the scolding and dissatisfied eyes of the adventurers on the side, and just buried his head and forcibly inserted it all the way.

The already crowded line of defense like a sardine can was stretched through some gaps, and a strong, greasy middle-aged man with a yellow mid-split head was constantly squeezing into the front line of barbed wire and barricades in the crowd.

Half an hour later...

Yes, even an evolutionary like Xu Ping'an, shamelessly squeezed forward, and it took so long to finally squeeze into the front of the barbed wire defense line - the closer to the most line of defense, the more crowded the crowd, the more evolutionaries among them, and the more difficult it was to squeeze together.

It's also hard that this is still a camp, which belongs to the "Taiya Federal Legal Jurisdiction", and it is just the time to fight against zombies, otherwise Xu Ping'an would have been stabbed in the crowd a long time ago.

Now the number of zombies rushing out of the black iron mine cave is difficult to count, and the distance of hundreds of meters from the entrance of the mine to the outermost camp defense line is like the most lively pedestrian street, densely packed with zombies that are frantically crowded forward.

In this case, the previous attack methods of the adventurers on the field are a little weak for the zombie tide, and the first layer of barbed wire and barricades, because they are full of minced meat and corpses, have also begun to "dull", and the layers of zombies have the posture of directly overwhelming the first line of defense.

"Prepare for the flamethrow! If you have a group attack spell, you can also read the bar! Everyone step back a little, water and fire have no eyes!"

Just when Xu Ping'an had just gained a foothold, the personnel of the New Star Company, who were in charge of commanding on the defensive line, held a loudspeaker and began to shout.

The Nova employees who had been carrying flamethrowers on their backs also began to square the long-tube nozzles that had been erected high, shook the handle on their backpacks, and began to spray flames.

"Damn, there's a skill book over there!"

Just two steps away from Xu Ping'an, an adventurer scolded loudly, but scolded and scolded. The adventurer began to retreat anyway.

Xu Ping'an followed the man's gaze, and saw that at the feet of several zombies, more than two meters behind the barbed wire, he stepped on a sheepskin scroll that was emitting a faint red light.

While not all dropped items are incinerated by fire, the Parchment Roll is clearly the least resistant to fire, and is quite valuable.

It's just that the drop position of this skill book is really embarrassing.,It's not far away.,It seems that you can get it with a little effort.,But it's close... It's hard to hook even with a tool.

Poof-

At the same time, a burst of air crash sounded on the defense line, and the next moment, more than a dozen raging flames erupted, sweeping several meters, turning the entire frontline barbed wire, barricades, and even the densely packed rows of zombies into huge torches.

Xu Ping'an instantly felt a wave of heat coming, and a flowing yellow mid-parted wig also emitted a strange burnt smell - no wonder the adventurers around him began to retreat.

finally rushed to the front of the defense line, but as a result, the zombie hair was not fished, and the wig was burned, who can bear this?

Xu Ping'an's eyes fell on the barbed wire in the heat wave, a zombie whose body had been set on fire and whose body was constantly emitting a strange smell of roasted rotten meat was lying on a pile of minced meat on the barbed wire and screaming in pain.

Xu Ping'an only hesitated for half a second, suddenly pulled out the dog-legged machete, strode forward, rushed into the heat wave, reached out and pressed the zombie's greasy, disgusting scalp, pressed it down, and then raised the dog-legged machete and slashed it down fiercely against his neck.

Poof, poof!

The flesh of this zombie is softer than Xu Ping'an imagined, under the two knives, the neck bone was cut off, and the entire neck was only connected by a thin layer of rotten flesh, Xu Ping'an grabbed the zombie's head full of rancid pus, pulled it hard, and then quickly retreated.