Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the time that Yun Mo and his party have spent in India has reached the seventh day. In these seven days, Yun Mo's army traveled to one-fifth of India, exterminated more than one monster den, and collected a bunch of materials.

Combined with the harvest of more than 700 Indian survivors from seven villages, the mission was almost a complete one.

However, even though the letters from "Atlantis" were densely packed with mailboxes, and the letters of inquiry from "Shudu" were innumerable, Yun Mo still stayed in India according to his temperament, and he didn't know what was waiting for.

Yun Mo, the natural follower of the army, stayed in India, nibbling on the remaining beef jerky, drinking thick bone broth, drinking a few sips of raw cow's blood, plus some of the half-rotting fruits and vegetables that had been intercepted, this small day was simply comfortable.

If it weren't for the fact that the Zerg and the alien kings were still eyeing another territory, I was afraid that they would really dance around the bonfire, sing a song for such "fairy days", and no longer pay attention to the ups and downs, life and death.

At this time, it was already about six o'clock in the evening, and the thick soup on the shelf of the fire was boiling hot and tumbling, and the large pieces of meat in it were rolled up with a hint of bubbling white foam, which was so fragrant that it made people feel appetizing.

It is precisely because the surrounding area is cleaned up that the soldiers dare to set up a pot to boil this strong broth, drink a bowl of full stomach and sweat, and after the energy in it is absorbed, it makes people feel refreshed.

Yun Mo was divided into three large pieces of meat, and she didn't shirk a full bowl, and chewed it with the soldiers, in the habit of not wasting food. She didn't even let go of the last drop of soup, and just when everyone thought that she should not have eaten enough, Yun Mo suddenly chuckled.

"Three big pieces of meat are too much. I'm holding on now, and I'll be less in the future. ”

In fact, she didn't need much food, not even if she didn't eat. But being too alternative is not her style of doing things after all, so she maintains a uniqueness after conformity. It's her way of doing things.

"Two pieces of meat and a bowl of soup are enough." Yun Mo's attitude was very gentle, probably because he was full, "It's too supportive and inconvenient." After all, the meat was the size of an adult's fist, and my stomach pouch wasn't that big. ”

The head of the cooking class nodded, teenagers do need nutrition, but not too much.

But. Their captain not only gave up that part of the benefits that belonged to minors. Even the most basic fruit and vegetable supplies have been reduced again and again, and such an example of hardship should really be seen by the soldiers of the base!

Everyone is immersed in hardship, and survival in the last days keeps them in the concept that "what you eat in your stomach is your own" anytime and anywhere. No one knows when the next disaster will return, nor how long they will live, and it is a blessing to be able to eat, and it is nothing to eat cruelly.

No, except for Yun Mo, basically every soldier has to swallow four or five pieces of meat. Drink two bowls of broth.

Among them, Ling Xiao's eating appearance is quite terrifying, like a lone wolf who has been hungry for several days. Each bite was extremely ferocious. Even Ying Tianyang threw off his arms and ate wildly, following the soldiers to grab food, and if he was not fast, he would be hungry.

A meal is full of oil, and it only takes ten minutes before and after to solve the major events of the day. Naturally, after the big deal was handled, there were more important documents that followed, and it was really impossible to hide in India.

"Yun Mo...... Han Xiuyu sent the twenty-eighth letter. The corners of Ying Tianyang's mouth twitched and said, "Really ignore it?" 'Shudu' is going to go around, why not now? ”

He really doesn't understand, Yun Mo's workaholic nature is that he can't bear to jump to a place where all kinds of monsters are dense to kill him, but at this time, he is living in India, which is really a rare passive slacking. Isn't it sexual? But it doesn't look like it.

"Wait." Yun Mo narrowed his eyes and said, "I'm waiting for the other party's next move." ”

Ying Tianyang paused, and suddenly frowned: "What do you mean?" ”

"I'm waiting for the other party to make a move, whether to choose us, or 'Shudu', or choose the central base." Yun Mo said calmly, "It stands to reason that if this land of India is turned upside down, his goal will be to standard us, and once the army is dispatched, the 'Shu Capital' and the central base will be our help." ”

The central base, Shudu, and India's tripartite team is a whole, and it is also an impenetrable wall, as long as the other party dares to make a move, it may be restricted by both sides.

Even if the three parties send troops together, the dome of "Atlantis" is almost a turtle shell, and no matter how you think about it, it will be a waste of time. When the zombie army goes to India, it will face the double blow of the Zerg and the aliens. In this way, perhaps the safe place is still "Shudu".

"I want to know where they are hiding, so I have to stay in India for the time being." Yun Mo explained, "Three footholds, three parties to monitor and observe, his domain should not be able to escape from the Eurasian continent, even if he chooses the most secure route, and sends troops to the 'Shu Capital' without the protection of the forest, he will have to bear the blow of our army in the back." ”

When Zell gave up "Atlantis" and India, "Shudu" was a target, and the other two sides would become the strongest foreign aid in the "Shudu" base.

"Of course, if he had the patience to spend with us, we wouldn't have been able to stay in India for long. After all, the Alien Empress and the Zerg Empress are immortal, and sooner or later the territory of India will be swallowed up by the two races. ”

"But we still earned it, as long as the Zerg in this direction of India is not a monopoly, the other party's plan is half ruined. But I'm afraid, I'm afraid that there is more than this one, maybe there are thousands of them. It's the pervasive things that are the most frightening. ”

Yun Mo finished analyzing it shallowly, of course, this time the words were in a good direction.

It's not that she underestimates the enemy, it's precisely because the other party may be a "wise species" is too shocking enough to bring excessive fear, so she chooses not to say the extra words.

The real power of the "wisdom species" has to wait until the base to talk about it, and at this time, it is too rational to analyze it for everyone, which is too demoralizing.

Ordinary people may not be able to hear it. But Ying Tianyang and Ling Xiao clearly felt the change in Yun Mo's tone. It seems that they have an advantage in every word she says, but since they have so many advantages. Why don't you choose to fight back, but choose to wait for the opponent's shot?

Really powerful people will cut down the grass and root out what poses a threat, I believe that Yun Mo is also such a ruthless character, but in dealing with Kyrgyzstan and India, this always ruthless captain has reservations.

What is she afraid of? What is she guarding against? Or maybe what was she waiting for?

They don't know. I can only guess, but I can only guess that the existence that annoys the ninth-order supernatural must be the death knot of their group of mortals. But they guessed though. I'm not going to break it, it's this thing left and right, and there's no reason.

Since Yun Mo said to wait, then wait.

It's just that......

Ying Tianyang glanced at the "three tails" mentioned in Han Xiuyu's letter. Involuntarily frowned: "Yun Mo." The fox closed itself off and was said to be getting weaker and weaker. ”

"It'll be fine for a few days." Yun Mo said lightly, "It's a high-level body, and the basic resistance is still there, even if it becomes weaker, it's not a bad thing." At the very least, it won't be too much of a resistance to trying to save it, and it's in our favor. ”

Several people stopped talking. Start casting your net patiently.

……

It was about twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, from the city of Cairo, Egypt. Two of the convoys of mercenaries that had left the army quietly left the group.

The movement was so small that it was negligible enough to arouse anyone's suspicion at all, and a pebble fell into the water, although it caused ripples, but it did not attract much attention.

The speed of the two was very fast, from twelve o'clock to six o'clock in the morning, after replacing three or four rapid zombie birds, they finally stepped into the original Kyrgyz territory.

Far away from the direction of Egypt, they summoned a large number of zombies nearby according to Zel's intentions, covering their figures, and gradually rushed towards the "Shu Capital".

The zombie who was nine points similar to Zeel was wrapped in the same white robe as he was, and his black-red pupils were indifferent, like a qualified killing machine, just waiting for a command to be initiated, and then he turned into a demon and rushed into the crowd to drink blood.

Low-level zombies have an instinctive obedience to their king, and the seventh-order zombie in front of them is obviously their leader. The call of the high-level body could not be refused, and there were more and more zombies in all directions, almost converging into a stream.

Within two hours, the sky was already brightening in the distance, but it didn't take long for rain to fall. After the nasty sunlight was covered by dark clouds, the zombies' mobility increased significantly. Eventually, the original stream merged into a spectacular river.

At the same time, Zell once again sat in front of the monitor with a goblet and tasted the blood, and through the miniature monitoring carried by the Hebrew and the Seventh Order, even the transmitted images were much clearer and smoother.

Sure enough, even if he looks for a chess piece in the future, he has to find a strong and stable place, at least in this way, he will get more and more favorable information.

Attract the attention of all parties with land warfare, but put real surveillance on the central figure of the battle circle and the zombie birds hovering in the sky. I believe that this time the layout is perfect enough.

At least, he was able to get a considerable amount of intelligence and the strength of the original target as he wished. The attack on "Shudu" is just a pretense, and his main purpose is to estimate the value of the human base, and the extent to which it can be achieved in half a year or a year.

The more he fought with humans, the more Zell realized that both himself and humans needed a long time to develop themselves.

The strength of both of them is not enough to mature, so intermittent consumption is dragging both sides into slag, but in the end the sea creatures are proud.

This is not the result he wants, and I believe that humans will also figure it out. Therefore, he used this battle to achieve his goal, and by the way, sent a signal to stop the war - the death of the doppelganger.

Smart people will understand if this is a hoax or a rather elaborate hoax.

If he "died" in the Great War but there were people who questioned it all the time, but those who questioned it must have people who believed, and it was only a matter of time before mankind split into two factions.

And in order to prevent waste within the human race, the top will try their best to suppress this matter to calm people's minds, and then do their best to develop themselves.

Humans need time more than anyone else, and he needs time now.

The temptation to exchange the death of a shoddy doppelganger for a considerable period of "peace" is irresistible to mankind. And the so-called "peace period" is enough for him to make more and more arrangements.

His mutant lions' control of the African savannah is already underway, and it won't take more than three months to see significant results. In that case, you might as well allow yourself to be patient and wait.

I just don't know who is more powerful than the monster on the African savannah and the metal leopard?

……

In India, in the abandoned sacred cow farm, all military planes have been prepared and are just waiting to take off.

At around nine o'clock in the morning, news came from the "Shudu" base that an unprecedented tide of zombies surrounded the entire base, and because the enemy forces were too strong, so that the defenders of the outer city began to retreat.

There are too many high-level zombies, and there are a lot of losses among the abilities and soldiers, and even the inner ring area has been attacked by the high-level zombies that have rushed into the base.

The situation is critical, and the entire base of Adepts has been dispatched.

As reinforcements from all sides, they are already on the way to come, but the zombies are so powerful that even if they are thousands of miles away, they can vaguely hear that roar.

If this area of influence expands again, it will inevitably attract the Zerg and the aliens again. The sinister intentions of the other party are really annoying.

"The zombie horde led by Zell?" Ying Tianyang's hand slammed and continued as he muttered, "Zel? Am I right? The strongest zombie in Han Xiuyu's mouth? ”

Yun Mo's heart jumped, and his intuition was inappropriate: "Han Xiuyu shouldn't admit his mistake...... So, is it true? ”

No wonder she thought like this, Han Xiuyu was the first to deal with Zele, if he said that Zeer led the team, there shouldn't be much mistake. So, the question is, since it is the Zombie King who leads the team, is it possible that this is going to be the end of the battle?

No, no, since he is an opponent who can pit Han Xiuyu a few times, he will definitely not fight to the death with a large army, so is this planning to use this step to greatly damage the vitality of the human base?

Or, after losing both...... Those long days of recuperation......

Yun Mo's double-edged hand tightened suddenly, and the aura on his body unconsciously revealed a sense of depression.

"What's wrong?" Ying Tianyang asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Nothing." Yun Mo lowered his eyes and said lightly, "The other party's mind is deep enough. You just have to remember, don't believe what you see with your eyes and what you hear with your ears, take your brain and heart and judge who is unlucky on the battlefield? (To be continued.) )