In Russia, on the edge of the Ishim Plain, a special team of thirty people has quietly infiltrated dangerous territory. Due to Yun Mo's repeated insistence that there was no need for too many personnel, Admiral Tosk had no choice but to agree with her to select twenty-nine elite people to follow.

Among the personnel, Yun Mo did not bring any Chinese, except for her, Yishui was all blonde and blue-eyed tall men and women.

Because of Yun Mo's proficiency in the use of language, communication with the Russian army is naturally not a problem, and all the subtle arrangements can be stated in place, not at all like a "native" Chinese.

Moreover, according to the consistent rules of the Russian army, the accompanying military reporters must be brought with them. After all, everything that happened to them is a precious historical document, and as a century of civilization and rebirth, Russia believes that this is a history that must be recorded by them.

This alone, Huaxia really can't compare. A year has passed since the end of the world, but in China it seems that in addition to fleeing for their lives to save people and marching to fight, there is really no one to record some useful materials.

Yun Mo touched her nose, she only thought about how to eat the territory of other countries and how to educate the younger generations every day, she really didn't think too much about the sorting and arrangement of such written materials, but she really forgot that there is nothing more than books to let future generations learn more.

In this way, Yun Mo's mind turned, and he personally led the selected personnel to travel far away, as for Ying Tianyang, who stayed in place, he was forced to be buried by a pile of information collected by Russia, and by the way, he also had to send messages to Kyoto, "Glory", and "Shudu", informing them to prepare a few "historians" to cooperate with the army.

What about bringing people out to hone their force values, defeating little monsters, kicking high-level bodies, and reaching the pinnacle of life?

Ying Tianyang painlessly rubbed stacks of thicker and thicker materials. profoundly understands that even if the force value is raised, he can't escape the life of a civilian official.

Yun Mo is a person who makes the best use of everything, and soon, after studying the information, he will have to be thrown into the battlefield, right?

Ying Tianyang sighed. Turning his head to glance at Jin Xianzhu, who was slowly disassembling the gun to the side, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

He couldn't figure out why Bai Yunmo wanted to take a girl...... is still a simple ordinary person who goes to the battlefield, even if this kid is somewhat similar to He Zijin, but they are two different people after all.

Thinking that he must be able to be literate and martial arts now and have to work as a part-time nanny, Ying Tianyang felt that he was a little more miserable than Han Xiuyu, who was in charge of the entire "Shu Capital".

At least, Han Xiuyu didn't have to be as worried as he was to prevent "He Zijin" from misfiring a missed gun, and then a bullet hole was pressed on his head. That's it.

After a long sigh, he still resigned himself to the task at hand, but. He still carefully put a spiritual barrier on himself......

At the same time, a team of thirty Russian troops entered the danger zone planned on the map, and on this entire plain, there were many zombies wandering around.

Although they are scattered in number. But the plains are the most variable. Without any obstacles and obstructions, a single gunshot was enough to make most of the zombies gather over, but when there were thirty of them, it was not the share of food delivery?

Obviously, it is precisely for this reason that the Russian army stationed on the periphery of the plain has not broken through for a long time. It is not that they have not tried air warfare, but sometimes, air warfare is more variable than land warfare.

Hungry zombie birds abound. The iron wings of human beings only flew into the sky, and it was the rhythm of being stared at every minute. Therefore, compared with time-consuming, labor-intensive, and life-consuming air combat, land warfare is already the best choice.

"Major Yun, four hundred meters ahead, there are zombies." A blonde boy with a height of 1.9 meters lies on the plain, two palm-sized microcomputers scanning the surrounding points like a mine, "They are very smart and seem to smell us." ”

"Hmm." After Yun Mo's spiritual power was cleared, she said in a low voice, "The number is forty-six, hold the cold weapon and slaughter it." ”

Everyone nodded, and when the zombies were less than ten meters away from them, the well-trained Russian army suddenly broke out, and the sharp knives of the special personnel grazed the zombies of the same tall body, one by one straight to the throat, and in just a few dozen seconds, more than forty low-level zombies had fallen to the ground, and there was no other sound.

Yun Mo indifferently looked at the Russian zombies in military uniforms, and instructed the people around him: "Collect their military badges before they died, then smash their corpses and smear the carrion on themselves." ”

Soldiers have always been the first to carry out orders, although a few of them showed unbearable expressions, but after Yun Mo wiped his face with corpse mud without hesitation, they all restrained their dissatisfaction and quickly disguised themselves.

A group of adults is not as hard as a thirteen-year-old girl, they just lose face with Russia.

People didn't even blink an eyelid when they smeared the corpse mud, but what about them...... I actually complained, it's damn it, it's a loss of face!

Wiping his blood as fast as he could, Yun Mo still didn't close his sense of smell in the pungent smell. The plains are full of zombies, and some crises come easily, so don't be careless.

The smell of corpses covered up the original human smell, and in Yun Mo's exploration, the zombies that were originally surrounding here on the two sides slowly dispersed and continued to wander.

"Where was the last place where that bastard was seen?" Yun Mo asked, "Time, place." ”

"The last place where the hybrids appeared was in the southern part of the Ishim River basin, and this was reported four days ago." "Four days ago, we sent a detachment of Russian GIs to attack it on a long detour," replied solemnly. ”

"...... Ishim River Basin" Yun Mo narrowed his eyes and asked, "There are many species and mutant beasts in this basin, right?" ”

The Russian soldier was slightly stunned and replied: "Well, yes, before the end of the world, the resources in the basin were abundant. ”

"That's a good ......" Yun Mo said lightly, but every word was like a bullet, and a shuttle drilled into everyone's hearts, "Remind me in advance, that hybrid may evolve to the sixth order, and it's not certain for sure." ”

Frightened! The expressions of the group of people were as if they had seen a ghost.

Yun Mo didn't say much, just glanced at the empty and desolate plains around him. Reaching out and smoothing out the waist-high weeds.

She walked forward step by step, and they were still a long way from the Ishim River valley. Since this group of soldiers said that there are abundant resources, they will not leave too far if they want to come to the mix.

Four days is not too long, but since a wave of soldiers had only been sent before, the monster would not leave the meat-rich place, and as long as they arrived in a short time, they would probably be able to block it.

The army moved on, with the accompanying war correspondents trailing last. After filming the corpses and soldiers in the SLR, they hurriedly followed.

Yun Mo's eyes glanced behind her lightly, just as she expected. The vines that had risen in the dirt dragged more than forty corpses into the mud, and the ground swelled, leaving only a yellow-brown mud stain.

After all, this plain is not as simple as imagined, compared to the rampant and domineering hybrids above. The plant empire lurking in the ground behind the yellow finch is the most terrifying existence.

No wonder. Ever since she entered the plains, she felt that it was exceptionally clean, as if something was being cleaned every day and night, and there was not a single rotting corpse in sight.

The most important thing is that in the battlefield materials of the Russian army, there is not too much detail about mutant plants. So, sooner or later, Russia will suffer a big loss on the plant.

It's really rare...... was actually hit by her.

……

Egypt, inside the city of Cairo. Du Mukai's scarlet eyes stared at the ghostly test sheet, to be honest. He couldn't read a word about it. Yao Zhenxu did teach him everything he learned when he was alive, but Egyptian...... Who knows what this kind of hoop is?

He took Dasha to the most authoritative laboratory in Cairo in order to find out what was going on with Dasha's frequent bleeding.

Of course, just like in the "Changhong" base, the strong strength always makes people can't help but give him the green light, but when the researcher in the laboratory wants to say nothing and hand over the test sheet to him, Rao is Du Mukai can't help but chuckle in his heart.

He wasn't proficient in Egyptian, and thanks to the researcher's patience with the translator, he marked the squares of Chinese characters crookedly on top. Du Mukai's gaze was only fixed on one place, where the text was "Platelets: 1......

The rest of the values are mostly normal, but in the platelet area, it is really pitiful.

The researcher said that he didn't understand what he was looking at, but left the building with a dazed Dasha in one hand, and walked to Zell's residence with the crumpled slip in hand.

When I arrived at the door, I saw Zell send off seven or eight high-level officials with a smile on his face, and the two looked at each other, and Du Mukai seemed to see a shadow of a certain side of Kyrgyzstan from the bodies of these high-level officials.

When Zell took Dasha's test sheet from Dumukai, the smile on his lips seemed to widen: "It's pathetic...... At such a young age, he also suffered from a terminal illness in such an environment. ”

Incurable disease...... Du Mukai's pupils suddenly tightened: "Terminal illness? ”

"Isn't it? It is an extremely difficult disease before the end of the world, and it will be ...... after the end of the world," Zell shook the test sheet and said slowly, "Acute leukemia will definitely attack in three or four months. One is that there is no umbilical cord blood, and the other is that there is no matching spinal cord, what do you think this child can do but wait for death? ”

"The number of platelets is 1, which means that once he bleeds, he can't stop bleeding." Zell approached Dumukai and gave the final blow, "And a human, how much blood can be shed?" ”

Du Mukai's hand tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened. After a while, he muttered, "You have a way...... Right? ”

Even if he has the strength, ability and heart, but in the end he still can't stand the shallowness of economic and social experience, if Du Mukai can take that step, even if he carries Dasha across the ocean to seek help from the US imperialists, it is better than praying to Zell in a low manner, however, he who was harmed by humans and lost Yao Zhenxu, subconsciously ruled out the idea that humans would rescue Dasha, and turned his attention to Zel.

As everyone knows, the corpse emperor in front of him, who is defined as a "companion", is the one who wants to devour everything he has.

"Method...... Yes, there is. Zell's lips opened into a smile as warm as jade, and he looked at Du Mukai's bloody eyes and said, "I told you before that zombies are the foundation of human evolution. Sooner or later, this child named Dasha will die one day, so why not ...... it now, rather than making him miserable at that time."

"I disagree!" Du Mukai suddenly raised his voice, "Dasha...... You have another way, right? ”

"I have only one way here, and that is to make him a carrier for T-virus experiments." Zell smiled, "Dumukai, I really can't understand that you cherish a thing, but you are always worried about not taking possession of it. Why? ”

"Have you forgotten the owner of the bone chain?" Zell looked at the necklace around his neck and continued, "What if...... If you can be ruthless, you can turn her into a zombie earlier, no matter how bad she is now, she is still a first-order body, not a ...... Something that hangs around your neck. ”

Du Mukai's figure shook slightly, and the memories of the past flashed in his mind, but in the end, only Yao Zhenxu was left...... A bloody half-head.

"Dasha, you're only eight years old." "He's a human, he'll live for half a year at most, and if he's a zombie, then ...... I can be with you for a long time. ”

"Compared to a small creature like a human, zombies are your choice, and they will be his choice, aren't they?"

The choice between zombies and humans, even Du Mukai himself, can't easily make a decision, let alone make a choice for Dasha's fate.

……

That night, in the medium-sized tent in the civilian area, Dasha devoured three roasted golden potatoes, as if he hadn't eaten for a week.

Fortunately, the food allocated to Du Mukai by the upper echelons was brought into the tent, and if it was left outside, it would have to be fought and killed.

"Dasha......" Du Mukai stumbled through the language, and reluctantly said what he meant, "If one day, you become, zombie ......"

Dasha stopped swallowing, and wondered why the little brother, who usually didn't talk much, suddenly began to say this. It's just that the child's world is not so complicated, and since Du Mukai is giving a hypothesis, Dasha also gives his own answer.

"Zombie ......" Dasha's soft voice was low, "I don't want ...... Myself...... Turn into a zombie. ”

Du Mukai's heart tightened.

"If you become a zombie, you will hurt Eminem and hurt your brother." Dasha suddenly looked at Du Mukai's eyes seriously, slowed down his tone, and tried his best to explain what he meant, "If Dasha becomes a zombie...... Just, kill Dasha! ”

"Eminem said that zombies don't deserve the blessing of the sun god."

Really...... Zombies don't deserve anything in the eyes of humans?

What Dasha said in the end, Du Mukai didn't hear clearly, he looked at Dasha and said slowly: "Dasha, if I, it's a zombie......"

Dasha licked his fingers and was silent for a while, this time he looked deeply into Dumukai's scarlet eyes and replied, "Eminem said that zombies don't deserve the blessing of the sun god. ”

The light in Du Mukai's eyes went out little by little, but at this moment, Dasha suddenly hugged him gently and said firmly: "But, Dasha will bless you." ”

Dasha will bless you...... Bless you......

After a long time, Du Mukai's muffled voice came from inside the tent: "Thank you...... Also, I'm sorry ......" (to be continued......