On November 26, 2025, at 17:12 in the evening, the sky in the western region has entered a dark patch.

Probably the air in this area is acceptable, and at night you can still see some stars and a faint Milky Way, and the faint light spots are reflected in the eyes of the advance army, reflecting a desolate color.

The 100-member elite group led by Han Xiuyu and Wei Jun has already embarked on the march to Tibet, because the area of the western region is too vast, if you just walk, you will inevitably waste time, and if you take empty roads, you will inevitably expose the target.

Five dark green military trucks each carried twenty people to the destination, but because of the vast expanse of the area, the prominent volume of the military truck could easily become the target of the monsters on the way.

Since their team set off in the afternoon, they have experienced seventeen or eighteen attacks, if it weren't for Han Xiuyu's "prediction" that was against the sky enough, I am afraid that a few of them would have to be planted in.

In order not to get sideways on the way, the army almost made every effort to take a shortcut road towards the Potala Palace, but the "near" in the west is a kind of "far" no matter how you look at it. At least, when Wei Jun was as energy-hungry as a dog, they hadn't even covered a tenth of the distance.

And now that night is falling, the army must rest after a day of fatigue, but when he saw everyone's tired mental state, Han Xiuyu finally sighed, and secretly said that the physical and psychological qualities of the "Shudu" soldiers are indeed not comparable to "glory".

"Wei Jun, you can sleep first in the first half of the night." Han Xiuyu pointed to the huge shield in his brother's arms and said helplessly. "Even if you like this shield, you can't hold it day and night, right? Sleep on it, no one will rob you. ”

The tailgating headlights hit Wei Jun's slimmed figure. I saw that he had a round bun face, and his hands were stretched out and he was holding a huge and cold shield, like a child holding a beloved toy, and he refused to let go.

Speaking of which, this shield was still a weapon handed over to Wei Jun by Tu Kun before their advance team was ready to leave. It is said that this is also the handwriting of the three-line ability Alice, and the shield, as Wei Jun's most suitable combat tool, naturally has its special texture and ability.

And after more than a dozen battles, it has been proved that there is indeed no more suitable weapon for Wei Jun than this cold and majestic shield.

After all. A defensive weapon that could carry Wei Jun smoothly gliding through the magma, Han Xiuyu really hadn't seen much, and the prototype still existed under the high temperature. It is enough to see that it is a rare treasure.

Just because of the quality of the "treasure", Wei Jun cherished it as if he cherished his twin brother, and Han Xiuyu occasionally saw his eyes stroking the shield like an idiot, and he really had the urge to poke his eyes.

"No need. I kept watch for the first half of the night. You go to sleep. Wei Jun muttered in a daze, "It's snowing, I'm going to rub my shield with a snowball, and today I slaughtered eight third-order bodies and six fourth-order bodies, and it was bloody to the core." It's too dirty, Xiaoyu, the shield is too dirty......"

Then you should let it go! Han Xiuyu complained silently.

Wei Jun's head drooped little by little, and the veteran beside him laughed happily, taking out a hard cushion and leaning it on his back. lest his tender flesh be wounded by the iron sheet of the military card.

The slight snoring was drowned out by the sound of military trucks marching, and the road shakily continued. It didn't take long for many soldiers to take a nap.

And with the slow passage of time, only Han Xiuyu and a special veteran with great qualifications were left on the military card.

This is a middle-aged man with half of his face ruined, and even one of his eyes is blind. He is in his early forties, with a flat head, and his face is full of vicissitudes of life, but he also has the special charm of a mature man. It's not "old", but it's deeper than most people.

The man paid attention to Han Xiuyu for a long time, and saw that he was frowning and uneasy at the blank card, and at that moment, he asked, "Han family boy, what are you thinking?" I see you're annoying. ”

"Hmm......" Han Xiuyu replied softly, his tone mixed with anxiety that could not be concealed, "This senior, what do you think of the Himalayas?" ”

"The Himalayas?" The man was slightly stunned, and only said after a moment, "It is a natural military defensive wall, just like the Great Wall, which is very clear and has an important military strategic position. ”

Han Xiuyu nodded, and finally said, "Then...... If the Himalayas ...... What about an area where enemy forces are hiding? ”

"Hidden?" The man subconsciously frowned and retorted, "Impossible, just climbing over the mountains is a time-consuming and laborious matter, how can there be a lurk?" ”

"I mean...... It's not necessarily people who are lurking. Han Xiuyu sighed and explained, "For example, a large number of insects are stacked on top of each other passing through the mountain range, for example, the zombie corpses and mutant beasts in the mountain range itself are stored in the zài ......."

The man's face was slightly gloomy, as if he understood something, and his voice trembled slightly, "You mean, the place in the mountain range, something is wrong now?" ”

"I don't know." Han Xiuyu gave an honest answer, "I just saw it there, and the blood flowed like a river!" ”

……

"Whew-"

A round head had been severed off by Zelli, and the corpse, gushing with warm blood, fell backwards, his hands and feet twitching.

The sweet smell of blood drifted through the air, and as Zell slowly pried open his skull and began to consume the brains, the eight-headed corpses gathered around him were about to move.

Zell glanced at the indifferent Dumukai, and simply put down his brain and raised his hand to dismember the corpse on the ground.

I saw that his slender fingers gently brushed the muscle texture of the corpse, and it was very well dismantled into pieces, and some organs that did not smell good were thrown to the "pets" on the side, and he smiled and took out a complete beating heart, and handed it to Du Mukai like an apple.

"Eat." Zell smiled and handed the boy a row of ribs mixed with tender meat on his breast, "Du Mukai, don't tell me, you can't get used to eating these things that we treat as rice." ”

The young man's delicate eyebrows and eyes frowned slightly, and a slight discomfort flashed in his bloody eyes, but in the end, this superficial fluctuation calmed down, leaving only a familiar indifference.

He stretched out his hand and indifferently took the beating heart, tilted his head, opened his mouth, and caught the human blood spilling from the broken pipe, and the warm liquid burned the cramping stomach along the throat, so comfortable that he closed his eyes.

It turns out that this is the real taste of human beings, and it turns out that he is indeed an out-and-out monster......

Squeezing out the juice of his heart, Du Mukai did not wander this time, and simply gnawed on the fishy piece of meat. The human heart has long developed the most resilient muscles because it beats day after day.

So, as if he had discovered his own preference, Du Mukai suddenly stabbed his fierce gaze at the surviving humans.

"Don't worry, they're all yours." Zell chuckled softly in his ear, his voice as warm as ever, "The people and animals sent by the Hebrews are all Tibetans who are in good health, and the total number is five hundred. Only three have been slaughtered now, and there is still a lot of grain left. ”

"Tomorrow, I'm going to the Potala Palace." "The second batch of animals that the Hebrews owe me on credit has been dragging on for days. I don't rush it, he really messes with me. ”

"What do you want so many people for?" Du Mukai's gaze focused on the back of the human animals, where a middle-aged woman hugged an eleven or twelve-year-old child tightly, staring at them in horror, "Maybe they will starve to death before we finish eating." ”

The corners of Zell's lips were slightly hooked, and the blood stained on the white hood was like a red plum falling in the snow, and it was very dazzling: "Do you think I took it to eat?" In addition to daily consumption, I also need more real products. Or rather, we need more and more companions. ”

"And they will be." Zell's smile deepened, "Dumukai, that's exactly what you wanted, isn't it?" ”

When the world is full of zombies, and when everyone you care about has become an "immortal" dark creature, you can hold the skull of the person you care about and rub it all night, whether it is angry or painful, the other party will never leave you again.

That's what you want to be "eternal," Dumukai......

"Like-minded?" Du Mukai muttered, he suddenly stretched out his finger to the trembling child, and the killing intent in his voice overflowed little by little, "I'm not full, that person, I want that person's heart." ”

He saw that the eight-headed corpse beside him did not disobey his orders as if he respected Zel, and in an instant, the child in the mother's arms was dragged and pulled in front of Du Mukai, and the hoarse screams permeated the entire area, and the mother behind did not know where to get the strength, but directly pounced on the child's body to cover the child's body, and then was smashed by the claw of the fourth-order body.

The blood was wanton, the human body was broken, and a mother and son died in front of Du Mukai in the blink of an eye, and when the mother's hateful eyes stared at him, Du Mukai only felt that there was something warm in his heart that was really sealed by the ice.

"Why are you happier than me...... Du Mukai dragged out the child's body, cut open his chest, slit the blood-filled artery, and sucked it heavily, "Why...... You're happier than I ......."

Zell's tongue swept away the blood stains on his lips, and he looked at Du Mukai who was immersed in eating human flesh, and the darkest plan in his heart was slowly kicking off.

Dumukai ...... It is a rare petri dish, as long as you cultivate him well, plan him, and raise him, you can fully play his many incredible places and improve more than one grade of strength.

Therefore, in the area of grain reserves, there is no one who attaches more importance to him than Du Mukai. (To be continued......)

PS: The second watch is tumbling, and the number of words is uncertain......