By the time the scourge in India had subsided, it would be two days later.

On this day, the rain poured down, and the muddy rain hooked the dark brown mud flow into the large and small pits, gradually burying the previous horrific slaughter scene, erasing many traces of rotten bones and flesh.

Hebrew, who was hiding in the crevices of the rocks, was hungry and thirsty, and he turned all five of his fingernails up, pounding the dirt above his head again and again, until he pushed it away, and finally breathed in the fresh air that he had not seen for two days.

He no longer looked like he was on top of his usual days, and the Hebrews at this time were like lost dogs, crawling up step by step in the majestic rain, dragging his body with mud and blood, and finally dragging himself out of the lifeless underground world.

I don't know how many times, he thought that he would die at the bottom, and the originally good one-person pit began to collapse in all directions due to the sudden explosion from the outside world, causing him to sink more than ten meters sharply, and was almost smashed to pieces by the collapsed rock.

crawled back to the ground little by little from more than ten meters underground, if it weren't for his strong will to survive, I was afraid that he would die completely halfway through.

However, the quality of a high-level supernatural is not comparable to that of ordinary people, and even if the lack of oxygen makes his mind dizzy, his instinct will struggle to move towards his destination.

When I pushed away the last piece of mud covering my head, I thought that I would encounter another scene of Zerg and Xenomorph fighting, but I didn't know that the slaughter had already ended. The last remaining remains of the Shiva base were bones everywhere, not even a single visible living thing.

The Hebrew gasped for breath and opened his mouth to pick up the rain falling from the sky. Hurriedly swallowing the hot throat that nourishes himself.

The rainwater, which contains the virus, is as cold as a poisonous snake, entering through the mouth and tongue and sliding down the esophagus. Finally, it mixes with gastric juice to relieve hunger and pain in the abdomen.

After a little sobering up, Hebrew suddenly reached out and touched his eyes, and finally opened his mouth and laughed maniacally.

He's alive! Alive, in the midst of this goddamn insect tide! Should he be grateful for the blood that Zell poured into his body, if it weren't for this, he would have been dismantled and eaten by the Zerg a long time ago?

It's sad that hebrew is alive until now. still can't get rid of the fate of being a lackey.

The mood swings made him not notice the abnormality around him, and it was only when the rain above his head was a little lighter that he suddenly realized that he was in a daze on such an occasion. Sure enough, the comfortable days have passed for too long. So much so that there is no longer the vigilance of the past.

Hebrew opened his eyes and stared straight at the shadow falling above his head. It was a very familiar face, for he had been beaten once, and he remembered very well the Hebrews who had insulted him.

The handsome boy stood beside his head and looked down at him. He was like a lowly ant. All the embarrassment and lowliness are hidden in this gaze.

The rain dripped down the other party's waist-length black hair, and the open bone wings were polished by the water, and each bone spur showed a piercing edge.

"Dumukai?" Hebrew spat out the Chinese name with some awkwardness, "Heh, what are you doing here?" Look at me jokes? ”

Although the other party's Chinese is really not very good, it does not prevent Du Mukai from distinguishing the meaning: "Zell asked me to take you away, Hebrew." ”

"Would he be so kind?" The Hebrew quipped, "The situation in India has become a mess." Why did he ask you to take me back? I don't have any use here. ”

Du Mukai did not answer. He didn't know how to answer this question. All he knew was that he wanted to bring the man in front of him back, and he had heard that his blood would be the best tonic for Dasha.

Lifting people up like a dead dog, Dasha spread his wings and flew in the direction of Egypt, shivering in the wind that rose from the ground after a rainstorm, and for the first time in Hebrew felt that it was a relief to fall from a high altitude and become a puddle of flesh than an unknown fate.

……

In India, in the area near Banana Manor, the first batch of flesh cut from the giant elephant has been packed, and with the roar of military aircraft, the black machine loaded with goods cuts through the sky and drives towards the distant central base.

"It's a shame." Some veterans lamented, "A heavy rain washed the blood away and wasted a lot of food...... It's a shame. ”

"It's nothing, we can still eat meat and bone broth today, it's full, it's solid enough." Recruits don't have the worries of veterans, they just need to eat enough, which is a big deal, "If only there were green onions and pepper and salt!" It tastes several times better than when it's dry-cooked. ”

The veteran smiled and slapped the junior's head, and said, "That's not what I care about, silly boy, this heavy rain will wash away the bloodstains, it won't be long before it...... It's time for the monsters to come. ”

The recruit's face changed suddenly: "That...... That...... No way! This is to tell the captain about them! ”

The veteran stopped him, his face darkened slightly: "Stupid or not, you dead boy, I can think of it here, they should understand, I want you to draw snakes to add to your heart!" ”

As soon as these words fell, the recruits returned to their original places in a daze, and sure enough, it didn't take long for Yun Mo to send a group of soldiers to cut off a large number of white bones and pack bone marrow, looking like they were packed and taken away.

The soldiers moved very quickly, and there was basically no place to miss and Conoco, while the giant elephant's cortex was abandoned in place due to the large number of parasites.

The military planes from the central base flew away in waves, and Yun Mo watched the dark red "stream" on the ground split into seven or eight lines and flowed in different directions, turned around and ordered the teams to set off to find a new foothold.

Because the insect infestation in Tibet and Xinjiang has been solved, and a lot of zombies have been destroyed, the base is very peaceful in the near future. They have plenty of time to survey the new terrain in the field, and by the way, they can collect enough seeds of edible plants to bring back to the base for planting.

"Yunmo, according to the pattern of Indian plantations before the end of the world, the left and right are also in this area." Ying Tianyang turned the handheld computer in his hand. "There are also many orchards near this 3,000-acre banana plantation. Even further along, there is a dedicated breeding center for Indian sacred cows. ”

Speaking of this sacred cow, Ying Tianyang's face was a little dark: "India is more superstitious, they believe that monkeys and cows are psychic species, so they need to be carefully raised, not slaughtered." Even, there are cattle breeders who will ...... directly Drink cow urine directly. It is said to be the cure for all diseases. ”

Speaking of the so-called cow urine drink legally marketed in India, Ying Tianyang only felt that last night's bone broth was about to spit out: "Because the sacred cow is not allowed to be slaughtered, so." Maybe we'll be confronted with a herd of cattle when we reach our destination. ”

"Hmm." Yun Mo said expressionlessly, "Very good, another batch of fresh meat." ”

The corners of Ying Tianyang's mouth twitched subtly, and he continued: "It's about thirty kilometers away from us. It used to be a village. There are 3,060 people who are engaged in farming, and maybe go around there and we can find survivors. ”

"Not yet." Yun Mo lowered his eyes and said lightly, "I don't want to lead a group of Indians and let them watch how we slaughter the sacred cow by the way. Don't do it in front of the person in front of the person in which you have a conflict of beliefs, or else. In addition to facing zombie aliens, we also have to face a group of natives. ”

"Pack up the materials that should be collected first, and then go to find people. When they find that there is no food in the surrounding area, they will naturally follow us even if they want to live in a snail's nest. ”

"Mark all the nearby material locations, India is a treasure land, and if it is cleaned up in the future, it can be developed into a good plantation base."

Yun Mo narrowed his eyes, and a plan rose in his heart: "Merge the land of Thailand and Burma with India, extract some people to rush into the central base, and then extract elites from various countries to inject into it, and we have one more fortress, and it is also a high-end plantation specializing in providing melons, fruits and vegetables." ”

Ying Tianyang quickly typed a string of characters into the palm computer and asked, "Who is in charge of this plantation plan?" ”

"Give it to the 'Shudu' base." Yun Mo replied, "This is the implementation plan in half a year, now, it's time for us to go." ”

The rain was still heavy, and the human footprints had just fallen, and in the blink of an eye, they were washed away by the rain. In this way, even if there is a monster behind it, it will not be able to detect the traces of human color, because of this heavy rain, all the clues have been cut off.

……

Egypt, in the advanced laboratory, Zell sewed the last stitch on the corpse's face, and then took off his mask to carefully examine a newly baked "plastic surgery" zombie in front of him, only to feel that his craftsmanship has improved a little.

I saw that the zombie lying on the operating table was almost the same as Zell in terms of body shape and size, and a face that had just been operated on by Zell was already seven or eight points similar to him, thinking that after the wound healed, the zombie's face could reach ninety percent similarity with Zell.

Unfortunately, the Egyptians' complexion was generally a healthy wheat color, and Zel's skin was somewhat skewed to the color of a white man, and if it weren't for Dumukai's unsuitability as an experiment, perhaps Zell would have really hit him with his idea.

However, since Du Mukai can't be used, it doesn't mean that others can't use it, for example, Hebrew, although the difference in body shape and size is slightly large, as long as it is properly disguised, there will not be much difference.

And the reason why Zell wanted to create a clone on a whim was just because he had a better idea in mind.

The zombie on the operating table slowly opened its eyes after pouring two drops of blood into its mouth from Zell, and the coercion fluctuated faintly, and this impact and absorption actually allowed it to easily break through the sixth order.

The knife wound on his face healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his face, which was originally seven or eight points similar, instantly condensed into nine points, if this sixth-order body was allowed to smoothly change into Zel's clothes, I am afraid that few people would be able to tell the difference between the two.

The Sixth-Order Body knelt respectfully in front of Zel, waiting for his own king to take his fate for life. Zell smiled and put his hand on its forehead and said slowly, "It's not enough...... Ripening to the sixth order, Han Xiuyu will not be concealed, I will mature you to the peak of the seventh order, and then ......"

Then, in his place, he died in the hands of men.

Zell's sight swelled with a touch of killing intent, not only this one, but he would more or less portray the zombies in the future according to his own mold, and when the humans slaughtered them to numbness, it was the time for them to die.

Humanity's "Atlantis" needs time to repair and multiply, and his Egyptian, African, Indo-Kyrgyzstan, is not the same?

There are enough chess pieces to be released to make trouble, and external troubles will unite mankind, but the safety period after external troubles will make them slack, and if they are lax, there will be internal strife.

He walked very steadily in every move, swept every corner cleanly, and the entanglement of thousands of threads was just to weave a big net and finally arrest the most powerful prey.

"From today onwards, your name is Zell, Szell." Zell smiled, his black eyes glowing, "Learn how humans speak, I don't want you to miss the stuffing as soon as you open your mouth." ”

The mind of the sixth-order body could keep up with Zel's orders and understand what he meant, but the sound coming out of his throat was still the "roar-".

When Du Mukai set foot here with the Hebrews, he had a stunned expression, and anyone who suddenly saw two almost identical faces would feel incredulous, and the posture of the two standing and kneeling was really ...... It's weird.

"Hebrew, long time no see." Zell looked at him with a smile, "I miss it so much. ”

Hebrew didn't speak, just quietly looked at the sixth-order body for a while, his eyes were cold, and he said: "Zel, I don't want to talk nonsense with you, what do you want me to do, just say it." ”

"You seem to be a lot more refreshed." Zell smiled, "I won't talk nonsense with you, after a few days, I will tidy up and take it to the human base to find fault." ”

Zell pointed to the zombie next to him and smiled: "You just have to watch it die at the hands of the other party, of course, by your acting skills, Hebrew." ”

"Heh, Zell, what? Forced by humans to the point where you need to fake your death to escape? Hebrew sarcastically said, "I didn't expect you to be like this, I thought you were a great talent, but you were also a coward hiding in the rear." ”

Superficial verbal blows, Zell didn't care, he just said to Dumukai: "Take three hundred milliliters of his blood and feed it to Dasha." ”

Without saying a word, Du Mukai lifted the needle and stabbed it into Hebrew's shoulder, and he didn't know that it was pierced into that blood vessel, and the pain made Hebrew's face darken, and he wanted to explode instantly.

However, the two in front of him were not good stubble, and their strength was much higher than him, so he could only watch the blood flow into the blood bag, and finally be fed to the young zombies in that place.

With a momentary verbal rapidity, a bag of precious blood was shed, and it was still fed to the zombies, and the mood of Hebrew can be imagined.

Zell really won't let him die, but, there are ways to make him worse than dead. (To be continued.) )

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