Chapter 279: Poor Road 3 (Three Changes)
Two days later, on the European border, bombers took turns to press a huge number of zombies to a checkpoint. The battle on the front line is stalemate, countless air forces are thrown into the battlefield, and that thin layer of black fog is like boiling water, gradually rising a strange toxin.
Yes, toxins.
A toxin that can cause gradual paralysis of human nerves, weakness of limbs, dizziness, nausea and even physical regression. And what is more terrible than poisoning is that as human physiology declines, the immune system is also constantly collapsing.
As for the consequences of the collapse of the immune system, a large number of people who were exposed to the black fog lost their basic resistance, and then were assimilated into low-level zombies by the T-virus that escaped all over the world, and turned to attack their comrades!
This has happened from time to time in the last two days, and the most vulnerable must be the Army. Therefore, the European military has increased its investment and output to the air force, but the drawbacks are drawbacks after all, and no matter how to stop the pace of zombies, it can't stop the spread of the black fog.
And the fortress of Europe is precisely located at the downwind of the spread of black fog. I'm afraid that in less than a week, this airborne virus will burrow into all corners of Berlin City, dragging all the attached humans into the abyss of the dead.
It's a human tragedy, and it seems to mean that Europe is about to fall into a breeding ground for zombies. In the past few days, Europe has been gloomy, and the oppressive atmosphere cannot be relieved, and it is extremely dull.
Everyone understood that if they left Europe at this time, there was probably hope for survival. But once it leaves, it means the complete fall of the European continent, and the city of Berlin will become a paradise for zombies.
It should be a good deal to trade European territory for their own lives, but for soldiers with a strong sense of belonging in Europe, they would rather die in battle than evacuate this territory.
"If we leave, Europe will disappear from the map of humanity." "This is our homeland, the Rhine is my homeland, and I wish I could die in Debang and protect everything here with my blood and body." ”
"There is always a time when the virus is solved, but it is important to save lives." Someone else said, "Lost territory can be regained, but once a person dies, he can never return to the world!" ”
"It's just your choice, young man." The veteran said, "With the huge number of zombies and the invasion of the virus, the people who can say that they have recovered the territory are just trying to comfort them. Left this time, and may never come back. ”
"Is it worth the fearless sacrifice?"
"It's worth it." The veteran laughed, "We're leaving, and this group of zombies will go somewhere else." Everywhere they arrive, hell, young man, if we drag a zombie here, it means that the spread of the virus is a little slower. I'd rather be buried with them in Berlin than have them go somewhere else. ”
"I don't understand, why ......"
"For the sake of humanity, but also for their own choice."
The meeting in Berlin was noisy, but in the end, almost everyone decided to stay. The soldiers planted bombs on the inside and outside of the city walls as quickly as possible, and their decision was very clear: if they could not stop the attack of the 80 million zombie army, they must drag them to the city of Berlin for burial.
In any case, it is important to stop the spread of the virus outside of Europe.
The battle was even more stalemate, and Yun Mo, who was far away in the "glory" of China, was rubbing a white Zhizhi at the moment, checking up and down the wings that were about fifty centimeters long.
"It's very strong." Yun Mo praised, "It should be very useful." ”
"Of course!" Yun Jingwei has basically mastered the Chinese language, and now there is not much stagnation in her speech, "It's very small." However, it's fast! ”
"Can you cross the continent?" Yun Mo took out a map, clicked on his location, and then slid the line to the European border, "If you fly here from here, will this little thing be able to support it?" ”
Yun Jingwei said goodbye, and as soon as she spread her hand, she saw that the whole white Zhizhi suddenly raised his wings and circled upwards for a while, as fast as a bolt of lightning. She repeated the gesture of raising her arm and receiving the knowledge, and the mutant knew that it flew around the base tirelessly for a dozen laps, and it didn't seem to have the slightest difficulty.
"It's my big subordinate." Yun Jingwei stroked its wings and continued, "I know everything about it. ”
"From where we came out, to here." Yun Jingwei pointed to the gate of "Glory" and said, "It only takes a little time. ”
"Good." Yun Mo nodded, "I want it to do me a favor." ”
As he spoke, Yun Mo took out a cloud of red liquid wrapped in spiritual power, which was only ten milliliters left and right, but it exuded a terrifying momentum: "This is my blood, I hope it can send this thing to the place where there are the most zombies." ”
The ninth-order spiritual power had been condensed, and it was like a container, imprisoning the blood intact in it, trying to prevent it from diverging.
The mutated wings trembled slightly, obviously this small ball of spiritual power made it feel oppressed, and it felt a little reluctant to touch. But in the end, its tentacles were still stained with small balls, and Yun Mo took the blood and corpse parts of the zombies and fed them to Zhizhi, so that it could instinctively remember the taste.
Many zombies in Huaxia have been swept away, and the aliens and zergs in Southeast Asia are fighting to the death. Counting over and over, the breath of European zombies and African zombies is the strongest, plus the spiritual power can be guided, she is eighty percent sure that she will stuff this thing into the European battlefield.
Eighty million zombies are still the species that carry the virus, and Zel's blood capital is also large enough. But what if these 80 million zombies fight because of a bunch of blood?
Devouring each other, not clinging, messing up on the borders of Europe. Then, in the continuous encroachment and evolution of zombies, their number will become smaller and smaller, but their quality will become higher and higher.
This may not be a good thing, but once zombies have the potential to evolve, they will inevitably produce one or several monsters that are gifted with viruses. At that time, perhaps without the need for human tentacles, the black fog that permeates Europe will be devoured by evolutionary zombies.
But Yunmo also understands that these are palliatives rather than root causes. However, this is the most effective idea she has now, and this can't be done, after all, the researchers of the alliance have not yet given an explanation for the virus this time.
It's better to deal with one or a few poisonous zombies than to deal with the black fog that spreads in patches.
But apart from this hand, Yun Mo was not ready to make Zel feel better. Since Yun Jingwei has cultivated three blood balls, why can't she come up with three blood balls......
She's going to make Africa a mess, so that Zell doesn't even have a chance to get out! (To be continued.) )