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Ten minutes, I couldn't stand still. But I still looked at the scene in front of me. Looking at the flesh and blood of the slave laborers and beastmen who fought for me, I knew that this was not the time to fall.

Fifteen minutes later, my head was already aching as if I had been hit with a hammer. I hadn't exercised vigorously, but I was already sweating. The salty beads the size of beans crossed my forehead and dripped into my eyes, and I sat down involuntarily.

No...... No way...... I held on to the wall with one hand, supporting my body and forcing myself to stand up. We are like this, once we relax a little, the spiritual pillar of the whole person collapses.

Twenty minutes later, the defense line could no longer hold up. Although the slave laborers and the beastmen were desperately trying to stop the tide of corpses of their kind, there were still too many people on the other side. In just twenty minutes, the tide of corpses 1,500 meters away had now advanced to 200 meters in front of them, and the sound of angry roars and torn limbs was close at hand.

No way...... I'll have to take a few steps back...... But I didn't move. Half because of physical exhaustion, half because of ...... Backwards and it's all over......

It's sad. I don't know how many people that damn Yuri sent to his death, but until this moment, I still don't see any sign of the end of the corpse tide from the opposite entrance.

I don't know where Darsh has gone...... If I don't move faster, I'll be finished......

It's already thirty minutes, and the beastmen are already close at hand. The crack in the line of defense finally appeared, and a slave laborer was now moving at a slow pace through the line towards me.

He's coming. Or rather, it's coming. I was confronted by a ragged white lab coat, waving my arms and screaming at me with teeth and claws.

It suddenly rushed at me at great speed, and the roar was deafening. It's strange, when did slave labor come so fast?

Although I don't have much strength, I can't slack off when facing the enemy. I pulled out another pistol from my waist and aimed it at the head.

Damn it...... Why did the target in front of him become a kaleidoscope, and several shapes appeared, and even the gun in his hand became extremely heavy?

The other party has broken through to the front of him, and he will kill it no matter what. The pistol fired, but unfortunately missed, the first bullet only hit it in the shoulder, and the slave laborers did not even stop for a moment.

At only five meters, the recoil that was originally as light as a feather, but I couldn't control it at the moment. The physical exhaustion was too great, and it was too late to fire another shot.

I pulled out my dagger, tied it with a rope to the tip of my sniper rifle, and stabbed it at the slave laborers in front of me. It's stupid enough to know how to dodge.

The sharp dagger stabbed into its chest under the fierce resistance of the opponent, and finally stopped the opponent from approaching any further. Then I stuck the stock of my sniper rifle in the iron railing of the sewer, and this time the pistol bullet finally pierced the opponent's head.

"Luck." I sighed.

That's right, my luck is okay. The voice of Daxia behind him came from far and near, finally bringing a little hope in this dark passage.

"Mark! What you want has arrived! Then! Darsha said, throwing a backpack at me. It's really embarrassing for her, she can still throw me a dozen kilograms of things.

"Bastard......" I sighed, patting my head. Luckily, Daxia doesn't have a lot of strength, and if this thing hits me in the stomach, I'll definitely vomit blood on the spot. But looking at the small backpack on the right side of the bag, there were still three or four sniper bullets, so I didn't care.

I picked up a wet sniper bullet and slipped it into the chamber of my sniper rifle. Although the effect is much worse, after being immersed in the venom left behind by the corrosive virus sniper bullet, it will still have the ability to corrupt others after coming into contact with other lifeforms.

I wiped the sweat from my head, propped open the sniper rifle mount, and pushed the bolt. I gave up trying to keep more slave laborers and berserkers in control, that was too much effort.

The heavy sniper rifle is taking a toll on my shooting accuracy. I simply lay on the ground, my crosshair aimed at a slave laborer at the front. Doesn't it mean that after genetic mutation, human beings will be stronger than the original in all aspects? But looking at the products of these genetic mutations, I really don't believe that these guys who rush forward in the face of any danger are actually "evolved humans".

The slave laborer who rushed to the first one was unlucky, and the bullet ended its journey inside its skull, and then immediately turned it purple.

After breaking through the defense line of its kind, maybe it is still dreaming of "being the first to eat meat and drink blood". But now, that dream has been shattered.

Looking at the green poisonous mist and a large amount of green liquid exploding twenty meters in front of me, I knew that a tragic massacre would take place next.

The venom was sprinkled on the other slave laborers and beastmen around them, and the wails immediately spread like dominoes, rapidly spreading from the front rows to the back. Everyone who touched the venom let out a scream and rolled on the ground, and when it was green, it quickly swollen into a green mass of humanoid flesh, and finally exploded into a large amount of green poison gas and sprayed venom everywhere in a wail.

The green wave spreads in all directions. Strange to say, as soon as the control ability he used just now stopped, his physical strength and energy immediately recovered at an extremely fast speed. A hand that couldn't lift a pistol just now can pick up a sniper rifle.

So I immediately threw the impaled slave laborer in front of me into the tide of corpses in front of me, so that I wouldn't be victimized myself. At this moment, Daxia finally came behind me out of breath and reminded me softly, "Then we will also ......"

"It's okay," I interrupted slightly, "we don't have ...... Bombs? ”

I threw the backpack in my hand into the air in the distance, and as the bomb flew to the ceiling, I raised my sniper rifle and hit the backpack with one shot.

There was a deafening explosion from the backpack, and the ceiling was blown through several large gaps in the terrible explosion. Although it was far away, I still subconsciously pulled Daxia to run away.

"Anyway...... Why are you blowing up the ceiling? At this moment, Daxia was already out of breath. I was almost stunned by the fact that my hair was scattered over my shoulders, beads of sweat were sliding down my forehead, and there was a hint of helplessness in my eyes.

"Huh? Daxia, what's wrong with you? Darsha asked softly again, and I came back to my senses.

No matter how quickly the poison gas evaporates, there is still a large amount of residue after all. And one of the great characteristics of the gas is that it spreads in all directions as the air spreads, gradually crowding out all parts of the entire channel.

Originally, the poisonous gas of the virus sniper shell is very volatile, and it stands to reason that it will not hurt us. However, even if the ventilation system is completely "detoxified" from the toxic gas in the corridor, it is difficult to protect us from the disaster. Not to mention that it is not only the poisonous gas that is being sucked away, but also the air that can be breathed.

Now, after making a hole in the ceiling, the effect is completely different. The green poisonous gas was sprinkled on Changbai Mountain, which was shrouded in snow outside, and it did not affect us at all.

If there was a psychic engineer who could command the tide of corpses in front of them, they should step back and "regroup" at this moment, instead of rushing up to their deaths pointlessly like they are now. It's a battle known as the "saw-saw meat grinder". Tsarist Russia on the Eastern Front was still able to use cavalry to break through the poorly defended German-Austrian positions, but after the invention of the virus sniper rifle and the Getter cannon, the sea of people was meaningless.

But they didn't, so the rush of corpses at the end of the passage only increased the number of dead and allowed the green venom to continue to spread. The scene was a bit disgusting, and it made Darsha retching all the time.

"If it weren't for not not eating for half a day...... I'm going to throw up right now......" Darsha leaned weakly on my shoulder. She's a little sticky, but for the sake of her eyes still looking pitiful, I don't care.

"Don't be in a hurry to vomit," I said, "and you see, the road is already open." ”

There was no sign of the corpse tide stepping into the far entrance of the hallway, and it was unknown if it was dead or not in time to send it to death, but it didn't matter. There are 33 hours left, and we still have big things to do.

"But do you really have a way?" Questioning, Darsha asked, "We don't have the nuclear bomb code, and there's no way we're going to get it." But if we didn't have the code for the nuclear bomb, we would have launched ......"

Before she could finish speaking, I picked up Darsha in the posture of a princess. Frightened, she waved her arms and flapped around in a panic.

"Lie down, don't move, I don't know how far I'll have to go to get through the venom 'water' on the ground in front of me," I shouted as I feigned irritation, "Isn't it just a conventional medium-range missile, and someone else will take care of this little trouble." Don't overthink it, you know? Comrade Daxia? ”

"Understood...... The commander ...... "Darsha's reply was lighter than a mosquito buzzing.