"The target's current location is on the tenth floor of the hotel next to the square in front."

In the White City, on the top of a low-rise shop at the intersection of a street in Area B, a group of six people with weapons in their hands looked at a square about a hundred meters away.

It was a leisure plaza with a central fountain.

However, at this time, the originally clear and snow-white fountain scattered in the shape of petals turned blood-red.

In the fountain, there were several mutilated corpses lying in all directions, their faces pale and their wide eyes full of horror.

However, in the fountain, there are still a few squatting people, who are bowing their heads and gulping "food".

On one side of the fountain, there is a collapsed performance stage.

Offstage were all kinds of discarded glow sticks and blood stains on the ground, and on the stage were various musical instruments and trampled performance equipment stained with blackened blood.

Several "spectators" with bloodied eyes are competing for a blood-stained head in a leather jacket, headset and sunglasses.

And next to it, there was also a glowing fluorescent screen that roughly read "So-and-so I love every part of you" and fell to the ground, and the avatar on the screen seemed to be the same as the one they were fighting for.

That's right, this location is the square in Area B where the concert was being held that was first observed by the reconnaissance beetle in the first place.

Of course, now in this square, there is only one real protagonist.

It was the one in the center of the square, whose body moved slowly, and from time to time used the suction cup to swallow a few corpses that had fallen to the ground and would not turn into zombies because of their mutilated heads.

Then, in front of the surrounding residential buildings, a large jet of parasite-infected water was sprayed.

"There is a tyrant leech, in this situation, it is not easy to save people."

The female doctor player No. 222 turned slightly pale, after all, this square scene was much bloodier than in the hotel before.

However, her psychological endurance is obviously much stronger than that of ordinary female players.

It was a little uncomfortable, but after taking two breaths, it was nothing.

"Instructor, it seems that this No. 1 target has been chosen a little badly. Wouldn't it be all targets, all in the vicinity of mutant leeches? ”

As for the female scout of No. 150, she didn't react at all, as if she was used to this situation.

However, when she said this, there was a gleam in her eyes.

This woman is indeed very smart, and she knows that Fengluo can be observed remotely by scouting beetles.

And she is asking this now, in fact, she wants to know from Fengluo's mouth how far the reconnaissance beetle can detect, and how much control Fengluo can rely on the reconnaissance beetle to grasp the situation?

"Not exactly!"

Fengluo shook his head.

Windfall doesn't explain why, with no Tyrant Leech nearby target, he chose the more dangerous Target No. 1.

The more dangerous the task, the greater the benefits.

This is not only understood by Rebel players, but also by Coalition players.

However, the words of the 150 female scout player just now made Fengluo think slightly.

Fengluo is actually a little skeptical.

This rescue mission may be because the system has already designed the mission process, rather than a temporarily modified mission.

Because, it stands to reason that these rich second generations and official second generations should be more well-informed, knowing that the White City will be very unsafe in these days, and it is even very likely to become a battlefield.

These second generations, who should theoretically cherish their lives very much, will even go to dangerous places?

This is undoubtedly unreasonable.

Of course, it is not excluded that there are indeed some people who like this kind of stimulation.

However, Windfall did spot that four of the five targets that needed to be rescued were trapped near the location of the Tyrant Leech.

This ratio is undoubtedly a bit too high.

In particular, the No. 1 target is hiding just one story away from the rebel sniper player.

One floor above him, standing by the window, was the sniper of the rebel army who was now holding a sniper rifle and searching for players from the Federation faction!

A sniper with an exposed position, of course.

In fact, it is equivalent to losing the threat.

Doing missions near the Tyrant Leech, the real threat is not the players of these rebels, but the ......

"Whew!"

While the Wind Fall Six were observing.

Behind them, there was a sudden sound of something hitting the ground with a bang.

An infected NPC with black blood stains on his face, like a white-collar worker in an urban suit stained with blood, making his appearance look very hideous.

Twisting his neck that had been twisted and badly deformed from falling from the top of a tall building, he got up, and then waved his sharp fingers, and pounced on the wind and a few people with nimble steps.

"Bang!"

“-8025！”

When he had just taken two steps.

A 12.7MM SNIPER BULLET HAD PIERCED ITS FOREHEAD, BLASTING THE BACK HALF OF HIS HEAD LIKE A WATERMELON.

The young man of sniper No. 09 was expressionless, and the sniper rifle in his hand "clicked", ready to fire a second shot.

"Boom!"

However, the No. 88 heavy armor fighter is already one step ahead.

The Alloy Shield slammed into it with a loud wind, completely smashing the head of the infected NPC that had been shattered off a small half of its head, but seemed to have some strength left.

"There are no parasites, you can remove the shield, and the energy fluctuations will attract the attention of the rebels!"

The female scout player put down a pistol that was somewhat similar to a sand eagle in her hand, and said to the little fat man behind her, who had opened the energy shield for a second.

This urban white-collar man should be a pure NPC infected by an evolutionary virus, and there is no parasite in his body.

Therefore, after being completely blown out of the head, he was killed directly, saving a lot of trouble.

Evolutionary viruses are capable of indefinite and sustained transmission through bloodstream and wounds.

But fortunately, infected with parasites, it seems that only through the tyrant leech can reproduce, otherwise, the battle would not be so easy.

"That mutant leech isn't too much of a problem, after all, it's some distance from the target's building, as long as it doesn't alarm it, it should be fine."

"However, these infected people are a big problem!"

Fengluo didn't look back at all, but his eyes were hollow, observing the situation in the entire square area from the scout beetle's field of vision.

Compared to the quasi-boss tyrant leech that had just been released by the wind fall, they had already been dealt with.

This tyrant leech, which has no armed forces around it at all, can be said to be very well developed.

Throughout the plaza area, under the special vision of the Scout Beetle, each building has a large number of moving yellow dots representing infected subjects.

In terms of quantity, it definitely exceeds a thousand.

Moreover, this square is located in the living area of Zone B.

The square is surrounded by residential buildings and hotels, and God knows how many tyrant T-200s have evolved in these "well-fed" buildings during the time when the wind has fallen on their way!

In an open environment, a Commander Monster should be no threat to Fengluo and his party.

But in the environment of entering the building, this tyrant T-200, which cannot be killed quickly, is undoubtedly somewhat fatal to several crispy professions in the team.