"Shhh The zombie's unique scream emanates from a thick mist, the kind of hoarse whine of air squeezing the throat, like that of an asthma patient before the cataclysm.

"Don't panic! Don't panic! A one-eyed 'Night Slaughter' said in a muffled voice, he held a giant axe in his hand, staring at the dense fog in the eye of the wind, his right arm was already bare, only the dirty triangular scarf was tied to it, he had long been unable to see the real color, he stared at the wind outlet with his only one-eye, "Look at this time, these bed bugs on the other side are playing any other tricks!" ”

Finally, a mottled figure squeezed out of the thick fog, like a rag doll from hundreds of pieces of cloth, this big-bellied zombie with an upper body that far exceeded the lower body, and its whole body was covered with dense scars, as if it had been stitched together by life, and it was very ugly.

But One-Eyed Night Tu understands how difficult this zombie that exudes a putrid smell is - fused zombies, killing a fused zombie often requires a combination of two or three people to complete a one-hit kill, if it is a person who encounters it, then congratulations, for a long time in the future, it will be like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, keep falling, festering, falling again, and fusing again...... Players who participate in the Guardian Battle would rather go head-to-head with the ossified zombies than face this guy alone!

With the appearance of the first fusion zombie, more and more zombies also appeared from the dense fog, and for a while, the front of the long front was full of zombies!

"Phew! I'm a master of their skills, but it's still the same, I didn't say it, brothers! Let's let the auxiliary brothers come to a wave first, and then we'll slowly deplete! One-eyed Night Tu spat out thick phlegm fiercely, since the fusion zombies are still in front, in a short time, they have nothing to fear, because, the slow-moving fusion zombies are huge, and with traps and obstacles, they can be used as a wall of meat for the player for free, and in a short time, the player does not have to worry about the collapse of the defense line.

It's just that......

About ten minutes passed, and after stepping out of the thick fog, these big zombies stood there quietly like stone statues, not moving!

"Brother Hao, no, why don't they move!" A young man next to him leaned over and whispered, as a player separated from the Deng Lao Association, he has no consciousness of latecomers at all, in fact, most of the players in the safe zone are 'Younai is a mother', as long as you care about me to eat and drink and give me silver equipment, I don't care what gang you are, therefore, the collective sense of honor of the Night Slaughter Gang makes these latecomers very disappreciative - even the army has no so-called honor in these years, what gang duties do you bandit-like people still advocate, Isn't this the brain that made the donkey kick!

One-eyed obviously discovered this problem a long time ago, and after hearing this, he frowned imperceptibly, turned his head to look at the players around him, and said coldly: "Everyone guard their own one-third of an acre, don't worry about anything else!" ”

As soon as these words fell, a noise came from the south, at first, everyone thought that there was some fresh blood coming into the safe area behind, but after a while, the chaotic footsteps mixed with the howling and screaming became louder and louder, this is obviously something bad happened!

"Mouse! Rat! All retreat! Retreat! A figure scurried from the trench on one side, and he cried out in fear, "We have been fooled! Fooled! Retreat ......"

"Shut up your mother's shit!" One-Eye strode forward, picked the man up from the mud, lifted him into the air, glared at the bull's-eyed and asked, "What's going on?" Hasn't the Lotus Gang in the south always been stable? ”

"The ossified zombies are concentrated in attacking there, and many players don't want to defend at all, and all the manpower that Deng Laohui has just replenished is dead, and the reserves are also dead!" The man's lips trembled, and his eyes chattered blankly, "We're done, the supermarket can't keep everyone finished, haha, it's over, we can quit the game, don't play, haha......"

This guy obviously had a nervous breakdown, One-Eye let go of his big hand, and let this person smash on the ground and continue to talk crazy, he turned around and swept around, seeing everyone looking at him expectantly, he gritted his teeth and said: "Brother Night Slaughter stay, everyone else will get out of Lao Tzu!" ”

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When there were only dozens of people left on the spot, One-Eye carefully took out an instantaneous potion from his arms, he picked up a bottle and laughed at the crowd proudly, and the dry dirt that formed a hard lump fell from his face: "Dry ball, these potions are all ours, this is the royal goods of the legendary team Xiao Ye and Yao Shen!" Come on, come on, take one bottle per person, and if it breaks, it's gone! ”

Everyone was either smiling or expressionless, and carefully took the potion from the one-eyed hand, and this kind of life-saving thing was still held in their own hands!

"Hao, Brother Hao, are we going to die?" A new 'Night Slaughter' said this, and suddenly felt that he was very spineless, and he hurriedly explained, "I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid that no one will know after death......

One-eyed's two thick fingers pinched the medicine and rubbed it back and forth, seeing that the lookout hand did not send a message, he knew that the zombies were still there waiting for the order to attack, and then he sat down on the box, and pressed the plastic box containing the materials to squeak: "I'm worried that no one will know if I'm dead, that's not it, with Master Lin here, the cemeteries of the brothers will be next to each other, but if you want me to say, what kind of cemetery do you want, burn it, bury it and maybe it will be dug up by zombies one day, it's disgusting to think about it!" ”

"Brother Hao, if Lin Ye knew that we were still here, he would definitely let the big guy withdraw ......" A voice came from the crowd, as if he was afraid of seeing it with one eye, and the person who spoke stopped making a sound after speaking, and the people present also gloomy when they heard this, and all of them knew that the only brother who talked to Lin Ye's side in the night slaughter had died, and the current front line and base camp were basically in no state of communication.

One-eyed didn't look around for this guy who was suspected of disturbing the morale of the army, he opened the lid of the box with one hand, and was very surprised to take out a pack of supreme cigarette cases, and said happily: "Blessed brothers, before the battle, you can still take a mouthful, happy!" ”

He took out one, threw the cigarette case into the crowd, and watched everyone divide the cigarettes in an orderly manner and light them themselves, he took out a match and carefully lit the cigarette in his hand, took a long breath and slowly spit it out, showing an expression of enjoyment on his big face: "I can't care about others, but you!" I'm still qualified to manage it, the ancients said, taking people's money to eliminate disasters for others, are all the masters who stand up to the sky, and the grinding and chirping of the special mother do the girl's business! Without Lin Ye, all of you are still working for those stupid people, forcing you to be a horse boy, and you can't even afford to eat a full meal every day, and now you have to work, and you start to be crooked? My Lao Pei was the first to refuse! ”

Seeing the eyes of the lookout, One-Eye knew that what should come was always coming, so he finished the cigarette with all his might, crushed the cigarette butt with his fingers, threw it on the ground and said, "Give Lao Tzu a job!" If Lin Ye speaks to retreat, Lao Tzu promises to be the last to go! ”

Seeing dozens of people lying back to their positions, One-Eye breathed a sigh of relief, he looked at the fusion zombies outside the eye of the wind, and muttered to himself: "Zhao Deyong, Lao Pei has done everything he promised you, you promised Lao Pei, remember to return it to me!" That old immortal, please kill you! ”

"Brothers, me!" Looking at the human wall composed of the black and suppressed zombies on the opposite side, he slowly moved in front of him, and One-Eye raised the big axe in his hand and stood up straight and shouted, the triangular scarf on his right arm that could not be seen was fluttering in the wind......

"Kill!" Everyone clenched the weapons in their hands and opened their mouths to scream, like wolves whose territory had been violated, whimpering and letting out a terrible howl!

"What about remote? Lean on, throw a wave first and then go back! "A one-eyed 'Night Tu' muffled his voice, the black and red triangular scarf on his arm had long been thrown away, in fact, his entire right arm was bare, exposed

(End of chapter)