"General, it's here again. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Damn, what kind of monster, hit me." With flames from the muzzle of the gun, General Auguste was old and strong, and he was no worse than a young soldier in playing with a gun.

The enemy is ......

A very disgusting and huge creature, wriggling pus, white as grease, and releasing the stench of a blinding nose. The pus was covered in black stuff, red-eyed crows, numbering thousands, and these crows did not die, but let out a sharp roar from their beaks one by one.

The monster saw the bullets and made an indeterminate sound, and with a hula, the crows scattered in all directions, disappeared in place, and black crows pounced on the soldiers from all directions.

These crows are weird, ten times faster, and they can't even be caught by sight.

The claws tore through the face, and the sharp beak pecked a hole in the door of the head, and the soldiers fell in pieces.

"Ghosts, ghosts!" The young blonde soldier couldn't stand the fear, threw down his gun, held his head, and turned to run.

The crows flew together and reassembled into that disgusting pus-soaked crow monster.

There were corpses everywhere, and only the old general was left alive, and the monster knew that this old man was the leader, so he was left to tease.

This behavior shows that monsters are not only intelligent, but also have a certain degree of narcissism.

August shouted with red eyes, "What are you?" ”

The monstrous raven slid in and out, screaming, not knowing how to speak.

This is the devil crawling out of hell, and August is born with a sense of despair.

In fact, he was wrong, this girl is not a mythical monster at all, nor is it a devil, it is a zombie.

A poor zombie who had lost both legs, lying on the ground and unable to move, under the combined action of the damp steam of the ground and the scorching sun of the sky, its flesh and blood rotted, gradually turning into a mass of pus, until it was dried dry by the scorching sun and died;

Suddenly, a helicopter came and sowed the G virus.

The poor zombie felt the desire to evolve, the instinctive desire of the creatures deep in the soul.

However, the pus from its body flowed out of the range of two meters, and it could not move, nor did it have energy, so it could not complete this evolutionary process. It can only wait quietly to die, waiting for the sun to dry it.

A large flock of crows came to eat its flesh, trampling on the pus and blood, and picking at the delicious carrion.

The poor zombie was overjoyed, and the pus and blood stuck to the crow, and under the instinctive desire, the aggressive cells devoured the red-eyed monster bird, reorganized his body, and he had hands, feet, and torso, and he could move. Then, relying on his evolved super speed and strength, he kept chasing and killing the crow group until nearly a thousand crows were incorporated into his body. It's driven by evolutionary instinct.

In the end, he became such a monster in front of him, a super powerful xenomorph zombie.

In addition to crow zombies, there are also human-dog zombies, human-cow zombies, human-donkey zombies, various animal combinations, and even plants combined. Raven zombies are only considered to be medium in combat power.

General August asked three times in a row, and the answer was a messy scream of a crow.

The monster lost patience anymore, and stretched out its evil claws, which were made up of the small claws of countless crows, quenched blue and shining with a penetrating cold light.

Rumble!

A cannonball hit the monster accurately, and in the wave of flames, August's body flew into the sky, and the monster screamed and burned, and flew into the distance, and the sky was full of flames and screams.

At the entrance to the basement, a tank rumbled up.

"General." Nearby soldiers finally arrived and dug out the old general from under the rubble.

August blew the dirt off his mouth, wiped the dust from his eyes with his hands, and blinked his eyes vigorously, the tears that provoked him washed away the dirt, and blurred the outline of the outline.

"It's a tank, where did it come from?"

The soldiers shook their heads one after another: "Our tank brigade has fallen, and I don't know where this one came from?" Under Gabriel's arrangement, the self-detonating zombies were mixed with other zombies, specifically destroying machinery, and the zombie army rushed over, and the equipment was quickly scrapped.

In amazement, the tanks came out of the basement one after another, as if endlessly.

In the colorful sky, a portal also appeared, and the helicopter rushed out with a loud noise.

Miracles, simply miracles.

Thinking that only Andrei's Red Police base could do it, August didn't understand what was going on, but it didn't affect him to make the right choice in the slightest.

"Soldiers, our reinforcements have arrived, follow me to fight off the zombies." The old general was about to rush forward with his gun in his hand, holding one hand on his shoulder.

A young man, dressed in a luxurious black dress that was out of place with the battlefield environment, held a short stick that looked like wood but not wood, iron but not iron. The appearance is elegant and atmospheric, and the words spoken are very harsh.

"You're the general here, tsk, this battle is really embarrassing."

August also felt aggrieved, but if he couldn't beat it, he couldn't beat it, before there was a pig teammate Gaohuang who had a magic power outage, and then there was a donkey teammate Yakov who was bitten to death by zombies, and after a virus invasion in the middle, he took office in a critical situation, and made a fatal mistake, sending three thousand elites to be pushed by zombies in one round.

In fact, when August was on the verge of battle, the situation was already irreparable, unless a miracle happened.

August recognized this non-mainstream remark, aggrieved, very aggrieved, but when he was scolded by others, he couldn't stand it, and said without anger: "Who are you?" ”

The young man in Chinese costume smiled: "Who am I?" The tanks and planes here are all mine. ”

The soldiers' eyes widened, this is the savior, August was in awe: "You're right, I'm indeed a bad general." ”

"Your soldiers are already in a mess, go and organize them first, and leave the battle ahead to me."

"I'll leave it to you, okay?" General August asked.

Ghost Eyes laughed: "I have 300 helicopters, 1,200 tanks, and 50,000 armored infantry, do you say it's okay?" ”

"This ......" Auguste was frightened, this is a world war; If you think about it, in terms of numbers, it's almost at the level of a world war.

Ghost Eyes laughed wildly: "If I pull them all over, your Commander Andre will go bankrupt." Although these old tanks need to be replaced, they are all thrown here, and Commander Andrei cannot afford to pay for them. ”

"And how many troops are you going to support?" ”

"Eighty helicopters, three hundred tanks, enough for 100,000 resource points, if you have more, you can't afford it."

General August was full of confidence: "Okay, the battlefield ahead will be handed over to you." I went to organize the soldiers. ”

"Go ahead." As soon as the words fell, there was a loud roar, and a tank was lifted and thrown into the heads of several people in the air.

"God."

August and the soldiers were so frightened that their legs trembled in the shadows, and they couldn't run.

The ghost eye in the black costume stepped forward, and with a short whip in his hand, he broke the tank into two pieces in one fell swoop, like papier-mâché.

"Impossible."

If it weren't for the fact that the tracks were stained with zombie flesh, August would have suspected that this was not a real tank, but a plastic model.

In the midst of lightning, a figure descended from the sky, its sharp claws as long as a sickle. A strange zombie, three meters tall, with two arms hanging at his feet, claws like hooks and sickles, thirty centimeters long. It hides cunningly in the shadows, and when the ghost's eye reveals a flaw, it unleashes a swift attack.

Just three meters away, the claw hit the invisible wall, and the zombie was catapulted and fell to the ground and rolled a few times, and a cannonball flew over immediately.

The long-armed zombie claw swung through, and the cannonball cut in half in the air, and the flames sprayed out a range of ten meters.