Night, Eighth Theater of Operations, Central Shelter.

The steward's mood is a little worried, and the ten NPCs who went out to capture the player have not returned to the shelter until now, which is definitely not a good sign.

"Did something happen to them?" The steward secretly thought in his heart: "Is it the villains from the surrounding counties, or outsiders from other war zones?" ”

The two possible bad situations, compared with the outsiders in other war zones, the steward, would rather the truth of the matter be done by the group of villains in the surrounding counties.

Because the steward has more or less some understanding of the villain, and if he is replaced by an outsider, it will be a completely black matter in front of him.

You must know that now the central shelter, one-third of the armed forces, support the first war zone to meet the tide of corpses, and also take away nearly half of the equipment and ammunition, if there is an outsider attack, then the central shelter is very likely to be destroyed.

Knock knock~!

There was a knock on the door, and the steward, who was preoccupied, sighed and said, "Please come in." ”

The door opened, and the outer guard sentry led the two female players into the room. Through the only light in the room, the steward, staring at the two female players with dirty faces, after a long while, sighed and said, "Take it back, take it well, I'm not in the mood today." ”

The outer guard sentry was stunned for a moment, this is not the style of the steward, what's wrong today?

"Not yet." The more the steward looked at the sentinel, the more upset he felt.

In the central shelter shrouded in night, two searchlights swept back and forth into the darkness around the shelter.

Two blind-eyed mother zombies, sniffing the breath of the human base, leaned over.

On the wall, three NPC sentinels sit together, each holding something that makes them feel high.

"Yes K." Sentinel A pulls out two cards.

"Yes A." Sentinel B.

"Pair two." Sentinel C.

"King Fried." Sentinel A threw out the two kings, and the winner reported on the ground: "These two cans are mine." ”

"There are zombies." Sentinel B grabs the can in front of him, gets up and runs.

Bang~! Bang~!

Two gunshots rang out, and the mother zombie fell in response. Headshot, Sentry B is quite satisfied with his marksmanship.

"Wait, listen, what's the sound?" Sentinel C originally thought that after shooting the mother zombie, it would be a lonely night next, but he didn't think that in the depths of the darkness, there was a faint cry of zombies, and what made his heart beat faster was that this time the zombie wails were very dense, and there were definitely more than two zombies.

Just as Sentry C's doubts fell, a searchlight from the shelter swept into the darkness.

In just an instant, Sentinel C's face lost color and became white, and his pupils suddenly increased dramatically, revealing his inner thoughts at the moment.

The darkness, not the darkness, the countless extremely rotten dead faces, made people's hearts rise with fear.

"Where did the zombies come from?" Sentinel C muttered in his heart, and he was already screaming in his throat: "The corpses are coming, be on alert!" ”

Sentry A runs to the alarm and quickly pulls the button.

The air raid sirens sounded, the screeching sounded, the silence of the night was broken, and the armed NPCs of the base, who had just fallen asleep, got out of bed, picked up their guns, and rushed out of the door.

The defense of the central shelter is triangular in shape, and Sentinel C initially thinks that the corpses are only attacking from one corner, but when the air raid sirens go off, information about the corpses coming from the other two corners also arrives.

Haven't the surrounding zombies been cleaned up?

Where do the corpses come from?

Doubts followed, but now the minds of the armed NPCs can't be scrupulous at all.

Hundreds of hastily armed NPCs climbed the three-meter-high wall of the shelter one after another, and in an instant, the line of fire pierced the night sky, and the gunfire rang out.

In the main building of the shelter, the steward hurried to the room where the lord was.

"Ah Yun, what are you panicking, isn't it just a zombie horde?"

The steward, the reason why he is the steward, must have his extraordinary.

Ah Yun is thoughtful, courageous and controllable, which is what makes him a steward.

"Big brother, isn't it as simple as you think?" The steward said uneasily, from the disappearance of the ten trackers sent out today to the arrival of corpses at night, he felt more and more that there was some kind of connection between the two.

"Then tell me, why is it not a simple method." The Lord of the Sanctuary was behind a black curtain, unable to see his people, only to hear them.

"A long time ago, I sent someone to clean up the zombies around the shelter, and we have also experienced the zombie tide, it stands to reason that the possibility of a large group of corpses appearing is extremely low, but now, they are coming, and it is still at night."

"Oh, your conclusion?"

The steward calmed down his restless heart for a few moments, and said slowly: "I suspect that there are outsiders, and the disappearance of the pursuers is related to outsiders, and the attack of corpses is also related to outsiders. ”

"Oh, is there such a thing?" Behind the scenes, there was a slightly surprised question from the lord.

"I'm just guessing, the deputy lord is not here, this time, it is the weakest moment of the shelter's defense, I hope that this time the corpse attack is just a simple corpse attack." The steward then added, "I'll deal with the worst-case scenario!" ”

"Don't think too much, Ah Yun, even if the sky falls, there will still be me." The lord will always say things that will reassure his subordinates.

"Oh." The steward turned and left the lord's room, and walked to the top floor of the main building.

On a high-rise building near the central shelter, Ye Feng, who had set up an anti-materiel sniper rifle, closely watched the central shelter where gunfire was everywhere.

"Boss, there's an NPC in the main building, looking around."

Ye Feng: "The operation is canceled, stay put." ”

"Standing still?" Ouyang Zhenchen, who was following Ye Feng, really didn't figure it out, and he couldn't imagine it, isn't now the best time to attack?

It took you an afternoon and risked your lives to attract a few waves of zombies, just to attack the NPCs when they climbed the wall.

Sixty sentinels, each with one bullet, solved the battle in a matter of minutes, and then entered the shelter to save more than 200 players trapped in the warehouse.

Ouyang Zhenchen has been in the warehouse, he knows the taste of staying in the warehouse, all kinds of smells are mixed, life is better than death, seconds are like years, some female players, can't stand that smell, they would rather choose to be taken away by NPCs, and never return.

Therefore, if he could, Ouyang Zhenchen couldn't wait to rush into the central shelter now and save people from fire and water.

"How long will it take?" Ouyang Zhenchen asked Ye Feng in a low voice.

"Two o'clock in the morning." Ye Feng gave the answer.

Ouyang Zhenchen didn't continue to ask Ye Feng, because he knew that since the Blood Mist had come, they would definitely not return empty-handed.

"Just wait!" Ouyang Zhenchen sat on the ground, leaning his back against the wall of the top floor, quietly listening to the fierce gunfire in the central shelter.

Half an hour later, the gunfire gradually died out, and there were no human screams, indicating that the NPC forces had completely eliminated the corpse attack in the night.

"Boss, the NPC on the roof has left."

"Roger, stay on standby, two o'clock in the morning, infiltrate the central shelter." Ye Feng replied calmly: "From now on, take turns to rest." ”

Ouyang Zhenchen's heart was crossed, and he decided not to sleep, to wait until the moment when Ye Feng and the others sneaked into the shelter, but after waiting, he closed his eyes, maybe because he was too tired, or maybe he had never been so down-to-earth as today.

Really, I'm so tired, it's time for a good night's sleep!