A human corpse was carried out by the unarmed people among the NPCs, Ye Feng looked at it suspiciously as he walked, and it was difficult to figure out what the use of these corpses was.

"It's not going to feed the zombies, is it?" After thinking about it for a long time, Ye Feng thought of a possibility in his heart.

"Damn, everyone is dead, what the hell are you going to do?"

However, as this angry curse rang out, the gunfire of the modified rifle followed.

Ye Feng turned his head in panic, and saw a survivor player who couldn't seem to look directly at the NPC and insulted his dead companion, pulled the trigger, and next to this player, the other two players didn't seem to have time to stop him.

The line of fire roared, and the survivor player quickly eliminated the two NPCs who were carrying the corpses, and ran to the corpses with a sad face.

Man is a sensual creature, and he is also the most impulsive creature, and this point, the more it seems to be embodied in the moment of crisis, even now, it is not the time to embody.

But in this world, there are always one or two, hot-headed, righteous fools, who use the slogan of sticking a knife in their brothers' ribs to do what they think is righteous in their hearts.

"Brother, I'm late, brother, I'll take you home."

"Can you go home because of your impulsiveness." The head kick slammed into the grief-stricken player's head.

"Am I doing something wrong, they are desecrating the corpses, they are going to take the corpses of our companions and feed them to the zombies." Grieving the player, he said with an indignant face: "Do you want to let them be bullied after death." ”

Ye Feng walked up, without saying a word, he slapped the player in the face, then shook his hand and pointed to the wall of the shelter, and said loudly: "I believe that in the next second, they will pull the trigger." ”

The player, who was a little stunned by Ye Feng's slap, followed the direction of Ye Feng's finger and looked at the city wall, and only saw hundreds of pitch-black muzzles, aiming at them.

At gunpoint, the sad-looking player seemed to know that he was wrong.

It's a pity that in this world, you can't buy regret medicine.

The internal riots in the South Courtyard shelter were destined to break out early.

"Fire." Ye Feng shouted loudly, everyone had their guns aimed, and now they could only scramble for a second or two while they hadn't fully reacted.

After the shouting fell, in the sudden burst of gunfire, Ye Feng took out his anti-materiel sniper rifle, and then aimed at the top of the central tower, and then without hesitation, it was a shot that bombarded it!

In the battlefield, if you are in a disadvantageous position, then at the beginning of the battle, you must first remove the enemy's commanding heights.

This is Ye Feng's battlefield experience, when he pulled the trigger, he didn't know that the lord of the Southern Courtyard was on the watchtower.

It wasn't until the destructive power of the second-order anti-materiel sniper rifle lifted off the top of the watchtower and the lord of the southern courtyard fell from a high altitude that Ye Feng suddenly realized that it was the lord.

"Boss, when did you know he was on it?" Tianding recalled looking at Ye Feng and said with sincere admiration.

"I just want to take the high ground off." Ye Feng replied.

He really didn't think that the person who took a telescope on the watchtower and looked around would be the lord of the shelter, he thought that the other party was just a guard sentry, a small role, and he didn't think about the big fish at all.

Hey, life is full of infinite wonders!

"All the sentinels, take the high ground of the shelter, and in five minutes, I want to see that you have taken control of the shelter." Tianding recalled, and didn't pay too much attention to the tragic death of the lord of the Southern Courtyard.

In the midst of the riots, as the captain of the dark sentinel, he must command the dark sentry troops to seize the opportunity at the first time, and then control the chaotic scene in his own hands.

However, things are not predetermined to be remembered, and they can be controlled if you want to control them in your head.

There are more than 300 NPC weapons in the South Courtyard Shelter, which is comparable to the number of survivor players, but as NPCs, they have been fighting for several years in the cruel end times, and the combat experience they have developed is definitely much richer than this group of survivor players who have just entered the virtual world and have not even been familiar with guns.

Although the survivor players, under Ye Feng's shouting, shot in advance and killed hundreds of NPCs, the remaining armed NPCs, after coming to their senses, launched a counterattack against the survivor players.

More than 300 survivor players huddled together, facing a dense line of fire flying from the muzzles of armed NPCs, they could only use their bodies to resist.

The blood flowed down, and the body softened.

The Dark Sentinels who are not yet in place can only watch as the survivor players fall in a pool of blood one by one.

Ye Feng could only watch as he could, all he could do now was to make the finger that pulled the trigger of the anti-materiel rifle a little faster.

Bang~!

Bang~!

With each sonic boom, the head of an NPC machine-gun fired from a high position on the wall exploded in a mist of blood.

The lethality of the second-order anti-materiel sniper projectile is so terrifying that the human brain, in front of it, is even more fragile than a watermelon.

"If you can save one, it's one." Ye Feng quickly changed the upper magazine, aimed, shot, and secretly begged in his heart.

Five minutes later, the dark sentry players arrived at the various manufacturing high points, and the sound of the cold gun of the sniper rifle reached Ye Feng's ears.

The Sentinels are beginning to take control of the battlefield.

Ten minutes later, the battle is over, and the shelter is covered in blood and corpses, both NPCs and survivors.

Originally, it was possible to easily destroy the NPC armament without damaging a single shot or bullet, but because a certain player could not look directly at the NPC's indignation at insulting the corpse of his companion, the plan was exposed in advance, and the flawless sneak attack plan instantly evolved into a stormy battle.

Ye Feng is very grateful to the six teams of the Dark Sentinel Force, with them, the battle will end quickly, and the fewer players will die.

But now is not the time to grieve, Ye Feng climbed the wall and looked out towards the bottom of the wall.

The battle with the NPC is over, but the war with the level 4 enhanced version of the corpse tide has just begun.

Sure enough, as Ye Feng expected, under the wall, there was already a dense group of zombies. At the edge of the wall, in several places, countless zombies are building corpse ladders, building them step by step.

Ye Feng hurriedly switched to the Whirlwind M4 and poured out third-order firepower towards the tallest corpse ladder. He aimed at the middle of the corpse ladder, and after the green line of fire penetrated, there was a fault in the middle, and the zombies who climbed to the upper layer rolled down from the top as if they had lost a stepping stone.

After pouring a base amount of ammunition, taking advantage of the time between changing magazines, Ye Feng glanced up at the corpse tide army.

This glance was an all-round look, so Ye Feng, who saw the whole picture of the corpse tide, really gasped twice.

In front of him, there was a sea of zombies, a zombie trend that could not be seen, Ye Feng had never seen so many zombies gathered together, this was not a level concept at all from the level 4 corpse tide that he had destroyed before.

This is called the real zombie tide!

Among the corpse tide, the most eye-catching are naturally those huge awakened giant zombies, which are nearly five meters tall, like a small mountain-like body, which is very shocking to people's visual nerves.

Big and wise, these awakened giant zombies walking among the corpses bent down coldly, grabbed the two mother zombies, and threw them into the shelter like cannonballs.

Instead of headless and brainless rampage, they choose to become throwing machines, throwing zombie cannonballs into the shelter.

"The way they move, the more they look like an army on the march, like something, commanding behind the scenes." The more Ye Feng looked at this wave of corpses, the more strange he felt, and he couldn't help but think about it, thinking of one of the pieces of information that the data genius had said.

The corpse tide that you destroyed before can't be called a corpse tide at all, at most it is a group of corpses with a relatively large number of zombies, and the real zombie tide must be controlled by a smart zombie behind the scenes.

"Could it be that this is the real zombie tide in the intelligence of the data flow genius?" Ye Feng seemed to have thought of this possibility.