When Ye Feng rushed into the building, the body of the white-masked man was undergoing drastic changes.

"What are you going to do?" Looking at Ye Feng walking slowly, there was an indescribable panic spreading in the heart of the white-masked man. The alienation process takes time, and if the enemy attacks at this point, then there is no need for alienation.

"What do you think I'm going to do?" Ye Feng raised the staff knife and aimed it at the neck of the white-masked man, and wanted to cut it down.

"The information on biological and chemical weapons, I have sent it to the headquarters, and it won't be long before our people will come, and when the time comes, you." Before the white-masked man finished speaking, Ye Feng's knife had already fallen.

Poof~!

LV4 penetrating bioweapon, cutting a person's neck, is easier than cutting vegetables.

Seeing the white-masked man's head hit the ground, Ye Feng turned around and walked towards the next target.

Poof~!

The hand rises and falls, and the rope is not victorious.

It takes at least 30 seconds for an affiliate member to activate the original virus in their body!

And in 30 seconds, Ye Feng and Zombie Yuluo each killed four members of the subsidiary forces who had no backhand, which was enough.

In less than a minute, Ye Feng and the zombie rain fell, and they walked out of the building one after the other and stood on the street.

"It's over?" Battle Regulus asked from the top of the building.

"Well, it's over, Xuanyuan, come down and clean up the battlefield, remember, take the Dark Sentinel Force, and we'll go to the First War Zone." Ye Feng said: "There are a few third-order pseudo-biochemical weapons, remember to keep them, the ammunition of pseudo-biochemical firearms is not easy to find, so use them at critical times." ”

"Rain falls, call your people out, I'll take them away."

"Leaving now?" Zombie rain falls puzzled.

"Yes, now." Ye Feng replied very simply, the information he got from the Eighth War Zone before, the First War Zone, these days, will be attacked by the corpse tide.

However, Ye Feng is not worried about the problem of corpse tide, he is worried about the attitude of the NPCs in the first war zone towards players, whether they will lock players in warehouses and treat them as food, just like the eighth war zone.

Tianding recalled that he soon came to Ye Feng and returned the Whirlwind M4 to him.

The data flow genius seemed to have guessed Ye Feng's next arrangement, and drove two personnel transport vehicles, signaling to send the dark sentry troops to the edge of the ninth war zone.

"Go and come back quickly, with the revenge mentality of the affiliated forces, at the latest, the day after tomorrow, they will send someone here." Before leaving, the fat man explained to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng nodded and said, "I only need one day for the trip to the first war zone." ”――

The first war zone, the South Courtyard Shelter, this is a shelter built in the middle of the mountain, the predecessor of the shelter is a leisure villa, after the biochemical apocalypse attacked, the survivors built the mountain wall, with huge stones to build the city wall, and gradually built a post-apocalyptic fortress with amazing defense, after several corpse tides destroyed, it is still standing.

It's the season of corpses again, but the two lords of the Southern Courtyard Sanctuary can't sit still!

The scale of this corpse tide was a level 4 corpse tide that they had never encountered, and the total number of zombies reached hundreds of thousands, and awakened creatures were mixed in.

Two days ago, the Southern Courtyard Shelter received support from the Eighth War Zone, which made the hearts of the two lords a little calmer.

It's just that I originally thought that the level 4 corpse tide that should have attacked yesterday still had no signs of attack until this afternoon. The corpses are still gathering in the city below the shelter, and there is a faint tendency to condense the level 5 corpse tide.

The level 4 corpse tide has already made the two lords anxious, if it really condenses into a level 5 corpse tide, the two lords, without saying much, directly abandon the South Courtyard Shelter and go to the central shelter of the Eighth War Zone.

At night, the lords, who couldn't sit still, had to invite the deputy lords of the Eighth War Zone to dinner and discuss the defection.

Who knows, the deputy lord of the eighth war zone came directly: "I have cut off contact with the eighth war zone." ”

Disconnected, what does it mean to be disconnected?

Is there a problem with the radio equipment, or is there a problem with the central shelter?

These are the two explanations for the disconnection, the two lords of the South Courtyard Shelter agreed that there was a problem with the radio equipment, and only the deputy lord of the Eighth War Zone had a bad premonition in his heart that there might be a problem with the central shelter.

"Brother, don't worry, the past two years have been so hard, and I haven't survived yet, the days ahead will definitely be colorful, don't think so much." The Lord of the Southern Courtyard raised his glass and said.

The deputy lord of the central shelter snorted coldly, and said secretly in his heart: "What are your ideas, don't I know?" ”

"If the corpse tide hasn't hit tomorrow, as a younger brother, I won't be able to live with the two elder brothers, I have to go back and see my base camp."

"Don't mind, brother, when I help my brother get through this corpse crisis, in the future, if my brother eats and drinks spicy food, I will naturally have a share of my brother." The lord of the Southern Courtyard said with Yan Yuese.

After a few glasses of wine, the thoughtful deputy lord began to shake his head, his vision blurred.

"You drugged the wine?" The wine glass left his hand and fell to the ground, and a clear cracking sound sounded, and the deputy lord was instantly shocked.

"Brother, I'm sorry." The pleasant-looking lord of the Southern Courtyard stood up from the table, holding a dagger with a shiny sword in his hand.

"If you kill me, my people won't listen to you." The deputy lord of the center wanted to pound the gun, but in despair found that his hands no longer had any strength.

"Hehe, brother, after living in this world for so many years, don't you still understand the rules of survival in this world." The lord of the Southern Courtyard smiled and said, "Brother, it's not your people who care, but your armament. ”――

Ye Feng would never have imagined that a support force in the Eighth War Zone would be quietly wiped out by the First War Zone.

As soon as night fell, Ye Feng took five zombie players in the early stage of awakening and successfully arrived at the outskirts of the first war zone.

The place where you settled was a county seat, and the streets were densely packed with zombies of all levels.

Five zombie players, since they know the sweetness of awakening and evolution in the zombie rain, they have been trying to hunt zombies, devour crystals, and then break through and upgrade.

"Up."

"Kill."

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The zombie players in the early stage of awakening could spit out a word from their throats, Ye Feng listened with some amusement, but did not let them come forward to hunt, because at this time, the radio headset came with the intelligence of the Dark Sentinel Force.

"Boss, I found a wave of players, and the number of people was hundreds by sight, and most of them were flashing with blue light."

"More than a hundred?" Ye Feng was slightly surprised, and then asked, "Where are they now?" ”

"It is heading in the direction of the county seat, and it is expected to arrive at you in five minutes."

"Well, I received, then I'll wait for them here, and you're ready for battle." It was impossible to speculate on the other party's intentions, Ye Feng could only arrange it like this.

Five minutes later, a wave of players in the dark whistle intelligence appeared in Ye Feng's field of vision.

The first few players showed a trace of astonishment when they saw Ye Feng alone, unbelievable that the suburbs of the second war zone could still meet a lone player at night, and then the group of people raised their guns, and the muzzles of the guns were not aimed at Ye Feng, but guarded the surroundings.

"Who are you and why are you here?" A man with the title of the guild on his head walked up to Ye Feng and asked politely.

Jialan Guild?

Ye Feng looked at the name of the guild above the comer's head and replied, "I am Blood Mist, from the Ninth War Zone. ”

"Ninth War Zone." The man who stepped forward, with the virtual nickname Jialan Tyrant, looked like twenty-three or four, with a beard, no, a scumbag, thick eyebrows, and big eyes.

"What are you doing in the First War Zone?" The Tyrant asked.

Ye Feng: "Find a player." ”

When the Jialan tyrant heard Ye Feng's answer, his expression was shocked, and he turned to the army and shouted: "Boss, I have met a competitor, and he has also come to the first war zone to find friends." ”

"You're also here for the player?" Ye Feng couldn't help but smile and said, "You guys are from?" ”

"Second War Zone." The Jialan Tyrant looked at Ye Feng and said uncertainly, "You won't come alone, will you?" ”

Ye Feng smiled and said, "Guess? ”