Chapter 388: A Mysterious and Dangerous Figure

Lawfully kill on sight!

Liu Shenjiang's tone was cold.

With an order, several warriors who had been waiting for a long time rushed out in an instant, raising their arms and throwing them!

Sixteen openwork triangles with a silvery-white metallic sheen swept straight across the sky.

The Thousand Island warriors who were scattering turned around and saw that these dark and thin guys had fierce eyes.

In the wah-la-monster scream, the tyranny in his eyes flashed.

"Ulla!" (Throw)

A leader-like warrior roared angrily, and more than a dozen low-stature construction pilots turned around and also threw a plant-based attack from the Thousand Islands.

- [Konjac Flower Mist]!

- [Chito Net]!

Powdery round bullets that smelled of corpses whizzed out, and behind them were a few twisted and winding brown vines, like laboratory plants that had been spawned at a thousand times the speed, spreading wildly.

These two attack methods are tricky and fast, and it is obvious that these Thousand Island warriors were ready from the beginning, but they were forced to red-eyed by Liu Shenjiang's domineering pursuit.

The konjac flower bullet was in front, and the thousand rattan nets were behind, and when they saw that they were about to collide with the sixteen magnetic chains, a sneer flashed on the faces of the six ranger pilots from the Junshui base at the same time.

Six people stretched out their arms at the same time, five fingers stretched out, humming.

Electric sparks flickered out of thin air, and the air in the palm of his hand was visibly distorted.

At some point, the six build pilots wore a pair of gray mecha gloves.

The faces of the six were grim.

These Kuril monkeys are the most cunning and insidious.

Even after leaving the Misty Battlegrounds, these Thousand Island Monkeys are known for their ability to backstab and shoot ruthlessly.

It is no exaggeration to say that every Thousand Island monkey they see has human life on their hands.

The six of them had their arms and foreheads bruised, and their hands pulled suddenly.

Whew!

Loud bang!

The hollowed-out triangles that were flying rapidly in mid-air were unraveled layer by layer, and one by one they were bounced away by the magnetic field from the inside out.

The silver metal edges were instantly stretched away under the action of magnetic force, and the lilac arc was generated and spread between the metal edges, turning from sixteen triangles into a power grid up to 100 meters wide in an instant.

The konjac flower bomb and the thousand rattan net, which wanted to hit the triangle, were thrown into the air at the same time, but they were instantly wrapped in a dense power grid.

Brilliant sparks floated for a moment, and then burned half of the sky.

In particular, those that spread and breed are flammable outside the thousand vine grid.

Ding Ding Ding!

A thin voice rang out.

Ula screamed to the fleeing Kuril warriors to stop suddenly.

The silver edges, which were no more than twenty centimeters long, were densely inserted into the earth, like a metal horizontal line, cutting off their retreat.

Quietly, with electric sparks that appear from time to time, revealing a creepy atmosphere.

"Ulla!" (Retreat)

The leader of the Thousand Islands warriors raised his eyebrows, raised his arms, and turned around to flee again.

But at the same moment as he spoke, the silver edges instantly exploded.

A scalp-numbing scene is presented.

Wow –

Wow –

A terrifying arc of terror rose like a water snake, and nearly a thousand silver edges were instantly pulled up from the ground, violently absorbing and converging with terrifying traction.

These arcs formed a hemisphere that covered the ground, and the sky pressed down.

The magnetic chain is worthy of the title of military boutique, and this moment will show the iron-blooded domineering to the fullest.

The escaping konjac flower bomb and the angry thousand rattan nets were brought back together.

Bang!

The konjac flower bounces back to the ground.

Purple and brown pollen smoke rises.

The moment those Thousand Island monkeys inhaled these strange flower mist, their eyeballs instantly glowed with fine bloodshots.

Immediately afterward, the skin on the faces of these Kuril warriors began to rot and fall off in large chunks.

However, they didn't seem to notice it, and it was difficult to suppress the itch from the bone marrow, and they kept scratching frantically.

Flesh and blood fall apart, skin peels off.

Hell on earth is staged in front of everyone.

The powerful leader of the Thousand Islands wanted to escape, but was pulled back by the murderous Liu Shenjiang volley.

Whether it was Liu Shenjiang or the rest of the soldiers in the Junshui base, everyone had no mercy for these Thousand Island monkeys.

If it weren't for the magnetic chains, they would be the ones who suffer from these smoke.

In this kind of place where people eat people and don't spit out bones, there is only one result when you see the enemy.

Either you die or I die!

Liu Shenjiang's face was expressionless, and his right hand was raised.

"Switch grenadiers."

Hearing the order of their own captain, all the heavy fire fighters switched ammunition at the same time, and the gun chamber was raised.

Senior Colonel Kong Yan's face was also murderous, he looked at his own phalanx, and roared angrily:

"Thermite bomb—"

"Molotov cocktail—"

"Fire!"

Knock knock!

Dozens of high-flammability shells were fired at the same time at the place where the magnetic chains were trapped.

Rumble!

Earth-shattering clouds of fire rose more than fifty meters high.

The blazing heat broke through the blockade of the magnetic chains and scattered.

"Ulla!"

A void suddenly appeared in the fire cloud, and a voice with deep resentment suddenly bloomed.

The marching bag behind the Kuril leader was camouflaged by the heat, revealing a silver jet, like a missile that shot out, and was about to flee.

"Did I let you escape!"

Above the sky, Liu Shenjiang's whole body exploded at this moment, moving like thunder.

During the exertion of the [Baijiang Knife Momentum], he dragged the sword qi into the air like a wave, and then raised his arms above his head and slashed wildly.

——[Shen Jiangshi]!

Waves of terror fell from the sky.

The gaze that was originally full of resentment and hatred suddenly turned into an unconcealable horror at this moment.

The leader of the Kuril Islands rests his arms on top of his head.

Titanium combined with armor of the Mist endemic plant is held overhead.

Rumble!

The mantis arm is a car, and the dust is instantaneous.

Half of the body of the leader of the Thousand Islands was annihilated by this type of sinking river.

The remaining half of his body flew backwards like a cannonball, and even knocked the fire cloud out of a hollow belt.

Liu Shenjiang's knife is so powerful.

Ten seconds later, all the howls and screams were gone.

Liu Shenjiang put away his knife and landed, his eyes swept over the buried bone ground with contempt.

"I don't know what the sky is high and the earth is thick."

"Is this where you monkeys come from!"

The mighty Liu Shenjiang only glanced at it and then stopped looking, striding forward with a war knife in his hand.

"Keep marching!"

"The majesty of my Junshui base must be fiercely launched!"

"All the lost face, ten times recovered, can you do it!"

Hearing this, everyone's blood boiled, and they said in unison: "Yes!" ”

The morale of the Junshui base is high and it is striding forward.

Liu Shenjiang suddenly stopped and mentioned it in his right ear.

Zi –

Bang!

There was a sharp, piercing, but distinctly distant explosion in the air.

"The three-tone break point is our army's signal flare for help!"

Colonel Gui Jin blurted out.

Liu Shenjiang was carrying the power of victory, and his eyes were awe-inspiring.

"Which unit is the nearest island?"

"Report to Colonel Liu, the nearest team is the Yuanhua base."

"Yuanhua base...... I remember that their leader, with the rank of colonel, was about the middle of the 8-star general, didn't they choose a low-threat route based on their own strength? ”

"Colonel, should we save it or not?"

"Huh?"

"Do you still need to think about this?"

Liu Shenjiang scolded angrily.

But the major who was scolded grinned and did not care in the slightest.

"Zhang Chao, you bastard boy even dare me to arrange it." Liu Shenjiang glared and roared.

Zhang Chao, who was a major, was still grinning.

"Hahaha."

The crowd laughed.

"Hurry up!"

"Those who can come here are all real men, and they are our brothers and sisters who are connected by blood, these are all the treasures of our Yanhuang Army!"

"If it's too late to save you, Lao Tzu will take you out of anger first."

"Run!"

Liu Shenjiang roared, and the entire team twisted into an arrow, turned around and began to accelerate wildly.

The sergeants of the Junshui base truly showed the demeanor of a strong army.

Although there was a smile on their lips, everyone's faces and eyes were full of burning war intent.

No matter who it is, touch me Yan Huang Junwei.

There is only one death!

……

Yuanhua base is a small base located in the middle reaches of the Yangtze River, which has not been established for a long time, the establishment scale is small, and the overall strength is obviously insufficient compared with the rest of the bases.

The specialty of the Yuanhua base is mainly stealth and reconnaissance.

In peacetime, this is a unit with a very low sense of presence.

In the foggy battle organized by the Jiangnan Theater, there is even less sense of existence.

There are too many powerful allies.

The Yuanhua base responded to the call and sent a team of thirty people, although these thirty people team is the backbone of the Yuanhua base, but it is the lowest level in the entire Jiangnan Theater.

However, at this moment, the phalanx of the Yuanhua base ......

But it is already a Shura blood domain.

In the shadowy mist, shadows kept flashing.

There was a constant wheezing sound similar to that of a human voice phlegm.

Sizzle.

The sound of strange walking came from all directions.

Four figures supported each other and gathered on a slightly raised plateau.

Colonel Zhou Zhong's arm armor was torn apart by an unknown claw mark.

Blood gushed out.

He gasped for breath, the sweat on his forehead unable to hide the anger in his eyes.

There are only the three strongest people left.

The other three were even seriously injured and were a little unsteady on their feet.

"It's kind of coming at us, bastard!!"

Zhou Zhong raised his head and roared, and suddenly a figure appeared in front of him, it was a "person" with half of his face corroded, if it could still be called a human being.

The skin of the whole body is dry and cracked, and the whole body shows a dead gray color.

Many parts are corroded and foul-smelled.

But this "person" didn't seem to notice, but pounced at an alarming speed, like a zombie in a movie game.

That kind of speed and momentum is even far beyond that of a 5-star martial artist.

"Don't dare to see people, I'm X fucking you!"

Zhou Zhong gritted his teeth, with a cry in his voice, and the shield in his hand held up the "person" who rushed in, and then smashed it with a knife.

Because when this figure was attached to his shield, he could see clearly that this "human" who only had the instinct of a beast was still wearing a tattered Yanhuang military uniform.

This is clearly a former brother in the army.

"How did you end up like this?"

Zhou Zhong almost gritted his teeth, and his voice choked.

It was the first time he had participated in the battle for the mist, and as an academy-type officer, he was diligent and inquisitive, and he was usually good at observing and summarizing.

Before coming to the northern seas, he made a lot of preparations.

He had seen such information in a thin document.

"Secret Record of the Mist P47: If humans enter the fog without effective protection, it is very easy to be washed away by the power of the mist, and the body gradually returns to the wild, and finally turns into the walking dead until it is killed by the giant beast. Due to the small number of cases found and the lack of effective research, the scientific community is unable to effectively define this phenomenon, and this data can only be used as a reference. ”

When he first saw this information, Zhou Zhong instantly thought of the zombies in science fiction movies, thinking that how could a creature that had lost muscle tissue and energy source have the ability to act, and there was no scientific basis at all.

However, now, he clearly understood that the humans in front of him, who had been alienated by the fog, not only did not atrophy their muscles, but because their reason was eroded, the beast instinct awakened and began to hunt frantically to absorb energy.

In a sense, this is the unshackles of human cultivation.

But all the same, these people have truly become the walking dead.

Or the walking dead with incredible speed, power, and crazy fighting instincts!

If Lu Ze is here, then he can give Zhou Zhong the most intuitive answer.

In a few years, the Walking Dead will have a scientifically rigorous name - Lost Corpse.

As the name suggests, a corpse lost in the mist.

……

"Hold on, hold on."

Zhou Zhong was cheering up his teammates while killing these walking dead.

is not only to protect himself, but also to make an end to these former comrades-in-arms.

They deserve relief!

But—

The figure that controlled everything, the figure that brought their Yuanhua base to death, was the most unforgivable existence.

"If you are afraid of anything, you know how to hide!"

"You come out for me!"

There were still staccato sounds in the mist, and it was countless corpses sprinting and crawling towards it.

God knows why there are so many disgusting guys on their marching paths.

But it's too late to say anything.

When Zhou Zhong encountered that powerful figure, he had already given up the idea of truly fleeing in his heart.

He was just praying for one thing—

Don't let any of your brothers in the army hear that flare gun that they didn't send out!

The depths of Zhou Zhong's pupils were bloodshot, hideous and terrifying.

No one could see what the figure looked like, only that the other party was wearing a common robe in the water towns of the south of the Yangtze River.

The body is not tall, but the aura is incomparably powerful.

When the other party appears like a ghost by his side and takes all the flare guns.

Zhou Zhong and the others seemed to be frozen by magic, unable to move.

The other party did not speak, and there was no intention of killing them.

Seems to be a joke.

But when a melodious flute sounded, a large number of lost corpses appeared.

They only found out that this was some kind of brutal layout.

Painless, fearless corpses frantically pounded into formation, trying to shred everything they saw.

In this way, most of the people in the Yuanhua base were reduced in an instant.

Then, when the ordinary sergeants gradually died, and only a few people remained.

Not far away, the sound of flare guns rang out.

Of course, Zhou Zhong heard the sound of the Yan Huangjun signal gun, and he was also sure that this was clearly the signal gun on his waist.