Zhang Xiaoming glanced at his subordinates with a serious expression before he said in a deep voice: "Our task today is to break through many obstacles and fight out of the community. ”

"But before we can get out, we'll have to go up to the top floor."

"I need to build a watchtower on the top floor to see what's going on inside the neighborhood and what is going on outside the neighborhood so I can figure out the safest route to get out."

After a slight pause for a few seconds, he continued:

"Alright, now I'll assign the teams that go upstairs and the tasks of each team."

"All peasants are out of line!"

Ten peasants took a step forward at the same time and said in unison: "Grass people listen to orders!" ”

"You go to the floor in groups of two and collect resources as fast as you can."

"The grass people take the order!"

Ten people bowed and bowed.

"Infantry No. 1 and No. 2, and Musketeers No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3 are out of line."

The two infantrymen and the three musketeers took a step forward at the same time and said, "Subordinates obey orders!" ”

"You come with me to the top floor."

"Subordinates take orders!"

Five people saluted at the same time.

After a slight pause, Zhang Xiaoming bought three more tents, and handed over the two new tents he had bought before to five of the leading farmers.

As for the tent that the farmers had just brought back, it had already been filled with all kinds of supplies.

After a slight pretended glance at the next lap of his subordinates, Zhang Xiaoming waved his hand and shouted in high spirits: "Let's go!" ”

After saying that, he dragged the tent and strode out of the room.

All the subordinates hurriedly took action and began to walk quickly towards their respective mission locations.

"Whew! Whew! Tired...... Tired brother...... Finish. ”

It only took a few minutes for Zhang Xiaoming to climb to the thirty-first floor under the protection of five subordinates.

But because he walked in too much hurry, he was so tired that he couldn't breathe, and he could hardly walk.

"No...... No, first, rest, for a while, and then ...... Go again. ”

After stepping up a few more stairs, Zhang Xiaoming finally lost his strength and sat on the stairs, never wanting to move a bit.

In fact, the physical fitness of this body is not bad.

It's just that the recent accident has been a huge blow, resulting in physical and mental exhaustion, and I have been hungry for a few days, coupled with the potential of several crazy outbreaks, which has caused my body to be a little weak now, and I have not fully recovered.

Having said that, along the way, Zhang Xiaoming and the others did not encounter any zombies except for two zombies on the nineteenth floor, who were beheaded by Infantry No. 1 and Infantry No. 2, which made everyone feel a little surprised.

After being silent for more than ten seconds, Infantry No. 1 suddenly squatted in front of Zhang Xiaoming and said respectfully: "City Lord, my subordinates will carry you upstairs." ”

Zhang Xiaoming was a little stunned when he heard this.

But he only hesitated slightly, then nodded: "Well, there are still a lot of things to do today, and it is true that we can't delay too much time." ”

Seeing that Zhang Xiaoming nodded in agreement, the two musketeers hurriedly and carefully supported him and put him on the back of Infantry No. 1.

After lying down, Zhang Xiaoming said weakly: "Thank you for your hard work!" Let's move on! ”

"Yes!"

Infantry No. 1 was ordered to quickly get up and set off.

In the next second, Zhang Xiaoming was stunned.

Infantry No. 1 swept up as if he were carrying a puppet on his back.

In just a few blinks of an eye, he had already carried himself and the four people who were guarding him to the gate of the top floor above the thirty-sixth floor.

"Damn, don't you want to be so exaggerated!"

was stunned for a moment before Zhang Xiaoming came up with such a sentence.

At this time, Musketeer One had also finished exploring the top floor and confirmed that it was safe.

Coming to the top floor, Zhang Xiaoming made a quick purchase and built a watchtower.

In an instant, a wooden watchtower about seven or eight meters high, resembling an ancient lookout, stood on top of the already high roof.

The No. 1 infantryman, who was closely guarding the side, comprehended, leaned over and picked up Zhang Xiaoming, and quickly climbed towards the top of the sentry tower.

Infantry No. 1's body was as dexterous as an ape, and in just a few vertical jumps, he easily jumped to the top of the tower with Zhang Xiaoming on his back.

The moment he stood at the top of the tower, Zhang Xiaoming felt that the whole city was already in full view.

However, before he could take a closer look at this wonderful feeling, he suddenly struck a spirit.

didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly crouched on the top of the tower.

"Whew!"

At this time, Zhang Xiaoming felt that a strong wind was coming from behind him like lightning.

Infantry One's reaction was swift.

As the wind approached, the shield in his left hand swept out with a "whoosh" sound.

At the same time, there was a "bang", and his right hand was like an afterimage, slashing down with lightning speed.

At the last moment, the black shadow that was about to penetrate Zhang Xiaoming's heart, after a low "chirp", there was a strange lightning whirlwind, turning into a black light, and the blade of Infantry No. 1 staggered dangerously.

The three musketeers were not slow to react either.

At the moment when Infantry No. 1 and the black shadow fought, they all shot out quickly, and turned towards the black shadow that turned back to the sky and waited for an opportunity, and pulled the trigger one after another with "bang bang bang" and launched a continuous interception shot.

Infantry II held a shield in front of the three musketeers to protect them from the shadows in the sky.

"Chirp! Tweeted! Tweeted! ”

As soon as the black shadow dodged the fatal blow, it was blocked one after another, and had to scream in grief and indignation, turning into a black light afterimage, constantly dodging the longed-for magic bullets.

With the three musketeers in check, the pressure on Infantry No. 1 plummeted.

But instead of letting his guard down in the slightest, he became more cautious.

In the next moment, the black shadow that was constantly circling and dodging suddenly attacked again in a flicker.

"Hey! Drink! ”

Infantry No. 1 burst out, and the green tendons on his right arm bulged out, slashing out the long-standing sword.

With a "bang", a cold sword shadow tore through the air and slashed at the neck of the black shadow whose trajectory was not clear.

"Chirp!"

The black shadow let out a mournful roar, and at the moment when its neck was about to be severed, it strangely turned into a cloud of black smoke.

After the sword shadow was slashed, the black smoke turned into a black shadow again, and instantly fell back into the air, continuing to hover and dodge.

At this time, Zhang Xiaoming, who was lying on the sentry tower in fear, finally had the opportunity to turn his head sideways and carefully observe the culprit who attacked him.

Because the attacker's speed was so fast, he could only see streaks of black light, as fast as lightning changing positions back and forth in the air, and vaguely seeing the afterimage left behind by the black light after it crossed the air.

"Damn, what the hell is this, so fast?"

"No, I have to find a way to get rid of this as soon as possible, or it will be really dangerous when this calls for reinforcements."

Zhang Xiaoming has already made up his mind that he must kill this ghost thing as soon as possible.

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