As early as the Battle of Dashun Harbor, he had obtained a lot of key information by torturing the Overseers, including Nanliu's identity, the threat of Nanliu's forces to the humans of Easter Island, and the reason why the mysterious organization captured Nantes.

Now, he was almost certain that the partial man in front of him, who always held a handkerchief, was a member of the mysterious organization, and tricked him back to clamp down and coerce Nanliu. So he simply opened the skylight and said something bright, and rejected him in one bite.

Miller smiled, not caring about Nantes' disgust at all, he just sent his own communication code, so that Nantes could think about it and contact him when he thought about it.

In addition, before the communication was turned off, he pretended to say to Xiao Yang mysteriously: "Mr. Xiao, during this time, I hope you will abide by the agreement." ”

Xiao Yang smiled like an underworld boss, patted his bare pectoralis muscles and said, "Don't worry, as long as you keep the agreement, I will definitely keep my promise." ”

Nantes tilted her head, confused, what kind of behind-the-scenes deal did these two do?

Xiao Yang glanced at him: "Please, beg me, beg me to tell you!" ”

"Cut, who is rare!" Nantes snorted coldly, turned his head and took out a pack of cigarettes from the cabin supply box, which was still a high-grade cargo supplied by the military, and took out one and lit it.

"Damn, there's still this good thing, give me one!"

"Please, please, I'll give you one."

"Cut, who is rare!" Xiao Yang lifted his ass and walked in the other direction, with his years of experience in robbing homes and houses, there was a good chance that the dead captain also had cigarettes on him......

Nantes was a little depressed, he and Xiao Yang sometimes had a super tacit understanding, but sometimes they were really bad at dealing with each other. For example, when it comes to traveling caravans, he never knows what Uncle Xiao is thinking in his head.

If you can't guess, you just don't guess, Nantes still has no doubt about Xiao Yang's motives, if he really reached any agreement with the other party, it must be something that is beneficial to Nanliu and the caravan.

So Nantes put this behind and ran out to smoke happily, and he had met with the pests, and he had never had a chance to talk properly.

What especially worried him was that Zhang Yang still did not appear.

It's a pity that everyone is now busy cooperating with the "general manager" to study the modification of the alloy armor, there are only 3 hours left before dawn, if they are really driven away by the militia by then, the huge occupied area, where they go to settle has become a problem, so the alloy armor must be repaired first.

I don't know much about Zhang Yang's whereabouts, only the "second master" heard Miller say a little inside story before, this guy is now a guinea pig in the laboratory, and he has been being studied.

"It shouldn't be life-threatening, maybe take some blood every day for a test?"

"Hehe, maybe he will have to dedicate himself to his scientific research project!" "Mandrill" smiled evilly.

Several pests stopped what they were doing and made up a picture that was inappropriate for children.

The "second master" knocked on the alloy armor and pulled the four and a half men who wanted to get into the wrong thing back to reality: "Hurry up and do something serious, okay?" ”

They quickly came to their senses and continued to pick up the alloy armor.

The "manager" has figured out the modification of the high-energy battery and the red discharge device, and he wants everyone to dismantle this thing with him step by step, because the time is limited, so several people must operate it at the same time.

The five people formed a circle, followed his steps to transform the alloy armor, and faced the problem of putting it back on and activating it. For a full 3 hours, they disassembled, assembled and disassembled, and finally finished their alloy armor before dawn.

At this time, Nantes touched the gilded lion lighter and began to be jealous: "Without alloy armor, I will no longer be a member of the Dreadnought." ”

The "Chief" said angrily: "Don't worry about the Dreadnought Regiment, we have all been removed, even if we wear alloy armor, we are no longer a member of the Dreadnought Regiment!" ”

"And who are we?" "Second Master" threw out his soul and asked.

The old horse laughed: "We, we are pests!" Although we will not be members of the Dreadnought Regiment in the future, as long as we are still together, we will still be in the Pest Squad. Remember the Pest Squad's team song? ”

"We're pests, we're pests, stupid old leader, you're going to exterminate us, exterminate us!" "Mandrill" hummed two sentences and laughed: "The stupid head of the regiment really wiped us out!" ”

"From now on, our team song will be changed to another version!" Liu Lang roared: "We are pests, we are pests, a strong bow with a full string!" We are pests, we are pests, and the battle is like a rainbow! We are pests, we are pests, black clouds cover the sky......"

"Hey, this song is still changed by Zhang Yang......" Nantes hammered the ground, he still remembered Zhang Yang singing sonorously on the amphibious landing ship.

Lao Ma finally enlivened the atmosphere, but he didn't expect to return to the starting point, so he hurriedly told a joke: "Yes, I'll sing this in the future." We're all pests, Nantes, you kid wasn't here that day, do you know what pest you had? ”

Nantes was confused: "What are you doing behind my back?" ”

"The snarky steward has a bug for everyone." Lao Ma talked about what they had discussed in the confinement room on the night they escaped from Battery Hill.

That night, these people were idle and discussed, discussing what kind of pest their pest team was, and the "manager" crossed his fingers and muttered: "Mandrills are like mosquitoes, they do not benefit others and are only self-interested, and they want to bite anyone they catch and suck other people's blood to fatten themselves." ”

"Liu Lang is clumsy, dirty work and tired work, I remember the last time he fished the septic tank, he stood too far forward and got a body of, almost a shell!"

"Second master, proper black widow, poisonous ......"

Nantes leaned forward and leaned back: "Don't say it, it's really ......"

"Second Master" threw a murderous look over and cut off Nantes's words.

Nantes suddenly gave Lao Ma a bad smile: "After talking for a long time, what kind of worm are you and the manager?" ”

"Mandrill" interjected angrily: "What other good bugs can there be, a fly is disgusting, and a noisy person is dead." ”

"Then I guess, the old horse must know that he loves to nag so much, and the manager speaks unobtrusively and hurts people, could it be a fly?"

"No, the old horse is a fly...... Well, that's what the chief manager said......" Seeing the old horse raise his fist, the mandrill quickly explained.

"It's not scientific, how can it be divided like this?" Nantes found it particularly interesting and felt as if a new continent had been discovered.

But he couldn't laugh at once, because the old horse took revenge, and he raised his arm and shouted: "Tell me out loud, what kind of worm is Nantes?" ”

"Followers! Hahahaha......"

This sound woke up the rooster in the grain store, although it was not yet dawn, the rooster crowed one after another, waking everyone up, and also waking up an unusual day.

On the distant Easter Island, in the world's only remaining P4 laboratory, Zhang Yang, who was lying idly in a fifty-square-meter sterile cabin, sneezed inexplicably.

He is really like what the "second master" said, he is now an antibody petri dish, eating and drinking every day, and providing blood to scientists for virus tests.

Because in official studies, he was the first person who had obvious signs of infection, but finally defeated the virus.

Zhang Yang knew that all this was the credit of the bracelet, he couldn't explain the mystery, and he didn't want to reveal Nantes's secrets, but as a top medical student, he believed that through his own blood, he could finally develop an antibody to defeat the virus.

He even came up with the idea of catching a mutant back and using his own blood as an antibody to see if he could make the mutant reverse mutate.

For these studies, he really wanted to verify them himself, but unfortunately the group of people in power outside never agreed. As a result, Zhang Yang became a baby bump, locked in a luxurious sterile cabin, and had nothing to do all day.

Sometimes he really wants to go to a showdown and tell them that he can defeat the virus, not by his own immunity, but by a bracelet. But when I think about it, it feels absurd, how can a group of materialist scientists outside believe in this strange force.

However, at dawn that day, the senior management of the laboratory arranged for a small nurse to enter the sterile cabin. Zhang Yang raised his arm as usual and waited for blood to be drawn, but he didn't expect the girl to say timidly: "The boss said that the blood is not good, let me give birth to a baby for you......"