The dog is the only watchman who does not wear a helmet.

It is said that before the mutant appeared, he was a deformed child and was spurned by everyone. But on the day the mutation reached a tipping point, he became one of the first mutants in the world.

His entire body was remodeled in excruciating pain, and the cells became a second type of life that no scientist knows where it came from, and its life form became completely different from that of humans, that is, although he was humanoid, biologically, he no longer belonged to any species on Earth, but was closer to it, a deformed species.

He simply put on a soft armor and carried a knife gate on his back, frowned and said, "General, I can't find a little soul breath. ”

"You mean, Qin Ziyao is sure that he is dead?" Zhao Qiong clenched his fists slightly, for Qin Ziyao, he regarded the other party as a strategic-level weapon.

"Nope. I don't know. I sensed a very strange situation. A life, a soul, and a species so powerful that it shuddered to the heart, but it doesn't exist in our plane, though it looks far away. The dog scratched his head and said.

Zhao Qiong was stunned for a moment, and then reacted: "You mean, there are two?" ”

"Yes, one has life and no soul, and one has soul and no life." The dog sighed, "I've never been in this situation, General, forgive me for not being able to answer. ”

"I see." Zhao Qiong nodded, it seemed that the guy who suspected it was Shura was also there. But there is life, there is no soul, and there have been cases, which are similar to the state of vegetative people. What about souls and no lives?

You won't see a translucent thing floating in there.

Zhao Qiong shook his head and drove away the inexplicable thoughts in his head, anyway, these were just problems with the headquarters, and he didn't need to worry too much.

After thinking about it, it was still for the sake of safety, "The people of the special detachment will go with me, and the others will build a firepower network and rest in place." The first team helped open the way. Zhao Qiong pulled out a long knife from behind him.

Among the men and horses who came to help, five soldiers who were two meters tall and as strong as five bears stood up. Instead of carrying a knife gate, they wore a pair of heavy-looking metal gloves and bracer guards on their hands, and carried large shields as tall as a man.

The first team assembled the heavy machine gun, snapped the chain, and pulled the trigger on the shrouded corpse outside the separation room. For a while, there was a loud gunfire, and the tongue of fire spat out red ballistics forming a dense net in the pile of shrouded corpses, and the shrouded corpses in front of them were instantly beaten into a sieve, and the rest rushed towards the soldiers.

The barrel of the machine gun began to turn red, and the soldier raised his rifle and began to fill the gap in the fire.

"Three, two, one." Zhao Qiong counted in the channel, "Rush!" ”

In an instant, all firearms ceased firing. Seven men rolled out from behind the shield wall and plunged headlong into the pile of shrouded corpses.

The soldiers of the special detachment grabbed the head of the shrouded corpse with one hand and pinched it so hard that they crushed it violently.

They carried the shield and knocked down the shrouded corpse in front of them like a humanoid tank, and occasionally when they could not knock it down, they grabbed it by the neck and smashed it down to the sharp corners of the shield, and in a moment it collapsed to the ground.

Zhao Qiong slashed down several shrouded corpses that were grabbed at him. One of them suddenly turned into a puddle of mud and wrapped around his legs.

Zhao Qiong stumbled, fell to the ground, and the war knife flew out of his hand.

"!" He yelled, grabbed the shrouded corpse from his leg, and strained to the side.

The shrouded corpse was the most disgusting thing in the world, and the black and yellow flesh was wrapped around his legs in rags. Its strength is very large, although the standard equipment of the God Slayer is called soft armor, it is only relatively steel, in fact, it is still extremely hard, but it is gradually deformed and twisted under the squeezing of the shroud corpse.

Zhao Qiong cursed, a little doubtful that he had been sitting in the office for a long time, so that his strength had regressed a little.

He pulled out the dagger from his thigh, stabbed the flesh on the leg, pulled it out, and stabbed it in again.

After stabbing more than a dozen times in a row, the imaginary picture did not appear. The flesh shroud seemed to be as painless as feces, and the wound healed almost instantly. On the other hand, Zhao Qiong's blood supply began to be insufficient, and his head was dizzy to death. If he had been caught in the head, he would have died.

But what was even more terrifying was that as he was dragged to the ground, the shrouds around him began to surround him. The dog was trying to rush towards him, but the shrouded corpse just now was still separated by several people, and now in order to wait for Zhao Qiong, he had to stop.

"Dog, give me the pistol! I can't pull it out! Zhao Qiong gasped in his helmet.

The dog threw the shrouded corpse lying on his back to the ground with a wrestling action, and immediately pulled out his judge pistol and slid it over the ground with precision.

Zhao Qiong grabbed the handle of the gun, opened the safe, and pulled the trigger on the meat mud on his leg.

His legs had almost lost his instincts, and if he were to be replaced by an ordinary god killer, he would probably be crushed into pulp in an instant.

The Judge Pistol, also known as the Taurus Judge Pistol, is one of the standard weapons used by the Godslayer to fire shotguns, while the other two pistols are the Smith & Wesson M500 and the Shotgun.

For example, Zhao Qiong is equipped with M500, but now it is estimated that it has been pressed into metal blocks.

The power of the shotgun was extremely huge, and after Zhao Qiong fired a shot, he simply stuffed the barrel of the gun into the meat puree and fired out all the remaining four bullets.

The meat mud trembled twice, and finally let go of Zhao Qiong's legs.

Zhao Qiong pulled his legs out hard, supported the ground with both hands, and rolled his body, narrowly avoiding the trampling of a shrouded corpse.

The dog took out a tissue from his pocket to plug the nosebleed and pulled Zhao Qiong up from the ground.

"General, the aberrations are starting to retreat." The dog said urgently, "Did something happen?" ”

"What?" Zhao Qiong was startled, turned his head to look around, and at some point the number of shrouded corpses was getting smaller and smaller, and the strong man of the special detachment stood up his shield and looked around vigilantly. The shrouded corpse, not yet dead, receded like a tidal wave, vanishing from the end of the hallway.