More than a dozen panicked men ran away on the highway.

They had nothing left but a machete in their hands.

Leng Hao saw with his own eyes that a big man threw down the useless crossbow in his hand and ran away in a hurry.

Behind them, there were more than a dozen staggering figures.

"What's going on? Rush? ”

Suddenly, Leng Hao's eyes widened.

He saw in the distance that "a" "human" with both hands in the shape of claws actually rushed forward, and firmly grasped a running big man, blood splashed everywhere.

Those wobbly "humans" are not human beings at all!

Their mouths were slightly open, as if something was shaking inside.

"That's a parasite!"

Leng Hao: Everyone in their team had their hairs standing on end.

"Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu killed you!"

A wounded man, grabbing a parasite beside him with his backhand, kept waving the machete in his hand, but his voice was full of endless desolation.

"Giggles!"

Just on the road, a big man who had just been injured made a strange sound in his throat, and his whole body began to tremble slightly.

"He's going to change!"

Looking at a gray scorpion tail that suddenly stretched out of the big man's mouth, Leng Hao couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"Go to Nima, Lao Tzu has lived enough! Enough is enough! ”

Looking at the Amida protozoa parasites that were getting closer and closer, some of the men who were running broke down and rushed towards those monsters with a loud roar.

"Come back, Lao Zhao! Lao Zhao! ”

The man in the lead had a cry in his voice, but he didn't dare to stop running.

Those mutants were completely different from the zombies that Leng Hao had imagined before.

Some of them are really slow, such as the big man who just changed.

But at least three or four parasites don't move much slower than normal people.

Moreover, one of the hands is claw-shaped, and the long, pointed claws even have some variations that resemble knives, which are even more powerful.

Almost no one has been able to walk a few rounds under it.

"These monsters don't seem to be of the same level?"

"Yes, the initial infection is similar to the zombies in the movie."

Song Xiaya hurriedly explained to Leng Hao, who was "amnesiac", and she understood that Leng Hao really didn't understand this.

"But as long as the Armida protozoa in their bodies grow, they will be able to control their whole body, run and jump, almost like us. , which is a parasite. ”

"Subsequently, further mutations will be generated, and biological weapons similar to that guy will appear, known as mutants."

The woman's voice was a little hurried.

"There are many types of biological weapons. Known as the Sharpclaw Soldiers, they attack with both hands, and our melee combat is no match for it at all. ”

"Did this guy shoot to death?"

Looking at the monster in the distance that was constantly splashing with blood, Leng Hao hurriedly asked.

"Yes, but it's not easy to fight."

Zhang Ye on the side interjected.

"Brother Hao, do we really want to fight? This thing generally doesn't go into the jungle. ”

"It's going to be hit."

Leng Hao stared at the shadow of the parasite in the distance and said categorically.

Leng Hao knew that there were few good people in the last days.

But he couldn't watch these people die at the hands of monsters.

The infighting of human beings will never stop, but in the face of external enemies, we must be united with the outside world, which is Leng Hao's bottom line.

It was Leng Hao that after they talked for a while, almost half of the more than twenty big men fell.

As the distance approached, Leng Hao and they could see clearly.

These people must have been on the run for a while, and their physical strength is extremely weak.

And their opponents, those monsters infected by the Amida protozoa, in fact, only three or four have combat effectiveness.

The others are just their former companions!

…………

Zhao Xuri turned his head to look at the monster that was getting closer and closer, and his entire intestines were remorseful.

He never imagined that this expedition would wipe out his team.

"If I knew this was the case, I should have bought more bullets."

But there is no regret medicine in the world.

Zhao Xuri could only watch as the sharp-clawed soldier harvested the lives of his companions like mowing grass.

"Brother Zhao, take care of my daughter-in-law."

Another man stopped, clenched the machete in his hand, and stared at the "claw-clawed soldier" who had slain.

"Don't, Xiao Wen!"

Zhao Xuri's eyes were blood-red, and his entire eye socket was bloodshot, and he roared loudly.

Zhao Xuri, who has lived in the last days for many years, knows that in the face of the sharp claw soldiers, no one has ever been able to win one-on-one melee combat, not one!

It can only be dealt with by the strike of long-range weapons, and melee combat is to send it to death.

Xiao Wen yelled at the "Sharpclaw Soldier" in front of him, and swung the machete in his hand heavily.

But his movements were too slow, and the sharp claws of the "Sharpclaw Soldier" had already pierced Xiao Wen's chest, and even raised him with one hand, like a trophy strung on a spear.

Xiao Wen struggled to spare his strength and swung the machete, but it only added another scar to the "Sharp Claw Soldier".

"Brother Zhao, we don't have to run......"

The men who had been running for most of the day were already extremely weak, and looking at the "sharp-claw soldiers" in front of them, they all knew that the last moment had come.

The infighting between humans can also surrender, but with these monsters controlled by the Armida protozoa, it is a race war that never stops.

"Brothers, then before we die, we must always pull a cushion!"

Zhao Xuri also stopped and said viciously.

He's also the leader of an expedition, so he can't afford to lose his share at this time.

"I knew I wouldn't survive, so I might as well fight with them yesterday, these guys are so powerful because of our luck."

One by one, the men all stopped.

They tried, ran for hours, only to find that one by one their companions had become enemies.

Now they don't want to run!

"The target is the Sharpclaw, no matter what, kill it!"

Zhao Xuri clenched the mountain knife in his hand, and shouted with bloodshot eyes.

At the same time, Leng Hao on the hillside also said in a low voice, word by word.

"The target is that clawed soldier, all weapons are on fire, you must kill it!"

The two groups of humans, whom they had never known before, reached an agreement at this time, but the "Sharpclaw Soldiers" not far away walked unhurriedly towards the prey in front of them.

Behind it, three or four people acted like parasites of ordinary people.

These guys have long nails, are not slow, and are not easy to deal with.

Behind them, men who had just fallen were slowly standing up.

Xiao Wen also stood up.

"He", whose chest was still dripping blood, opened his mouth slightly, as if he was smiling, and the looming gray scorpion tail with a trace of mucus appeared in front of people.