On this night, there are so many things that upend Vlasov's normal perception.

He never imagined that a normal person would be able to carry tons of weapons and equipment on the battlefield, nor would anyone be able to carry the heavy tower shield he made.

As for the murderous corpses that were killed...... Vlasov admits that some things do have to be seen to be believed. Legends are legends after all, and as long as a bullet pierces the body, they hurt just as much.

That's it for now.

Overcoming his fears, Vlasov jumped out of the armored off-road vehicle and rushed towards a black shadow rushing directly in front of him.

It was a murderous corpse that had been hiding in the wall and was now trying to escape.

The headlights of the two off-road vehicles shot straight through, illuminating its body, which was higher than normal, as well as its gray-white skin. Holding an assault rifle in both hands, Vlasov strode across the snow, accelerated and dashed like a tiger locked on to his prey, crashed directly into it, knocking the unsuspecting corpse back again and again, and finally lost his balance and fell to the ground on all fours.

Vlasov was cunning, he replaced the shoulder with a hard assault rifle butt. The corpse screamed, rolled around the ground a few times, and struggled to its feet.

He wouldn't give the monster a chance.

The assault rifle had a light on it, and the bright pillar of light locked onto the corpse, and although it was fast and rolled backwards, the pain of the impact made it uncomfortable, and its face was full of anger and hideousness. Vlasov didn't care so much, he took aim and pulled the trigger, and a short burst shot pierced the neck of the murderous corpse, and then hit the head. The murderous corpse fell suddenly on the snow as if it had received an electric shock, blood flowed from its neck, and it entered the final painful struggle, which was also a convulsive state completely controlled by the nerves.

Vlasov was a soldier and had much sharper battlefield instincts than the average person. After shooting the murderous corpse, he immediately turned to the side: there was another murderous corpse there, which had been shot in the thigh by Cao Xinneng's heavy machine gun, curled up in a dark corner in the corner of the wall to gasp. It is well aware that its side is on the verge of losing, and that the biggest problem now is to ensure security. The corpse had been hiding there without moving, but Vlasov, with his extraordinary eyesight, saw a patch of gray-white skin under the aimless illumination of the headlights.

"It's there!"

"Catch it!"

"No, just kill it!"

The danger signs were so obvious that the murderous corpses, which could no longer hide their tracks, rushed out of the corner. The thigh that was shot was bleeding all the time, and it could only jump and walk in the snow like a kangaroo.

Vlasov did not use a gun this time. He grinned, drew his fighting knife, and chased after it in the footsteps of a hunter, slashing the neck of the corpse from behind. Its head fell, and its headless body fell to the other side. When the heads and corpses fell, the snow on the ground was already red with blood, and a large part of it was melting.

The battle ended in a few minutes.

The "Furious Thunder" men cleaned up the battlefield one after another, occupying all important positions in the Torch Arsenal. The collapsed guard tower is being repaired, and the damaged heavy machine guns and direct-aim artillery have also been removed and replaced with new weapons———— if it weren't for Cao Xin's ability to attract fire in front and knock out these lethal guys in the first place, the attackers would definitely suffer huge losses.

Cao Xinneng stuck the heavy tower shield straight into the ground, untied the leather pouch of the ammunition barrel on his chest, turned around, and sat on it to rest.

The battle was not as fierce as imagined, and the attached army did not die for the murderous corpses in vain. In addition, the Torch Arsenal is very large, although it is only focused on defending this narrow area, the murderous corpse is not the opponent of "Angry Thunder" at all.

Vlasov ran in front of Cao Xinneng like a child, his eyes flashing with admiration: "What should we do next?" ”

He is now completely obedient to Cao Xineng, full of indescribable admiration.

Vlasov even believed that if there really was a God in this world, then it must be Cao Xinneng's current appearance———— with muscles all over his body, like a humanoid killing machine forged from steel and iron bones. This guy is so tough that he doesn't look like a human, and God knows where his terrifying power comes from. Well...... Muscles, must be muscles, and even the male symbol below him is full of muscles, not through congestion to harden them.

The fierce battle stimulated the speed of blood circulation, Cao Xinneng sweated profusely, simply unbuttoned his coat, and opened his chest in the ice and snow, revealing pieces of full and stretched muscles, and the thick tendons under the skin seemed to be dense tree roots, bulging and convex to a terrifying degree.

He didn't mean to show off, but it had unexpected benefits———— everyone who saw it, including Vlasov, couldn't help but be terrified and admired at the same time.

O'Neill watched from the rear until the gunfire had completely subsided before he came in in an SUV. He jumped out of the cab, ran to Cao Xinneng in three steps and two steps, hurriedly handed over a cigar, cut off the end with the cigar, and very attentively pulled the lighter.

After following Vlasov for a long time, Cao Xinneng also learned to smoke cigars. It's just that there aren't many of these things and they're expensive. But with his current status, he doesn't need to worry about money.

"Assign people to clean up and guard now."

Looking at O'Neill and Vlasov standing in front of him, Cao Xinneng took a deep breath with a cigar in his mouth, and issued orders in an unquestionable tone.

"Make sure that the power system is properly supplied and that all faulty machinery is overhauled as soon as possible. We don't have much time, and we must produce enough weapons and ammunition to arm three thousand men before the other gangs take notice. ”

"Heavy combat vehicles and helicopter gunships should be put into production as soon as possible. We need heavy firepower, and we need air support. Hey, hey, hey! Fighting a war is not something that can be done just by running and jumping on the ground. If possible, build me a 105mm assault rifle capable of carrying fire. ”

This last sentence is, of course, a joke. However, it can be regarded as a half-truth———— with Cao Xinneng's current evolution level, if there is really such a weapon in the world, he can operate it completely.

"In addition, our biggest problem is food."

As he spoke, Cao Xinneng turned his gaze to O'Neill, who was standing diagonally opposite: "I'm afraid you have to tell your boss that from tomorrow, the food supply I need will be doubled." The variety of food should not be too monotonous. You can't give me a lot of food and potatoes every time, you have to change something else. Like bacon and sausages, as well as sauerkraut and vodka. These boys under me are all great, they can punch and fight, and I have to be responsible for them, at least let them eat a few good meals. ”

A wry smile appeared on O'Neill's thin face.

To be honest, Cao Xineng has too many requirements.

According to the cooperation agreement signed between "Angry Thunder" and the boxing ring, after the occupation of this arsenal, the weapons produced will be given priority to the "Angry Thunder" gang, and the remaining part will be handled by the underground boxing ring.

It's an exchange, and it's an essential collaboration.

Although Cao Xinneng is very powerful, he can never change the fact that he is an outsider. Although he integrated Vlasov's gang and led the "Thunder" team to build an arsenal, he still lacked stable logistics.

He has to work with others.

Building an army requires a multifaceted approach.

In all fairness, Cao Xinneng didn't like it here. It's too cold, it's too remote, and the population is so small that it's frightening.

It's better to be in your own country. Especially the appearance of these people, white skin is always less pleasing to the eye than yellow skin.

But no matter what, these people are very good fighters, and with a little training, they are very good fighters.

"It's too late today, tomorrow at noon I want to see enough vodka in the supplies, and Leba with beetroot soup."

Cao Xinneng patted O'Neill's shoulder hard, regardless of whether he was sad or not, and shouted in a loud voice: "I have to let my brothers have a good meal, this is the reward you deserve!" ”

All the gang members present applauded this sentence and erupted in thunderous cheers.

……

Liu Tianming has figured out the basic situation in his area.

It is located in the northwest of Urumqi, more than 30 kilometers north of Wusu City.

The offspring are constantly bringing back new prey.

Most of them are murderous corpses, but there are also a small number of animals. There were wild goats, and there were cows that I don't know where to get them.

One hundred and eight offspring have all hatched, and they have grown into their normal form. All of them are 1.5 meters tall and tall and thin standard body type. These descendants are thin and thin, with a rickety back, but their hands are severely proportioned and long, and the joints of their legs are very strangely bent, looking like enlarged versions of monkeys.

The children have a very weak concept of clothing, and it is obviously more convenient for them to move around naked. If it weren't for the cold of winter, they would not have thought of entering the clothing store in the city, and they would have to make sure that their bodies were incapacitated in the bitter cold.

Loose sweatshirts are suitable for them, but all the descendants are reluctant to wear shoes. Their skins are half a centimeter thick and extremely tough, the equivalent of a pair of super sneakers. The extraordinary agility and agility ensured the hunting effect: counting the first batch of three murderous corpses brought back, they brought more than 400 murderous corpses to Liu Tianming.

In addition, the most abundant prey is the rat. The offspring are extremely skilled at catching mice, and this work can be carried out at night, while the offspring can also feed and replenish energy. Under normal circumstances, each head can catch more than twenty mice per night.

After the first snow fell this winter, Liu Tianming and his descendants encountered their first trouble.

The amount of food is running out.

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