No one answered Spiro's question. It is doomed that there can be no answer.

Tian Guangyao carried the grenade launcher on his shoulder, looked down at the pool of blood under his feet, frowned, and said with great heaviness: "Damn bugs, they took everyone away." Neither the corpse nor the wounded were spared. ”

Sibo clenched the fragment in his hand and nodded thoughtfully, "If I'm not mistaken, they should be hunting." We, all of us, are their food. ”

Tian Guangyao remembered the scene he had seen: giant flying insects spewed silk threads from their bodies, tying up the captured living people and corpses.

Wise's claim is well founded. Many people were killed by giant flying insects, but not a single body was left at the scene.

"Now is not the time to talk about research."

Tian Guangyao hugged the grenade launcher horizontally in front of his chest, and his whole person seemed to be full of anger and murder: "Dr. Si, you take a few people to the laboratory, and I will restore the base's defense system to operation as soon as possible." I bet with my head that those damn bugs will definitely come back. Last time we got the defense in the wrong direction. This time, we won't make the same mistake again. ”

Sibo put the fragments in his jacket pocket, his eyes full of seriousness: "I still say the same thing: a week, no more than ten days at most." I'll be sure to show you the immunity potion. ”

A smile appeared on Tian Guangyao's tense face: "You know, I've always hated you, and I think you're a guy who is difficult to communicate with and can't be reasoned with." Now, I'm starting to like you a little bit. ”

Sibo clenched his assault rifle tightly, and the smile on his face was tinged with a hint of mockery: "Aren't you afraid that the immunity potion I gave you will be mixed with some other substances?" I'm pretty good at that. I've always felt that guinea pigs are much cuter than women. They're in the palm of my hand, and I can play with them however I want. Women are troublesome, and at any time they will cry and shout with dozens of children to hold you responsible. Hey, hey, hey...... Major Tian, you are a man, not a woman. ”

directly omitted the keyword "woman", which means that Tian Guangyao is not as good as a mouse.

Even if a literate person is sarcastic, he will not carry a dirty word.

Of course, this is a very friendly joke.

Tian Guangyao couldn't laugh or cry. He glared at Sibo viciously: "The guy who is engaged in research doesn't have a good thing. ”

After saying that, he clenched the grenade launcher in his hand, and with a few soldiers, ran towards the base office building in the distance.

……

Outside the city of Xichang.

It was getting dark. The helicopter parked in the wilderness gradually became blackened. The sun was left with only a fist-sized cloud of light on the horizon. From behind the helicopter, distant stars are disappearing, leaving control of the land unreservedly in the hands of cold and darkness.

Two living corpses walked in the distance.

There was a light rain in the sky.

Their wet hair was stained with rain, and their skin was pale and smooth like that of a fish. One is a man, and the other is an elderly woman. His clothes were stained with mud, his chin was raised high, his nostrils twitched, and he desperately judged the source of the smell in the humid air, looking for the direction of the food.

Yin Song was torn beyond recognition.

His entire head was eaten up, and his upper body was torn into a dozen disconnected pieces. The heart, brain, and blood, which are rich in biological nutrients, are eaten up. The hungry mutant infected body did not spare anything to eat in his body———— Huang He emptied his brain, and Qi Yuanchang licked the contents of his skull like a demon. Li Jiexin got a heart with a warm and full taste. Zheng Xiaoyue, who finally pounced on her, found another way, she tore Yin Song's limbs from her body, and with the help of her strong masseter muscles, she sucked all the blood remaining in the muscle layer of the severed limb.

It's a very savage and very luxurious way to eat. Just like a polar bear that catches a seal during the season of abundant food, it is never interested in muscles that don't have much oil and water. They only eat skin and fat. It's full of fat and nutritious.

In the face of disaster, a helicopter is an incomparably valuable object. Everyone knows that flying faster than a car can go. However, no one in Liu Tianming's team has been trained to fly, let alone how to fly an airplane. Although he was very reluctant, he could only leave with regrets. At that time, Luo Kuan even sighed vulgarly with emotion———— we are like eunuchs who have had their genitals cut off, and there is nothing we can do about it when we look at the stunning beauty who has been stripped naked.

Yin Song's corpse thrown on the ground failed to attract the attention of the living corpse. Those muscle fragments are white, just like the unscrupulous merchants at the early stall who have boiled in a soup pot I don't know how many times, empty shapes, and there is not even the slightest bone left in the smell of meat. Without the guidance of the smell of blood, this kind of meat is not even as good as in the eyes of a living corpse.

The feces are still at least stinky. For living corpses, which rely primarily on their sense of smell to perceive the outside world, smell is the main basis for searching for the presence of food.

In order to fight for the intestines scattered on the ground, two living corpses fight. At such times, there is no friendship and humility, and the attacks of the same kind are vicious and violent. They opened their large fanged mouths and howled in horror at each other. Raise your fist and smash it into the opponent's face and body. The intestines that had already been eaten in the mouth were beaten off, and then quickly picked up by another living corpse and chewed on for a while. They bit each other so hard that their nails dug deep into each other's bodies, and when they let go, only bloody cuts remained on the surface of their bare fingers.

In the depths of the rain curtain shrouded in darkness, more than a dozen staggering living corpses appeared.

They are very sensitive to the smell of food. Of course, there was not enough to eat the internal organs of the corpses scattered in the field. The corpses began to turn their attention to the dead pilot in the cabin. They circled around the cabin made of bulletproof glass, banging desperately with their fists and bodies, making a hollow "bang" sound. The cabin door was closed, with only a small opening on the side. It was from here that Liu Tianming shot at that time. Now, the cramped space can't accommodate the greed of a dozen living corpses. Although they crowded towards it, no one could get in, only smelling the thick blood coming out of the cabin, which stimulated their eyes to redden, and the hunger in their bodies became more and more intense, and they couldn't even catch a single piece of meat.

A rhythmic roar of engines can be heard in the air.

The living corpses standing near the cockpit raised their heads and looked at the source of the sound. The darkness of the night and the rain obscured the view, and no one knew what was there, but could feel the approaching creatures.

"Click————"

In the rain, a dull dense sound of gunfire rang out. Strings of tongues of fire shone in the night sky, and countless bullets shot down at a terrible high velocity. The hexagonal fire was so noticeable that it was two powerful multi-barreled heavy machine guns, firing rapidly into the ground. Under the constant glow of the fire, the silhouette of the gunship suspended in the sky can be seen, as well as the indifferent face of the man in the cockpit.

He looks exactly like Yin Song, and even the lieutenant colonel badge on his shoulder is no different. The difference is that one is dead and the other is alive.

There is an inexplicable and mysterious connection between the twin brothers. There was no communication, no distress signal, and no witnessing the scene that had happened in the wilderness, but Yin Jian was clear: Yin Song was dead.

These are extraordinary times, and it is not possible to mobilize extremely valuable human resources because of such unwarranted ethereal feelings. Although Yin Jian's surname is "Yin", he has no privileges in this regard. The only thing he could do was to get a helicopter gunship, attach an additional fuel tank, and look for it all the way in the direction he felt was given.

The living corpses on the ground were beaten to the ground, and their bodies were riddled with bullet holes. Heavy machine gun warheads of coarse caliber tore muscles and shattered bones. The joints of these mutated creatures were broken on the spot, and blood gushed from the wounds, but it was not fatal.

Compared to when the virus broke out a few months ago, the living corpse has not only undergone changes in its body, but has even evolved some intelligence. Several of the guys whose heads had been shot through were killed instantly, and the rest of the living corpses were clustered around each other, hiding behind the helicopter parked on the ground as cover. The bullets struck the metal with a "clanging" sound, and dazzling sparks shimmered in the darkness. These mutated creatures can't speak, but they're not as stupid as they were when they were first infected by the virus. They know the gap between themselves and their opponents, patiently waiting for them to run out of ammunition, waiting for the food flying in the sky to come down on its own...... Then, we have a chance.

Things did go according to the idea of the living corpse.

Yin Jian kept adjusting his altitude, and the multi-barreled cannons under the wings were no longer spraying bullets. When the landing gear had just made contact with the ground, and the propeller was still rotating, Yin Jian pushed open the cockpit door, and with the cruelty and cruelty on his face, he got into the rain curtain and jumped towards the corpses in the distance.

His sanity was clear, and he knew he was doing something extremely crazy.

In Yin Jian's opinion, this level of combat does not require weapons at all. There were eleven living corpses left, and they had learned how to cooperate in battle, forming a semi-circular encirclement. Yin Jian leaned forward, approached his opponent at an extremely fast speed, and drew his gun from a position of about ten centimeters. The pistol bullet burrowed into the head of the living corpse with a huge roar, and its skull exploded with a bang, stinking blood and slurry everywhere. Before the living corpse that lost its head fell, the fighting knife held by Yin Song in his left hand also swung at the same time, cutting off the throat of the other living corpse that rushed over. The mutant creature still ran a few steps towards the money, then clutched his hands to the wound in his throat and threw himself to the ground. To find this site, please search for "6 Mao" or enter the URL:.