"This is the slave collar?" Li Mu looked at the collar composed of a metal box and a thin steel wire with interest, and said.

As the leader of the base, Li Mu can't charge into battle every time, so after the guerrilla warfare test was successful, today Li Mu handed over the heavy truck to Chen Zhe to be in charge, and the corpse hunter squad was temporarily transformed into a guerrilla team that hunted and killed building sweepers. And these collars were one of the trophies that had just been captured, along with the capture of six captives by sweepers with such collars.

"Yes, the captives captured by the sweepers will wear this kind of collar," explained the fat man Zhu Weiqiang, "This kind of collar contains a miniature bomb and an electronic controller, once put on, it can only be turned on and off by the control end, and if you want to forcibly remove it, the bomb will explode, powerful enough to blow the slave's head." And you can set to renew the lease every once in a while, otherwise when the time comes, it will also explode automatically. In the past, the sweepers used to put collars on the captives after they were captured, and I don't know why they sent the collars to the sweeping team and brought them out......"

Li Mu didn't care about this problem, in the past two days, he had caught more than a dozen captives of the sweeper, and they were all locked in the townhouse in front of him at this time, and he was worried about how to deal with these guys - he couldn't raise them for nothing, the food in the last days was very expensive.

"Well, what about the control end?" Li Mu asked.

"Here." Chen Zhe handed over two tablets and said the password of the control side that he had forced to confess. As for the operation, it is very simple, the number and photo of each slave are clear, and batch processing can be carried out......

Li Mu's eyes lit up, with this thing, he would be more sure to deal with those building sweepers.

Compared with the building sweepers with more than 400 official members and more than 1,000 cannon fodder, Li Mu, the No. 20 person, is really not enough to see, even if he has a heavy truck, he can only fight guerrillas. But with the slave collar, Li Mu can quickly increase the strength of the team, as long as the number of members of the sweepers is consumed by fighting guerrillas, and at the same time capturing the sweepers and turning them into his own people, how long can the sweepers last?

"In the future, if you catch the sweepers, they will all wear collars, and they will be rented for one day at a time!" Li Mu began to formulate a plan, "Those who obey the management and fight bravely can be rewarded for upgrading their level and extending the lease period of the collar to two or three days each time...... But a sweeper can never be a free man! And the captives caught by the sweepers can directly upgrade the lease period from three days, and those who perform well and are upgraded to ten days in total can regain their freedom and take off their collars to become official members of our base......"

Li Mu promulgated a series of plans and began to lay the foundation for the expansion of the base......

At the same time, Malcolm was furious.

"What? Three more squads didn't come back? Malcolm kicked away the slave girl who was beating his legs, jumped over and grabbed his cronie Han Cheng's collar, and directly grabbed his feet off the ground and hung him in mid-air.

"Ma Ye is angry, Ma Ye is angry......" Han Cheng cried and begged for mercy with a sad face.

"Humph!" Malcolm threw Han Cheng to the ground and said angrily, "What the hell is going on? Check it out for me! ”

"Master Ma, I have already sent someone to check on the route of the missing squad today, and found their car ......" Han Cheng hurriedly reported, as Malcolm's cronies, although he is not a powerful enhancer, but his ability to do things is very powerful, otherwise Malcolm would not use him as a cronie.

"Cars? What's the use of asking for a car? What about people? Malcolm exclaimed angrily.

Han Cheng was disdainful in his heart, this stupid, if it weren't for Lao Tzu, with his IQ, would he be able to develop the team of sweepers so big?

But this can only be thought about, Han Cheng hurriedly replied: "The person is gone, there are blood stains in the car, it should have been dragged away by zombies." However, the investigators reported that the car they found appeared to be ...... I had a car accident and was knocked over by some big guy......"

"Big guy? This is the fifth ring, how many big guys can there be? Malcolm yelled angrily.

"Well, it's not a high-level zombie, it's ...... The car, judging by the marks of the impact, should be a modified truck...... "Han Cheng said.

“fuck！” Malcolm grabbed Han Cheng again and shouted, "You said someone is going against us? ”

"Yes...... Is there this to ...... Maybe ......" Han Cheng was so frightened by Malcolm's angry expression, especially the two bulging eyes, that he couldn't speak.

"Find them for me, I'm going to pinch them all to death and pinch them into meat sauce!" Malcolm shouted through gritted teeth.

Han Cheng trembled and responded, and was thrown out of the room by Malcolm, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the screams of the slave girl coming from the room, Han Cheng's face was suddenly full of fear and cowardice, and he hurriedly went downstairs to issue an order.

Where do you go to find each other in a city shrouded in such a big fog? There are more than 400 sweepers in total, even if all of them are dispatched, it is impossible to check all the surrounding blocks at once. Han Cheng wanted to break his head, and in the end he only came up with a plan to go out and sweep the building in the future, and the two teams acted together.

Isn't it an ambush? Then arrange for two jeeps to act at the same time, with the fire equipment of the sweepers, and the two teams covering each other, are you afraid that the sneak attack will not succeed?

Poor Han Cheng's plan had no effect at all - four team members were still missing the next day, but the problem was that according to his plan to combine the two teams, eight cars and more than thirty people were lost this time!

Malcolm's anger made Han Cheng pee his pants in fright, so he simply asked Malcolm to give an order, mobilized the battle team, and patrolled around several lines of action for a day, but he didn't find any trace of the enemy at all. But the next day, without the protection of the combat brigade, several of the sweeper teams disappeared again......

You can't line up in a big force every day to follow the protection, right? Not to mention how many cars so many people have to drive and how many liters of precious gasoline will be consumed once the large army is dispatched, just say that in such a big battle, the surrounding survivors have already fled and swept the building? It's a fart!

Guerrilla warfare is to fight the enemy without temper!

Li Mu looked at the prisoners that were increasing every day and the loot that was captured, and he smiled happily.

But Malcolm was furious, Han Cheng was worried, and the entire team of sweepers was panicked...... Although the IQ is in arrears, he also understands that if this situation continues, the team will not be able to take it! The consumption of 400 sweepers and 1,000 slaves is not a small amount, and without the daily harvest of the sweepers, they will not be able to last long.

More importantly, the hearts of the people are scattered, and the slaves with collars are okay to say, but those official team members are only afraid that it is easy to desert!

It's been so many days, and those elusive guerrillas haven't even seen a single hair, how can this situation be broken?

At the moment, there are only two options in front of the: either lead the team to evacuate and stay away from this area, or maybe you can avoid those bastard guerrillas. Either he can only start his big plan immediately, find a frontal enemy to fight vigorously, so as to boost morale, and even improve the strength of the entire team of sweepers, and then turn back and settle accounts with the guerrillas!