"That's right, it's looking for someone in the zombie horde. Did you find that there are actually a lot of zombies here that look like the first zombies. These zombies can be manipulated by the Ghost Eaters, and I want to find out who manipulated them right now. I don't believe we're so unlucky, so the zombies just happened to surround us, there must be a conspiracy here. ”

The appearance of zombies generally looks similar. All of them were gray, their pupils were white, their clothes were ragged, and they had all kinds of wounds on their bodies. Zhao Kongmeng really didn't dare to judge which zombies were the first generation of zombies, and he didn't think about this aspect at all. This little sister insisted that there were the first zombies here, so he took a closer look. It turned out that one trace was really found, and that was that these zombies seemed to be organized.

The reason why the ancient feudal army could not defeat the modern army, even if it was dozens or even hundreds of times more numerous, was because the modern army was organized. The bravery of zombies is unmatched by any soldier, because they don't know how to be afraid.

It's really because the zombies are not organized, so Zhao Kongmeng and they relied on a riot truck to resist the attack of hundreds of zombies. But now, although the number of these zombies is smaller, and they are being suppressed. But they seem really organized because they know how to change their strategy.

At first, the zombies swarmed up, and then they were either killed by Zhao Kongmeng with the God Destroying Knife, or they were sniped remotely by Du Xinxi. But now they have learned to be obedient, and they no longer continue to rely on the superiority of numbers as they did just now. They would only be a part of the people surrounding Zhao Kongmeng, and at the same time, they were a little far away to avoid being cut by the God Destroying Sword. Then more people surrounded Du Xin with tears, and the distance between everyone was still relatively large.

In this way, it will take more time for Du Xinxian to snipe them, so that they can get closer. They were finally able to advance to Du Xinxi's side, and then she would die with weak close protection.

"Little sister, you seem to be right this time. They appear to be organized, and they are changing their strategy. ”

Hearing Zhao Kongmeng's words, the little sister nodded: "Yes, you are right." But the most critical issue, you overlooked. It's just that these zombies all look similar, and the organizer must be alive if he has such a plan. Because even the first generation of zombies were not living people, and it was impossible to use strategy. ”

Zhao Kongmeng looked around, but he really didn't see the fourth living person outside of the three of them. This is a problem, because if they can't find the person who controls the zombies as soon as possible, they will be in a bit of a dangerous situation.

"If you really can't find a living person, then it's better to find a breakthrough from these zombies." Du Xintear said to Zhao Kongmeng while shooting, "Now that technology is so advanced, even if you don't come to the scene in person, it doesn't mean that you can't control the situation." ”

Du Xin's tearful words reminded the little sister, she squatted down, and then rummaged through a zombie that had been cut in half by Zhao Kongmeng. The upper body of this unlucky zombie was cut off from the shoulder, and even the arm was cut off, and he couldn't turn over at all.

The little sister kicked the zombie over, leaving him face down. After that, she rummaged through it, and actually found an embedded headset in the zombie's ear.

"Damn, you're really playing with me." The little sister angrily threw the headset on the ground and smashed it, and then shouted, "The most annoying thing for the old lady is this kind of cheating person, if everyone is like him, then how can honest people like us play?" ”

"Stop playing, can you get rid of these zombies first?" Zhao Kongmeng slashed down with a knife, slashing a zombie that looked very strong from head to toe, and then continued, "There are too many of these zombies, how do I feel that even the God Destroying Sword is not very powerful." ”

"Stupid, the reason why your god-destroying knife is so powerful is all because of the blood you smeared on the knife. But as your blood is contaminated with the blood of the zombies, of course, the power of the knife becomes weaker and weaker. In the end, the knife will become as if it had not been stained with blood, and it will become an ordinary, unusually sharp and good knife. ”

The power of the God Destroying Sword is very great, and Zhao Kongmeng likes it very much. However, in its original state, even if it was so sharp, it could not be as powerful as it is now. When he had just been smeared with blood, Zhao Kongmeng felt that he was simply playing with cutting fruit. With just one stroke, you can see the zombie in two. But now that I think about it, everything is going to get harder and harder.

Zhao Kongmeng didn't practice any martial arts in the Eight Classics, purely by virtue of the bloodline advantage of the Chosen Son. Now he didn't think he was very tired, but after a while, maybe he would be too tired to even lift a knife.

"Little sister, you have to have the ability. Just hurry up and show it, don't hide it anymore. ”

"I didn't hide it, haven't you seen a lot?"

Xiaomei didn't rush to fight the zombies, but rummaged through the zombies one by one. Then she came to a conclusion: "Not all zombies have headsets, and some of them are estimated to be first-generation zombies." There's no way to figure out which one is the first zombie, so the only way now is to kill them all. ”

Zhao Kongmeng really admires the little sister's head, and she can just slap her hand and pop up an idea. But this crazy girl may not have thought about it, how can these zombies be so easy to kill.

The little sister didn't say much, she stood where she was, and then took out a piccolo. She said to Zhao Kongmeng like a treasure: "We are the chosen sons of God, we don't need to use magic skills, can we keep them for use in the underworld?" ”

Zhao Kongmeng's current magic skills are nothing more than immobilization techniques, soul snatching techniques, and smearing his own blood on the God Destroying Knife, in addition to this, he also has the ability to recover quickly. It's a pity that these things are okay against one or two living people, but they seem to be a little useless against zombie groups.

After the little sister showed off her flute, she began to play. Zhao Kongmeng couldn't understand music, but he felt that his hearing was still good. But now he couldn't hear the music, he just thought the zombies seemed to be a lot more stupid. Of course, it can't be said to be stupid, but to a greater extent, it has become sluggish.

And this change is continuous, and it continues to intensify. In the end, the zombie seems to have become a fool and will just stand there in a daze. Zhao Kongmeng cut down a few with a knife, and beckoned to Du Xinxi: "Don't waste bullets, let's use a dagger." ”

When you collect weapons, you get more than just rifles and bullets. In order to save trouble, some people even threw away the police multi-purpose dagger they carried with them. Therefore, although Zhao Kongmeng did not wear an assault rifle, he also had a dagger hidden on his waist.

Although the God Exterminator is sharp enough, it is still very laborious to wield. Now that the zombies are stupidly standing in place waiting to be stabbed, it seems that it is a little silly to wield a big knife again.

Zhao Kongmeng pulled out the dagger, and then stabbed the blade of the dagger into the head of the zombie closest to him. He found that this seemed to be a convenient task, and after continuing to stab a few zombies, he also found some patterns.

Zombies are dead people, although they can still maintain the ability to move, but their bodies still have a certain degree of corruption. In particular, the skulls of zombies have become more fragile than ordinary people. However, no matter how brittle the bones are, they are still bones, and they are far from being directly poked in the temple.

Zhao Kongmeng stabbed his temple one by one, he was very proud of his discovery. But when he looked back at Du Xinxi, he found that the other party's movements were faster.

Du Xintear didn't even have a dagger at all, just a flathead screwdriver with a pen with a thinner finger. She put the screwdriver into the zombie's nostrils once, and then rotated the handle half a circle, and the zombie who was standing stupidly immediately fell to the ground.

"What are you?"

"Slotted screwdriver, you shouldn't have seen it before?" Du Xin shook the screwdriver with tears, and then continued to work, "This is what I took from the car, originally to prevent the light machine gun from malfunctioning, so that it can be used for maintenance." Who knew that the light machine gun had been performing very well, so I just kept it in my pocket all the time. ”

"And what are you doing now?"

Hearing Zhao Kongmeng's question, Du Xintear explained: "I have watched an archaeological program before, saying that in ancient times, the brains of corpses would be emptied for embalming. In order to avoid spoiling the appearance, the method used is to let the brain plasma flow out of the nostrils. You're stabbing zombies in the heads with a dagger now, isn't it just to destroy the zombies' heads? I'm doing this more efficiently, much faster than if you were to stab them one by one with a dagger. ”

Zhao Kongmeng really admired Du Xin's whimsical thoughts, but he couldn't learn it now if he wanted to. After all, except for the dagger in his hand, which is the God Destroying Knife, he is not suitable for this kind of delicate work.

Even if it's a little slower, you can still destroy zombies. In addition to the faster Du Xinxi, Zhao Kongmeng looked at his results happily after working for a long time.

"It turns out that zombies are so weak when we can't win."

"Don't martial arts, you big-headed ghost." The little sister did not stop playing until this time, and then put her flute in her pocket. She beckoned and motioned for everyone to move on.

Zhao Kongmeng followed, and then asked, "You played the flute just now, why didn't you make any sound at all." Is this kind of flute the same as a dog flute, which cannot be heard by living people, but can only be heard by zombies. ”

"Well, your brain isn't incorrigible. Although the ghost eater who controls zombies knows a bit about high technology, he has no inheritance. So he can only control some of the first-generation zombies, and then use the first-generation zombies to lead other zombies to act together. My Magic Flute is different, it can control all the zombies. The power of my bloodline is really limited now, and I can only keep the zombies in place. If fully awakened, it can even control the zombie's arbitrary behavior. ”