Chapter 151: Back to the Beginning

"This ......"

When the group hurriedly rushed through the iron door leading to the basement and came to the next level of the so-called basement, all four of them were stunned. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Intelligence, are you kidding us!?"

Looking at the familiar hall and familiar decoration in front of him, Wen Qing suddenly had the urge to tear down this **** virtual space now.

Isn't this the 'normal version' of the Night of the Dead map that everyone just experienced a few times ago!

The basement below the hall is still a hall, and there is still a forest around the outside, are you living in a dream or I am living in a dream!

"Due to probability, the Survivor Team 073 returns to 'Night of the Dead' in Survival Mode, and will automatically enter the second level of puzzle solving the next time they enter puzzle mode."

After leaving such a sentence, the unknown intelligence no longer had a voice, and was replaced by the virtual intelligence that Wen Qing was familiar with.

"Welcome back to Night of the Dead, where the first round of attacks by the Nazi zombies will begin in 30 seconds, so get ready for the survivors."

"it!"

Just when Wen Qing and the others were about to fight until the sixth wave of Nazi commandos appeared and returned to reality again, in the office of the virtual training center, the dean, who had been sitting in the chair without moving, suddenly stood up from the chair with a shocked face.

"Bang dang!" The wooden chair was slammed to the ground with a loud bang, but the Dean was unaware, his attention now drawn to the three pictures on the screen in front of him.

"Tong Guoan......" Dean stared at the man in the black-and-white photo, the man he once thought was his best friend.

"I can't swallow this! Watching our own compatriots go to their deaths, but still have the cheekiness to treat these defeated dwarfs preferentially! Those fucking high-ups are full of gutter oil in their heads! ”

Until now, the dean still clearly remembers the last declaration in the phone call from Tong Guoan, who was far away in the country of Risheng, and it was also the last sentence he heard him say.

The day after that phone call, the dean heard the big news that the 192nd Division, which was fighting on the mainland of the Risheng Kingdom, had started a massacre competition in Tiandu, and what was even more shocking was that the central government had no reaction to this incident at first!

It was not until 17 days after the start of the massacre that a group of gendarmes directly under the Central Committee arrived at the headquarters of the 192nd Division to subdue Tong Guoan, the division commander, and then completed the trial and sentence of the provisional military court in just one day, and directly and hastily executed the man that night.

At that time, he was still young and did not understand all the ways, but simply thought that his best friend was blinded by hatred, and it was not until the old man surnamed Sun sighed that he really understood the darkness in it.

"The central government has finally succeeded in driving a ...... crazy" The dean still clearly remembered every word that the old man said with a sigh, and he didn't dare to interject at that time, one because he was only a small guard, and the second because he was so shocked at the time.

What do you mean by 'finally managed to drive one crazy'!?

When he learned that there were terrible cases of massacres of prisoners of war or civilians on the battlefields in various places, and that most of the officers who committed the crimes were people who had made the mistake of 'taking sides' during the '7.28' incident or who had been separated from the 'big man' in the center, he realized that all this was not as simple as he imagined.

"Little one, do you think we have any benefit in sweeping through Asia?" The dean remembered that one day during the war, the old man had asked himself such a question.

"Washing away the national shame and expanding the country's territory is the supreme glory of our soldiers." This is the answer given by the dean back then.

When the old man listened to his answer, he shook his head with a silent smile, and then slowly turned to look at the floor-to-ceiling window behind him: "Glory? We get nothing but a few new additions to those men's merit books. ”

It wasn't until the end of the war, when he left the old man and began to wander alone in the army, that he realized how stupid he had been.

"Glory?" This was when he asked a veteran who had returned from the battlefield if he felt honored for his participation in the 'revenge war', and the other party laughed: "You should ask this question to those big people in the central government, the only thing that we cannon fodder are happy about is that we have succeeded in coming back alive under those wastes, but unfortunately our division commander did not." ”

He discovered an extremely strange phenomenon: after most of the troops participating in the war returned to China, except for those units directly under the central government, almost all the senior officers in the other units were fresh faces, although the official answer was that these officers died heroically in the war or committed the crime of 'massacre' and were executed and replaced, but this kind of words are used to deceive the unsuspecting civilians, and to explain to the soldiers who know the inside story, this is not a lie!

"Not only has it made a big deal in the history of its own merits, but also reasonably eliminated most of the participants in the '7.28' incident in the army to strengthen its control over the army, and it can also build momentum for its next plan, killing three birds with one stone, a good plan."

When the dean went to visit the old man a few years ago to talk about the past, the old man sighed again.

"It's just that no matter how good those people are, they can't have foreseen such a thing as a sudden zombie crisis in the world." As he said this, the old man suddenly showed a strange smile.

"The army was eventually divided into two factions due to the sudden and great crisis, and the original ruling system quickly collapsed in the rapidly changing environment of human existence, and the plan that those people had been planning was over."

"Teacher, what do you mean by 'those people'?" In the end, the dean didn't resist the urge in his heart and spit out the question that had been suppressed in his chest.

"You want to know?" The old man looked at him with a smirk, then reached out and patted the dean's shoulder gently.

"Don't worry, after a few years of my death, those people will have to surface."