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Two minutes later, when the screams died down and calmed down again, the cockpit of the helicopter was left with only a man who had covered his face with a flight helmet.

"Let me think about how to fly the helicopter of the Asian Union, huh?"

Just as Alex Moser, disguised as a driver, was about to read the memories of the driver he had just absorbed, a group of zombies not far away that were rushing towards him suddenly interrupted him.

"Damn, sure enough, at any given time, inferior creatures without intelligence are the most annoying."

Alex sighed softly, and then stepped off the helicopter again, at this time, next to the helicopter, Hao Jian's body was lying motionless on the grass, and there was a blood hole on his forehead less than a centimeter in diameter, it was this inconspicuous wound that killed him.

"Anyway, let's put waste to good use." Glancing at the group of corpses that were about to rush to the helicopter, Alex reluctantly stretched out a hand and pressed it on Hao Jian's corpse.

I saw a crimson meat tube suddenly detached from Alex's arm, and when the meat tube fell and touched Hao Jian's corpse, it quickly dissolved, and finally fused with Hao Jian's corpse.

Immediately afterwards, Hao Jian, who was already dead, suddenly trembled violently, and waves of flesh visible to the naked eye rolled over his exposed skin, while the sound of bones breaking kept coming from his body, as if a building block toy was being reassembled.

Ten seconds later, the newly promoted helicopter pilot, named Hao Jian, who had already died, disappeared, and was replaced by an unidentified creature with a swarthy body, as if he was wearing a European medieval full-body plate armor.

"Deal with those zombies, get rid of them all, and then you'll be free." Alex shrugged his shoulders and then reboarded the helicopter.

"Well, it looks like the asking price for this deal has to go up a little bit more." Looking at the modified clone that suddenly erupted and headed towards the zombie horde, Alex whistled lightly.

After delaying the corpse group with the modified clones, Alex successfully rekindled the helicopter with the memory of the Huaxia pilot named Nie Changfeng who had just been absorbed by himself, and the steel behemoth began to turn its propellers and prepare to take off again.

"Everyone, don't panic, the helicopter just ran into a glitch, and now we are about to set off again, and we will arrive at the agreed target point in about half an hour."

Hearing that the loudspeaker that had not moved sounded again, the hearts of the people in the cabin who had been anxious suddenly became relieved again, and it turned out that the stop was only because the helicopter had encountered a malfunction.

And Wen Qing, who was about to let his tactical humanoid directly tear open the cabin door with his bare hands to see what was going on, also canceled this plan, no matter what, he was still willing to believe that the old man of the dean would not harm him.

"This sound seems to be a little wrong," 98k frowned slightly, "Although the timbre is almost the same as before, it always gives people a strange feeling." ”

"It's so calm." M4A1 hit the nail on the head and said something strange: "If the plane really broke down, then they should be a little nervous, but judging from the tone of the person just now, he seems to have calmed down too much." ”

"Then shall we" ump45 glanced at the isolation door not far from him, separating the cockpit from the troop carrier, and made a knife motion without missing a trace.

"Don't act rashly just yet." Wen Qing shook his head slightly, "Get ready for battle, let's not do it before the real problem arises." ”

And just when Alex disguised himself as a helicopter pilot and began to send Wen Qing and the others in the plane to where they really should go, an extremely serious atmosphere was permeating the command room on the second floor of the Maple Town Battle Base.

"The reconnaissance has been completed, and the Ally border defense bases of D4 to D7 have all been breached, and now the corpses are pouring into the safe zone in large numbers through these gaps."

On the large screen of the command center, the images transmitted by Bronia were constantly repeated, and the endless corpses were rushing over the terrifying wide holes in the border wall towards the security zone.

"Judging by the extent of the damage, it was caused by the detonation of explosives stored inside." Hank looked at the picture on the big screen with a grim face, "Four borders were destroyed at the same time, this is really a big deal." ”

"You humans just like this, whether it's Ambrera, the United States, or the current Asian League, it's all grasshoppers on a rope." Not far from the big screen, a man with his upper body hidden in the darkness, but he could vaguely see that it was a white researcher's coat, and said coldly.

"First of all, I want to correct you, that's not what grasshoppers on a rope mean," Hank glanced at the man in the dark, "In addition, if you hadn't refused to turn in the virus in the first place, how could there have been the subsequent raccoon market incidents." ”

"The Raccoon City incident is a matter of time, and when the virus leaks in the sheep house, it is already doomed that Raccoon City will suffer." The man defended coldly, "If it weren't for Ambrera's only support for research on the Veronica virus, how could I refuse to hand over G." ”

"Are you two planning another debate?" Number 47 stopped the two men who were about to argue again.

"Please, can you solve the urgent matter at hand first?" (To be continued.) )