It was during the time that Wang Qiang was imprisoned in the detention center.

It's night, and it's cold.

Goose feathers and heavy snow are falling.

On the north bank of the Yangtze River, an endless tide of corpses stands near the river.

Endless green eyes looked up at the sky, and the zombies seemed to be performing some strange and unpredictable ritual.

The wind continued to blow, and the zombies shouted all over the sky, and there was a ghost forest.

But all this is on the north bank of the river, and has nothing to do with the human world.

The south bank of the Yangtze River.

Near Watergate, a team of people is exploring along the river.

"The fiftieth coordinates have been collected, well, according to calculations, there will be no problems with the Yangtze River in our defense area tonight." A soldier salvaged a detector from the thin ice water, read the data, and reported it to the officers behind him.

"Very good, you can telegraph to the General Staff of the Military Region that the defense level of Watergate City can be tentatively set to Level 2 tonight, as before." The officer nodded, and then walked through the snow with the inspection team.

Along the river, the testing team extracts the detector record information from the river water from time to time, and completes all the scheduled tests step by step.

Since the ice began to form in the upper reaches of Longmen, the Eastern Army has been strictly monitoring the water temperature of the Yangtze River.

"Our Shuimen City is close to the sea, usually affected by the ocean currents, the water temperature of the Yangtze River can not form a large area of ice, unlike Longmen City, every few hours along the river to fire a few shells to blow up the ice surface and relieve the trouble of the Yangtze River freezing." The officer took a breath of heat, looked at the chaotic river, and said.

Several soldiers also chimed in: "That is, if it is like the situation on the side of the Longmen defense line, a few of us will probably be exhausted to death." ”

At this time, a soldier looked at the unknown night on the north bank of the river, and said with some anxiety: "Sir, I feel that something is wrong on the other side tonight." ”

The officer was stunned for a moment and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"I can't say it, I just feel a little creepy on the other side." The little soldier replied by touching his head.

The officer smiled and said, "Xiao Li, you must be under too much pressure and have made something mentally wrong?" Brother tells you, mental illness is not a disease, it is also a disease, in a word, this must be cured! Those zombies on the other side of the river, when will they not be creepy? You idiot. ”

The soldier thought to himself, so he followed the pace of the detection team and gradually moved away.

On the other side of the river, it is destined to be unquiet tonight.

Unlike in the past, the tide of corpses on the north bank of the Yangtze River today is orderly, and even the stampedes that often occurred in the past have not appeared.

The cold moon was dark, and it was pitch black.

Suddenly, the tide of loss surged, and the dense tide of corpses actually divided into a wide road.

Almost all of the zombies gave up hissing for a while, and then maintained an eerie silence, which was terrifying.

Silence is also oppressive!

I saw that on the road that separated, there were four giant zombies with strange images lurking forward!

These four zombies are all huge, with extremely developed limbs, and the exoskeleton armor on the whole body is flashing gray and dark.

If someone sees it, they will definitely exclaim, this is a rare fourth-level zombie...... At the same time, in the same place, there were four of them!

No wonder the zombie tide loses its voice at the same time!

No wonder the zombie tide will spontaneously give way to an avenue!

No wonder tonight is creepy!

Four giant mutant zombies crouched around, as if they were prostrating, as if they were praying, like pilgrims who buried their heads in the snow.

There is a special thing about these four giant zombies, that is, there is obviously a huge depression in their buried heads, as if they have suffered a painful blow in the past.

The four giant zombies slowly crawled forward, not daring to stand up slightly, and the other zombies did not dare to make any sound. Hundreds of millions of corpses stood in the dark night, letting the river wind blow fiercely and let the blizzard drift away.

There are zombies leading the way, and zombies are coming!

I saw a strange zombie with a white body slowly emerging from the darkness, like a bright moon in the sparkling blue pond.

The white zombie is not very tall, only about three meters, and in front of the giant zombie, it looks like a dwarf.

But the giant zombie crawling forward does not dare to appear taller than it!

The white zombies walk differently than other zombies.

Ordinary zombies, because of the decay of the body, the Achilles tendon and tendons are seriously damaged, so the zombies move, no matter how fast or slow the speed is, there are some problems with the coordination of the body.

But the white zombie is different, he walks very gracefully, more gracefully than the noblest gentleman among the human beings. Every step and every movement of it has a special rhythm, which makes people can't help but be fascinated at first sight.

As soon as this zombie showed its shape, all the zombies on the bank of the river erupted into an inexplicable roar.

The earth trembled, the wind and snow went wild, and the heavens and the earth lost their voices!

On the south bank of the Yangtze River, the soldiers stationed at the steel bridge heard the roar of the zombies and looked sideways.

"What are you doing today, the zombies on the other side are full and have nothing to do? Can you make it hard? A soldier guarding the steel bridge at the front scolded.

"Erwa, you are full, and the zombie ghost on the other side is calling you about the ball, so don't roll in and continue to fight the landlord." Another soldier shouted.

These soldiers didn't know that the one on the other side who accepted the worship of ten thousand corpses and walked slowly to the riverside was the SSS-level zombie codenamed Spade K on the military's wanted order, the white wolf!

The Playing Card Series Zombies, since its release, has been cut off with five targets, but those are all second-level dangerous zombies below the flower card.

The flower-level zombies that are really at the pinnacle of evolution, human beings have not yet had a practical and effective way to achieve a devastating blow.

The King of Spades, which represents King David of Israel in human history.

Intersecting Julius Caesar, Alexander the Great, and Charlemagne, the existence of King David is particularly mysterious.

For no other reason, King David was not like any other emperor, he was chosen by God.

Standing on the highest point of religion, King David was God's choice, so he was mysterious.

The Zombie Spade King is fully in line with the mysterious nature, and as the only spell-type zombie captured by humans using regional satellites, the White Wolf is undoubtedly super terrifying.

At the time the satellite caught it, the zombie was killing a level 4 speed zombie!

A speed-type fourth-level zombie can cause effective damage to an infantry division of the human race, and can easily wipe out a full infantry regiment, and only the troops with the ability can surround and kill it, which requires close cooperation and pays a heavy price.

However, under the suppression of the King of Spades, the fourth-level zombies had no power to resist, and were dismembered by the King of Spades in a cruel way in minutes!

Moreover, the white wolf at that time seemed to have sensed the screening system of the satellite, and actually made a very humane gesture to the sky - the middle finger!

It's all the more terrifying.

Because this is a terrifying monster with advanced intelligence.

The King of Spades has a pure white body, so white that it is paler than any Caucasians, so the military gave the King of Spades a terrible code name, the White Wolf.

A wolf pack, once a white wolf appears, it must be the king of wolves. The white wolf was synonymous with cunning, ferocity and wisdom in ancient times, as was the king of spades.

At this time, the white wolf had already walked to the river.

The four giant zombies had already stood behind the white wolf, crouching down, trying to reduce their size as much as possible to express the humility in their hearts.

The white wolf walked to the river, and his hands probed into the river, as if ordinary people were wetting the water, and his fingers brushed the river.

If anyone sees this, they will be shocked!

Zombies are afraid of water, this is the same truth for 22 years, but the zombie in front of him is actually playing in the water by the river!

The white wolf churned the river with both hands, and the river was churning in the hands of the white wolf, but ...... The waves jumped and jumped, then lost their vitality, then froze on the surface of the river, and then ...... The surface of the river is frozen!

The ice surface is getting wider and thicker, and such a wide layer of ice, such a thick layer of ice, has been extended, extending into the distance shrouded in dark fog, until it reaches the other side of the Yangtze River.

The surface of the river, just like that, in the hands of the white wolf, formed an ice bridge!

For zombies, the insurmountable chasm, between the whisks, has become a smooth road.

After all this, the rapid white color on the white wolf's body also faded a lot.

The white wolf turned around and let out a loud roar at the zombie tide behind him, and the black tide of hundreds of millions of zombies slowly moved, and then they all walked onto the ice and moved towards the south bank of the Yangtze River.

And the four giant zombies who followed the white wolf saddle before and after the horse were inspired, and they also crossed the river with the zombie black tide, aiming at the brilliant watergate city!

The white wolf stood by the river, watching the tide of loss on the way, slowly turning around and disappearing into the wind and snow.

When it comes, it is like the moon in the well, and when it goes, it is like snow in the wind.

This is the white wolf, this is the king of spades, King David in the world of zombies, the king of the chosen one.

And at this time, chaos is coming!