The huge steel valve slowly slid to the sides, and what Hering didn't expect was that the research room inside was three times larger than the outside, and the Eye of the Apocalypse opened, only a huge dark green flame was burning, and there was no sign of other zombies. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The flame was in the innermost part of the research room, dark and dark green, two or three meters high.

"Dr. Vorster?!" The officer in sunglasses also felt the strength of the other party, and his face was full of shock.

"Who's Vorster?" Herring couldn't help but ask.

"It's a madman who has always been wanted by our Earth Defense System, and he has always been suspected of developing zombies, so I didn't expect to meet him in this ghost place." The officer in sunglasses sniffled, his voice trembling a little.

Needless to say, everyone present knew why the doctor who was once wanted with the highest prize disappeared for no reason, and it turned out that he had also transformed himself into a zombie!

"It's crazy." Herring took a breath and opened his eyes to stare at the behemoth in front of him, the person who can do this kind of thing is not just crazy, this is completely perverted!

Vorst's eyes were closed, his body was covered with all kinds of hoses, his skin was already rotten, and what was exposed was a mass of blood-red muscles, even more exaggerated than those of those who controlled the power system!

The man in sunglasses is tall enough, two meters tall, weighs three hundred pounds, and looks domineering and mighty with horizontal flesh, but compared to the ghost thing at the end of the basement, it's not a fart!

"This thing can be pierced with bullets?" Hering estimated in his heart that the muscles of that level of explosion were enough to break through the steel plate, and how to kill him with a small bullet.

The alarm sounded throughout the town, and even the large army outside noticed that something was wrong, and the zombies began to boil, breaking the confines of the petri dish, breaking through, walking out of the basement, and biting towards the group of uninfected live meat.

"Listen to my orders, lock this town, and no zombie can be released!" Sherlock was fully armed, standing next to a giant armored vehicle three meters high, and gave death orders to all the soldiers.

Zombie after zombie gushed out of the basement and attacked the mental ward layer after floor, and the people inside were infected with the most rudimentary zombies.

All of the Overreach warriors are 100% spiritual, sworn to strangle these sources of terror in the cradle of evil.

This is the suburbs of Nanjiang City and the city center of the excessive area, if this place falls, it means that the entire city of Nanjing has lost its hands and has become a world of zombies.

The failure of Nanjiang City means that human civilization has suffered a heavy blow again.

"Mina, you go and inform the mayor, let all the citizens lock their homes, block the whole territory, don't go out a single step, and sound the highest level zombie alarm in the whole process!" Sherlock gave the order with a resolute expression.

"Yes." Mina was too busy now, and left in a hurry, which was Norton's order to help Sherlock, because to prevent the president from being killed, all the high-ranking officials organized Norton's idea of being on the scene in person.

The sound of sirens continued to spread out of the town, and all the citizens locked their doors, even if they were dead inside, they could completely survive the rescue of the overrun, and Mina had already coordinated all aspects of work, "Xiao Ling, I hope you are safe." She muttered to herself.

Since Herring is located in a basement, the large army of overrunners cannot go down to help, and once there are more people, their movements will be greatly restricted, and they will suffer more serious consequences.

So the rest of the thousand overrunners stood outside the town's defense, waiting for the zombie horde to attack.

There are also three hundred elite overrunners, who were divided into dozens of squads by Sherlock, all of them are fully armed, planning to capture the underground research rooms of the rest of the madhouses, and their combat effectiveness reports, even if they can't resist the threat of zombies, they can retreat with their whole body, and hundreds of machine guns and various advanced weapons outside will beat the zombies into a sieve.

Sherlock cautiously observed the data brought by the remote sensing satellite, and his brows furrowed, because the other elite teams he sent out had all been evacuated from the underground research institute, and those zombies had also been released.

And only the team sent to pick up Hering did not come back, although the radio was sent back, he was still uneasy in his heart, and always had a bad premonition, because so far, only the hospital where Hering was located had no zombies coming out, and there was no sound.

"Calling General Sherlock, Dr. Vorster has been discovered, he's transformed himself into a giant zombie and is fully equipped with automatic armor-piercing rounds, our ...... The chance of winning is zero, and the headquarters is requested to directly launch the FD-21 missile, crushing the place to pieces. The man in sunglasses did not have a trace of emotion when he spoke, on the contrary, he was very calm, years of grinding on the battlefield, so that he was used to seeing life and death, he used to watch his comrades leave in person, and now the protagonist is just replaced by him, he has no fear, on the contrary, looking at this mutated old monster in the basement, arousing his strong desire to fight.

"Don't fart for me here! You all have to give Lao Tzu back alive, you wait, Lao Tzu will go into battle in person! How's that imp named Herling? Sherlock roared at the communicator, picked up his gun, and walked towards the hospital without looking back.

Herring was told by Norton himself, and there was no room for error. Sherlock didn't have time to wonder what kind of rare talent that imp was.

"You five, follow me!" Sherlock has selected five of the most effective warriors in peacetime, they are all officer-level figures, and their life levels are all above the powerful forty-five, plus Sherlock himself, sixty life levels, which is enough to crush any zombie.

"Yes!" The five officers responded in unison, and the sound shook like thunder.

Does it matter what Vorster or Worthlit are you? They all have to die! Sherlock snorted coldly and said, "Cheer me up, cover with firepower, and let these zombies die!" We're going in. ”

None of the soldiers present obstructed him, the general's orders were only allowed to be carried out, and no questions were allowed, and even those who were worried about his safety just looked nervous and picked up their guns to do the best cover for the general.

The generals were all on board, and suddenly the morale of the soldiers was unprecedentedly high.

"The general entrusted us with this place, and we will definitely complete the task successfully!"

"Whoever overruns the limit wins!"

"Defend the people!"

The soldiers shouted with their real arms, took a stance, turned on their firepower, and smashed the rushing zombies into mud.

"General, don't come down, don't come down!" The man in sunglasses shouted into the communicator, Dr. Vorst has woken up, now they can still drag until the missile explodes, if Sherlock and they come, at most a few more deaths!

Sherlock had already cut off the communicator and was not receiving the message.