The tempered glass factory in the center of the city has 3 floors and is surrounded by buildings, so it stands out from the crowd.

Peters lured a mutant here, the three-gauge car turned off and got out, and the eleven took refuge on the third floor of the glass factory.

Bang bang bang. Several gunshots rang out in the hallways of the floor, and zombies were shot out of their heads and hovered aimlessly in the hallways.

The world-class products developed by this glass factory are the first hurricane resistant glass for skyscrapers with more than 100 floors.

Bulletproof and explosion-proof, the hardness required for tempered glass can be imagined, therefore, in the experimental floor, there are furnaces and incinerators, which are used for baking and refining.

The furnace was on the first floor, a circular groove twenty meters long, which contained a liquid as hot as magma.

The incinerator is on the second and third floors, and it is a window-through refining room, which is specially tested by fire and artificial strong wind, and the degree of sealing is very precise.

Peters and ten warriors rushed to the third floor and did not lurk, they knew very well that in front of the mutants, there was no need to do this, and the copy in their hands had become a target.

Stomp and tread. In the hallway, the footsteps of mutants clanged.

Peters: They quickly turned on the power and opened the incinerator gates, and when they were done, the mutants appeared right in front of them.

The mutants that appeared in front of him were very ugly, and Rao Peters had seen many alien creatures in science fiction films, and when he saw the mutants in front of him, his stomach was tumbling.

Long green hair, six vertical eyes on the forehead, two rows of teeth like nails, the mouth is stretched wide, the emerald green color on the lips is particularly striking and bewitching, and the ears are pointed and factory.

Looking at the lower body, it is no different from the torso of human limbs, except that the sharp nails are ten centimeters long, the eyes are abnormal, and there is no abnormality under the feet, but the flesh bubbles on the body are full of puffs and shrinks, and the chest and back are white, as disgusting as pus, and the whole body is gray, wearing tattered rags, covering the body, and the mouth spits out green smoke from time to time, which makes people creepy.

This is the mutant, the deformed species of human evolution, also called the new human who has failed to evolve, the low-level mutant, the intelligence is usually zombie, and only the high-level mutant can have wisdom.

The mutant chased here and consumed a lot of energy, and at this moment, he did not rush to attack, but planned to absorb the air of the miscellaneous here to replenish his energy, and the six vertical eyes were firmly fixed on Peters' pocket.

Peters and ten warriors scattered in formation and surrounded the mutant Half Moon, and the combat power of the mutant in front of him was as high as 826, which was very tricky.

Da-da-da-da. Ten fighters took the lead in attacking from the periphery, a new submachine gun, with a capacity of 100 rounds, to avoid the shooting angle of their comrades who accidentally injured them, and fired collectively.

The mutant's six vertical eyes rotated at a strange angle, "dripping" in a circle, seeing through the trajectory of the bullet, and then bent his knees, and sprang off the ground a moment before the bullet approached.

The battle-hardened warriors reacted equally quickly, firing their guns too high into the air.

The mutant bounced up to the ceiling and nailed his sharp nails into the wall, and as the bullets kept firing, they bounced back and all the bullets hit the wall.

The ceiling was instantly shot with hundreds of bullet holes, and the mutant's agile skills allowed it to easily dodge unscathed.

"Not good." One of the warriors screamed that it was not good, that he was the closest to the mutant bouncing off the ground.

I saw the mutant fall to the ground, the bullets shuttled, but his fast-turning vertical eyes caught the shooting track, using his swift skills, fire bombs or sideways, all dodged.

All the fire was concentrated, but it still didn't hurt a bit, and the mutant was already close to the warrior's eyes.

"Get out of the way." Gunfire rang out, and one of the soldiers roared.

However, the speed of the mutant was too fast, and it accelerated in the last moment, and the warrior only felt a phantom flash in front of him, his pupils constricted, and his chest seemed to be pierced by some hard object, which was uncomfortable.

The gunfire stopped, and all the fighters stopped firing, only to see that the chest of their companion was pierced by the whole arm of the mutant, and the gray hand held a beating heart tightly, and blood was dripping.

The heart was steaming, it was the body temperature of the previous moment, and the warrior spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", and the whole head was loaded, and the pupils gradually lost their color.

Kiss. Hearts were mercilessly crushed, minced flesh splattered everywhere, the air was eerily still, pins could be heard, and all the warriors had unacceptable expressions of fear on their faces.

Even if they had seen a lot of blood, they had been in a hundred battles, and when they encountered such a completely bloody beast fighting, they were terrified and their hair stood on end.

"Don't get distracted."

Peters yelled, and all the warriors woke up, only the next moment the mutant pulled out his hand, and the warrior fell to the ground.

Hiss! Before the gunshots could be fired, the mutant appeared in front of the nearest warrior and tore him in half with his bare hands, the color of the warrior's pupils telling them what a horrific scene he had seen before he died.

The mutants threw away the corpses of the dead warriors, and swept their eyes wide, searching for gaps.

"Quick, all hands get closer." Peters finished urging, and the submachine gun in his hand swept towards the mutant who tried to attack, stopping its movement in time.

There were still eight warriors left to shoot with their guns raised, blocking the footsteps of the mutants' attack, and they joined Peters, back to back, and nine formed a 360-degree defense.

"The strategy of delaying the army is not a long-term solution after all, it is not a way to go on like this, we have to deal with the mutants in front of us as soon as possible, this mutant is so terrifying, the mutants with a combat power of 1000 must be more tricky, and they can't be delayed any longer." Peters said.

"Your combat power here is the highest, your potential is very huge, and you are an indispensable help for the rise of mankind in the future." Said the warrior beside Peters.

"Although I am not from your Huaxia, but I am not greedy and afraid, don't you Huaxia have an idiom called, live and die together? Let's all get out alive together. ”

Peters had a deep respect for the culture of China, and there was a deep respect for anyone with a true surname, from the bottom of his heart, and at this moment he already knew what this improvised group of companions was going to do. It's just that driven by his blood surname, he prefers to live and die together.

"Don't be stupid, the first plan seems to be untruthful, and only by making sacrifices can we fight for the way out."

At this moment, Peters experienced the complex emotions of his companions, which he had never felt before when he was fighting alone.

Before he had time to stop it, the two warriors around him rushed to the front of the mutant, strafing with a submachine gun with his left hand, and pulling out the big knife behind his back with his right hand.

This is a well-trained team, even fear will be on the way, this is the warriors trained in China, they have condensed the military soul of the ancestors and martyrs, sacrificing themselves and forgetting themselves, scattering every drop of blood on the land of the motherland, endlessly, and in awe from generation to generation!