The structure of the Biochemical Department looks grand enough, but its builder's fetish is different from that of the average person, who prefers to bury the really important parts in places where people can't see them.

At a depth of hundreds of meters underground, there is a modern complex, and in one of the rooms sits an old man with gray hair.

There is a screen in front of him, which shows the picture above the thirty-third floor, and in the camera, people are being pounced on and drowned by zombie rats every moment. Countless dying moans were heard through the video, but the old man ignored them.

It's just that when he picked up the phone, he frowned, impatiently reached out to turn off the sound of the video, and then pressed a string of numbers.

"Hey, Dogret? Wait a little longer, and you'll go to District 21...... Those zombie rats shouldn't be too hard for you, right? The old man said.

There was a playful laugh on the other end of the phone: "Of course, after all, in terms of numbers, no one can beat me!"

Thirty-third floor inner building,

"The isolation door is about to be lowered, enter the countdown, five, four, three, two......" The broadcast echoed through the building.

"Ahh Don't wow, wait! The bloated guy cried and screamed for his mother, and squeezed forward with all his strength.

Surprisingly, the crowd that had been blocking him like a high wall of concrete was squeezed out of him at once.

"Ahh I'm going to get out! Hahahaha......" He laughed wildly and rushed all the way, but finally slammed his head against the extremely strong isolation door, which had long been closed, and the rest of the people were waiting for death in despair.

A zombie rat burrowed into the thirty-third floor, and it crawled in front of everyone's eyes, and with just one, the desperate crowd was squeezed into gnocchi. As members of the Biochemical Division, they know more about the horrors of this thing than the souls of the dead who have died at the behest of zombie rats.

The swarm of rats eaten all the way from the rooftop is like a flood that bursts the embankment, pouring into the 33rd floor, and the squeaks of the zombie rats when they see the food even drown out the screams of the crowd, and this is the result of the isolation door on each floor being lowered, otherwise the number of zombie rats will be more.

A moment later, the part above the thirty-third floor of the Biochemistry Department was left with only the living creature of the zombie rat.

The door suddenly opened, and teams of heavily armed soldiers drove in, and their dense pace alone trampled all the zombie rats that tried to slip out of the door.

Rumble! When the heavy isolation door was lowered again, there was already a considerable number of soldiers on the thirty-third floor, as if a battalion of mighty troops had suddenly been stationed, and it was strange that there seemed to be no leader among so many soldiers, and the clothes on their bodies were all exactly the same, and then looked closely, even strange and even terrifying things came out, these soldiers even had that insensitive face carved out of a mold.

With so many people huddled together with a large number of zombie rats, the spacious building became cramped, and a human-rat war was about to break out. Under the dense rain of bullets, the zombie rats were killed and wounded, and under the sharp minions, the soldiers also fell one after another. However, by the end of this tragic battle, the number of zombie rats had dropped significantly, and the number of soldiers was and still was, and the corpses of soldiers piled up on the ground seemed so unreal.

In this way, this "unattritional" army broke through the defense line of the zombie rats and entered the 21st District. A soldier dressed in the same gear as everyone else stepped out of the crowd, but he had a rich expression on his face that no other soldier had.

Di Di Di ...... The soldier's phone rang, and he pulled it out and put it to his ear. I only listened to the other end of the phone and said, "Dogret, what is the situation in District 21?"

"It's not good." Dogret said sternly, "The host exploded, and Doug's body was probably reduced to ashes. ”

The other end of the phone was silent for a while before he said, "Forget it, anyway, Doug's cell sample has been preserved, so there's no need to care about that dead man." And have someone stop the little bugs that escaped......"

On the helicopter, Chu Dajiang sat in the driver's seat and looked proud: "It turns out that it's so simple to fly a helicopter!" Suddenly, another helicopter appeared in the open field of view.

"How does this plane look familiar?" Chu Dajiang turned his head abruptly and asked Lu Renjia angrily, "Isn't that the volunteer pilot who sent us over?"

Lu Renjia raised his head and looked at it with Chu Dajiang's support, and his pupils suddenly narrowed. "Are you alright? Why are you shaking? Chu Dajiang asked Lu Renjia puzzled.

"Run, that guy is a traitor!" Lu Renjia turned his pale face, and his nervous tone became sharp, like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail.

A guide. Bullets suddenly erupted from the helicopter, and the volunteer pilots looked at the target that exploded into a ball of fire, and their eyes were full of joy hidden behind their sunglasses.

"Huh?" The pilot snorted, and a small blooming white flower floated away from the fireball above. Chu Dajiang held Lu Renjia in his left hand and Jason in his right hand, looking at the ground in horror, three people, this parachute doesn't know if it can hold it!

The pilot moved his thumb to the button of the cannon, and was about to press it to beat Chu Dajiang's parachute into a sieve, but he slapped it on the armrest of the seat in a rage, and saw Chu Dajiang's parachute fall into the high and low buildings at an incredible speed and disappear without a trace.

Sure enough, I'm still overweight! Chu Dajiang hugged the two people, feeling that the parachute above their heads had no effect at all, and the three of them fell down quickly like lead balls.

Behind the two lovers in the park is a statue of an ancient famous man riding a horse and whipping. The two talked sweetly for a while, and then looked at each other stupidly, and the distance between the two faces became smaller and smaller.

Just as their lips were about to be pressed together, there was a sudden loud bang behind them, which frightened them like magnets at the same pole and instantly separated. The man turned to look behind him angrily, the general on the war horse was gone, only the two thighs were sandwiched between the sides of the horse's belly, and a guy with a white cloth was rubbing his ass and crawling off the horse's back, the guy was unkempt, and the white hair on his head was crowded with ashes. Like fried vermicelli.

"Hehe, since you have seen me......" Chu Dajiang made a fierce look, and the two couples took turns to hide behind each other's backs in fright.

Smack! In order to prevent the two young couples from causing trouble, Chu Dajiang stunned the two of them with two slaps, hid them under the bench in the park, picked up Jason to help Lu Renjia, and ran towards the nearest apartment building.

Entering the apartment building, Chu Dajiang looked at the doors in the corridor in a daze, but unfortunately he didn't have Lu Renjia's ability to unlock the lock, and the movement caused by the knife qi was too big.

At this time, Jason, who was leaning against the wall, woke up himself. He seemed to have a premonition that his time to wake up was running out, so he took out a small wallet from his arms and said in the tone of the White Emperor City: "This chip is inserted by an undercover agent, and it can automatically copy every document in the main engine of the Ministry of Biochemistry, now I will give it to you, you must bring it safely to the headquarters of the IMF." After saying that, he hung his head to the side.

"Don't tease me, it's just a little piece of meat on your shoulder, how can you die! Wake up! Chu Dajiang angrily grabbed Jason's cheek and rubbed it, Jason opened his eyes in a daze, "A little sleepy." He closed his eyelids again after whispering.

"I'm afraid he's about to be transformed, look at his eyes." Lu Renjia sighed and said. Chu Dajiang hurriedly lifted Jason's eyelids, the color of the whites of his eyes was infinitely close to dead ashes, and his pupils were several times larger than normal, Chu Dajiang seemed to see through these eyes that Jason's soul was rapidly dissipating.

Chu Dajiang silently went to take the wallet in Jason's hand, and it took a little force to pull the wallet out of his stiff hand. "Are we still in Lakun City?" Chu Dajiang asked.

"Of course, the Department of Biochemistry could find us at any time." Lu Renjia said with a tired face, although the wounds on his hands and feet had been simply bandaged with strips of cloth, the torture of being crucified before still caused him to lose too much blood.

What the two didn't know was that it was not the Ministry of Biochemistry that first discovered them, or even a patrol policeman with a corpse dog, but an ordinary office worker.

In the corridor where the two were hiding, there was a room where the male owner saw the situation in the corridor clearly through the cat's eye on the security door

"All of them have blood on their bodies, it wouldn't be good if they died outside my door, the police are too troublesome, so it's better to let the corpse collectors take these suspicious guys away." The man took out the phone and quietly dialed it.

Chu Dajiang was looking worriedly at Jason, whose situation was getting worse and worse, when an uninvited guest in uniform appeared, still carrying a black ominous body bag in his hand.

"This gentleman, please hand these two people over to me, they need to be treated...... the visitor said, pointing to Lu Renjia and Jason who were leaning against the wall.

"Who are you?" Chu Dajiang looked up and down, and his gaze lingered slightly on the sign on his chest, which was the sign of the Ministry of Biochemistry.

"I'm the corpse collector, number 0017." Chu Dajiang listened to this uninvited guest say a meaningless nonsense, and patiently continued to ask, "How did you find me?"

"Please give those two to me, they are in desperate need of treatment." The corpse collector said with a tough attitude.

Chu Dajiang's fingers in his pocket suddenly flicked, and the knife qi broke out of his clothes, and at the same time, there was a flash of fire in the body bag of the corpse collector opposite. Chu Dajiang's knife qi cleanly cut off the neck of the corpse collector, and the large-caliber bullet that flew out of the body bag almost broke Chu Dajiang's calf.

"Whew!" The man who was hiding behind the security door to watch the battle had never seen blood, and at this time he let out a frightened sound and hurriedly covered his mouth. But it was still late, and Chu Dajiang had already heard it.