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Mu Shi stood on top of the tallest building in the advance base of Lancheng and looked into the distance.

It was only dark in the distance, although he had fully understood Xia Hong's will to die, but in his heart he was extremely reluctant to see this result happen, which had nothing to do with his loyalty to Xu Luo.

He is very contradictory, if the human race is defeated, it can only show the strength of the zombies, then when will the human race regain this world?

Will you never have this opportunity?

At least in a few conversations with Xu Luo, he didn't see that opportunity.

He suddenly thought of the time when he had just graduated from the military academy and joined the army, and now he thought that that time was so precious and so peaceful.

It's just a pity that he was bored at that time.

Joining the army always thought that he could have the opportunity to go to the battlefield to really kill the enemy, in the artillery fire and in the smoke of gunpowder, but now he has this opportunity, but he feels that it is not the kind of killing he wants at all.

Just to survive, to survive.

He suddenly understood why Xia Hong was so resolute, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

It turns out that deep in the heart of every real soldier is that kind of iron and blood-

Rather for broken jade, not for the tile!

This is definitely not for the individual, but for the sake of humanity, even if it really fails this time, but at least it will leave humanity with the courage to decide!

Humanity will never give in!

Mu Shi looked in the direction of Liangcheng, and suddenly said resolutely and softly: "If I were you, I would also make such a choice, so you must win." ”

There were two hours left before the start of the war.

In a modest room in the residential area of Xinghai Base City.

Several of the strangers who sat silently felt a hint of heat at the same time, and one of them, a large, dark and strong man, suddenly stood up and walked up and down the room in frustration.

His move made a middle-aged man very unhappy.

"Can you be quiet?"

"I can't." The big man suddenly stopped, turned around and shouted at the middle-aged man, "Do you know who we are dealing with? ”

No one answered him, only a few pairs of piercing eyes with a look of fear hidden in their deepest depths.

"It's Xu Luo-" The big man didn't need their answer, he was just venting, because he felt that he would go crazy if he was silent like this, "That's the legend of this base city, and the current strength should be enough to reach the peak of the sixth order, maybe he is already a seventh-order strengthener......

The big man shuddered, and the action on his tall and strong body seemed indescribably funny.

But no one in the room laughed, and no one thought there was anything funny.

They even think it's normal, because deep down they hide exactly the same fear as the big guys, it's a fact, an indisputable fact.

The big guy is still chattering.

"I must have gone crazy to agree to be involved in such a dangerous ...... No, it's an action to death, and I don't know how much I can get out of it......"

"But nothing good is worth your own life, don't you?"

The middle-aged man took a deep breath and asked coldly, "Then what do you want now?" ”

The big man suddenly sat down on the cold floor, looking like a deflated ball.

"What else can I do, of course I can only continue, of course I understand that I actually want to give up, but if I give up now, I will definitely die, and that person will definitely not let me go......"

His voice grew lower and lower, as if he was whimpering.

The middle-aged man seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and comforted softly: "It's superfluous to worry about it now, we can only wait, wait for the defeat of this battle......"

"Only then will we have a chance!"

The big man looked down at his fingertips, which were still trembling slightly, and muttered to himself.

"yes, I can only wait for ......"

There is still an hour left before the start of the war.

In a small village and town in the distance.

In a very ordinary room, there is only a soft and comfortable big bed, and there is a man and a woman lying on the big bed, the man is very young, and the appearance is very ordinary, but those eyes can make people unforgettable.

It was a pair of eyes that hid hatred and hatred for the whole world.

There was a faint smell of ** in the room, which was slowly dissipating, and the young man looked at the snow-white ceiling and didn't know what to think.

The woman with her back to him turned, revealing the face of the upside-down being.

It's Qiushui, but there is also a look of hatred and hatred for the whole world hidden in the depths of her eyes, including the young man next to her.

She suddenly stretched out her **** arm from the quilt and touched the man's cold left arm.

The man jumped up like an electric shock and slapped his left hand on her pink face.

The sound of "pop" is crisp and pleasant.

Qiushuishui "giggled" and laughed.

The man's eyes were gloomy, full of hatred and murder, and he stared at her.

"Don't touch me here in the future, or ......"

He didn't go on, the look in his eyes was enough to say the consequences of doing so, and he was a man who definitely didn't like to joke.

"Young Master Hu." Qiu Shuishui didn't care at all, and said in a coquettish voice, "You really don't want to intervene in such a good opportunity, it's a once-in-a-lifetime ......."

"Shut up." The man said viciously, "What do you slut know! ”

"I don't understand." Qiu Shuishui glanced at his right arm, and his voice became extremely tempting, "But I always know that there is revenge to be avenged." ”

The young man suddenly trembled and yelled.

"Shut up for me! I don't need you to talk too much about my business, Lao Tzu knows when is the right time, and if you go to do something now, you will be sent to death! ”

Qiu Shuishui stopped talking and turned around again, with a hint of smugness in his eyes.

She knew that it was enough, and any more would definitely provoke the man's murderous intent, and sometimes it was enough to keep touching the man's wounds.

But it must only be touched, and it must not be torn again.

The young man lay back in his place, looking at the ceiling.

The snow-white ceiling was empty, but he seemed to see the face with hard lines and incomparably resolute, but every time he saw this face, it only made him hate and hate it more.

His breathing became rapid, the muscles on his face twitched, and his expression was hideous.

"When will I be able to do that experiment?"

Qiu Shuishui suddenly asked softly, interrupting his hatred.

"There's still a little bit of something missing." He said impatiently, "As long as you have that stuff in your hands, you can do that experiment." ”

The look on his face suddenly became strange, and he muttered softly.

"I really don't know why you chose to take this step, you must know that the certainty of this experiment is only 30%, and it is very likely that you will become a monster in the experiment."

Qiu Shuishui's delicate body suddenly trembled, but there were no words, but his eyes became crazy.

She whispered softly in her heart—

I don't hate any less than you! (To be continued.) )