She had seen the shadow of a mutated creature looming.

She knew that she was their favorite food. There is no more popular gift for mutated creatures than a living person.

I willingly want to be eaten by you. It's better to eat me cleanly, and have nothing left.

With the thrill of fresh flesh, you're going to want to be full, and you're going to want more.

Then, follow the "road signs" I left behind, rush to the base city, and eat up all the people there

I want revenge, and I want everyone to bury me

Under the clear sky, a silver-gray airship floated.

There is no more aircraft than an airship that can be used for fixed-area monitoring for a long time. It's cheap to build, easy to operate, and there's no obvious drawback, except for a slower flight speed.

After the Battle of Hefei, almost every abandoned city close to the base city was over, and there was such an airship to carry out surveillance tasks around the clock. Due to the number of airships and the complex terrain of the area, it is impossible to detect everything that is happening in every corner of the city. But in any case, the change of the main group of mutant creatures located in the core of the city is always the main target of the airship's monitoring.

The standard levitation altitude of the airship "CU19" is two thousand meters. Low-altitude observation is of course better, but it also means greater danger. Many mutated creatures have evolved the ability to glide and bounce over short distances. The actual scale is equivalent to the limit of what an adult-sized flea can reach by leaping high from the top of a building. In this case, actively lowering the altitude is simply sending to death.

The airship crew consisted of five people, and a lieutenant was in charge of the specific affairs.

It was lunchtime, and with the exception of Sergeant Technique, who had to sit in front of the surveillance screen twenty-four hours a day, the other members of the group had gathered in the center of the cabin, slowly eating their share of food.

Sergeant Technique is a man in his thirties. He had been staring at the screen since half an hour ago, as if he had noticed something interesting, and he didn't even glance at the lunch box sent by his companion.

"Hey, what's the matter? So focused. ”

The lieutenant pushed the cold lunch box towards the sergeant, and said unhappily, "I know you don't like canned food." To be honest, I don't like this stuff either. But what's the solution, it's our standard ration. Aside from canned food, rice, and dehydrated vegetables, there's nothing to eat on this damn airship. I know that you are very dissatisfied with the fried beans with luncheon meat last night, and I also know that the fried luncheon meat with beans the day before yesterday tastes average. But you have to understand that these are extraordinary times, and you can only eat what you have. ”

The lieutenant was a kind officer, and he had a good relationship with the sergeant of the technique, not so much to persuade as to pass the time by teasing each other. However, the sergeant's attention was clearly not in this regard. He kept staring at the screen, a look of confusion on his face.

"Don't get in the way"

The sergeant raised his hand, waved it like a fly, and said without looking back, "This is the first time I've seen this." I don't understand, what is she thinking? ”

The lieutenant frowned, looked at the screen, and asked in confusion, "I say, what exactly do you see?" ”

Because of the influence of airflow and topography on the signal, the image of the upper-air monitoring is blurry. In order to save electricity, most of the time, the surveillance screen is represented by simple gray-black squares. Only when an abnormality is detected, it will be switched to full power monitoring mode in an emergency manner, and the image will become clear.

Sergeant Technique has been in charge of monitoring the work. His familiarity with the abandoned city beneath his feet is no less than his appetite's fondness and pickiness for specific food varieties. There are several types of surveillance images on the screen: dark black squares for buildings, and light gray or white for roads. The mutated creatures that move around the city are more colorful, with the basic colors being red, yellow, and blue. When these hues are bright or dull, they indicate that they are in a period of corresponding activity and dullness...... To put it bluntly, these things don't really have any technical content, as long as you look at them more, understand them more, and spend a few more months in the monitoring seat, anyone can understand it.

When Wang Jingjing entered the city, remote cameras had already discovered her presence. On the surveillance screen, she is shown as a small gray-yellow square. Sergeant Technique didn't pay much attention to this slow-moving signal———— hundreds of hunters, mercenaries, and combat trainees entered the abandoned city every day. Their detection signals are all the same color. The main target of the airship is mutated creatures, not these self-seeking creatures. Naturally, an ordinary woman, the technical sergeant will definitely not take it to heart.

However, Wang Jingjing's way of acting is very strange. It's rare for a grayish-yellow signal representing a human being to move forward along a major highway since entering an abandoned city. Whether it is a mercenary team or a trained officer, they will only choose remote lanes. Doing so can effectively conceal your whereabouts and reduce the chance of being detected by mutated creatures.

Rarely, it doesn't mean absolutely nothing.

The Acrobatic Sergeant has seen too many tragic battles and deaths on the surveillance screen. Neither the dying nor the corpse will arouse his pity. Wang Jingjing's strange behavior was also normal in his opinion. Whether in the base city or in the wilderness, there are many people who feel hopeless about life. A small number of people will choose to commit suicide by entering an abandoned city and actively giving themselves to mutated creatures to feed. They feel that the abandoned city is their home. No matter where you die, it is far less direct than dying at home.

The technical sergeant didn't understand, the gray-yellow square representing Wang Jingjing in the regiment, why did Lu stop for a few minutes every time he walked a distance? In terms of time and distance, the approximate intervals are almost the same. With curiosity and doubts, he adjusted the main camera of the surveillance to the corresponding angle and gave sufficient power supply. Soon, a clear top-down picture of locking Wang Jingjing has appeared on the screen.

The sergeant saw Wang Jingjing picking out pheromone grease from a small tin can and smearing it on a telephone pole.

High-altitude surveillance airships are not precision-built satellites after all. Despite seeing the action, the sergeant was unable to distinguish the object from the blurred picture. However, he discovers that the mutated creatures that have gathered in the core of the abandoned city are becoming restless. They are not as settled as they were a few hours ago, but they bite each other and growl incessantly. Many of the monsters that were on the periphery of the core group gradually left their fixed area and spread out towards the rest of the city.

There was no warning of this strange sign of activity. But in terms of the general range of restlessness, it is obviously close to the woman who moves strangely. The sergeant suddenly had a very bad feeling in his heart. He didn't know what was wrong with the road? But his perception told him that this series of changes must have something to do with the woman on the ground who was heading towards the core of the abandoned city.

He saw Wang Jingjing stripping naked, and saw the woman heading towards the mutant creature.

Apparently, she wanted to kill herself.

The sergeant's face turned pale.

He had seen similar suicide scenes many times. The expressions of those men were either desperate or full of horror and pain. There has never been a person like Wang Jingjing, full of smiles, full of ease and relief. It seems that what she is about to usher in is not death, not her body torn apart by countless teeth, but a new life full of sunshine and joy.

Populations of mutated organisms throughout the core are moving. They are like schools of fish in a pond that have been hungry for too long, attracted by the little food thrown by the visitors, and they are rushing towards it. There are so many of them, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even more, that almost all the mutated creatures in the entire abandoned city are moving. They flooded the woman in an instant. Looking down from the air, it seems that a sudden tsunami is rushing towards the woman who has been frantically fighting for food by the troops in front.

The lieutenant also noticed something strange on the screen. His eyebrows were twisted together and he took a few steps back to get a fuller view of the screen. At the same time, his face showed shock, and he exclaimed in disbelief: "This, what the hell is going on?" Why did it suddenly become like this? What the hell happened to those monsters? Going crazy en masse? Or is it in estrus? ”

The sergeant had already had his eyes straight. Wang Jingjing's signal could no longer be searched on the screen, and the woman was no longer the focus of his attention. The sergeant's body trembled all the time, and he knew how to answer the lieutenant's question, but he couldn't make a sound. The great fear ruthlessly crushed the limits of his mental endurance, almost breaking the defense of his sane mind.

The sergeant finally mustered up his courage, waved his hand, and pressed the most striking red button on the console. Suddenly, the warning lights of the main cabins inside the airship began to rotate, flashing a dazzling red light, and at the same time, a sharp and terrifying siren sound.

This sudden change stunned the other crew members who were sitting at the table eating, and they all turned around and focused their puzzled eyes on the technical sergeant. Just as they were about to ask a question, they heard the lieutenant standing in front of the screen exclaim, which turned into a trembling scream.

"Quickly send an early warning to the base city high command. The highest grade, the highest red grade. They're out, all the monsters are out————"

The No. 11 training camp is located in the south of the new Chengdu base city, about 20 kilometers away from the abandoned city, and is the closest to the front line among all the training camps under the 7L Group Army.

The sudden warning signal caused a dull and long alarm to immediately sound over the entire camp. Dozens of servicemen rushed out of their hideouts and quickly took up their respective defensive positions. The heavy machine gun on the tower turned around, pointing its muzzle at the horizon where the silhouette of the city was faintly visible in the distance. Many recruits, who did not wear military ranks and had only two red and yellow badges on their shoulders, stood at the door of the improvised barracks, their faces full of ignorance. They had been called up for less than two weeks, had only received the most rudimentary training, and while they did not understand what the alert was indicating, it was clear to all that it meant danger and death.

"Red Alert is the highest level of red alert"

The supreme commander of the camp was a major. Carrying an assault rifle and a box of bullets, he strode to the top of the wall, and while quickly checking the firearms, he roared sharply around: "Take the flamethrowers out of the warehouse, everyone take their weapons and defend in the designated area." Move fast, we don't have much time, those monsters are already rushing from the city"

Everyone was running, the doors of the underground warehouse were open, and a large number of machine guns and a large amount of ammunition were brought out and quickly set up to the various reserved firing positions.

The elderly auditors also left their offices, armed and standing at the top of the fence with ordinary soldiers. Perhaps because of their long years of working with numbers, auditors are much more sensitive to danger. He could feel the ground shaking slightly, and a thin black line could be seen on the horizon.

In the morning, it was still sunny. About half an hour ago, the sky was already overcast. This is probably the curtain that God deliberately pulled down in order to cooperate with the danger alarm, and the cold breath in the air became heavier and heavier, and the cold raindrops kept falling from the air, and soon turned into sparse rain. As the minutes passed, the rain gradually became heavier and the wind increased, spreading towards a violent storm.

The major wiped the rain from his face, cursed the damn weather in his heart, turned his head, and shouted at the tower more than ten meters away: "Turn on the searchlights, I want to take a good look, what do those filthy monsters look like?" ”

"Click————

The soldier turned on the switchlight of the searchlight, and several intense beams of light immediately shot down from the tower, illuminating the wilderness directly in front of the camp.

Dense, hordes of mutated creatures can already be seen.

They're surging wildly toward here.

The storm and wind made the whole wilderness muddy, but it had no effect on them. Whether it's a burly giant humanoid or a bloody corpse with agile movements, they all run wildly towards the camp with their own good moves. They were so fast that they had already broken through to a position only a few hundred meters from the wall. The few dog-like humans who rushed to the front were obviously not used to the sudden glare of the searchlight, their running steps suddenly slowed down, and their body shape was also wrong, and they were immediately stepped on by the pigs and cattle people who followed closely behind, and they didn't even have time to snort, and instantly became the meat mud that countless mutated creatures trampled madly.

The elderly auditor shook his head, a wry smile of helplessness on his face. He didn't say anything, raised the gun in his hand, aimed at the closest and largest horse-shaped humanoid, and pulled the trigger hard.

At such times, it is superfluous to say anything, and there is no need for any order to shoot.

The wall of Camp 11 is only six meters high, and all fortifications are built to permanent standards. From the point of view of conventional warfare, it can be regarded as a small fortress.

However, the current opponent is not a human, but a mutated creature.

The sound of gunfire is an order.

The whole camp suddenly became noisy, filled with intense and dense shooting, hoarse shouts, and dense and acrid smoke.

The searchlights on the tower attract the attention of a large number of monsters. Several locust-like humanoids dodged the dense bullets and, propelled by their long, strong legs, began to glide towards the skull. They leapfrog the heavy machine guns that were firing diagonally at the bottom of the head, jump directly over the head of the soldier standing next to the searchlight and be in charge of feeding the ammunition, drop, open their chewing mouthparts, and gnaw off the entire skull. The headless soldier suddenly spurted a fountain of blood from his neck and fell from the top of the tower with a shaky fall.

The camp commander shot out of his gun, grabbed a flamethrower, and leaped high from the top of the wall, squirting into the dense horde of mutated creatures. He squeezed the trigger and swept the blazing flames in all directions. A bloody corpse swooped down from behind, wielding its scythe-sharp arms and slicing through the fuel canister behind him. The flames ignited the scattered splash of fuel, causing even greater chaos among the monster hordes, and the Major himself was enveloped in flames. He kept screaming, clutching a pigman's thigh, and would rather die than relax

Torrential rain drowned everything. Except for the people who are dead and still fighting, but they can't avoid death after all, no one knows what happened here.

In the face of a rampaging creature frenzy, Camp Eleven was just a small, insignificant obstacle.

It's like a reef that will eventually be swallowed up by the waves.

The entire Xincheng base was completely in chaos.

The Battle of Hefei and the "Moon Tide" on the northern front have taught people what to do before the biological frenzy arrives.

A few minutes after receiving the alert from the surveillance airship, the entire base city was already in a state of emergency. The guards stationed in the city began to close the roads, all the guards along the military control zone were opened, and the laser firing stations on the outer city walls began to be charged. Hundreds of heavy trucks brought large quantities of steel horses out of the warehouse, which were piled up at the city's street passes, leaving only a space for normal traffic. Once mutated creatures rush into the city, they can form obstacles for a short time.

When Xu Renjie walked into the underground headquarters surrounded by more than a dozen guards, he immediately felt the oppressive and dull atmosphere here, and it was almost difficult to breathe.

Since the outbreak of the virus, people have developed an uncontainable fear of mutated organisms. Biological immunity and infection factors aside, this is actually the result of human instinctive resistance and antipathy to unfamiliar species. Especially sharp teeth, sharp horns, huge bodies, and so on. These are the distinguishing characteristics of the most ferocious predators in the evolution of species on Earth. As a human being, we instinctively feel scared of these things.

The headquarters is a large room. There are various instruments and monitoring screens all over the place. The officers, who were busy discussing the situation and the deployment of the battle, did not notice that Xu Renjie came in. Their faces were horrified, and some of them stammered even when they spoke. Many were pale, leaning against the wall and gasping for breath.