Late at night......

Seven days of running in a row made him very tired, and when a person saw so many tragic pictures in a lonely environment, ordinary people would have collapsed long ago.

No matter how strong his mental strength is, no matter how much he has experienced, Zhang Wen is also a seventeen or eighteen-year-old child after all, and when he repeatedly looks at those fellow people whose bodies are rotting and their souls are struggling and wailing, he still vomits a few times.

I want to take a break from hiding in a private house, so I can organize and think about the next step.

Although it is close to the city and there are more and more mutants, there is always a strange feeling in my mind.

Before the fusion strike, the Hyperion received the news in advance, and it can be said that the fleets in space should have received the news. A covering nuclear strike on a lost territory with a large population would be under tremendous moral and political pressure.

What is his reason? Destroy the living force of the insects in large numbers, destroy the planet and thus destroy the route for the insects to attack the interior, kill the fallen humans and save them from suffering, so that they do not become the nourishment for the insects to reproduce?

The first two points can be explained, but the last point is problematic. The appearance of the mutant clearly indicates that the plan to bomb Tasanis was not entirely successful.

There are still countless alien insect troops in the sky, and there are not many corpses of alien insects on the ground, and the abnormal mutants struggling in pain are even more intriguing.

The city of Tassanis, the staging point for the evacuation of refugees, is home to almost 90 percent of the planet's population. However, along the way, the fungus blanket was covered and undamaged, and it was clear that this was not the main area for the fusion strike.

Why?

"Why is it that Tassanis is not the focus of the attack, but the city of Tokyo, which has basically been evacuated, has become the core of the attack? Why is it that the place where Kerrigan is carrying out his mission has become the focus of the attack......

"There's a very important federal secret there? No, Operation Mole was successfully completed, and it was the evacuation of important facilities. Is it ......?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Wen didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Could it be that the target of the fusion strike is Kerrigan? Oh my God......"

That's right, the more I think about it, the more frightened I become, and the more I think about it, the closer I feel to the truth.

Is everything a scam?

There is no sea of insects that are too numerous to resist......

It's not to cut off the route of the alien attack......

Nor is it to prevent the trapped refugees from becoming fodder for alien insects......

There is only one goal, and that is to kill the leader of the Ghost Agents, the strongest of the human race, Sarah Kerrigan.

But why?

Kerrigan has made great contributions to the Federation, is the card and hope of humanity to resist foreigners, and even the gossip has revealed that she is also the goddaughter of First Councilman Akturs Monsk.

But it was Mengsk who gave the order to strike......

Is it Mengsk? or is it the commander-in-chief of the Fifth Fleet, Admiral Stilwell, who is in charge of the fusion strike?

"Ah...... Why, what's going on?"

Zhang Wen couldn't sleep anymore, he couldn't calm his heart. Packing up his gear and setting off overnight, he couldn't wait to find out.

It was dark without a glimmer of light, and there was a thud and rustling sound everywhere outside.

"Damn," Zhang Wen burst into foul language,

"Oh my god, how many mutants are there?"

Mutant humans are infected and mutated by the Zerg virus

This disgusting thing can no longer be considered any species, they are intellectually low, their skin is rough and thick, but they can leave a part of the memories of their lives, and they use weapons, they live in empty misery, and they hate all humans.

The source of the mutations must be found and destroyed, or they will spread endlessly throughout the galaxy.

How many variants are there? I can't count them.

I saw that within the field of vision, countless mutants wandered aimlessly, without a soul.

If you look closely, it looks ugly, seven or eight tentacles-like things grow out of the flesh, each tentacle is two arms long, and the two tentacles on the shoulders that look like tubes are particularly eye-catching. Some of them were dressed in mechs and had guns in their hands, and they were Marines who defended the Federation and civilians during their lifetimes.

Da Da Da ......

Looking at the direction, Zhang Wen shot without hesitation, and then ran north.

The mutant's seemingly sluggish body immediately became nimble, and quickly surrounded him.

Not only that, but with the movement of the nearby mutants, it radiated like dominoes. In just a few minutes and minutes, the surrounding several kilometers of mutants were all alarmed and moved towards this side.

“Shit！”

Zhang Wen burst into a foul language again, stopped shooting, and rushed forward quickly.

Two tubes suddenly protruded from the backpack behind the mecha, and blue flames erupted, and its speed suddenly increased by nearly double. The mutants that had almost caught up were thrown out of the way again.

This is the thruster that Ottoman added to his land mecha before leaving, and there is not much fuel, so it cannot be used for a long time.

Kill, never kill. 100 million, and if Tassanis' people hadn't been killed, there would have been at least 100 million mutants here.

Not to mention Zhang Wen alone, even if all the four million marines of the entire Fifth Fleet came, I am afraid they would not dare to confront each other head-on.

What's more, the Fifth Fleet has already existed in name only, and more than a million troops have become one of the 100 million troops.

Boom......

Howitzers, grenades, and mutants that don't hesitate to roar ahead.

No matter how many mutants are killed, there is no life energy for the astrolabe to absorb, and these big movements are only to attract more mutants.

First to the north, then to the west, then to the north, then to the east.

Half an hour later, I don't know how many mutants have been attracted, in short, the mutants with a radius of more than ten kilometers are all following behind it, and at a glance it looks boundless and dense.

"Almost......"

Rounding around a group of buildings, I made a circle to the east, and then came to the house where I had rested.

Seeing the subject enter the building, the mutant did not hesitate to surround it, and then rushed in like a tidal wave, and in just moments, the entire three-story building was torn to shreds. But the target was gone, as if it had disappeared into thin air.

Three kilometers away, in a building where there was silence all around, suddenly the door of the building opened, and a heavily armed Marine stepped out of it.

Without hesitation, he quickly ran west.

Even though he was physically and mentally exhausted, he couldn't stay at the moment, and once the mutant dispersed again, then the previous efforts would be in vain.

In such a dangerous city, could a veteran of the battlefield find a place to rest at will? Of course not.

That's right, authentic.

When he entered the building and found a large number of guns hidden inside, he had already discovered that the owner of the building was not simple. After repeated searches, it was discovered that the house was actually a refuge for a bigwig in Tassanis. There are weapons, underground shelters, and escape routes to hide from danger.