"Report to the leader, the controller is here!" The little brother who was looking at the roof of the car raised his glasses and saw a group of people coming from behind, and then reported.

"Are you coming, let's get started!Let the cameraman cut the camera over and give a close-up!" The boss smoked calmly, looking calm, but he couldn't stop saying to himself, "I must be very handsome, right?"

Ignoring the tuna boss who pretends to be B narcissistic, behind the zombie-strewn street, comes a group of people who are not afraid of these monsters. Far from being afraid of the zombies, these bloodthirsty monsters, when they came across them, panicked and retreated, making way for them.

If you look closely, it's a group of weirdos with square helmets on their heads, a number of adjustment buttons that can be twisted on the sides, and two antennas extending from the top. It looks as if the radio has become a fine, and it is indescribably funny. But the little brothers of the tuna seem to have seen this group of people a long time ago, and not only can't laugh, but are very in awe.

"Report to the sir, the controller team is here, ready to stand!" said the radio youkai in the lead.

"Kill them all!" the boss waved his hand and made a gesture of pointing at the country and scolding Fang Xuan.

At the orders of the tuna leader, these controllers raised their hands to adjust the buttons on the side of the helmet, constantly twisting and fine-tuning.

"The first group FM 104.24-104.95, the second group ......" After the captain of the controller reported a series of numbers, he crowded the streets, and the chaotic alienated zombies twitched in pain, holding their heads and screaming desperately. Eventually, under the traction of some invisible force, they divided into loose groups of a dozen and began to accelerate towards Cesar's lair.

Even Cesar, who is the mother of the virus, can't control the zombies who created his own zào, and the Ring of Zero can't. It took years of research though. Zero Ring has successfully found a perfect way to control it, which involves not only black technology, spiritual power, but also their unique biotechnology. Even if someone snatched the helmet like a radio, it would be impossible to control these zombies. Because different zombies correspond to different spirit bands, and the spirit bands are related to infection agents.

On the other side, Cesar found that the ammunition and artillery that were coming in from outside had finally begun to decrease. It seems to have turned from an intensive offensive to a suppression of firepower. But most of his building has collapsed, and there are no more people to live in.

"Is there no ammunition out there? Let's get out! This is the signal for a counterattack. Camilla shook her cat ears, then picked up a rifle, expertly unfastened the safe, and invited to fight.

"While going cool, the other party is obviously prepared, but because the miasma has slowed down the offensive, our men have a bunch of waste wood, counting on them to go out and die?" The demoralized little minions, these guys are not very combative, they were obviously frightened by the surprise attack just now, and now the steam mecha that was pinning their hopes on them could not be activated, and they gradually began to despair.

"What then, Hey, Woolly Bear, what about you! Have you provoked a local gang lately, and they have come to take revenge today?" asked Camilla fearlessly. He knew that there were great white sharks in Cesar. It's not easy to run away if you can't beat it, so I don't worry about it at all, but I am afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

"No, I don't. Recently, we have been staying at the headquarters for training, and occasionally go to the crayfish territory in the Eastern District to taste the special food of Dongzhou, and we have not provoked the enemy at all. The bearman shook his head and began to arm himself, sticking two pistols into the holsters in his legs. He carried four more disposable bazookas, then picked up a heavy machine gun while directing the other minions to arm themselves and prepare to fight back.

"This guy is good!" said Milk, who was sorting through the torn laundry.

"What's your name? Give you a promotion and a raise!" Cesar also saw that the bear man was extraordinary, and was ready to promote it to boost morale.

"My name is Stalin, from the snow of the North!" replied the furry bear, holding his chest forward.

"Cesara, it seems that someone has tampered with these equipment. At this time, Rita, who quickly finished reading the manual, began to scan the steam armor in all directions, and then spoke.

"What? "Be specific!" asked Cesar, whose face changed, hurriedly.

"The steam armor was locked up and couldn't be opened. Rita reached out and tapped on the heavy iron shell, and under this layer of armor was the core of the mecha.

"Can you untie it?" asked Cesar. At this moment, there was the sound of dense footsteps outside the warehouse, as well as low gasps and the roar of beasts, and the second wave of the opponent's attack arrived!

"Get ready! Prepare to fight back!" Byron raised a machine gun and aimed at the door of the warehouse, where there was a green fog and nothing could be seen. The minions on the side raised their weapons and aimed them at the warehouse door.

"I can unravel it, but it will take time, at least an hour, and it's too late. Rita wasn't struck by the tension, she just shook her head.

"I've been cheated this time! Who hates me so much? I just came to Black Carpet City, and I don't have any enemies!" Cesar's face was tangled and confused.

"Whoa......" Just as Cesar's master and servant were talking, a tide of zombies rushed in from outside the door and rushed towards everyone.

"Fire!" Byron pulled the trigger first, spewing out a string of tongues of fire with a bang, accurately hitting the alien zombie who rushed to the front. The galloping zombie suddenly received an attack, and its momentum stagnated, and the shredded flesh swept by the machine gun flew up, and several galloping ones were broken legs and turned into rolling gourds. The castration in the back continued unabated, and finally collided together and hugged a large area.

Seeing that Byron instantly overturned a large number of people, the little minions were greatly encouraged and poured fire wildly. Camilla and Gosner were overjoyed to see it, and they also picked up the bazooka and kept shooting, and the bombed warehouse was covered with gunsmoke and broken corpses flying, and many internal organ fragments soared towards Cesara, and finally blocked by the invisible position.

"Don't use a bazooka, the space is too small!" "The Tyrannosaurus went down with a single shot, knocking over a group of zombies, and the splattered shrapnel also killed several teammates.

"Baa

Seeing Xiao Tianluo's might, Camilla's eyes lit up and she pounced.

"Little snail, you don't have enough accuracy, why don't we form a team! I'll take aim, you come and shoot, how about I invite you to a barbecue tomorrow?" Camilla couldn't help but say, and went straight to Gosnner's back. One hand grabbed the chin of the Tyrannosaurus rex, and the other hand grabbed the dull hair on the top of her head, and kept double-clicking and pulling. And the Tyrannosaurus rolled its eyes and began to fire mouth cannons frantically, creating a dense and terrifying barrage, temporarily suppressing the zombies.

"Damn. What the hell is this?Rotting corpses?!" Seeing the appearance of the zombie army, all of them are extremely distorted semi-rotten monsters, and Cesar, who has not played with carrion corpses for a long time, can't help but be shocked. After calming down, he found out that these nimble guys turned out to be undead.

"Huh, no, how can there still be the breath of life? What a familiar feeling!"

Just when Cesar was stunned, the zombies who were suppressed by guns had a new change. Just now, Byron suddenly strafed and released a large area of zombies, but these guys are not completely dead. Except for a few broken legs, they can't dodge. Can only crawl on two hands. The others, who had been hit in the limbs of the body, soon recovered and began to fly in all directions, many of which catapulted onto the roofs of the houses and plunged into the dense crowd from top to bottom, causing a commotion.

"They can't die!They're undead monsters!Ahhhh Then he was quickly thrown to the ground and bitten to death.

"Ahhh They're coming in! They're coming in!"

"Shut up, don't make a noise!" Byron clenched his gun, his arm muscles swollen and agitated, and he thrashed his backhand hard and smashed it on the head of a zombie who pounced on the crowd, knocking that head into slag. The headless corpse also flew high.

"Milk, the guy who got rid of the roof, the others got together and shot in all directions. Tolkien, you three are doing it!" Byron shouted.

"The old man is the master. Not good at melee combat. Tolkien picked up a few grenades and threw them outwards while studying the zombies' behavioral characteristics. Rousseau and Hugo, on the other hand, took up arms and began to shoot the zombies, without exerting their full strength. They are the undead of Cesar, who only obey the command of the boss, and it is not Byron's turn to call the shots. The milk was very hard, and I saw him use the 'fresh milk mudra', and several huge fresh milk hands waved overhead, pumping the zombies on the roof one after another.

"Isn't this my cutie? Why did it smell all the same? Who went out to alter my research? What the hell is this?"

White scales emerged from his arms, and Cesar grabbed a zombie by the throat and held it high. At this time, Rita also activated the force field, and the invisible force firmly locked the zombie, unable to move a bit.

"Byron, don't attack anything, headshots! all headshots!" said Cesar's mouth, and the white scales on the back of his hand appeared with terrifying black lines, like living creatures, extending down his fingertips to the zombie's neck, and then burrowing into it. In a few moments, the zombies roared and gradually withered, and the black vein-like things quickly retreated into Cesar's body.

"Phew, unnutritious garbage, it's really waste to the limit!" Cesar opened his mouth and spewed out a cloud of black slime, looking at the zombies with a look of disgust.

After the test just now, he concluded that the source of these inferior zombies must be the Ring of Zero. After he sold the demonic virus to the Ring of Zero, he had already foreseen today's scene, but the ending was still very different.

At that time, Cesar's abacus was very loud, and he was about to turn himself in, knowing that he would not have the opportunity to study any weapons of mass destruction, and the Church of Damnation would not allow him to study that kind of thing. So he sold things to Zero Ring, and in addition to making a sum of money, he also waited for the day when he borrowed chickens and laid eggs.

Wouldn't it be beautiful if they didn't have the conditions to study the virus, so they might as well sell it to a professional Zero Ring, and wait for them to come back and steal it and copy it directly? Five years have passed, and when Cesar returned to the Middle Regions again, he finally saw the fruit of the seed of the year, but the fruit was mutated and the taste was not very good.

As a giant in the biological world, what kind of conspiracy has not been seen? Cesar had a good idea, but the other party also had a way to deal with it. Zero Ring looks at the virus in Western Sa, but only looks at the characteristics of low cost, significant strengthening, and strong infectivity. When Zero Ring got the virus, it began to adjust and transform.

Now this zombie, only 30% of the virus remaining in the body is the same as its original one, which can almost be counted as two different varieties. In addition, this zombie is not a pure virus product, and there seem to be other types of biological modifications in the body. After being heavily diluted, this zombie seems to be encrypted, and it is difficult to be affected by Western Sahara.

"The anti-theft means are superb!" Throwing away the corpse in his hand, Cesar looked up and saw that the warehouse was already crowded with zombies. His own minions were crushed into a small ball, and they fought back with difficulty. Quite a few died.

"It's moving! It's moving! The headless corpse is back to life!" a minion screamed. Just now Byron started to shoot headshots, and the results are remarkable, but one in ten of the outliers can still move even if they have no head. This type of zombie is obviously beyond the scope of Cesar's understanding.

"Come on. Let my brother give you a check-up. ”

Under Rita's protection, Cesar stepped through a hail of bullets and walked to a moving headless corpse. The dutiful maid took the cannon out of her skirt and slaughtered the poor zombies to make room for Cesar. Cesar raised his hand and severed its limbs, thrust his knife into its bare body. The black virus aggregate spread again, spreading everywhere in the corpse, and began to be examined.

"Huh, what is this?" pulled out his palm, and Cesar's fingertips ran across the zombie's chest. Slice open its sternum and begin digging up its internal organs, culminating in an egg-sized, dull yellow lump near the ribcage of the spine.

"Why do you feel like you're familiar again?"

Studying the things in his hand, a flash of light suddenly crossed Cesar's mind: "Possess the brain! Nima This is the prototype of the witch's brain! The ring of zero is going against the sky, and the virus is injected into the witch's cells, I say why are the zombies so weird?"

Suddenly, Cesar looked at the zombies who were pressing the onslaught of minions. Finally, I saw some clues. These unintelligent fellows should have perished quickly under Byron's blow. But every time Byron issued a directive. These retarded minds are quick to adjust accordingly. However, the overall behavior is still very demented, and it is all instinctive.

Cesar at first thought that there was a wise model hiding in the mentally retarded, and ordered Rita to blast up several suspects. As a result, this group of zombies has not changed, and under the chaotic behavior, there is an imperceptible wisdom. Now, after sucking two zombies in a row, he finally discovered the truth.

A biological weapon developed by Zero Ring. It is no longer a simple demonized virus derivative, but a composite product that mixes a variety of biological information. The most obvious feature of these monsters is the zombieization brought about by the virus, but their core is the witch cell.

The Evil King's Egg is listed as one of the Nine Calamities, but it was originally meant to be destroyed. However, it was deliberately sealed away by the creatures of Ceylon and not destroyed. The reason for this is that the 'Evil King Egg' uses powerful special effects in terms of spiritual souls. In order to obtain a steady stream of 'evil king eggs', the natives of Ceylon began to deliberately raise the mother body of the evil king's eggs, and finally led this thing to combine with the main vein of the world and could no longer be eliminated.

Today, the core computing tools of the Observation Tower and the Ring of Zero are all the most advanced witch brains, that is, the products of the combination of humans and evil king's eggs. Including the control center of the bloody swamp of Western Sahara, it was also evolved from the embryo of the witch. In addition to acting as a biocomputer, the Evil King's Egg also endowed the witch with many special abilities, such as tentacles, telepathy, and spiritual links......

The zombies that Cesar encountered had witch cells in their bodies, and even if they were extremely deteriorated copycats, they still had the ability to infect the demon virus that was not weaker than the demonic virus, otherwise the evil king's egg would not be juxtaposed with the demon disaster.

Unlike filth, which can be infected by all living creatures, the Evil King Egg is highly infectious, but only works on certain organisms. Therefore, among the large number of zombies, only a small part has grown a possessed brain, which can be controlled by the controller who has transplanted the witch's organs, and at the same time give orders to control other zombies.

Even if he understood this, Cesar had no solution. These zombies look just as ugly, and the hell knows which one is a high-end goods with a brain?

"Young master, I can't bear it anymore! If you don't do it again, let's withdraw!" Seeing that his little brother was only a hundred people dead, Byron's heartache was hard to beat with two fists and four hands. He tortured zombies very easily, but the zombies beat his little brother at a significantly faster speed.

"Rousseau, you're a spiritual person, aren't you! Among these zombies, there are high-end goods that have been manipulated, give them some color!" Cesar retreated to Rita's side as he thought about what to do.

"This kind of thing has a soul, too?" the uncle who had shaved off his beard came to Cesar's side and looked at this group of monsters who were still furious with missing arms and legs.

"Hurry up! Let me see what you're capable of. Cesar urged.

"Okay!" Uncle Rousseau came to Cesar's side, stood upright, stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the void, and a black book magically appeared in his hand. After turning a page, the guy began to chant: "Confessions, Chapter 1, Judgment!"

With the wave of Rousseau's arm, the dozen or so radio monsters standing far away in the middle of the street spurted blood, and several weak ones had fallen unconscious, only the boss of the controller and a few others were still able to hold on.

"What's wrong?" asked the tuna leader.

"The other party has psychic abilities, we have been attacked! The manipulator had just explained, and then a mouthful of blood erupted. (To be continued......)

PS: Thanks: Doomsday Fantasia, Xiao Yiling's monthly pass, and a string of copper dollars for the reward.