And these evolutionary birds also lost a lot, when the two races first came into contact, several fourth-level agility zombies brought a bloody storm in this group of evolutionary birds. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

However, in general, the loss of the Evolution Bird is smaller, and if nothing else, the destruction of this group of zombies is only a matter of time.

At this moment, small corpse groups ranging from dozens to hundreds of zombies also began to merge into this huge corpse group.

Wang Dong patted his head, it was broken, and then he remembered, how could such a big smell of blood not attract zombies, so the corpse group has been replenishing the source of troops in a steady stream, and the evolution bird has no reinforcements at all, sooner or later it will have to fold its wings here, and at that time, it is useless for the golden eagle that is suspected of being a fifth-level strength to come back, and when the number reaches a certain level, with the strength of the golden eagle, you have to stare dryly.

Seeing the scattered zombies on the street outside the clothing store began to move in that direction, Wang Dong didn't dare to move, for fear of attracting their attention, although he was not afraid of this little bit of zombies, it was easy to clean them up, but he didn't dare to guarantee that he could solve the scattered zombies silently, what he was afraid of was that as long as he made a little noise, it would not be fun to get the attention of the evolution birds and zombie groups.

If it really comes to that time, then he can only hide for three seconds and take refuge in the inheritance space, Wang Dong doesn't want such an ending, he wants to do something that makes a profit.

But fortunately, now these scattered and endless zombies are attracted by the smell of blood in front of them, and they don't notice him at all.

At this time, the vultures had already finished eating and flew away, and the evolutionary birds began the second round of diving, and this wave took away one-tenth of the corpse flock, about more than a thousand zombies.

When the two sides returned to their own communities in a clear way, the group of evolutionary birds was also significantly smaller, and at this time, all the evolutionary birds had red eyes, obviously crazy.

In just ten minutes after that, the flock of evolutionary birds that could barely control their body shape in the air had become scarce, rapidly reducing from the initial tens of thousands to less than a thousand.

And the zombie group with the support group has only halved from the initial 20,000, and there are at least less than 10,000 zombies left.

At this time, the remaining group of evolutionary birds had also regained their composure, no longer attacking frantically, and stayed in the air for a short time before flying away helplessly.

Wang Dong finally waited for the ending, although this ending was not a lose-lose situation, and there were less than 10,000 zombies left, but this was also very unexpected for him, and now there are no scattered zombies merging into the zombie group, it should be that the zombies that are relatively close to the surrounding area have come over.

Wang Dong smiled: "It's finally time for me to appear, right?" Hahaha! ”

With a wave of his hand, he summoned all the gasoline barrels and the entire flying unit, and a total of ten flying pet beasts grabbed an iron bucket with both claws in turn and flew into the sky, which was still a burden for these pet beasts.

All the flying pet beasts flew hundreds of meters into the air and began to circle, and the buildings below turned into small and large squares.

Wang Dong groaned for a while, still felt that it was better to go a little further, anyway, he didn't see the flying zombies, obviously the flying zombies that were glimpsed at the beginning were still relatively rare now, and the last group of pet beasts gradually flew to a height of about one hundred or dozens of meters above the ground.

Because Wang Dong needs to make these gasoline barrels as able to trap all the zombies as much as possible, so although this distance is more dangerous, it is much better than a few hundred meters in the air, and he doesn't have any guided weapons or anything like that, throwing gasoline barrels from a height of hundreds of meters, with his ass, he knows that it can't be too accurate.

Wang Dong needed to try a few times to throw accurately, so at the beginning, he only sent a third-level Hai Dongqing to start throwing, and after a rough calculation in his heart, he threw it when Hai Dongqing began to rush by.

When the gasoline barrel came out of its claws, Wang Dong saw that the gasoline barrel was falling diagonally downward, and finally smashed at the tail end of the zombie group, and there was an error of more than 100 meters from the distance between the gasoline barrels and the gasoline barrels at the beginning.

The zombies quickly ran to the gasoline drum when they heard the sound, but after sniffing it, they stopped moving, apparently not smelling the smell they liked.

Immediately, Wang Dong began to order the remaining nine pet beasts to start throwing gasoline barrels in turn.

Suddenly, a full nine gasoline barrels began to fall from the sky, "Bang! Bang Dang! The sound began to linger, and a pungent smell of gasoline began to fill the entire corpse group.

Then he ordered the ten pets to return, and each one of them brought a gasoline drum and threw it.

Thirty gasoline barrels went down, and all the gasoline barrels had surrounded the zombies, and the denser zombies gradually dispersed.

At the beginning, the zombies will gather to smell the smell when they hear the sound, the zombies have no wisdom, but the intermediate zombies already have low-level intelligence, although they don't know how to think, but they still know that these sounds are not food, so they don't move anymore.

In the end, there were more than forty gasoline barrels left, and Wang Dong ordered the pet beast to shrink the encirclement of the ten gasoline barrels at a time, and when the last few gasoline barrels were still in the center of the corpse group.

In this way, the fourth-level zombies were surrounded by all the low-level zombies that were gradually attracted over, but these thirty or so fourth-level zombies did not have the consciousness of being surrounded, and they still looked up to the sky and yelled at the pet beast from time to time, or they just ignored it.

Now that all the gasoline drums had been thrown down, Wang Dong finally ordered the fourth-level golden eagle to fly to an altitude of three or four hundred meters with a burning torch and start throwing.

The fourth-level golden eagle flew into the designated air, released its claws, and then quickly began to take off under Wang Dong's command.

The torch fell directly into the corpse group in a graceful arc, probably because its weight was completely different from the gasoline barrel, and the torch did not fall in the middle of the corpse group as planned, but fell a little on the edge.

However, Wang Dong was not worried at all, now the air around the corpses was volatile with a strong smell of gasoline, and these volatilized gasoline could detonate the entire filled space with just a small spark.

When the torch fell to the ground, the fourth-level golden eagle had already flown thousands of meters into the air.