Zhang Pu, with a few dozen officers, quickly formed a defensive circle near a small factory.

This is the temporary explosives warehouse of the battle, which contains a large amount of high-explosive ammunition, enough to withstand itself for a while. There were no soldiers around him, all of them were officers above the warrant officer, and each of them was a superpowerhouse above the first order, because the strength of the officer corps was higher than that of ordinary soldiers, and he was quickly killed by Zhang Pu and recaptured the warehouse occupied by mutated creatures.

Rushed to the roof of the factory and re-set up the heavy machine gun, and after a while, the dull and fiery gunfire sounded again on the roof of the warehouse.

Zhang Pu, who had taken off his green military uniform, was wearing only one body armor, revealing a strong body curve that did not match his actual age and was only available to young people. His eyes were cold, and he held a carbon alloy steel broadsword in both hands, the appearance of the broadsword was very similar to the machete used by the broadsword team during the Anti-Japanese War, but the material had changed. The broadsword was raised, leaving patches in the air, and with a scorching flame, it roared and slashed at the mutated creatures that climbed the wall.

Dance, Sweep, Power Slash, Slash......

His fighting spirit is strong, and his determination not to fear death makes him burst out with formidable strength. The big knife has a dark red firelight, the blood drops of the mutated creatures on the big knife are "snorting" and bubbling white, the fire energy has been used by him like fire and pure, each knife accurately judges their position and speed, the facial features on the body touch every corner of the roof, according to the surrounding terrain and shape, quickly calculate in the brain, weave a huge attack route graphic, in order of left, middle and right and different distances, kill the surrounding mutated creatures in turn.

The blood of mutated creatures was constantly splashed on his body, and the viscous texture and temperature, with a smell of blood, stimulated Zhang Pu to produce more and more fanatical killing intent.

His expression was extremely hideous, and the battle axe in his hand flew in the air, both in terms of angle and speed. Each fall was the vital part of the mutated creature, the neck, the skull, or the chest, in a numbing roar, but in his ears it was the most beautiful music, his killing intent was in full swing, and his body was surrounded by corpses and minced flesh.

"Little crumbs, let's kill them all!"

Zhang Pu's eyes widened angrily, the sweat on his body had just seeped out of his pores, and he was immediately dried by the scorching fire energy in his body, leaving only a layer of bright white crystals.

A three-meter-tall minotaur howled and pounced, the war knife in his hand slashed in the air, roared angrily, and with the blade as a guide, it suddenly emitted a dark red fire of several meters, slashing at the mutant creature like a mountain and a sea, splitting a giant minotaur in half.

Zhang Pu has already used fire energy to reach the peak, which is beyond Lu Ziming's reach, this is the gap between levels, and it has nothing to do with strength. There are many ways to use superpowers, Zhang Pu uses them more efficiently, compared to him, Lu Ziming can only be regarded as a primary school student who has not graduated, and he is not even as good as a primary school student.

When the body's functions are strengthened to a certain extent, the same strength often depends on the efficiency of use, Lu Ziming no longer knows what superpowers are, and those unbelievable uses are impossible to talk about, and they are still in the stage of babbling and walking, which is that the military has been ahead of the times.

When the physical fitness is improved, the air around the body will produce some fluctuations, which can also be called aura, and follow the flame slash to form an irresistible deterrent effect around the body.

With this earth-shattering split, the violent aura and monstrous killing intent instantly deterred the mutated creatures around them, and they immediately stopped, opened their big mouths, revealing their extremely sharp fangs, and roared at Zhang Pu, but they didn't dare to take a step forward, just on the edge of the attack circle, making all kinds of intimidating actions.

Even mutated creatures also have fear, but they are suppressed by the virus in the deepest depths, and it is difficult to express it.

Zhang Pu waved his sword, blood was everywhere, and his laughter was extremely hideous and terrifying. He put his sword on the ground, looked around, and gasped for breath, he was a man, not a god, and even a machine ran out.

Although he is now a third-order super energy, his physical strength is still not unlimited, he has been fighting for nearly an hour in a high-intensity state, and there are as many as hundreds of mutated creatures that have died under Zhang Pu's knife, but he is a human after all, he will be tired, his strength will fail, he needs to rest, and his combat power will become weaker and weaker over time.

Recapture the ammunition depot and hold the warehouse, not only for the weapons inside, but more importantly, for the road behind. At a distance of 300 meters from the warehouse, there is a transportation hub running through the north and south, and as long as this place can be defended, more officers and soldiers will have time to retreat and leave the battlefield alive.

The heavy machine guns on the roof of the building were still roaring, and a dense rain of bullets was raining down, and the crossfire won a temporary respite for the retreating officers and soldiers.

The officer corps on the roof suffered heavy casualties, including the retreating guard battalion, and now fewer than two people could stand up, and all of them were wounded and killed. They held the two corners of the warehouse, and due to the lack of manpower, there was no way to clean up the corpses on the platform, and they could only fight on a thick layer of viscous plasma under their feet.

"Commander, get out of here, we can block them, let's go, ......!"

There was no hope of retreating, and the surroundings were full of dense mutated creatures that could rush to the roof of the building with a light step on the corpses on the ground.

"Phew!" a large ball of blood foamed out of Zhang Pu's mouth, mixed with a few of his teeth, the continuous fighting, had exhausted him, his body was severely damaged, and now he was supporting Zhang Pu in one breath. He could already feel the displacement of his internal organs, the strains of his muscles and ligaments, the fracture of several ribs, and the pain that pierced his nerves rushed into his brain as soon as he moved.

"They should all retreat", Zhang Pu had a smile on his face, "Remember, the more minute we fight, the more hope they have to live."

He looked around at his comrades who were fighting with him, with a satisfied smile on his face, and slowly took out a powerful tranquilizer from his personal pocket, and plunged it into his muscles, which was the only way to alleviate the pain, and he continued to fight.

"Divisional commander......!"

The dense mutated creatures surrounded him again, trapping Zhang Pu in the middle, his selfless fighting, as if he was a tenacious reef standing in the turbulent waves, let the waves beat and engulf mercilessly, he still stood there, bringing hope to the living to live.

"Divisional Commander!"

"Detonate!"

When the mutant creature swooped down on the warehouse and flooded it again, a flame hotter than the sun burst out from the depths of the warehouse, enveloping it.