8. I'm a zombie

"Old love, what's the solution, don't sell your old boy, say it quickly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Zhong Yuan said.

"It's simple, turn you into a zombie too. ”

Zhong Yuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Just kidding, let the eldest brother also walk the dead and drink blood." ”

"Ha, ha, ha, of course not, just let your appearance and breath be the same as a zombie, and the inside is still yourself, with thoughts, ideals, and wisdom, hey, but I think you are simple-minded and well-developed, whether you have wisdom or not, it was so easy to find a short-term last time, and commit suicide. ”

"Phew, you have a bad computer, you have no emotions, of course you don't feel lonely alone, and all your relatives are dead. ”

Aifeng was silent, Zhong Yuan suddenly realized that his words were a little too much, although Aifeng is a smart computer, but it is a little bit intelligent, does it also have emotions?

"Oh, old love, I said the wrong thing, I'm sorry, let's talk about how to become a zombie. ”

"Well, this matter is not difficult, the sages left a few material reserve storage points have injections that become the appearance and taste of zombies, as long as they are injected, they can be changed, but the length of the change time is determined by the strength of the body of the recipient, and ordinary people can only change for two or three days before they must change back, otherwise their blood vessels will burst and die, and if you are so strong now, you can probably maintain a zombie by becoming a zombie. Two years is not a problem, with the increase of injection potions, you can also become a corpse general, or even a corpse king, become a zombie, find a group of zombies to mix together, or you can get on the chrysanthemum spaceship. ”

"Oh, I don't know where to transport the zombies and what to do when you get on the ship?"

"Take a step, count it as a step, are you willing to stay on the Sky Star for the rest of your life, die here doing nothing, and don't want to take revenge? With your current combat strength, even if you can't seize the Chrysanthemum Spaceship, you have to open a hole, and it's absolutely no problem to escape and protect yourself. ”

"Okay, revenge must be avenged! As long as I am strong enough, the enemy is a god, I will kill the god! If it is the sky, the sky will be destroyed!" The mention of the deep hatred in the sea of blood always made Zhong Yuan angry and bloody.

Zhong Yuan became a corpse general among the zombies, and after encountering a group of more than 200 zombies, Zhong Yuan easily killed the leader of this group of zombies, and he mixed with this group of zombies and became their new leader, and he could give them some simple orders: rest, move, attack, etc.

One day, two months after mixing with the zombies, a chrysanthemum spaceship finally arrived.

More than 200 zombies were all sucked into the spaceship, and the spaceship was densely packed with tens of thousands of zombies, and the spaceship continued to fly to other parts of the Sky Star to absorb zombies.

As soon as Zhong Yuan arrived on the boat, he noticed that something was wrong. Because when the leaders of different zombie groups meet, there will often be a fight, and it will not end until one side is destroyed or surrendered to the other.

But the leaders of the zombie groups on the spaceship are safe with each other.

According to Aifeng, the zombie leader should have been controlled by the people on the spaceship, so the mastermind of this Sky Star Change should be even more damn Republic. Zhong Yuan thought in his heart.

"The fortress is the easiest to attack from within, and now that I'm attacking from within, can I take control of this ship?"

"Don't even think about it, I tried to hack into the computer control system of this spaceship just now, this system is not as intelligent as me, but it is much more defensive and offensive than me, even if we capture the spaceship, we can't drive away. ”

"Then we'll take some communist soldiers hostage and let them drive for us. ”

"Don't think about it, the Communist Party is a middle-class country, their soldiers will not let us hold hostage, once the soldiers are captured, they will definitely blow themselves up, only the country with higher technology than the Communist Party can capture and hold their soldiers hostage. ”

"Damn, then I don't like the feeling of putting my fate in someone else's hands. ”

"I don't like it, so I can only put up with it for the time being. ”

After months in space, the spacecraft finally arrived at a planet to land.

This is a pear-shaped planet, with snow-capped fields on the ground, large glaciers on the ocean, snowflakes flying in the sky, and gunsmoke and war in many places.

The zombies were dropped on the snowy field by the spaceship, and then led by the leader of the corpse group, they walked into the distance.

"According to my information, this planet should be Wenxing, and there is only one country on this planet, which is Snow Country. "Love the wind.

"So what are we going to do here?"

"Take command of your little brother, it shouldn't take long to know. ”

Zhong Yuan is not a real zombie, so he can't receive instructions from the Communists, but through observation, Zhong Yuan understands that the Communists are letting these large numbers of zombies attack the remnants of the armed forces and people of the Snow Country.

According to Aifeng's estimate, the snow country that has been scattered and disabled does not have the materials and ability to continue to carry out tempering.

In order not to reveal his identity, Zhong Yuan also ordered more than 200 zombies to attack and massacre a small number of Wenxing people.

"My God, I'm still freer in the Sky Star, but after coming here, I will walk the dead all day long, and I will do some slaughter of the weak, which is a million miles away from revenge. Zhong Yuan complained.

"No way, just wait, maybe the opportunity is coming. ”

As he spoke, the opportunity really came. The Chrysanthemum Spaceship descended again, put away Zhong Yuan and the zombies, and went to collect some zombies nearby, transporting them around a fortress that appeared to be a Republic.

Here, the war is in full swing. It seems that it should be the armed forces on the snow star that launched a surprise attack on this fortress.

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There was a loud roar, sparks reflected in the sky, and scattered limbs and blood reflected the white snow. The ordinary zombies of the Triangle Assault Formation Striker were crushed by the dense rain of bullets of the D-1 squad in a single moment, and then as they advanced, they pulled a sticky blood path behind them. And the zombie groups on both sides surrounded them heavily, like giant pincers, trying to squash the entire human team sandwiched in them.

The sound of gunshots, the wind, the roars, the cracking of corpses, the dull sound of blades entering the body, and even the "thump" of flesh and bones being gnawed...... Gathering on this snowy field under the cover of night, it is like a crazy and slightly desperate rock music.

David didn't know when he was squeezed to the periphery of the formation, maybe when the veteran in front of him pounced on the zombie group with a bloody severed arm and grenade, or maybe when his teammate on the right flank was pulling down countless zombies with a dagger on the curly blade...... But these have now become completely unimportant.

All he could do was follow the squad closely while frantically pouring out what little ammunition he had left.

Under his feet, he stepped on the stump of an unknown friend or foe, his hands trembled from the continuous shooting, and the trajectory had long since turned into a scattered straight line. The sound of gunfire was deafening, and the smell of gunpowder was blown away by the wind, but the bullets remained in the corpses, and the gray bodily fluids that burst out were splashed all over the uniforms. And the dense and towering zombie claws and fangs also made the blood of his comrades stain the placket at the same time, and condensed into red and white stains at low temperatures......

The battle in front of him made David feel that the training he had received in the training camp before was like a child's play, simple and childish. He had never waded through a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and at this moment, facing this endless sea of zombies at close range, the young man realized that there was a kind of fear that could come out of people's hearts, grabbing your backbone, and almost tearing it to a creak.

My heart was beating fast, and I didn't even notice that cold sweat was covering my forehead at some point, and even breathing seemed to be a little difficult. The heroic spirit of fighting side by side before was like sand and dust in the wind, drifting away without a trace.

Suddenly, a zombie leader who had circled into the defense circle jumped up violently, and threw the lost young man to the ground.

He woke up startled, but fear was like a demon, draining him of all the strength to resist.

The veteran next to him kicked the zombie leader over, and then inserted a dagger made of alloy into the zombie's fragile Adam's apple to kill it.

But no one has time to take care of Davy who has fallen to the ground - time is life, just like those teammates who were pulled down by the zombie hordes in the past, there is no time to rescue, or even time to mourn.

There was chaos all around, and teammates rushed by.

Nobody cared about him, no one cared about him, everyone was just charging forward, and David's rhetoric seemed to have become their medal, and he himself became a clown.

"The soul of the army is my life, that is, my glory!"

"For the survival of the Snow Country, charge!"

Suddenly, the young man shouted loudly. He rolled to his feet, his waist straight, his eyes burning, and forced himself to face the tide of dead gray in front of him.

The tactical lights on his helmet swayed from side to side in the noisy battlefield, sweeping through the hordes of zombies on all sides of the ground, and David picked up his assault rifle with only one magazine left, forcing himself to charge forward like the veterans.

His breathing was rapid and muddy, and even though his hands and feet were still cold and trembling, he would never retreat!

There were no bullets, there were daggers, daggers with blades curled, fists, broken hands, and teeth......