2 days later.

The cracks of the cracked ancient cement pavement have been overgrown with many tenacious plants, and these determined and vigorous flowers and plants are lush and lush covering this broken road that stretches for dozens of miles, adding a lot of gentle colors and amorous interest to its monotonous gray-white.

But this quiet path seems to have welcomed an uninvited guest today—the dull roar of engines from afar is the highest-note opening song for these unentertained guests.

"Gah-"

A strange flower stretching its waist in the bright sun was crushed to the ground by a huge tire, and became a brilliantly colored mud in the rolling wheels that followed.

They are less than 1 kilometre from the outskirts of the power generation town of Yakali.

The small army of more than 200 well-trained troops, consisting of more than forty military Humvees and two light tanks, was now splattered with blood of all sorts of colors – some of them were fearless bugs, some of them were self-defeating zombies, some of them belonged to the unfortunate warriors of the convoy - and the disgusting patterns painted all over the body in white and red were almost indistinguishable from the grotesque graffiti created by mad madmen.

The third-to-last Hummer in the convoy.

Three familiar faces were leaning back in the saddle, resting with their eyes closed during a brief moment of hard-won calm—Vassa, the tower giant, Jacob, the one-eyed veteran, and Mr. Bad Luck, a tall and thin young man.

They looked tired—probably because of the fierce fight between the army at Gathering Place Three and the bugs that had been lying in ambush last night—and even the foolish zombies roaming around had come to join in the fun, as if to see if they could get lucky enough to pick up some flesh-balls torn into pieces by artillery and fangs to fill their bellies.

In this high-intensity battle, which lasted more than six hours, they killed more than 5,000 bugs and zombies of all kinds - of course, 43 professional soldiers and more than 10 mercenaries in the army also lost their lives forever in the zombie bite and insect swarm attack.

The corpses that didn't have time to bury themselves were eventually swallowed by the wandering walking corpses, and became a slowly rotting mass of rotting stinky flesh in their stomachs, which had lost their ability to digest.

Mr. Unlucky Guy with his eyes closed couldn't sleep, because as soon as he closed his eyes, he immediately remembered the horrific scene of his new friend Newcastle being struck down by the cave strider and the half-man-tall bug easily cutting him into two with its big jaws - as if the cave strider had bitten him not by a living person, but just a soft, slaughtered sausage!

And these terrible sights lingered, and the blood gushing out, the screams and the look of despair from Newcastle stubbornly clinged to every nerve of his nerves, making him restless and restless!

"The Swarm Attacks ——!"

A quick text message came from the on-board radio, followed by several deafening cannon sounds from the front of the convoy, waking up all the sleeping mercenaries in the car!

"What's going on?" Jacob, a long-time veteran, grabbed the miniature submachine gun at hand and looked around vigilantly.

"Swarm Attack! me up! "The driver of the military Humvee, numbered CA17, is a grumpy female sergeant - although she looks lovely and sweet, the last mercenary who dared to tease her has already been rewarded with two bullets in the ass with a pistol - this daring fellow is now lying in the hospital undergoing a bomb removal operation!

"!" "!"

A few shouts erupted from the modified six-passenger compartment – and the object of anger was not the dutiful driver lady, of course, but the haunting shit bugs that kept coming out of the dirt.

Greeting the damned bugs with the most vicious curses on their lips, they checked their weapons to make sure they were the closest and most reliable companions on the battlefield who could shoot lethal projectiles at any time when loaded—but the mercenaries' miscellaneous weapons were no match for the military automatic rifles in the hands of professional soldiers.

In addition to the sergeant's old automatic rifle, the remaining five mercenaries had Jacob's miniature submachine gun at hand, followed by Vasa's cherished survivor rifle, and the other two mercenaries were all mass-produced pump-action shotguns from the Gathering.

The miniature submachine gun that Jacob picked up from an abandoned base was short and compact enough to carry around, and while it was not accurate and powerful, it was just over half a meter long when the trigger was pressed, and it could shoot any fool who dared to get close into a hornet's nest with 700 rounds of ammunition per minute.

Vassa's Survivor rifle is known for its high accuracy and high damage, and this venerable bolt-action rifle has a slow rate of fire but a long range and is powerful — in fact, it is better known as the Lee-Enfield rifle.

In addition, Newcastle, which has been halved in half, also uses a pump-action shotgun - of course, the half-old shotgun stained with his blood has already reached the hands of the hapless with everyone's tacit approval.

Perhaps the unlucky guy will return the pump-action shotgun to his family when he returns to the gathering place, along with a locket from Newcastle - but only if he does make it back alive, otherwise Vasa or the veteran might return with Newcastle's shotgun and his broken revolver.

When he thought of his younger brother and mother hugging the antique revolver left to him by his father and crying bitterly, the unlucky man felt very uncomfortable.

"Bang Bang Bang ——!" Gradually, sporadic gunfire rang out in front of the stopped convoy and rapidly expanded, interspersed with the deep roar of the vehicle's large-caliber machine guns!

The dense gunfire that made the small plain boil up completely - but they couldn't see anything at the tail - it was really worrying!

"Knock-knock!" The sudden low explosion startled everyone in the car - they had never heard it before!

"What's going on?" The unlucky guy nervously gripped the pump-action shotgun, as if he was a little scared.

"The tank fired." The sergeant, who had put on the car radio headset and was able to receive instructions normally under the harsh noise, did not raise her head and answered his question casually.

"Bump!"

The body of the Hummer CA17 suddenly trembled, and the old revolver pinned to the waist of the unlucky guy was shaken to the ground!

"Watch your guns, fool!" Veteran Jacob spat and was eager to slap the stupid man on the head with the butt of his rifle - but a huge head that took up the entire view of the left window quickly caught everyone's attention!

It's a giant spider that has been lying in wait underground!

"Bump!" The damn cold-blooded hunter slammed the Humvee so hard that it almost overturned the two-ton car!

"Damn, we can't let it keep banging!" The sergeant, whose head was bleeding over the radio, roared to stop the mercenaries from firing back, "Don't shoot in the car, are you all stupid?!" ”

Miss Sergeant is right, if you don't want to be stunned by the gunshot, you'd better take care of the guy in your hands first.

"." The sergeant took a breath and looked in the rearview mirror, and there were already a lot of annoying bugs on the side of the otherwise quiet road - there were quite a few besieged vehicles like them!

These scumbags are so patient.

"I'm going out to get this idiot's attention," Miss Sergeant put on her helmet, unbuckled her assault rifle, and turned her head to the fools and shouted, "And then you rookies open the car door and shoot this hard at me with all your milking strength, got it?!" ”

Miss Sergeant was clearly shouting at the unlucky bastard, and her bloodied face looked hideous.

"Good!" The hapless guy with the shotgun shouted yes.

The sergeant nodded when she saw the unlucky guy, and she simply opened the right door and jumped out of the car, without even the slightest hesitation!

"Crackle!"

The fangs of the giant spider pierced the tempered glass of the car, and stabbed in the cramped compartment, poking a large hole in the shoulder of an unlucky man who was closer to the window, and even though the rest of the men struck it with the butt of their guns, the crazy executioner tore his arm off with brute force in his heart-rending screams!

The violently gushing blood instantly splattered the entire carriage, and the smell of blood seemed to arouse the ferocity of this beast even more!

The giant spider, which was nearly two meters tall, crouched on the Humvee, poked its head into the already panicked carriage with impunity, and a pair of hard serrated sickles half a meter long swung wildly in all directions!

The six huge compound eyes that were as beautiful as black gems reflected the terrified faces of the mercenaries, but there was no mercy in them, as if they were ice that would not melt for thousands of years, only extreme coldness remained!

"Bang Bang Bang ——!"

A few hot bullets pierced the giant spider's tough carapace from behind, burrowing into its tender flesh, and the sharp pain caused the swaggering creature to wriggle like crazy, and had to pull its ugly head out of the carriage!

"Sun-son!" The sergeant, who was standing not far away, shook her middle finger at it and mocked mercilessly: "Come and chase the old lady!" ”

Her beautiful helmet shines in the sun!

If the giant spider could spit out human words clearly, except for the occasional weird grunt that came out of its throat, it would have cursed the woman in front of it in the worst, lowest of the worst words in order to express its extreme anger at the moment—but unfortunately it couldn't—but it would have expressed it with action.

The huge giant spider lay on its stomach on the ground, its heavy body splashing a lot of filthy floating dirt!

The three pairs of emotionless compound eyes stared at Miss Sergeant, and although some gray-white muddy blood oozed from the bullet holes in the back shell and drew a few miserable white twisted lines, it was completely unable to cover the metallic luster reflected by the large black and gold smooth carapace!

The extremely long serrated scythe of menace and oppression was slightly lifted by it, revealing a twisted killing intent and icy madness in the sun.

The giant spider that burst into vain was almost soaring under the catapult of powerful muscles - it couldn't wait to pierce the prey in front of it completely!

"Bang-bang-bang!"

Exposing its back to the mercenaries, it was greeted with several shotguns of powerful energy - two of them were single-headed bullets with a kinetic energy of more than 4,000 joules, and the remaining deer bullets quickly spread out a small rain of projectiles in the air after being discharged!

The one-headed bullet blasted two large holes in its back, and the flying flesh and blood were scattered to the ground, and the steel balls and small-caliber submachine gun ammunition that followed were deeply embedded in the giant spider's already scarred back!

The devastating blow nearly knocked the huge creature unconscious, and its uncoordinated body rolled and whirled on the ground, pulling out a large cloud of flying dust, and finally slammed into a large rough rock with a loud sound.