After being reminded by Dashuang, Song Ziyu began to examine the stumps of these zombies in front of him again. These zombies who were pinched off their heads and tails were wearing battle armor, and even if they lost their heads and other vital organs, their mutilated bodies still maintained their vigorous vitality.

But that's not the point...... Song Ziyu just made a brief observation, and immediately knew what Dashuang wanted to see for himself!

These slain zombies all wore black bracelets on their wrists.

"What the hell is going on!" Song Ziyu was completely shocked by the scene in front of him. How so?

Why do all these zombies have a crossing bracelet? At this time, not only Song Ziyu was stunned, but even the rest of the Blood Fang Clan was dumbfounded.

An absurd thought appeared in everyone's hearts. That's ...... In an unknown plane, the zombies have established a highly developed civilization, which is enough to support them in dimensional warfare!

Everyone who came up with this answer in their hearts was dumbfounded. As we all know, zombies are a variant produced by human encounters with viruses.

Without external stimuli, this variant is likely to maintain its instinctive tyranny for countless years.

These brainless monsters need a chance to evolve. It was hard for Song Ziyu to imagine what kind of plane and what kind of time he had to evolve these things.

"What to do with these crossing bracelets?" Niya's eyes were full of light, because these crossing bracelets undoubtedly represented contribution points.

Of course, Song Ziyu knew that these were contribution points, so he explained to the people of the Blood Fang Clan: "Chop off the arms of these zombies, and then pack them and take them away." When everyone heard this, they began to turn into slaughtering masters, slashing at the zombie stumps.

However, to the surprise of everyone in the Blood Fang Clan, the stumps of these zombies were extremely strong, and it took a lot of effort for everyone to chop off their arms.

This brings us to the question of evolution. The physical fitness of these fighters of the Blood Fang Clan is still too poor.

In the end, Song Ziyu, who couldn't leave his son, still took action in person, and the long knife fell with the sword, cutting off the zombies' arms one by one.

Qian Qian Niya Xi Zizi packed seven or eight arms, and it is conceivable that this crossing, even if he failed to complete the task, the benefits were already very high.

…… After solving this small episode, the team that collected the supplies continued to walk back. The rest of the journey was unhindered.

Soon, Song Ziyu and the group returned to the shore. At this time, the dockside was already in chaos. Undoubtedly, the survivors who had entered the town in search of supplies had fallen into the hornet's nest, and hordes of zombies had swarmed in droves, besieging the survivors who had landed on the shore.

Even with thousands of soldiers taking cover, a large number of survivors still died in the race against time.

However, in Song Ziyu's view, the deaths of these survivors also seem to be intentional by the military. There are simply not enough people on the island to feed them, so it's better to let them die.

"I can't care so much!" Song Ziyu beckoned his subordinates and said, "Board the boat, let's go back." "The army guarding the shore is fighting hard, and the survivors who returned empty-handed are not eligible to get on board!

The only option left for the survivors to board the ship was to find supplies from an environment infested with zombies.

Returning with supplies is equivalent to taking the ticket to board the ship. If you don't have supplies, then sorry, leave to fend for yourself!

What? Don't have supplies and want to force your way onboard? Dreaming, right? Do you really have a gun in the hands of the army as a burning stick?

The strong men who dared to take the risk and forcibly board the ship were all executed on the shore without exception. Looking at the scene in front of him, Song Ziyu's face was like frost.

These armies have turned their backs on their people. …… Song Ziyu followed the rules and asked Zhuang Ding to hand over all the materials he found.

The officers had already prepared several cargo ships with a deep draft, just waiting to deliver supplies. These materials not only allowed Song Ziyu to successfully complete the task, but also gave dozens of strong men who followed him a chance to live.

After delivering the supplies, Song Ziyu took one last look at the chaotic dock, and then led his men to board the boat they were on.

"Okay now, our mission is complete, and we'll wait for Commander Tian to find out Dr. Qiong for us when we go back." Nia said with a smile.

"What if he doesn't fulfill the contract?" Li Xian asked.

"Non-fulfillment?" Niya glanced at Song Ziyu and said arrogantly: "I believe that it is impossible for our group leader to let this kind of thing happen." Song Ziyu looked at the sparkling sea, and a strange thought appeared in his heart.

"I always think something is weird." Song Ziyu carefully reviewed the task. Whether it went well or not is another matter, but this mission in general reveals that it is not normal.

Just thinking about this question, Zhou Ning, who has always been relatively simple-minded, suddenly said inexplicably: "Have you noticed it, there don't seem to be any boats around us!" These words made Song Ziyu feel abnormal.

Look around, and sure enough! At this moment, He Chong ran out of the cabin in a panic: "It's a big deal!" Song Ziyu said: "What are you panicking about? Something to say slowly. He Chong said: "The driver ran away!" ”

"Huh?" Song Ziyu was also stunned when he heard this. I turned around and went into the cabin wheelhouse, and sure enough, it was empty.

"What about people?" Song Ziyu picked her head, feeling inexplicable.

"Look over there!" He Chong pointed not far away and said. When Song Ziyu heard the reputation, he happened to see the driver who was swimming hard in the sea.

"Is this guy crazy?" Song Ziyu's second monk couldn't figure it out. Looking at the guy who swam very hard to swim forward, Song Ziyu suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind.

"Find out if there will be a bomb on board!" Song Ziyu shouted loudly to everyone! Everyone was taken aback and began to rummage through boxes and cabinets on the ship to find it!

After a nervous search......

"Found it!" A warrior shouted under the finger control room! Song Ziyu took a closer look and found a bomb flashing with a countdown.

"Damn it!" Song Ziyu's eyes were about to pop out, because the countdown on the bomb had reached the last three seconds.

What can you do in three seconds? Song Ziyu grabbed the bomb in his hand as fast as he could, and before he could throw it, the bomb exploded in his hand.

Although Song Ziyu's body is already very strong, at such a close distance, the bomb exploded in his hand, and the situation is still not optimistic!

And this is not only a disaster for Song Ziyu alone, but everyone else on the ship will be killed in this explosion.