Chapter 83: Epilogue

The value of a one-star evolutionary zombie is equal to one hundred ordinary zombies.

And one giant zombie is equal to a hundred black skins, which is 10,000 ordinary zombies.

Its strength is unquestionable.

But at this time, his subordinates were wiped out.

Even if it is a two-star evolutionary giant zombie, it belongs to a tiger that has lost all its teeth.

It's useless to be murderous.

Use wheel warfare and grind it to death little by little.

Wang Tu smiled triumphantly.

Judging from experience, after organizing a counteroffensive by itself, it can hardly pose any other threat if it throws abandoned cars and injures a few soldiers in a rage.

The heavily armed soldiers set up mortars in the distance, washed the ground with anti-personnel shells, and blasted it into a daze.

Tanks, tanks and machine guns also opened fire together, sending it a warm fireworks.

It's just that the giant's skin is rough and thick, and its defense is extremely terrifying. After all, it is a symbol of an alien civilization and a product of high-end technology.

However, the initial chariots under the command of Wang Tu were all ordinary styles, and their power was almost realistic to that of the Red Alert.

There are also many types of shells, the cheapest ones...... It's like fireworks.

To exaggerate -

When a cannon is bombarded, the rabbit can't be killed, and the dead are stoned to death.

According to the meaning of the base, it is very easy to increase the power.

Spend money, upgrade, remodel.

And it's completely uncapped!

Not only that, but by upgrading the tank factory at different levels, even the overall performance of the tank can be greatly improved.

Not to mention close to reality, it is not impossible to even surpass it far away.

After all, the "black technology" of the Red Police is endless, and Wang Tu has only now come into contact with the tip of the iceberg.

But now, it's a little uncomfortable......

The bullet hit the giant, leaving only tiny wounds.

The fragments of the shells were shot away, and they only cut a series of seemingly hideous scratches on the skin, which was not enough to be fatal.

As a "support household" of the base, I bought the cheapest ammunition, and the tank was also the inferior.

Therefore, the king personally arrived at the foot of the mountain in a pickup truck and looked at it up close.

Little by little, the smile disappeared.

How does this guy look like the terrible axe giant in the Resident Evil I've seen before, the executioner Makini?

The giant was aware of his presence and seemed to be able to perceive ...... This little man is the culprit who made his first defeat miserable.

It roared in the sky and strode at him, trying to catch him and tear him to pieces.

It's like a small hill, and it's still a two-star evolutionary type, but it's not as brainy as the black skins.

Since you don't want to go, stay forever.

Although there was some fear in his heart, Wang Tu's eyes were cold and terrifying, and he said coldly: "Hit its head and shoot its eyes!" ”

The soldiers stood in all directions, muzzles raised, and the triggers were pulled at the giant's striking head.

Tanks and combat vehicles also slowly raised their muzzles and launched a continuous bombardment.

The giant was covered with murderous aura, but he couldn't help this group of little ants.

In a tingling pain, it lost its vision, hid its face and wailed, its ribcage almost filled with rage.

"Whoa......"

It strode and was hoarse.

A violent sprint, it leaps high and squashes an armed pickup truck after falling.

It is unrealistic to want to fight an absolute kite battle with a giant, and no one can catch up with its horror by attacking it in the face.

In the melee mode, the mortar was ineffective, and the king ordered the heavy soldiers to cease fire so as not to cause accidental injuries.

"Bang ......"

The giant went on another rampage, and two soldiers flew up with a rain of blood, severely wounded by brute force.

It seems to know the end of the road, and it is still fighting the trapped beast.

"Spread out, don't get in a bunch, shoot freely!"

Wang Tu narrowed his eyes and shouted loudly without thinking, reminding.

are all loyal soldiers, and he can't feel sorry for one of them.

Such a large casualty in a short period of time made him angry.

But ants devour elephants, and they must go forward and succeed at any cost.

Suddenly, the heart tightened violently, and the hairs cleverly erected.

The king's eyelids jumped, and he turned his head to see the giant facing him in the direction he was.

Half of its heavy face was bombarded by bullets and shells, and two lines of dark green blood and tears flowed to themselves, soaking all over its body.

Thankfully, it has a keen sense of hearing and remembers the smell.

So after less than half a second, it found the location of its prey.

Two stout legs charged on the ground, and the huge body shot out like a cannonball, leaving two half-meter-deep pits in place.

When the strong wind hit, Wang Tu's heart moved, he didn't have time to think, and jumped out of the pickup truck almost reflexively.

"Bang-"

There was a dull thud behind him, followed by the impact that propelled him farther away.

"Boom ......"

Don't think about it, the pickup truck was blown up by it.

Rolling all over the ground, the king's scalp was numb.

He found himself underestimating it.

This guy is too perverted, fleshy and fierce, and has a strong recovery ability.

Alien civilization, virus technology, terrifying ......

Relying on the current strength of his army, he can't kill it as soon as possible, and maybe he will be crushed by a punch and a kick.

No wonder the base will give a warning a few days in advance.

I'm afraid that this guy has extraordinary "potential" since he became a zombie from the very beginning.

Even among the two-star zombies, it must be the existence at the top.

The two-star is so fierce, and in the future, there will be three stars and four stars, how can you still fight......

It seems that it is imminent to climb the "black technology" of the red police.

If you want to defeat a powerful enemy, you have to become stronger.

And the support of these is...... Money!

All sorts of thoughts came to Wangtu's mind, but he couldn't think of a better idea for a while.

Anyway, the stupidest way is to drag it and consume it to death.

He groaned, and quickly relented.

Since it likes itself, it ......

"Whew...... Whew......"

The smell of Ming is still there, and he's not dead.

The giant opened its bloody mouth to vent its rage, howling continuously.

The sun has set, and the beginning of tomorrow will be born.

There is no half starlight on this night, and it is endless black.

And the moon, very round, also reveals a touch of light red weirdness.

The giants are even taller and more terrifying under the illumination of the lights of chariots and tanks.

The muscles bulged out like a dragon, and the body was majestic, like the god of war in ancient times.

"Whew...... Whew......"

There was silence in all directions, only its howl, piercing the sky.

Wang Tu gasped, looked at the big man who had been out of the limelight, and clenched his fists.

"Oh, you're a big mother...... Give Lao Tzu all the fire! ”

He couldn't get angry.

If we don't kill it today, I'm afraid the whole mountain will be overturned.

Cutting the grass has to be eradicated, not to mention, this war was still started by it.

It must be judged.

The soldiers approached without fear of death, suppressed with heavy firepower, and the dazzling streamers lit up the night sky.

The dense interweaving of metal barrages, accompanied by the roar of tank shells, filled the ears and eyes together.

It was a shocking scene.

Wang Tu also picked up an M60 machine gun, hugged it tightly in his arms, and shot at the giant.

The giant was beaten to the point where he covered his face with his arms, and two pairs of murderous red glows flashed from his badly wounded eyes.

In the midst of the chaos, it once again found the king's place.

Unexpectedly, it was completely targeted at him.

It turns out that it also understands the truth that the thief captures the king first.

With a roar, the meteor strode out of the encirclement and slammed his fist into a dirt slope.

A large amount of loess was splashed, and the gravel and residue were turned into pieces under brute force.

Well, there's no smell of flesh bursting?

The giant moved his nose and groaned...... Let him escape again!

The king guarded against it, and the position he stood in was quite clever.

As it charged, it had already dropped its gun and rolled down the dirt slope.

While the soldiers resumed their fire and the giants were distracted, they went to another dirt slope again.

It's a little scary and embarrassing to escape, but it doesn't matter.

I try to fly it as much as possible to reduce the casualties of the soldiers.

The king disciple himself is a one-star awakener, and he has a special school uniform, which increases his defense, speed, stamina, and insight by 20%, and is not easy to catch up with him.

So, one ran desperately, jumping up and down.

The other one chased after him without a head or a brain, and if he didn't care about it, he was bound to die.

The other soldiers followed, attacking the giant with their weapons, gnawing off its flesh bit by bit.

Behind, Wang Tu really couldn't run, and sat on the ground panting for breath.

Running for his life, his nerves are always tense, and the slightest carelessness can be life-threatening.

He was so tired.

The giant is not good anymore, its head is swollen like a hornet's nest, densely covered with bullet marks, there is not an inch intact, and there is no know how much blood flows.

There was also a tank shell that failed to explode in the back of its head.

It staggered, its torn eyelids quivering, as if it was too heavy to lift.

"Whew...... Whew......"

It was still screaming towards the king's disciples, who were hiding far away.

It is angry, and even more unwilling.

"Wow, you're big...... It doesn't matter if others like to listen to it or not. ”

The king spat out a mouthful of spittle, which was full of dirt and smelled of blood.

Taking out the walkie-talkie in his pocket, he finally ordered: "All heavy soldiers, adjust the coordinates, to the last enemy." ”

"Sustaining ...... Shelling! ”