Chapter 211: Night Cleaning

Qi Dingshan held a sword in one hand, standing in a pool of blood, silent for a long time.

He was so worried, he was so distraught.

"Don't worry, your sister will be fine." Tanya waited with her arms crossed and said.

"Eighty percent of what this guy says is a lie, and the purpose is not pure."

Qi Dingshan's throat moved, shook his head and sighed: "No...... My instincts tell me that he is telling the truth. ”

"According to what I know about those devils, they do everything."

Tanya's eyes froze, and she kicked the body that was getting cold on the ground.

"Well, relax...... I'll ask you tomorrow an expert in this area, and he might have a solution. ”

Although she is good at using explosives, her mastery of professional knowledge is far from that of the Iron Rooster.

"I'll adjust as soon as possible. Anyway, thank you for what happened just now......" Qi Dingshan smiled with gratitude.

If it weren't for Tanya's help, he would have been overshadowed by Section Chief Qin's tricks before he died.

"What's the matter." Tanya waved her hand nonchalantly.

She took a few steps, stopped, and reminded, "Follow the chief and work hard, and your efforts will definitely be rewarded." ”

Tanya is still very optimistic about Qi Dingshan, she knows that Wang Tu also attaches more importance to him, so she is willing to help some.

Qi Dingshan exhaled a breath of turbid air and said resolutely: "The grace of saving lives will never be forgotten." ”

As the words fell, the young figure and the words he had said came to his mind.

Qi Dingshan couldn't help clenching his fists and swore secretly.

Later, when he rescued his sister, he owed him even more.

You have to give your life in return.

The two left one after the other, and the wind gradually rose, and the sky became darker and darker.

The smell of blood spread far and wide, alarming the predators of the night, who were keen to probe the source and rushed over in a hurry.

There are black-skinned zombies, and there are parasitic beasts with strange whereabouts.

The black figure shuttles and approaches.

The corpses on the ground were still warm, causing them to salivate, and they couldn't help but expose their shapes.

The wolf has more meat and less meat, and the battle is quickly triggered.

The nearby area belongs to the safe area of Starfire Town, and compared to the parasitic beasts that are extremely mobile, the figure of zombies is much rarer.

The disparity in strength was huge, and they were quickly slaughtered and fell to the ground silently.

The body was torn apart by claws and fangs, making the already messy scene even more messy.

A big ugly cat crouched beside the corpse, gnawing greedily and making a warning "whine" from its mouth.

It's probably the strongest being here.

The other parasitic beasts were frightened and ducked, snatching the rest of the scraps.

Quietly, a flickering object stretched out from the back of the big cat, raised high, and stabbed straight down.

"Poof......

Fishy blood flowed out, and it was reduced to a corpse.

A terrifying robot that had undergone two upgrades took over the position, and the red glow in its eyes flashed slightly.

On his side, he walked out of Wutai companions one after another.

Killing Feast –

In the cold of the night, they obeyed the silent command and stretched their claws in unison.

Then, get out of place and rush into the herd.

The hot red seems to be endless.

Corpses, falling in the mud covered in blood, with a pair of gradually dimming pupils, staring straight at the dark gray sky.

The role between hunter and prey is always changing.

Until the moment is revealed, no one knows their final identity.

But the similarity lies in the fact that every life has struggled desperately.

Death...... Mostly because of not being lucky.

It didn't take long for the horror robots to form a team and kill through one street and go straight to another.

On this side of the street, it is finally lit up to bring warm lights.

Crowds of soldiers came out of the building, collected the bodies with oilcloth bags, and shoveled earth to cover the blood.

They cleaned the battlefield and were quite meticulous.

Not only scattered shells, but even warheads embedded in the walls, as much as possible, were dug up and collected.

With no survivors involved, the legionnaires dispersed the movement with more than 300 men.

The flashlight was spotted and lit up, spreading along the streets and buildings along the streets and buildings where people walked.

Silent and rigorous, dressed in thick military coats and with weapons slung around their necks, they followed their respective commanders on their missions.

At present, the corps has a perfect system of superiors and subordinates.

regimental level, appointed directly by the king.

Commanders at the squad, platoon, company, and battalion levels are selected by each regiment itself.

Most of them are soldiers who have been promoted to the stars, with high combat literacy, strong command ability, and open wisdom.

Not only the establishment, but also the equipment and combat effectiveness have been greatly enhanced.

It can be said that every set of fully functional individual equipment will cost the Supreme Commander a lot of money.

The army's fists are hard enough to fight more battles and win battles, and of course the kings can recognize this truth.

Therefore, he never skimps.

And the root cause of everything is the war that almost never stops.

In order to defeat the enemy and protect the homeland, the only way to become strong is to become strong.

Making money and developing are two important goals that commanders need to keep in mind.

Complement each other and go hand in hand.

……

Dead people and zombies, according to the past practice, are to be burned and buried uniformly.

On the one hand, it is necessary to kill the virus thoroughly.

On the other hand, these people like Destiny Company have a special identity, and the littering of corpses is easy to cause trouble.

The best way is to deal with them all, leaving no trace in this world.

Their vehicles, guns, weapons, and gold and silver ornaments were not taken with their deceased owners.

There are special people who sort them and send them to different places.

Precious metals need not be said.

Vehicles, firearms and ammunition, according to the meaning of the king, belong to "black goods", and it is not suitable for use in ordinary times.

Therefore, it is planned to use the arsenal to renovate, at least change the outer packaging.

In the future, if you meet the team of Destiny Company in other places, you will not be able to cause conflicts for no reason if you don't know each other.

What, you lost two waves of people in a city in quick succession?

Hey, it's not a child anymore, why are you so careless!

Don't ask me, I haven't seen it, I don't know, I don't know......

Although it was the mysterious organization of fate that was inadvertently on the bar, after Wang Tu learned about the other party through a few words, he knew their tonnage very well.

This is a behemoth that existed before the end of the world.

Therefore, the self-made kings don't want to tear their faces with them openly.

Since the dead are forever silent, there is no need to put "contradictions" on the table.

At least, that's the case for now.

In particular, after two armed mining trucks worked overtime overnight to rush to the small courtyard where the wreckage of the helicopter was dumped, and completely smashed up a pile of scattered rusty metal, Wang Tu was even more relieved.

Killing people and setting fires, destroying corpses and destroying traces, what I do is becoming more and more perfect.

He couldn't help but mutter, could it be that he had the potential to be a bandit?

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