Chapter 213, Iron Bull
After eating, I rested in place for a while.
didn't rest for too long, Zhou Wenwen knew that the zombie was a pure machine and would not get tired.
has been standing stupidly waiting for her and Su Wenzhou to rest, it is estimated that it is quite boring.
Soon, the car was back on the road.
Or Hu Hai driving.
Have a safe trip.
There weren't any mutated animals, zombie animals, zombies in the way, and they avoided the dangerous-looking car from a distance.
The car drove smoothly for a day and a night.
Until the early morning of the second day of departure.
"Something is wrong."
Su Wenzhou discovered the abnormality for the first time.
Following Su Wenzhou's line of sight, at the front of the car, there was a zombie with a strange shape and a fluttering walk.
Its figure was emaciated, I don't know if it was rotten to the point of being boneless, or if it was so thin itself.
Because Su Wenzhou is not a zombie, he can't sense the existence of brain waves, and can only find abnormalities from his appearance.
Under normal circumstances, when zombies encounter this car, they will only avoid it from a distance.
The kind that even rolls and climbs.
Now, there is no reaction.
"It's a modified zombie that doesn't have any brain waves, and can only be observed with the naked eye."
Jiang Ming's brows furrowed tightly.
Is it Yao Bei?
"Circle to the side and don't bump into him."
Emperor Qin suddenly spoke up and reminded Hu Hai.
Hu Hai's originally indifferent face, after seeing the costume on the zombie clearly, slowly turned the steering wheel.
"Squeak-"
The car came with a 180-degree tail flick and stopped directly sideways in front of the zombie who couldn't walk steadily.
The zombies were blocked in their way, looking at the car in a daze and confusion.
Motionless.
It seems to be thinking about what to do next.
The rotten brain could no longer withstand its thinking, and finally could only stay in place in confusion.
The rotten nose was barely pulled by the muscleless face.
An instinctive scent that allowed it to devour flesh permeated the tip of its nose.
It is the smell of flesh and blood that belongs to human beings.
The throat couldn't help but move.
I wanted to pounce and devour the flesh, but my feet were faster than my rotting brains.
Straight back a step.
Boom!
The car door opened and closed, and the two of them and the four zombie kings walked directly out of the car.
This team is so confident.
Not at all afraid.
The zombie's gaze fell on the figure who got out of the car, and his eyes were still confused.
There was no fear, no killing, just standing in place, not just how to be good.
Only when Zhou Wenwen approached, it had the instinct to devour flesh and blood on its face, and it would silently take a step back.
Don't move forward for half a minute.
On its body, it was hung with tattered clothes that could no longer be seen in color, almost in pieces.
The exposed skin had completely decayed, and the clothes and skin were almost integrated.
In the rotting flesh, the white bones pierced the clothes from the place of the heart, revealing the white bone stubble.
Zhou Wenwen had only seen such a badly decayed zombie once before, and he saw it from a male zombie in ancient costume.
This time, the armor on this zombie's body was completely invisible, all of it was rotten and melted, and even the symbol of the Meng family army could not be seen.
If Zhou Wenwen hadn't seen a male zombie in ancient costume before, he would definitely not think of the identity of this zombie.
It is probably also the Mengjia army more than 2,000 years ago.
"It's ...... Tractor. ”
Hu Hai was the first to speak.
"Who's the Iron Bull?"
Zhou Wenwen subconsciously thought that the zombies that Hu Hai knew were all important people more than 2,000 years ago.
"It's a small soldier of the Mengjia Army, a long, long time ago, we had a relationship, and he lifted the curtain of the car ape for me."
Hu Hai fell into the memories and soon found traces of the Iron Bull's existence from his active brain waves.
Those Mengjia soldiers were all brave and good at fighting, and more than 2,000 years ago, the people admired them incomparably with their armor.
More than 2,000 years later, they are almost dry bones.
No one knows how glorious they used to be.
Those who knew them had long since become white bones, and the vast majority of them had never been left in their graves.
But he remembered that he knew the name of every Mengjia soldier and what they were guarding for.
He remembered their names.
My brother and father also remembered.
This is their promise to the Mengjia Army.
No matter when and where, no matter how much time has passed, the Mengjia army is still the Mengjia army.
They will never forget that in a dark corner, the Mengjia army is still struggling to support themselves.
They have almost become dry bones, but they are still "alive", "alive" to carry out the last order.
"Roaring ......"
In the rotting throats of the zombies, they barely made a voice that did not belong to humans.
Compared with ordinary zombies, the sound coming from Tie Niu's throat was extremely weak, and if you didn't listen carefully, you couldn't hear the sound coming out of his throat.
"There's something at his temple."
Zhou Wenwen quickly noticed that there was a metal-like substance on the temples of this zombie.
Like the zombies who besieged Nirvana's safe base before, they were controlled.
It's just that Iron Bull doesn't carry out orders like those ordinary zombies.
Rather, it has been wandering sluggishly.
I don't know if it's because high technology can't control him, or because the person who gave the order hasn't given the order yet.
As soon as Zhou Wenwen spoke, Tie Niu's attention shifted to Zhou Wenwen.
Implanted with a metal-like substance, he no longer remembered why he was "alive", nor did he remember the orders given to them by General Meng at the beginning.
It's a zombie machine.
The mind is filled with the implanted command - slaughter.
The manic instinct was also mobilized.
still didn't rush to Zhou Wenwen, even if he had already grinned and prepared to sprint.
But he still retreated, this is the instinct engraved in his bones, which has surpassed the instinct of living beings.
Military orders are like mountains.
Qin Huang's face was solemn, and a heavy voice came from his dry throat,
"Your mission is over."
Tie Niu's gaze moved away from Zhou Wenwen and landed on Emperor Qin's body.
A hint of confusion flashed in his eyes again.
Tasks, what are the tasks?
Through time and space, Tie Niu saw the magnificence of the past from the face of the person in front of him in a trance.
He couldn't remember what the mission was.
At the moment of seeing Emperor Qin, his knees instinctively bent down.
The body creaked with bending.
Half-kneeling is not standard.
He suppressed the instinct that filled his mind and stared at Emperor Qin tightly.
He didn't know what the mission was, but the person in front of him said that the mission was over, then it must be over.
This is his most primitive trust.
What should he do when the mission is over?
Tie Niu looked at his fingers that had become white bones in a daze, and only after a long time did he raise his eyes.
Look directly at Emperor Qin.
Those eyes, gentle and serious, he had seen before.
He seemed to remember, but he didn't seem to remember.
The rotten brain could no longer support him to think about corpses.
Ask for a referral ticket.
(End of chapter)