When Achim and the only remaining hundred or so people just evacuated to more than 300 meters away from the zombie group, he only heard a roar of the zombie group behind him, Achim turned around and saw that the zombie group had stopped at some point, and in front of the zombie group stood sixty or seventy new zombies covered with black scales, which should have just arrived from behind, these new zombies have long nails, as sharp as a blade, and are walking back and forth in front of the zombie group, looking like they are showing off their might.

"Hurry up and get out!" Colonel Achim gave orders to the soldiers, then turned his head to stare at the new zombies.

As if they had received someone's orders, the new zombies began to chase after the remnants of the army, and Achim's face couldn't help but change greatly, because these new zombies were too fast, at least twice as fast as the soldiers evacuated.

Can't escape! There was only one thought on Achim's mind. "Everybody turn around and defend! Damn, it's too fast for us to escape! Achim pulled out a picture from his bosom of his youngest son, thinking that he hadn't hugged him yet! Then he kissed it on the photo and carefully put it back in his arms.

Da Da Achim found that ordinary bullets were really hard to damage the new zombies, and only the heavy bullets of the only remaining sniper in the team could do the work, and the bullets of the other guns only scratched a cluster of sparks on the black scale armor of the new zombies, which could only hinder his progress.

The warriors also noticed this, their faces turned pale, and they looked at the colonel while attacking, hoping that this man who had repeatedly performed miracles would come up with some good way to take them alive.

The colonel naturally noticed all this, but he did not respond to the gazes of the soldiers this time, because he couldn't think of anything else, too many people had died in the ten years of the war, not only those who died in battle, but also those who starved to death. Before the war, Achim was a teacher, a teacher who taught and wanted to dedicate the rest of his life to this career. It's just that there are too many people who have died, and Achim resents those upper echelons who are full of, only thinking about their own interests, and completely ignoring the soldiers on the front line, and every time the number of dead is counted to them, it seems to be just a cold number, a bargaining chip with the international community. Therefore, Achim joined the army, and in the past ten years, he has been promoted from a small soldier to a colonel, all by being ruthless, ruthless to his own people, ruthless to the enemy, and even more ruthless to himself. Achim just wanted his compatriots to die less.

How long has it been since I've been home, three or five years? Achim silently pulled a trench thorn from his waist, and ran out of bullets.

"Fight and retreat! Let's hope for a miracle. But the second half of the sentence was said in a low voice, so low that he couldn't even hear it. So far, only five new zombies have been killed, all by snipers.

Everyone fought and retreated, keeping a distance of fifty meters from the zombies, until they retreated to the position of the three sons.

The third son had already buried the bodies of his comrades-in-arms he could find at this time, and he had already heard the gunshots, but he didn't know what those Asan troops would do if they didn't retreat and shoot, but it was none of his business, and he was thinking that he would go and see if he had buried his comrades.

The third son turned his head to look at the Ah San army retreating this way, compared to the last time they met, this time the soldiers all became panicked.

Sanzi was curious, and suddenly his pupils shrank, those black things that don't slip away, the bullets can't move at all! This TM zombie evolved so fast? It's too late to complain, the zombies have already caught up with Ah San's army, watching these usually well-trained soldiers being torn apart from the middle by the zombies, and their intestines fall all over the ground, even the third son, who is used to seeing big scenes, is pale.

Achim's eyes were red and he pierced the head of a zombie with a trench stab, God knows where he got such strength, and the soldiers followed suit, but except for a few fast ones who could fight with zombies and a few who had great strength to fight with zombies, the rest of them were all delivering food.

"Withdraw! the hemp, how many brushes do you have, don't you have a b count in your heart? Achim shouted loudly, and suddenly saw a figure flash past him, thinking to himself what this TM was?

When I turned my head, I saw that the third son chopped off the head of a zombie with lightning speed.

"Last time you spared my life, I saved you twice, and it was evened." The third son turned his head and said.

"Be careful!" Achim shouted.

Sanzi turned to the side to dodge the zombie that pounced from behind, and chopped it on the ass with a knife, and the local sound shook the ground Sanzi's arm was numb.

"Only the head is the weak point of the zombie, and the rest of the parts can't be pierced by bullets." Achim yelled at the side.

The zombie turned around and waved his claws at Sanzi's chest, Sanzi subconsciously parried with a knife, and with a crisp sound, the steel knife that was already curling the blade was broken into several pieces. The third son narrowly and dangerously avoided the end of being disemboweled. Then he grabbed the wrist that the zombie waved, and twisted his arm while its old power was exhausted and the new power was broken, yes, it was twisted together with the arm, there was no blood spray, it was completely crystallined, and it seemed that there was no human characteristic except for the brains in the brain.

Sanzi stabbed the zombie with the twisted zombie arm, and with his super fast speed and super strength, he killed seven or eight zombies around him.

Achim and several mutants in his army, or the Celestial Ones, were stunned (these evolutionary beings were called Celestial Ones by the international community), and they were still overstretched in a fight with a zombie, and this one killed these zombies like chopping melons and vegetables, which was not good.

The third son killed more than 20 Ripper zombies in a row, and the more he killed, the more he slipped away, and he wanted to continue the performance but found that the zombies had withdrawn. This makes the third son stunned in place, wise? Seeing these tall zombies quickly evacuate, Sanzi didn't chase them, since he knew that if he was evacuated, he would jump up from the grass and slash me in case of an ambush. In fact, Sanzi didn't know that these ripper zombies were only in the nascent stage, and their wisdom was no more than that of a three-year-old child, but they just sensed Sanzi's bad luck and instinctually withdrew. The third son's hesitation let go of the cunning Ripper clan that later became known to people, and this clan was like an assassin who specialized in sneak attacks, not talking about martial virtues, and running away when they hit.

"Thank you for your kindness, we will definitely remember your life-saving grace!" Achim looked at the third son who was twisting the zombie's arm and said solemnly.

"No thanks, just kowtow a few times in front of my comrade-in-arms' grave." The third son looked up at the remnants of the twenty or so people, and bowed to the grave where his comrades were buried.

"Yes!" Achim led the warrior and turned and walked towards the tomb.

This time it was the turn of the third son to be surprised, he just said jokingly, he didn't expect them to really go, the third son actually knew that there was no justice in the war, and they were just listening to the command.

"It's okay to knock it so that I won't hesitate to kill you anymore." The third son muttered to himself, and continued to lower his head and twist the zombie's arm.

Not to mention anything else, this arm is quite hard, the nails are sharper than the knife, and the Ripper Zombie's wrist and arm are fixed and have no moving joints, which looks like a weird little Guan knife. There are no crystals in his mind as described in the novel, but every time he kills a zombie, he can find that all the purple qi in the zombie has been transferred to himself.

Looking at the people who had kowtowed, the third son held a few "weird knives" unloaded from the "ripper" in his hands and said expressionlessly: "How is the situation outside now?" ”

"It's not good, it's not good, 80 percent of the world's population has turned into zombies." Achim said worriedly.

"The international war is over, and now there is a common enemy - zombies! Many heads of state have been directly alienated into zombies. ”

"It's long over!" The third son glanced at his comrade's grave bag and withdrew his gaze.

As soon as Achim wanted to take a stubble, his stomach first gurgled, and then it seemed to open the floodgates, and the stomachs of the remaining warriors began to growl, even the third son also gurgled, and then everyone closed their mouths tacitly.

Haven't eaten enough in a few days? Miko thought.