Night had come again, and the camp had come to an end after a busy day, and the empty camp had been filled with transports with shells and grenades, and a single shot inside should have turned the entire camp into ruins.

The moon appeared in the sky, and the clouds in the sky could be seen drifting, and the night was unusually bright.

There are soldiers on the high fence guarding back and forth, but due to the lack of manpower, only a third of the camp is guarded, and the rest of the camp is not able to take care of it.

The iron gate closed at the gate left a trail of shadows on the ground, and the reflections of the wall joined together under the wall.

The wind blew gently across the earth, the dense blades of grass swayed, it was very quiet, the insects that had become the size of ping-pong balls were no longer singing, and the night was quiet, only the faint sound of the wind and the rustle of the branches and leaves of the trees.

The ground that should have been hard under the wheels was shaking gently, like a precursor to an earthquake, but here, there would be no earthquakes, and the only explanation was that there was something underneath.

The dirt on the ground rises upwards and then separates to the sides, revealing the other side of freshness.

A glittering, spiky object peeked out of the turned dirt and was a snout, a scaly one.

Sinking into the earth, the ground returned to calm, until the next moment, the ground shook again and again, one nose poked out, two, hundred, more and more potholes, no longer countable, came out, disappeared again.

If it weren't for the potholes, it would have been doubtful that they had actually appeared.

And their target, as if it was aimed directly at the camp, passed through the iron gate without even showing their heads, and no one noticed them.

In the quiet room, Wang San kept breathing and breathing, without stopping, and as the qi in his body became more and more, Wang San discovered an interesting phenomenon.

Practicing the sword technique consumes physical strength, but when the physical strength is almost used, this qi will be distributed throughout the body, so that the body can regain its strength, and it will not be really exhausted until the qi is used up.

Qi, can increase endurance, you don't have to think about it to know its importance, so Wang San has been diligent in cultivating, as for skills, dark energy or transformation is not so important.

I can't realize it, no matter how hard I ask for it, I can't realize it, Wu Tao didn't practice qi, Wang San guessed that it was because he didn't take the beast core, or his physical fitness was not enough to improve his qi, maybe both, but he was much stronger than Wang San in terms of comprehension.

The chest and abdomen rise and fall regularly, driving the rhythm of the body's muscles and cells, and little by little the qi is practiced and stored in the dantian.

The rhythmic sound of breathing can be heard clearly in the room.

Wu Tao slept on the bed with a knife like an ancient swordsman, and the combination made people laugh.

At a certain moment, Wang San and Wu Tao opened their eyes at the same time, Wang San reached out and held the knife in his hand, but did not pull it out.

Wu Tao gently pulled open the quilt and stood quietly on the edge of the bed, during which he did not make a big noise except for some small movements.

"Ahh

A scream broke the silence of the night, like thunder on the ground, waking everyone up, no scolding, no dissatisfaction, or knives or guns, the first time from the side of the hand in the hand, orderly to assemble the guard.

The speed of reaction, the orderly team, it is simply amazing, this is the result of hard training day after day, which is somewhat pleasing to the eye, but now no one will say that they appreciate it and no one will watch it.

The soldiers who had been patrolling at night had returned to their camp, but they watched a teammate fall in front of them and had no chance to shoot him.

A hole was broken in the originally calm land, and a black shadow emerged from it, two fists the size, speed and lightning, and it was impossible to avoid it at all.

The victim had fallen to the ground before he could lift his gun, his stomach had been sliced open, revealing his already rotten internal organs, and a hole in his neck, as if something had come out of it.

There were blood holes all over his body, and the blood that flowed out had formed a small pool on the ground, and it took less than five seconds for the whole process to end, and the black shadow burrowed into the ground again, and he still hasn't shown his face.

When the chief listened to the report, his head exploded, and the zombies came with unclear things, and the killing was even more instantaneous, and it was difficult to even think of a way.

"Tell everyone to be on guard......"

The chief opened his mouth and wanted to say something more encouraging, such as that we are invincible and will definitely catch that thing, but the chief did not say anything, because, even if there is a gun, it can only be turned into a useless burning stick.

"Yes, Chief. ”

Someone listened to the order, he didn't have any doubts, but he was a little disappointed that he didn't get a way, and vigilance, vigilance didn't seem to be of much use.

Everyone was waiting, but they didn't know that there were more in front of Wang San and the others, they were not underground, but had already come out of the ground, crawling on the ground in rows and rows.

Two small, round ears, a long nose, and a tail like a steel needle, thick, large, and long.

The body is slightly fat, and like the nose, it is covered with scales, like metal, but there is no reflection, because the scales are black, as black as ink.

The limbs with big fingers are grasped on the ground, the three toes, the toenails are like enlarged versions of the fish groove, the roots are bent, just scratch the ground, there is a feeling that you can't shake off, sharp, sharp, look like a pangolin, but it's not.

"Squeak, squeak. ”

When the two of them pushed the door open, they saw this scene, and as for the other two, they were left with corpses full of bones, covered with bite marks, and they didn't know when they died.

I thought it was a big guy, but I didn't expect it to be such a thing, a person can't resist attacks from all directions, and Wang San won't expect the other party to fight them alone.

As soon as the two appeared, a pair of eyes glowing with green light focused on them, no less than a thousand, what kind of experience was that, it made people's cold hairs stand on end, and their scalps were numb.

The squeaking sound reminds people of a mouse, a swarm of annoying rats, and this thing is most likely a mutation of rats.

As for why the hair has been turned into scales, there are zombies, tens of millions of bloodsucking mosquitoes, and what is impossible.

With such a scene, the two of them didn't even think about it, and after stopping, they raised their feet again, and slowly withdrew backwards while looking at the mutant rat group.

One step, two steps, and the third step, Wang San obviously heard a cry like a sound wave, which could even prick people's eardrums, and his brain was dizzy.

At this moment, the originally motionless rat swarm seemed to have received an order, and the body crawling on the ground jumped up like lightning, full of fangs and sharp claws flashing in the moonlight.