"It's finally done." The mighty Colonel Piano breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the more than 3,000 mutant soldiers in front of him with cold eyes. These more than 3,000 people were the team he had finally gathered together, although it looked a bit strange.

Each of the mutant soldiers crowded together looks extremely fierce, and Kong Wu is powerful. Anyone who pulls out can be used as a horror movie. However, they gather together but fail to exert the scale effect, but instead appear quite lazy and undisciplined.

"Send them food, let them eat, and fight when they are full." Colonel Piano waved his hand, and behind him was his subordinates carrying out human corpses as food and providing them to the mutants present.

These corpses were originally everywhere in cities and the wild. In a city with a population of one million, at least 500,000 people would be frozen to death by the sudden extreme low temperature. The low temperature prevented the corpses from rotting and were preserved.

Piano felt that collecting corpses as food was a totally creative and great move, and all mutants in the city should thank it. If not, the mutants in Baltimore would not even have one tenth of them now, and the rest would have to die in hunger and kill each other.

However, mutants who eat corpses for a living are easily depressed. They are already extremely confused, decadent, and angry about their current experiences, and eating corpses is even more of an extremely blasphemous act.

"Stop being too busy. We will fight soon after we have enough food. We must take down Granit refuge today and let the crawlers know how powerful we are."

Piano delegated his confidants as officers, intending to organize more than 3,000 mutants. It also did not forget to loudly encourage the team, emphasizing the prosperity, population and resources of the shelter, hoping to use violence to vent to increase morale.

The assembly and review of the mutants quickly turned into a corpse-chewing conference. The colonel breathed a sigh of relief again and asked the adjutant of the 'zombie': "There is nothing to do with that human armed force? I hope to launch a fierce raid so that those troublemakers can remember this lesson if they go to hell."

"Uh..., that human armed mankind has a limited number. They have always come out to harassment at night and attack us because of the shortage of night vision equipment. And now it's daytime, they usually retreat to their shelters and dare not go out."

The adjutant of the ‘zombie’ actually had no intelligence support, and it was completely summarized based on the situation in the past few days. However, this was exactly what Colonel Piano wanted. It sneered hoho, "I hope today is the end of those reptiles."

Hoho ho..., the adjutant of the ‘zombie’ also made a hoarse cry. Unexpectedly, the unpleasant laughter did not end, and a huge explosion trembled the ground.

With a loud bang, Colonel Piano felt his legs numb. It subconsciously squatted and looked up and saw a stream of black smoke coming out of the dock hundreds of meters away. "It's a large-caliber shell, these bastards are coming again!"

fu*k! Didn’t you agree not to move during the day?

With the sound of this cannon, the mutant soldiers standing in front of Colonel Piano immediately showed signs of Brown's movement and ran around. The confidant who had just gone down to act as an officer quickly shouted loudly, trying to pull these people to his side.

"What are you running around?" Colonel Piano grabbed a modified m197 single-bar cannon at his hand and blasted several times in a row. "Calm down, this is just harassment, there must be not many enemies. Those timid human armed forces have always run away in one fight, and there is nothing to be afraid of."

The Colonel's loud voice was heard, and the scene could be heard hundreds of meters around. The originally messy scene was indeed suppressed. The combat squads gathered again, but the communication was a little messy, because the Colonel did not have a complete command system. When all the combat squads were shouting at it on the radio, the scene was a hundred times louder than the vegetable market.

It was obvious that three thousand people were right in front of me, but they completely lost control. This felt so bad. Colonel Piano's confidants of more than 100 people who had been trained by him acted as officers, but they found that this was far from enough. "Going towards the gunfire, and attacking immediately when they found the enemy."

After shouting a few times on the radio, the combat team finally started to act. The mutants were always full of passion and passion, and they were more willing to express their attitude with their actions. More than three thousand mutant soldiers ran in one direction, and they were like a group of upright black bears rushing around.

The shelling place was only a few hundred meters away from the assembly point, and Colonel Piano himself led the team to follow closely. But when both sides met, they felt extremely difficult to tell the truth. Why are there so many enemies on the opposite side?

Mutants are used to humans' sneak attacks and only sending a rogue tank and a big troll assault gun, but there are more than a dozen armored vehicles coming out in front of them, and armored vehicles are constantly driving out in the city streets and building complexes.

Qin Weidong, who was commanding the battle, was also launching a refreshing assault with his mechanized infantry company, and there was no resistance along the way. But when he was about to approach the target point, the drone suddenly sent a warning message, and before he could react, he bumped into a large number of mutants.

The raid was a battle of encounters, and neither side was prepared.

"Why do you talk so much nonsense? Follow me!" Zhang Hong, who drove the T-62a, was the arrow of the entire company. The battles for several consecutive days made him understand that the armored convoy must not stop. In this case, it would be better to just crush it.

More than 30 tons of tanks accelerated and ran on the ruins of the city, rushing directly into the middle of the mutant's queue in an unrivalled posture. Several armored vehicles followed closely, enlarging the torn holes, and driving away the mutant combat team who tried to attack the tank from both wings.

"Battlehot, who brought the bazooka?" The mutant officer shouted loudly. With the help of the wall, he pulled the running soldiers back to his side. "Hide in the building, hit the top cover of the tank from a high place, and you can beat it into scrap iron with one shot."

The two sides fought each other and flew with blood and flesh. Fortunately, the t-62a, as the attack arrow, was extremely slippery. She rushed into the mutant team with a platoon and rushed to the mutant team desperately. For the time being, the company led by Qin Weidong had the advantage of equipment.

And just as the battle was getting hot, the other side of the port dock seemed quiet. Here, the place was also heavily guarded, with the slightly undulating sea water making a rustling sound, and a team of mutants walked over from a distance in neat steps.

"Command." The sentry on duty shouted.

"Damn the command, I forgot." A thick voice shouted indifferently, "But I am here to deliver lunch to you. Are you Colonel Piano's guard company?"

"You went to the wrong place, this is not the Colonel's Guard Company. But wait, what lunch did you send? It looks good."

"Don't move around, this is for the Colonel Guard Company."

"Damn it, give us the corpses, and the guards actually had a normal meal. Brothers all came out. No matter what, this batch of lunch belongs to us."

"Don't move, do you want to fight?"
Chapter completed!