"Get out! Get out! Quick, quick, quick!" Shooter shouted loudly, pulling the trigger and retreating.

Accompanied by the sound of gunfire and the light of flashlights, these zombies became more agile in their movements. They used their bodies to rush straight into the corridor. When their bodies were broken, the next one continued to patch them up, without fear of the barrel, one after another.

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At this time, these corpses that turned into zombies were acting as single cells, and their bloodthirsty instinct supported them in rushing forward to devour the blood of these living people.

The good thing is that the corridor can only accommodate three people walking side by side. Under the shooting of the rifle, the chasing zombies were blocked. Pieces of broken flesh were exploded by the warheads, and bits and pieces of greasy liquid splashed on the people.

, the walls of the corridor were all stained with red and black flesh, and the stench became even stronger.

"Change the magazine!" Burst Shot shouted, his body changed from a standing position to a kneeling position, and he quickly pulled out a magazine and replaced it.

A hunter behind immediately filled the gap and pulled the trigger to kill the zombies.

"Change the magazine!" "Change the magazine!"

The cry of magazine replacement sounded one after another, and as the magazines were emptied one after another, the group of people had already exited the corridor, and were in the sun in a miserable state.

The hunters who were guarding outside the corridor immediately replaced the people who had exited, and fired at the corridor with their guns.

"Da da da..." "Da da da..."

The dense warheads tore apart the zombies trying to escape. You can clearly see how the rotten flesh splashes out from their bodies, and you can also clearly see the corpse oil produced in the fat layer due to high levels of decay.

"Ho ho..." Zombies surrounded the entrance of the cave. They scrambled to get out, but they were unable to do anything under the influence of more than a dozen guns.

Gradually, no more zombies poured out. A layer of minced meat and severed limbs was spread at the entrance of the corridor, which was more than half a meter thick. Some zombies with intact heads still opened their mouths to bite and squirm instinctively. They did not

The feeling of pain is only instinctive.

"Ugh..." "Ugh..."

The sound of vomiting came one after another. Under such a strong smell of corpses, the group of hunters squatted down and desperately vomited out the food remaining in their stomachs.

After vomiting all the food, they began to vomit bitter water, and after vomiting all the bitter water, they began to retching. The cramps in their stomachs made their eyes full of tears, and they lay weakly on the ground.

They never thought they would encounter this kind of thing, this kind of damn zombie.

"Damn, are we filming a science fiction movie?" A hunter covered in carrion screamed in pain, pointed at the hole and cried: "These are our comrades, our brothers, why are they

It will become like this, who can tell me, wuwuwu..."

Together with the cries, there were several more cries. They were not cries out of fear, but cries for the fate of their comrades. Just imagine, the corpse of your brother who shared life and death on the battlefield after his death.

How would you feel if you were not respected and turned into something neither human nor ghost?

No matter what he becomes, he is still your closest comrade-in-arms. After his death, you shoot him again to let him die again...

"This is not a movie!" Dot Shot fiercely wiped the rotten flesh on his face and shouted loudly: "This is true, this is a fact, they have all been turned into zombies!"

Of course this is not a movie, it is indeed real. In the movie, you can only see the form of the zombie, but you cannot feel its smell, nor can you feel the strong shock that this undead creature brings to you.

In the distance, the lurkers and the God's Armed Forces were quietly crouching under the yellow sand, using binoculars to observe everything happening here.

"It's just like the movie." The little wild cat stuck out his tongue in disgust.

"What is the movie expressed through?" Alexandra took over and asked.

"It's expressed through artistic techniques." The little wild cat squinted his eyes and showed his little fangs. Then he seemed to have thought of something and asked carefully with a nervous look on his face: "It comes from life and is higher than life?"

Alexandra smiled and nodded, acknowledging what the little wild cat said.

"Then, are all the movies based on this?" the little wild cat asked with wide eyes.

"Many things happen first, and then have infinite amplification results." Alexandra said noncommittally: "This kind of thing has existed for a long time. If you study the zombie manual carefully, you will get some answers. Is that so, special forces?

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Zhao Ziyang, whose whole body was covered with yellow sand, frowned. He once again thought of the leaf that caused his current physique and the mission of Lop Nur.

The hatred of Lop Nur's comrades has been understood, or he will never understand it. The defender disappeared from this world, Raul and Simon who conducted this experiment also died, but what followed was a huge state machine.

Zhao Ziyang collected a large amount of information for research on the legend of Lop Nur in the 1960s and 1970s. On the one hand, this information was collected from within the country, and on the other hand, Linghu used his own identity to collect it, plus real zombies.

He was sure it was not groundless.

Zombies have existed for a long time, but the world doesn’t know about it. The zombies shown in science fiction movies are not completely wild imaginations, but have certain basis and then are extended. Any story needs a point to construct, and this point is usually true.

Otherwise, you won’t have a sense of immersion and it won’t be exciting.

"Will there be a global biological crisis?" the little wild cat blinked and asked Zhao Ziyang.

In response to this question, Zhao Ziyang could only smile and shake his head.

It is impossible for a global biochemical crisis to occur. These zombies are not used for war. They are in a low-level stage and are just the preliminary steps of experimental products. What the United States wants is biochemical warriors that are no different from normal people. This is the fundamental purpose.

They will not release zombies to attack humans unless a certain village is selected for a certain test. After the test is completed, they will completely wipe out the test site and test objects, leaving absolutely no traces.

The British biochemical laboratory that was exposed only exposed genetically modified experiments and experiments on human and animal embryos. No matter how much more information was revealed, it would not be disclosed to the outside world. This would cause global panic, and all countries would keep such a huge secret.

"Special Forces, what do we need to do now?" Liehu turned to Zhao Ziyang and said, "They seem to be planning to withdraw."

Through the telescope, Zhao Ziyang saw the hunters adjusting their clothes and walking southward with dejected expressions, as if they really wanted to quit.

Zhao Ziyang shook his head, stretched out his fingers and wrote a line of words on the sand: They will not give up, now they are just looking for a better way.

This is based on the psychology of the other party: some people are full of fear; some people carry on to the end. When two ideas collide, the best way is to temporarily withdraw and come up with a better solution.

This is a general rule, and it is also a universal rule. If you have not prepared before, you must make various preparations before you can continue to explore what is inside.

After the hunters and others disappeared, Zhao Ziyang and his party crawled out of the yellow sand and walked to the entrance of the corridor.

The entire corridor was shrouded in a strong smell of corpses, making it difficult for people to take a step closer. The minced corpses were quietly piled up there. Occasionally, there were a few half-body zombies squirming outwards dragging their black and white internal organs, just like

Like strips of maggots.

The impact of this smell was so great that except for Zhao Ziyang who could breathe normally, everyone else wore gas masks to resist the stench.

Often, corpse odor is not simply corpse odor, but is also mixed with corpse poison. However, this kind of corpse poison does not have a clear scientific definition and does not have a specific molecular formula, but its toxicity is still very powerful.

Zhao Ziyang took out an engineering shovel and pulled out a zombie with half of his body left, exposing him to the sun.

"Ho ho... ho ho..." A rapid ho ho sound came from the zombie's throat. A rotten cheek looked very uncomfortable, and the white pupils kept rolling, showing aversion to the sun.

Not long after, the zombie's mood became more and more violent, as if the sunlight stimulated his ferocity to the maximum.

"Bang", the zombie's head was smashed to pieces with the engineer's shovel, revealing the brain that had turned black inside.

After rubbing the engineer's shovel stained with minced meat and corpse liquid twice on the sand, Zhao Ziyang put it away and motioned for the others to leave the area.

They will not get in hastily. No one knows what dangers there are inside. These zombies are the lowest level. If they encounter a group of high-level black zombies, injury is inevitable. Once injured, they will be infected and gradually become infected.

Under the influence of the virus, he turns into a monster like a zombie.

"What we have to do is continue to keep an eye on these guys, and they will find the real entrance for us." Alexandra covered her nose and frowned. She was very unhappy with the smell, even though she had raised a group of them.

The group of people walked east, got into two off-road vehicles, got on the highway and drove back to the city.

After a thrilling battle, the hunters were in an extremely bad mood. They did not speak along the way, immersed in the fear they had just experienced. To be honest, the things in the tunnel were beyond their imagination, but it also made them realize

This is an earth-shattering conspiracy.

As for their understanding of zombies, they stayed at the side shown in movies and thought it was a science fiction movie. But after actually experiencing this scene, they realized that it was much scarier than the movie. The corpses of their comrades turned into zombies and had been destroyed.

The blows from his group were so shattered that they could not take it back no matter what.

This means that their work is done, but they are not willing to give in and want to dig out the real reason. If possible, they will find out the people behind it and kill them. This may be a sense of justice, but it is more of a sense of justice.

Responsibility. They believe in the existence of souls and that the souls of their comrades need to rest in peace.

"Maybe it would be better to use petrol bombs," Hurricane suggested.

"Okay." The expression on his face was very ugly. He nodded and said, "We must continue, and we must give an explanation to our brothers."

"No, I will never go back. It's just a tomb there!" Another hunter made a horrified voice and kept washing his face with white wine, sniffing hard to see if there was any corpse smell.

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"Raise your hand if you are willing to continue?" Point Shoot asked after sweeping around.

This time, seven people died and one was injured, which was a heavy loss. The most important reason was that they were not prepared. And now these hunters were frightened, and they really didn't want to get into this terrifying place again.

No one raised their hands, everyone was thinking.

"Well, if no one is willing to continue, then I will act on my own." Tuishe shrugged and said relaxedly: "There is only one truth. I think if I lie there, there will be comrades to help me find the truth."

Everyone's eyes fell on Dianche's face, and two words popped up in their hearts: the truth!

This truth is not only the truth about the dead comrades becoming zombies, but also the truth about them coming out of the regular army and entering the mercenary battlefield. Maybe the regiment leader, Lieutenant Colonel Soldier, knows, but the soldiers have died on the battlefield in Libya. Even if they become living zombies, they will still be dead.

It was impossible to speak.
Chapter completed!