Dozens of restaurants and shops on the commercial street all clearly show the signs of "scented meat".

There are many ways to cook dog meat. Whether it is cut into pieces, braised, steamed, stewed, or cut into thin strips and stir-fried, they all have their own tastes. However, today is different from the past. There are only a few ways to eat dog meat on this street, and the prices vary, and each has its own connotation.

A standard caliber rifle bullet and a can of meat. This is of course the top-notch product.

There are even cheaper ones, you can buy them with just a few kilograms of rice and flour.

The reason for such a big difference is of course because of the meat quality problem. There is no Food and Health Supervision Bureau here, and the principle of getting what you pay for is common at all times. As long as you understand that a bullet and a can of meat are the standard market price, as for meat that is cheaper than this, don’t ask more about the source and the specific cooking process of the chef. In short, the meat served on the table tastes pretty good. As long as you don’t have those messy thoughts in your mind, you will enjoy the process of a delicious meal.

"Hey! Why are you here?"

As soon as Yang Xin ate a few pieces of meat, he heard a familiar voice coming from outside the restaurant. He turned around and saw that it was Chen Guanghui, who was also a member of the team.

In fact, the mutant cells have already sensed the other party's existence, but Yang Xin has been infected with the virus for a short time and is not used to detecting the other party's existence through sensing. In contrast, he is more accustomed to perceiving the outside world with his ears and eyes.

"Come on, come on!"

Yang Xin quickly stood up from the chair and greeted Chen Guanghui. The restaurant owner was very sensible and quickly sent him a set of clean bowls and chopsticks, dragged a chair from the side, and gave him a cup of homemade frozen wine as usual. Yang Xin used chopsticks to pick up a piece of the largest piece of meat from the earthen jar and put it into Chen Guanghui's bowl, and said enthusiastically: "Try it, the dog meat in this restaurant is very good."

Chen Guanghui smiled and took out a cigarette from his pocket, handed it to Yang Xin: "I've eaten. I just saw you here, so I came over to say hello."

Cigarettes, wine, and dog meat with a strong aroma can easily make men find common topics. The two of them had a happy chat and a loud voice.

“I like this place very much.”

Yang Xin leaned his neck and took a big sip of wine, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand: "It's a good idea for the leader to choose this place. There are evil corpses everywhere, but there are not here."

"yes!"

Chen Guanghui agreed with this: "I thought I would continue like this, but I didn't expect the leader to station us here. Xi'an is easy to develop, there are many people here, and there is no big problem with the source of materials. In fact, we can completely destroy other gangs and then..."

He said only halfway through his words and ended abruptly.

The roar of engines from far to near was so clear that they seemed to suddenly emerge from the ground, without any warning. When people ran out of the building and searched for the source of the sound, they were shocked to find dozens of black shadows in the sky.

It was a dense helicopter squadron.

Fifty?

Or sixty?

It was impossible to calculate clearly. Yang Xin, who rushed out of the restaurant quickly, was shocked. He subconsciously took off the assault rifle from his shoulder and aimed the black hole muzzle at the nearest plane in an oblique shooting posture.

This is definitely not ours.

There are not many people in the team who know the secrets of the Northwest Base, and new members like Yang Xin are not included. But even if he knows, he will never associate the dense fleet that suddenly appears in front of him with the Northwest Base. Not everyone can control the helicopter, which requires long-term systematic training. Of course, refugees with higher education can also be trained to become pilots. But Yang Xin knows very well that there is no such person in his team.

"Da da da da da da!"

The gunshots, like cracks, suddenly rang out and spread rapidly in the densely populated city. The firepower shot down from the air was fierce and violent, tearing the bodies of more than a dozen unexpected people on the ground on the spot, splashing brilliant blood flowers.

"Be careful! Get down!"

Chen Guanghui's reaction speed was faster than Yang Xin. As soon as he heard the gunshot, he immediately rushed to the side, threw Yang Xin, who was aiming at him, and pressed him under him, holding Yang Xin's shoulder firmly with both hands, rolling on the spot. Behind them, bullets like a storm roared down, turning Yang Xin's original standing into a honeycomb, gravel and rubble on the ground flew around, and sparks were splashing.

The entire commercial area was in chaos. Explosions, fire, screams and gunfires were heard one after another. Many people ran around the streets, looking for places they thought were safe. The unknown armed helicopters obviously did not intend to let go. They covered each other according to their respective teams, poured firepower into the ground, and fired dozens of rockets one after another.

Their firepower is too strong. Although Liu Tianming's team, which had just swallowed up the "Raging Thunder", had sufficient weapons and a large ammunition reserve, they were unable to achieve this all-round firepower release.

The warning post set at the top of the building was very responsible. It sounded the machine at the first time and issued an alarm. Suddenly, a harsh air defense alarm sounded around. Two machine gunners quickly ran out of the lounge on the roof. They lifted the waterproof canopy covered on the surface of the heavy machine gun at the fastest speed, turned the muzzle, and locked the helicopter hovering on the side of the building. Suddenly, the thick muzzle spitted flames and the chains advanced at an extremely high speed. The helicopter was not prepared at all and was beaten to the air. The wreckage fell down with long thick smoke and crashed into the depths of the glass curtain wall of the opposite building.

The two armed helicopters immediately turned the direction and included the heavy machine guns on the roof from different locations to aim. The multi-barrel machine guns sprayed bullets at the highest speed, which was simply a death storm that no one could resist. The metal bullet with violent energy shattered the cover like a shattered and destroyed. The two followers who were operating the machine gun had no chance to scream, and were beaten to explode everywhere. The bloody corpse lost balance, like a torn blood cloth, spinning and falling from the roof of more than 20 stories high.

Not every follower is so brave. Although they all chose to resist at the first time, as the intensity of the battle intensified, more and more people died on their side, and the first person to turn around and escape appeared.

Unfortunately, he still couldn't escape the God of Death's desire for the soul.

"Swoosh!"

A rocket fell into the crowd on the ground, and no matter who was shooting or turning around and fleeing, they were blown up everywhere. All kinds of broken human limb fragments were everywhere, clothes were burning, blood quickly evaporated and condensed in the high temperature, and the ground was dyed red, mixed with a large number of black particles. It was sand and gravel, and various debris of the dead.

Yang Xin saw several helicopters lowering their height at the intersection of the street. The cabin with the open cabin, and the fully armed soldiers came out of the cabin. They were very strong and quickly formed a battle formation after landing on the ground. Both the speed and the reaction ability were far superior to the ordinary followers on their side.

More helicopters appeared in the sky in the distance. Their fuselage was larger, and the twin-rotor setting indicated a larger load capacity. At least Yang Xin had never seen such a huge helicopter. They landed in an empty and unmanned city square, with the cabin trailing passage opening obliquely, and several armed off-road vehicles that were already ready quickly drove out and galloped towards the most intense battle.

The opponent's air firepower was too strong, and Yang Xin was beaten to lie on the ground and couldn't raise his head. He heard a short conversation full of fear among two armed followers next to him.

"Who are they? Where do these planes come from? Why do you want to hit us?"

"I don't know, it should be the government forces. They may..."

The voice stopped instantly. Yang Xin turned his head and saw that the whole body of the speaker was interrupted by a machine cannon. It was a twenty-mm caliber shell, with a belly blown open, the position where the neck and shoulders connected was also blown off, and the head seemed to be violently smashed by a barbarian. His eyeball flew more than ten meters away. There was a big hole in his chest on his left, and he could see his white ribs.

The distance was too close, and hot blood was splashed on Yang Xin's face, and a little bit of the scattered internal organs even flew into his mouth. The strong fishy smell made Yang Xin feel like he wanted to vomit, and he did not eat the fresh sweetness of the same kind, and only indescribable disgust.

Followers can only be considered civilians with combat experience at most, after all, they are not professional warriors.

The army descending from the helicopters had an absolute advantage. Gunshots exploded throughout the city, and fires flashed faintly in the distance.

Through the dust stirred by the explosion, Yang Xin saw Chen Guanghui's blurred figure squatting across the street. He was waving at him and signaling him to escape as soon as possible.

This is no longer a situation we can deal with. Although the comprehensive combat power of the infected body is stronger than that of ordinary soldiers, Yang Xin has clearly sensed the approaching danger.

The other party also has an infected body, and its evolution level is much higher than mine!

The information sensing of mutant cells will never go wrong. Especially at this time, their sensing accuracy can reach 100%.

Yang Xin's face changed drastically. He quickly got up from the ground, and without looking at the soldiers who were slapping along the street opposite, he turned around and ran away.

It's too late.

Just about fifty meters behind Yang Xin, a "MG" sedan that was blown and fell from the original parking place by a rocket, which had been unrecognizable. It was suddenly lifted up by a huge force and smashed hard towards Yang Xin's back who turned around and fled. The wreckage of the vehicle weighing several tons was wrapped in airflow, pressing down on his head like Mount Tai. Yang Xin felt the darkness in his eyes, and then felt the power of a violent collision on his back. The rolling blood and internal organs caused a negative effect in his body. He screamed and threw himself forward, unable to hold the assault rifle in his hand anymore, allowing the weapon to slide to the ground.
Chapter completed!