The strongest reserve for the doomsday

The fighters are all moving forward in array: a team of people in the formation of forwards, flanks, and backs, heading towards the hardest-hit area of this layer of infection, the No. 1 laboratory of mouse.

The white hallway was full of an eerie atmosphere—the blood stains on the floor had dried and turned a dark purple color. Chillingly, there are no bodies in the vicinity.

"Where did all those people on the sixteenth basement run?" Ah

Suo also felt bad about the situation in front of him, and of course, the other special operators also noticed the situation. Slowed down the pace of travel.

The entire sixteen floors underground have been cut off from power, water, and network by TI artificial intelligence. So now it's dark here, but fortunately there are beautiful night vision devices. At this time, even the Maozi, who was reluctant to bring night vision devices at first, admired Lao Mei's high technology from the bottom of their hearts.

"The bird night vision device of this four-eyed field chicken is really easy to use" but it is easy to use, and it can be praised if it is praised, but the face is still needed, that is, it is not exaggerated.

The picture of this night vision device is not the white of natural light, but a dull green. In this sixteen underground floors, the zombie environment is even more weird and terrifying. The average person is estimated to be unbearable. But fortunately, our special operations team is all outlaws who lick money on the knife's edge, and they can do anything for money.

After passing through this strange passage, it is the Mouse 1 laboratory. Mao Zi did not open the door of the laboratory recklessly, but waited for Asso in the back to arrive with the team in the middle, and then prepared to open the door.

"Bang dang" a hairy man, opened the door hard, but did not open it.

"Who TMD is locked!" This annoyed and angry hairman didn't wait for the old American locksmith to pick the lock, and directly kicked open the door of the laboratory...

After a loud "bang", the whole door was kicked open. This incident made the Chekov in Maozi very embarrassed, because this kid still had that crowbar pinned to his waist!

" "Super, sure enough, it is more efficient than one to tear

down the door" This action of tearing down the door really startled the other team members, but Comrade Asso didn't think so, he knew that Maozi would definitely create something. Anyway, sooner or later, you have to face it, and it's just right to face it head-on.

And so the door opened.

"go go go," Aso shouted.

So the Maozi shouted "For the Soviets, oh no, for money, rush!" But

when they jumped in, they saw that the laboratory was "empty." After searching for a while, I found a thin "beauty" wearing a white horse coat and long brown hair by the window, leaning against the window to look at the scenery outside.

Although Maozi is also lustful, he can basically distinguish between right and wrong, and between right and wrong. In this case, in such a strange environment, and in a place where you can't see your fingers, there is such a "beauty" standing there looking at the scenery, it is not a landscape, it is an important proposition.

"Hold up" raised his hand, and Mao Zi shouted.

With Maozi's shout, other groups also approached, and more than 30 M4 and AK47 were aiming at this young "beauty".

Of course, this beauty doesn't seem to be interested in these people and still falls asleep.

The other party didn't show his face, so he didn't dare to shake easily, so he could only tactically approach and observe.

Mao Zi and a member of the team slowly approached, and found that this person was not moving, but kept trying to turn his head, but was stuck half of his body by the pressed table. Looking at the ground again, I found that this person had no legs at all, and his legs were long gone. There was only blood stains that had dried up completely, and dry bones on both legs.

Such a strange thing can make this hair jump. But he came to his senses immediately. As the saying goes, if you don't reach the Yellow River, you won't give up, and if you don't see the coffin, you won't cry. Lao Tzu has to see your true face today. So he had the audacity to move the table away.

It was too late to say that it was too late, and the zombie pounced on this unlucky old hairy man the moment the table was removed.

Since this Mao Zi was moving the table with both hands, he didn't have his hands free to resist. I was about to get a boxed lunch.

"Bang

bang, da da, da da" Fortunately, our Maozi brothers reacted quickly and saw this zombie pounce on them, although they stood far away, but when they saw that this Maozi was in danger, whether it was a zombie or not, they killed it directly. Manslaughter is manslaughter.

AK47's 7.62mm large-caliber bullet was poured down on the poor zombie's body, and it was instantly shattered by the bullet. Originally, it could only be beaten into a sieve, but there were more than 10 AK47s in Maozi here, and the bullets came over as if they didn't need money, just like that, this zombie came out and received a box lunch.

"clear," Mao Zi reported. When the hairy man who had been curled under the table came out, Aso said "keep on" and continued. Then he asked an old beauty to collect some of the zombie's blood and flesh for intercourse.

As a result, the combat team continued to conduct a more detailed search in the laboratory.

After a period of busy work, a few more mice were found in this laboratory, and in order to make a difference, Comrade Aso asked that Lao Mei to catch a few more and take them out.