Chapter 683: Provincial Capital Battle II

In addition to bombing airships, there are also emergency repairs of the 19th Martial Arts helicopter. The missiles mounted on the aircraft are not decorations. Missiles that can penetrate tank armor can lightly tear up the armor of mutated zombies. Of course, the primary purpose of using them is to find and attack Z-type zombies.

The main force of special combat tactics is naturally directly affiliated with the special combat brigade. Wang Anfu drew more than 300 elite troops to form ten teams, and sneaked into the city from the air and the ground. When he found that the lonely zombies were strangled on the spot. When he found that high-level zombies gathered, he immediately sent a signal to launch an attack, and the airship or helicopter group would encounter difficulties. If he encountered difficulties, the airship would evacuate from the air.

The Intelligence Department sent hundreds of investigators to the city to investigate. In addition to finding Z-shaped zombies, their targets should also find survivors as much as possible. If any discovery is found, the flight troops will cooperate with the special forces to rescue them. In the past month, tens of thousands of survivors have been rescued on the outside of the provincial capital where they originally felt difficult to survive, and the results are eye-catching.

The other troops were not willing to be at a disadvantage and sent their own special operations teams, all with cool names, such as tigers, cheetahs, snow wolfs..... There were a variety of names reported to Wang Anfu. Wang Anfu smiled and waved his pen. Two crooked words appeared on the paper, the Beast King.

The King of Beasts, this is the nickname of the headquarters' special war brigade. A majestic giant beast squatted on the newly designed armband, which was a roaring Viagra, but Viagra was indeed drawn from the mountain city and followed the special war brigade.

For half a month, Fang Jian has been in and out of the provincial capital alone. His purpose is to behead, kill all Z-shaped zombies found, and try to kill high-level mutant zombies to pave the way for the large army to enter the city in the future.

Fang Jian came and went alone like the wind, and the tall buildings were steep and ridges were like flat ground. No one could keep up with his rhythm. He led his followers to become a burden. Although Weizai was not weak, his powerful aura was scared away from all living zombies. How could he beheaded quietly? So he simply let it follow the special forces brigade to crush the corpse group on the periphery.

Fang Jian, who was classified as Class A, had to go to personally to eliminate hidden dangers for the troops entering the city in the future. Of course, he also went to see the colleges and universities he could go to, especially the university where his son was studying. From the situation in the school building, it can be seen that the school was indeed evacuated in an organized manner, which made Fang Jian feel a little relieved.

For most of the time in the past half month, he had been hiding his breath, afraid of scaring away the mutant zombies. In addition to occasionally using brainwaves to detect, Fang Jian, who entered the provincial capital, had another thought. He was worried that Dracula would jump to the provincial capital. After meeting the more evolved Teacher Zhang in Jiangjin City, he became more determined to get Fang Jian's determination to get rid of Dracula. If he let this monster ignore it, he would evolve into a real corpse king that day, just like the female demon in red. God knows how big a disaster it will cause?

He touched the bulging leather pocket hanging around his waist, which contained more than ten blue crystals and dozens of red crystals, all of which were taken out of the heads of high-level zombies. He had no time to delay the rest. Fang Jian looked towards the distant green place covering the sky. There was a historical scenic spot Wuhou Temple, and he had to go there himself.

Fang Jian leaned outward and the man slowly floated down from the wall.

Fang Jian's breath was evaporated under his feet, and his figure traveled through several blocks like a ghost to the front of the Wuhou Temple. Now his breath is more free to use, and the rich breath can appear everywhere in his body according to his thoughts to assist his actions.

Where to find the Prime Minister's Temple? Outside Jinguan City, the cypresses are lush outside Jinguan City. The Wuhou Temple is right in front of you. However, the Wuhou Temple and Fang Jian's current size were very different when they were studying in the provincial capital. It originally covered only a few hundred acres, consisting of Wuhou Temple, Huiling and Han Zhaolie Temple. It is the only temple in Chinese history where the king and his ministers are combined. Although the Wuhou Temple in front of you is dilapidated, it covers an area of ​​infinitely wide. The former government merged Nanjiao Park, Yang Sen's Tomb, and the famous Jinli District to the west, covering an area of ​​up to 150,000 square meters. It's really troublesome! Fang Jian scratched his scalp, pulled out the long sword on his back, and thought to himself: Just keep the Wuhou Temple, and the others will be left to fate.

It is already spring, and the giant cypress reveals fresh tender leaves, and the fragrance of the cypress cannot cover up the rotten smell in the air. When you step on it, in addition to the thick dust, there are also objects that hurt your feet making a broken sound, and the ground is full of broken bones.

Fang Jian slowly approached the gate, deliberately restrained all the pressure, and released the aura of an ordinary person. All the zombies who were still wandering around were bored and raised their heads, followed by a manic howl, and rushed towards Fang Jian frantically, as if Fang Jian was a piece of fat Tang Monk's flesh. Before the zombies could approach, Fang Jian raised his mouth and jumped into the group of corpses.

The sword shadow swayed, Fang Jian pulled out the afterimage and quickly passed through the corpse group. The blade was covered with a light red light, countless remaining limbs, and his dry head was thrown into the air, until Fang Jian punched the last L2's head, and the front of the door was completely quiet.

The people gathered at the front door were small minions such as S2 and L2. Fang Jian did not use his full strength. His goal was to zombies with more than three mutations. The more they killed, the less pressure the soldiers who recovered the provincial capital in the future.

"Three visits often disturb the world's plans, and the monarch and ministers' sacrifices are the same."

Fang Jian gently stroked the dust on the couplet, inserted his long sword into his back, and pushed open the thick and mottled door. A smell of mold hit the face. As two roaring zombies rushed over, Fang Jian raised his hands and two white lights shot out. The zombies fell heavily to the ground, and their heads were shot through two big holes by the crocodile's teeth full of true energy.

Retrieving the long sword was because he was afraid that the sword light would accidentally hurt the cultural relics in the hall. Fang Jian still had no true energy to release, and walked through the hall with the breath of an ordinary person, trying to attract the zombies in the hall to come towards him. His purpose was to have the bright blue light spot in his mind, which was the Z-shaped zombie.

Fang Jian, who was leaning near, twisted their necks with his hands, and shot their heads with his crocodile teeth a little further away. Now Fang Jian can be said to be invincible in close combat. Whenever there is a threat to approach, his body will naturally react. Even so, the jacket on his body was scratched and scratched. Fortunately, the jacket was made of crocodile king's leather and was not even scratched into a pie. However, Fang Jian has been deliberately not using his breath to protect his body. He is really afraid that he will scare away the Z-shaped zombie and it will take a lot of trouble to find it.

After killing several S3s, Fang Jian finally had a short weapon. He chose a S3 claw that he had seen before and held in his hand. Now he was holding the claws in one hand and three teeth in the other. He no longer needed to use both hands to break those dirty necks.
Chapter completed!