The further he looked, Yin Song became more and more curious about the identities of Liu Tianming and others.

The enlistment time is the same day.

The promotion time is the same day.

Especially the identity list of these people is specially marked with the word "specially compiled".

Special preparation?

Who are they?

As long as you are willing to spend money and pay enough, you can know many secrets in this world.

With the power of the Yin family, plus some other valuable attachments, Yin Song obtained relevant information from Liu Tianming's team from Adjutant Su Hailong. This is not a betrayal, it is just a kind of exchange of interests. The adjutant felt that the identity information of a few warrant officers was not worth making a fuss. In order to rebuild the 3907th Regiment, Yin Song almost wanted to catch him when he saw someone. Instead of angering such a madman, it would be better to go with the flow and meet his small requirements slightly at the right time.

Yin Song understood the meaning of the word "special editing".

That means that this special combat squad does not accept direct jurisdiction of the Northwest Base. They specialize in collecting live samples of various mutant organisms outside for use by the base's chief investigator Sibo.

Yin Song had no interest in things like immune drugs. It was beyond his understanding.

Yin Song felt that he could talk to this special combat team. After all, they were not Su Hailong's direct jurisdiction. Maybe they would obey their orders.

The most important thing is that these people are experienced and powerful——they have been active in the epidemic area since the outbreak of the virus and have been wandering between life and death all day long. Such people are definitely the best team to form a battle group.

Yin Song did not alarm Su Hailong, nor did he talk about Liu Tianming's team to Tian Guangyao, Sibo and others.

This matter must be operated in secret. Otherwise, with Su Hailong's attitude, he would never give in to this combat team.

Yin Song transferred a helicopter from the New Beijing base alone.

Unfortunately, he has never been able to contact Liu Tianming's team. The blizzard prevents the signal from being unobstructed and the plane cannot enter that area.

I can only wait and hope the weather will improve as soon as possible.

...

On the ninth day, the wind stopped.

The sun poked its head out from behind the clouds, and the bright sunlight shone directly on the earth. The thick clouds that covered the sky for more than a week were fading away. It seemed like it was an extremely huge drawing board, with large stains being wiped away by the eraser, revealing the blue clean background at the bottom.

The Champs Elysees property is very high, surrounded by a gentle slope. Continue downward, and there are large areas of farmland covered with snow. You don’t need to climb to the roof. Standing at the window on the second floor, Liu Tianming can see the scenery in the distance through the wall.

The Yellow River stood in front of another window, bathing in the warm sunshine: "This sun makes people feel so comfortable. If you continue like this, you can melt snow in at most two days. At that time, we will be able to leave this ghost place."

Everyone in the team felt the same about his words.

Living here is really not very comfortable.

Although the villagers are all ordinary people, they are murderers and cannibals. Luo Kuan and Liao Qiu were wandering downstairs during this time, they accidentally discovered many human bones. They were eaten very clean, and the bones were almost as white as the snow on the ground.

Liu Tianming nodded: "Yes! I don't like this either. Let's take a look first! If the snow melts tomorrow..."

Suddenly, the second half of his sentence came to an abrupt end.

Outside the window, on the snow in the distance, something appeared, moving towards it.

"There are zombies outside!"

Li Jiexin shouted first. She was very nervous and pointed out the window to give a warning: "It's there. Oh my God! Why are there so many?"

A group of people were appearing from the end of the snowy horizon.

They are ragged and many parts of their body are exposed.

They run on the snowfield like a group of exercise madmen who love winter sports.

These guys evolved higher than before the snow, and ran faster than when Liu Tianming met Cao Xinneng. The ditches on the ground could not pose an obstacle to them. The zombies made meaningless howls, doing hurdles like track and field players. Compared with these agile monsters, the nigger Bolt was a scumbag.

There was no need for Liu Tianming to issue an order, and all the team members in the room knew what they should do. They acted quickly, picked up their weapons, and walked out of the room.

Zheng Xiaoyue waited until the others left the room and left herself and Liu Tianming for the end.

She rushed over without warning, stretched out her fragrant tongue and directly penetrated into Liu Tianming's mouth. Her breathing began to become rapid, and her high-bulging chest became fluctuating.

Zheng Xiaoyue seemed very domineering. She pushed Liu Tianming to the wall without hesitation and pressed him hard against the wall with her extremely elastic body. The thin pullover sweater made her chest look tall and straight. She raised her straight right leg and rubbed against Liu Tianming's buttocks like teasing.

After a half-minute passionate kiss, Zheng Xiaoyue finally let go of Liu Tianming. She gently wiped the liquid from her mouth with her slender fingers and threatened with a smile: "Don't compete with me for food. Otherwise, I'll suck you dry at night!"

The red spots on the back of the zombies are also biological nutrition.

Although very few, it can be eaten.

Of course, they do not have such strong sense of food induction of mutated infected bodies, and they can even be said to be unable to raise interest in cells at all.

...

A girl who looked about eighteen years old rushed towards Qi Yuanchang.

She had no left leg, only bones were left below her knees, and she could not maintain the normal movement posture of human beings. The girl could only use her hands and feet, running around in the snow. Her long hair was messy, and it was obvious that she had dyed her zombies before she became a living zombie. A lot of light golden hair dye fell off, revealing her dark true colors, looking like a lion dog who wanted to please her owner, but she showed her sharp fangs.

This is the first time for Qi Yuanchang to shoot at the target at a distance of two meters. The bullet with a huge impact roared into the girl's body, and the head of the shot dragged her body and immediately leaned back, flew back several meters away in the air, twisting in pain on the white snow.

The Yellow River probably has been held back for a long time. Without using a gun, he rushed into the core of the dense corpse group, shouted loudly, and slapped his fists and smashed the zombies. His attack was swift and powerful, like a human-shaped fighting machine. Although the zombies took advantage of the time to bite his flesh, they would immediately be counterattacked. Soon, spots of blood appeared on the Yellow River. He was stimulated by the faint pain and cold, smashing the heads of one living zombies after another.

Li Jiexin's proficiency in operating guns was faster than she thought. She and Zheng Xiaoyue covered each other and shot in the snow. She shot two shots and changed the place, and never stopped at a fixed position. Although not every bullet could hit the head of a living zombie, it effectively prevented the attack of these monsters and won the opportunity for others to annihilate and kill.

Liu Tianming released the bone blade in his right hand and wandered among the corpse groups. He did not show his own advantage in speed, but just inserted it quietly when his companions might be in crisis to solve the most dangerous zombies.

He found that there are differences in combat power of mutated zombies in different individuals.

These monsters that have been resurrected from the dead are different from humans. The standards of strength and weakness are not simply young or aging. Their physical strength and the transformation results when the virus occupies the host's body have no direct meaning. Taking the human race as an example, the 20-year-old stage is usually the period when the physical energy is most vigorous. The physical development has not yet ended, and the brain has infinite possible imagination space.

The strength of zombies is different from that of humans. Time seems to have no effect on them. From Kunming City, they evolve from zombies to zombies. Their physical strength should be the changes caused by viruses playing a role in it. The power of these mutated creatures is the same as that of humans. Whether the hosts occupied by the virus are elderly, young people, women or children, as long as they eat fast enough and the amount of food they eat is enough, they will quickly grow into extremely powerful, and the data on all aspects of the body completely overwhelm other similar individuals.

Liao Qiu noticed that his sensory organs became more sensitive than in the past. This should be the result of the accelerated secretion of adrenaline. This thing not only stimulates the brain to produce excitement, but also increases the nerve reflex speed. When in the dark nest, Liao Qiu heard others say that drinking a small amount of alcohol will make the brain clear.

Luo Kuan had already shot two magazines empty. He was running and firing, and the bullets sprayed out of the muzzle were fierce and accurate. A large group of zombies were roaring and chasing him. Luo Kuan was running and prevented them from finding the correct attack direction. The bullets that broke through the air kept shooting into the heads of the zombies, splashing blood flowers in the cold air. He always shot at the densest positions of the zombies. Perhaps because of the impact of the explosion ability, Luo Kuan felt that his shooting accuracy was getting more and more accurate. He didn't need a scope at all. As long as he raised the muzzle, a magical sense of the target would be generated in his mind. It seemed that a voice reminded himself in the dark: they were there, and I would guide you to kill all the evil and dirty creatures!

The Yellow River is as powerful as a giant.

He opened his hands and let out a terrifying roar from his mouth. His fingers poked forward like a steel cone and directly inserted into the eye socket of a zombie that was rushing towards him. The bright red blood beads splattered in the air, and the Yellow River broke the neck of the zombie without hesitation. He used the monster that had lost his life as a weapon, swung the corpse in his hand, and waved a circle made of power and speed. The three zombies that had no time to hide were swept over on the spot.
Chapter completed!