The most valuable thing about zombies is their crystal cores. When boxes of crystal cores were placed in front of Li Yuanhong, Li Yuanhong was extremely excited. These boxes of crystal cores meant that many of his subordinates were about to be upgraded. , China's power will increase by a large amount.
However, Li Yuanhong felt a little unsatisfied. These crystal nuclei were all below level 35, and almost none exceeded level 35. After all, level thirty-five is a difficult threshold to cross and requires special evolutionary objects to guide you.
Even so, Li Yuanhong was very happy, so he asked the logistics pipeline next to him responsible for collecting crystal nuclei: "Are all the crystal nuclei here?"
"Reporting to the Commander-in-Chief, all the crystal nuclei for the final battle with the zombies have been collected. However, only a small half of the zombie crystal nuclei scattered in the no-man's land have been collected." Logistics pipeline.
Hearing this, Li Yuanhong frowned, feeling that something was wrong. Logically speaking, the enemy that was finally eliminated should be the most elite, so the enemy's highest commander should also be here. Li Yuanhong never believed that the commander of the zombie army would He has not even reached level 35. If he is not found here, there is only one explanation, that is, the commander ran away.
"Forget it, I just ran away. It's hard to find him now!" Li Yuanhong shook his head helplessly.
And when Li Yuanhong was counting the crystal nuclei, less than fifty kilometers away from the mountain pass entering the Chinese border, a wretched zombie was squatting on the ground, eating a mutated Tibetan antelope that had just died. This zombie is Sharus.
When he encountered the obstruction of the human army, Sharus knew that it might be difficult for him to escape. However, for the sake of his own life, Sharus issued an order to charge as a whole.
Although there are only a million zombies left in the entire corpse group, the ancients said well: "Even if you kill a pig one by one, it will take a long time!" So he sent the remaining corpses to be used as cannon fodder. Sarus ran away without any shame.
In fact, with Sarus's physique at the time, he could not escape from the no man's land at all. However, his storage ring contained many life-saving things, which allowed him to recover some physical strength. With the help of those magical medicines, Sarus Si finally took a detour out of the no-man's land and relied on his skill of pretending to be dead to kill a mutated Tibetan antelope that was looking for a bargain.
In fact, Sharus could run away with a few high-level zombie leaders, but how could anyone let others know that hundreds of millions of zombies would lose face if they said no, so Sharus ran away on his own.
When he came to the mountain pass, he was not far from the Indian base camp. He was defeated on this way. He didn't know the outcome of the other way. He hoped that there would be some results on that way. Otherwise, when the portal opened, what would he have to explain to Lord Orcus? !
Shalus was thinking wildly as he walked, but the other army that he could not forget was not much better.
Although Xinjiang Province does not have the biting cold wind on the plateau, it is located inland and the plateau blocks the humid air from the sea, making the air here extremely dry. Moreover, due to the poor thermal insulation of the sandy soil, the temperature difference between day and night is huge, so from India Zombies coming to such a humid environment are a little uncomfortable.
This is not the biggest problem, but that they were chasing the human army and suddenly disappeared. Looking at the environment that was either next door or in the desert, they had lost their way. What was even more frightening was that the moisture in their bodies had been squeezed dry by the dry air. Now every zombie was covered with Even breathing in the sand will spurt out a few grains of dry sand.
"Sir, we can't move forward like this!"
Just as the zombie army was deep into an unknown desert, an experienced captain suggested to the leading zombie of the team. This leading zombie was Sharus' deputy.
"Oh, do you have any other suggestions?" Deputy Shalus asked in a low-key tone.
"Sir, it hasn't been long since we entered this desert. As long as we go back the way we came and find another way, it won't be long!" the zombie suggested.
After hearing this suggestion, Sarus's assistant did not immediately express his position. He just frowned. In his concept, going back would mean defeat, which was not allowed, but he still He is very wealthy, and following Sharus for so many years is not in vain.
"Sir, don't listen to him swaying the morale of the army. This desert is not a big deal. It just has more sand. As long as we go forward for two more days, we will definitely be able to get out of this desert. It's not like we haven't crossed it before. Crossing the desert.”
At this time, another zombie captain next to him said that he and Assistant Shalus had the same mind, and retreating was absolutely not allowed.
"But sir, we don't know how big this desert is. If we can't get out in another two days, most of the low-level zombies will die of dehydration!"
"Those cannon fodders, what's the big deal at the dead center? The worst thing is to turn around and adjust them from behind. We can't give humans a chance to breathe. If humans are prepared, we may kill and injure more low-level zombies!"
The two zombie captains were arguing endlessly and were about to start fighting.
Deputy Shalus frowned even more deeply now. He was also worried that the desert was too deep and they would not be able to get out as scheduled. The number of casualties will not be small at that time. If the losses are too great, I am afraid that I will not be able to explain it to Lord Sharus. But I was really unwilling to retreat.
Just when he was hesitating, the horizon suddenly darkened in the distance, and a sand wall connecting the sky and the earth began to surge towards the corpses, accompanied by a deafening howling sound, a kind of devastation. Earth-like power.
"No, there's a natural disaster. Evacuate immediately!" Deputy Sharusi no longer cares about his face at this time. The sand wall will definitely wipe them all out, so survival is the first priority.
But when they flew back, it was already too late. This was a desert, and running on sand was definitely not that easy. Due to the obstruction of the sand, the zombies could not run faster than the approaching sandstorm, and soon the sand and dust engulfed the zombie army.
The sandstorm raged, and it took more than three hours for the sandstorm to pass, and the original sandy terrain completely changed. I don’t know how long it took, but finally there was movement in the sand. The buried zombies emerged from the sand one by one. However, not all zombies survived the sand. At least more than half of the zombies were buried too deep. , never emerged from the sand layer again, obviously these zombies were buried under the sand forever.
Deputy Sarus shook the sand off his body. What he saw in front of him made him a little dumbfounded. It was not the number of dead zombies, but the terrain in front of him that had completely changed. He could not tell which side was which. , and the sandstorm just now completely destroyed his confidence, so Deputy Shalus prepared to withdraw his troops.
But he was disoriented, which direction he should go, so he chose to go in the opposite direction of the sun, but it soon became dark, causing him to lose the sun as a sign of direction. There was no way, Deputy Sharus didn't know how to look at the stars. To identify directions, in fact, if he can understand a little about the functions of the Big Dipper and Polaris, he will not lose his way, and he will also know that he is going in the wrong direction.
You know, it was morning when he was buried, but after more than three hours, the sun turned to the west. At this time, he still thought that turning away from the sun meant walking back, which would only lead him deeper and deeper into the hinterland of the desert.
The desert at night is extremely cold. There is a saying in Xinjiang Province: wear cotton in the morning, wear gauze in the afternoon, and eat watermelon holding a brazier in the evening.
This describes the unpredictable temperatures in desert areas. Zombies don’t have as many clothes as humans. When it gets cold, they can only carry it. Of course, zombies’ physiques are much better than humans, but no matter how strong their physiques are, they can’t withstand it for a long time. Natural destruction, when the team reached the third night, a large number of deaths finally began to appear in the team.
"Sir, we can't keep going like this. If we keep going like this, we will all die here." The zombie captain, who had been opposed to moving forward, found Deputy Shalus again and was about to persuade him.
"Didn't I already..." Shalus pointed at the rising sun that was almost at its zenith, and wanted to say, "Aren't we already walking back?" But as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized a problem, his The team was going east instead of west, which meant that he was going in the wrong direction. How could he admit such a low-level mistake of admitting the wrong direction? So Deputy Sarus didn't know how to continue talking.
At this moment, a noisy voice suddenly came to mind in the distance: "Water, there is water!"
"Oasis, such a big oasis!"
The noise caused a commotion among the corpses. Deputy Shalus, who didn't know what to say, quickly took the opportunity to turn towards the noise and asked a subordinate messenger: "What happened?"
The messenger shook his head blankly.
"Trash!" Deputy Shalus gave the messenger a hard shove, and the soldier fell directly to the sand. Fortunately, the sand was relatively soft, so the messenger was not injured. Otherwise, his bones and tendons would have been broken in the blow just now. This was also Deputy Shalus, who completely vented the anger in his chest on this messenger.
"Come on, let's go and take a look!" Deputy Sarus just faintly heard the word "water". His throat is now dry and hoarse, and even the skin on his body is beginning to burst. His desire for water is definitely no more than that of any zombie. Difference.
So the leader of a group of zombies pushed through the corpses and came to the place where the noise was coming.
When they came to the front of the team, they saw an oasis and a large lake vaguely visible on the horizon. In the oasis woods, there were many animals playing faintly. It was a scene full of life, and the desert seemed It stopped abruptly wherever they reached, that is to say, as long as they walked there, they walked out of the desert.
After seeing the oasis, many zombies have already started running towards the oasis that can save their lives, completely ignoring the orders of the team captains behind them. Although the zombies have slow brains, their desire for survival is no weaker than that of other creatures. .