In the huge green marching tent, the leaders of the major bases gathered together and were reviewing strategic strategies around a map of the foggy city. Gong Lixin sat in the main seat with a blank expression on his face, his eyelids were slightly closed, as if he was listening carefully, but also seemed to be in a trance.
In this battle, the others were responsible for fighting the zombie tide and trying to delay the time. He was responsible for going deep into the zombie hinterland to find the zombie queen and kill it with one blow. This is a special battle between the whole department and one person. The pressure that Gong Lixin has to bear is unimaginable for ordinary people.
However, these days, the young man worked and rested as usual, never showing the slightest timidity or anxiety. Infected by him, everyone who was uneasy gradually calmed down and carried out preparations for war in an orderly manner. Every time they saw Gong Shao with a slight smile on his face, they felt very at ease. Invisibly, the influence of the word Gong Shao has gone beyond the scope of Ning Cheng and spread to the whole C country.
"Okay, let's start checking the watch. It's 7:36 in the morning. Half an hour later, that is, 6:00 past 8:00, the battle will officially begin." Song Haoran looked down at the watch and said in a deep voice.
Everyone agreed and adjusted the watches on their wrists.
Seeing that everyone was getting ready, Song Haoran waved them to their positions. When everyone exited the camp, he pulled his beloved young man into his arms and hugged him tightly, telling him in a low voice, "Come back quickly if you can't find the Zombie King. I will organize everyone to evacuate quickly. If we fail once, we can attack the second one." The second time, the third time, a small foggy city will be conquered one day. You must not force yourself, you know?"
"Understood." His chin was on Song Haoran's shoulder, and his deep, deep, loving and restless voice was next to his ears. Gong Lixin felt slightly astringent, and rubbed his cheek against his neck, Nuonuo agreed.
"I promised, but I must do it!" Song Haoran sighed, lovingly kissing his soft hair top. Although he knew that the young man was very strong, he was still suffering in his heart. Many times he wanted to stop this war but forcibly suppressed this selfish thought.
If something happened to Li Xin, he would also die on this land. No matter whether it's going to Jiuxiao or Huangquan, he will never leave Li Xin alone.
Thinking of this, his heart throbbed, and he pressed the young man harder on his chest. The two embraced silently, Lin Wenbo lifted the curtain and came in, he immediately joined in, hugged the young man from behind, and kissed his delicate white neck.
"Come back immediately if you can't find the Zombie King or if the situation changes. Don't force yourself, understand?" Lin Wenbo whispered along his neck all the way to the ear.
Brother Lin and Brother Song have become more and more in harmony with each other, even speaking in exactly the same way. Gong Lixin gave a low laugh, nodded in agreement, and finally asked, "Where is the thing I want?"
Lin Wenbo let go of the young man, took out a cloth bag from his coat pocket, spread it out and handed it to him, and asked, "Is that so?" These were six golden needles about three inches long, which he described according to the young man. Condensed out.
"That's right." Twirling a golden needle to check, Gong Lixin nodded.
"What do you want it for?" Lin Wenbo frowned, his tone extremely disturbed.
"In case of emergencies. Don't worry, I have a measure." Gong Lixin put the six gold needles into his bosom without explaining in detail, and put them away properly.
Lin Wenbo and Song Haoran wanted to ask again, but the time agreed in advance for the start of the war had arrived. When they heard the bell, their faces froze, and they immediately opened the curtain and walked towards the fort.
"Major General, everything is ready, please issue an order." A soldier in camouflage uniform saw him coming. Immediately stood up straight and saluted, shouting loudly. Rows of artillery raised their heads high, aiming at the foggy city not far away.
Song Haoran raised his hand, counting silently in his heart, and shouted loudly when the last number fell, "Fire!"
The rumbling sound of the artillery pierced the sky, and the artillery shells rushed towards the foggy city with a destructive force. Orange-red flames and black smoke columns soared into the sky, like giant dragons, raging in the foggy city. The towering skyscrapers fell one after another, and you don't need to look closely, just imagine the tragic situation in the foggy city.
Groups of zombies were crushed into flesh by the collapsed buildings, and some zombies directly hit the shells and turned into fly ash in an instant. However, the advantage of zombies lies in their huge group and their powerful bodies that are not afraid of injuries. Although the casualties were serious, many zombies managed to escape from the city center, avoiding the fate of becoming cannon fodder.
Just after they ran out of the fog city and entered the suburban plains, they stepped into the minefield set up by humans in advance. Landmines detonated one after another, blowing them into the sky. The dense group of zombies fell down again in an instant.
Before breaking through the minefield, the humans ambushing in the trenches and fortresses began to shoot intensively with machine guns, not giving the group of zombies a chance to breathe.
In less than 20 minutes after launching the attack, 70% to 80% of the zombies in Wucheng were killed or injured. Since the remaining zombies can withstand the damage of artillery fire and stray bullets, their levels are naturally very high, and they are still alive and kicking. , it can be seen that the Zombie King was also lucky to escape.
Seeing a large group of advanced zombies attacking, the soldiers in the trench retreated immediately, leaving the battlefield to the supernatural beings. The trenches were dug extremely deep, criss-crossing the plain like spider webs, zombies jumped into the trenches and climbed out again, approaching these hateful humans constantly. But their way of advancing is obviously very strenuous, and they couldn't move very far after tossing for a long time.
In the surrounding fortress that was encircling the trenches, the supernatural beings had already gathered, preparing their ultimate move and preparing to greet them.
Colorful supernatural skills bloomed on the plain, followed by fierce counterattacks from zombies. This war has only officially started at this moment.
Seeing that the time was ripe, Gong Lixin jumped into the group of zombies with a light tap of his toes, while avoiding the dense attacks of abilities, while looking for the figure of the Zombie King. He comes and goes like a flash of lightning, and often moves quickly before the zombies can see his figure clearly, looking for and harvesting the heads of the zombies all the way, bloody everywhere he passes.
The supernatural being standing on the fortress saw Gong Shao who was free to come and go in the crowd of zombies, and he was rampant. The fighting spirit in his heart was even higher, and he beat the crowd of zombies fiercely. Originally, they were afraid of accidentally hurting Young Master Gong, so they subconsciously held back. Seeing that they couldn't hurt a single hair of Young Master Gong, they let go of their hands and feet.
The hordes of zombies that had been gradually approaching were repelled again, and the balance of victory began to tip to the human side. The group of corpses also seemed to sense the change in the situation, and began to become anxious. Walking among a group of zombies who were on the verge of going berserk, Gong Lixin was not affected at all by the coercion they radiated, and continued to search with his eyes fixed.
The body is only the size of a baby, and even if the head is huge, it is difficult to find it hiding among the densely packed corpses. Fortunately, Gong Lixin has excellent eyesight, and it didn't take long to spot it.
Squinting his eyes, Gong Lixin raised his hand and waved a palm. The palm wind was extremely swift and fierce, full of killing intent, but it was this trace of killing intent that leaked the secret, making the fifth-level high-level fire-type zombie next to the Zombie King aware of the danger, and released a scorching fireball to cover it.
The palm wind collided with the fireball and exploded in mid-air. The Zombie King was frightened, and with a shrill scream, he quickly hid in the crowd of corpses. Gong Lixin didn't give it a chance to escape, chasing its small figure was bombarded with palm winds one after another.
The fifth-level high-level fire-type zombies quickly caught up with the protection. Fire and wind were intertwined, mutually reinforcing and eliminating each other. The blasting hot air waves were more lethal than artillery fire. The affected zombies fell down one after another, some died on the spot, and some were seriously injured and couldn't stand up again. Even the zombie king surrounded by corpses was accidentally burned to the back of his head by a fireball. There was a big bloody gash in the scalp, and black poisonous blood spilled all over the ground.
The Zombie King is delicate and has never suffered such injuries since birth. It squeaked and screamed, and its baby-like cry was full of hatred. Gong Lixin squinted his eyes and hooked his lips, and easily brushed away the fireball from the fire-type zombie, and slapped the fire-type zombie on the forehead with a Bing Xin palm. The fire zombie screamed and flew backwards, its body covered with thick ice crystals, and when it fell to the ground, it immediately shattered into a pile of black and red powder.
The main general died, and the surrounding zombies froze for a few seconds, and the siege of the young man stagnated slightly. Grasping these few seconds, Gong Lixin put his five fingers together to form a knife, and stabbed towards the zombie emperor's huge head. The black and white pupils of the Zombie King suddenly turned into two black holes, avoiding this killing move like lightning, and he did not see the weakness before. It went berserk.
It quickly ran up to the back of the head of a wind-type zombie next to it. Its thin limbs hugged the opponent's neck tightly, and its ribs spread out, like a helmet buckled on the opponent's head, and it became one with the opponent.
Gong Lixin's eyes widened in astonishment, and he slapped his palm quickly, but he didn't expect that the wind-type zombies who were entangled by it suddenly surged in momentum, and a strong wind blew up around him, swallowing his palm wind.
Gong Lixin managed to stabilize his figure with a heavy weight drop, but the zombies around him suddenly fell to the ground and died on the spot. More and more zombies died, and the surrounding area within 500 meters became a restricted area for zombies. And Gong Lixin could clearly feel that the internal force in his dantian was being drawn by an invisible aura, gushing out from the main points of his body and then gathering towards the wind-type zombie entrenched by the Zombie King.
Fortunately, human beings gathered in the fortress one mile away to fight against the zombies, otherwise, they would not be spared, because the supernatural powers in their bodies are not controlled by Dantian, and they would be easily sucked away by the zombie king for their own .
Gong Lixin was afraid for a while, and quickly stabilized his mind, and pressed the lost internal energy to his dantian again. The whirlwind around the wind-type zombie is getting stronger and stronger, and the terrifying coercion spreads in the air, making it hard to breathe.
The zombies and humans five hundred meters away stopped fighting and looked towards the black hole-like whirlwind.
"Not good, the situation has changed! Li Xin, come back quickly!" Lin Wenbo and Song Haoran ran down the fortress, towards the center of the whirlwind.
"You can only die if you go, not only will you not be able to save Li Xin, but you will also drag him down! Calm down!" He Jin quickly grabbed Song Haoran, pressed him to the ground and scolded him angrily. On the other side, Dou Heng also subdued Lin Wenbo, pinched his jaw to force him to look at the young man, and said coldly, "See clearly, he is still standing! Don't let him be distracted, or I will be the first to kill you !"
The two became quiet, and the eyes that were almost filled with red and gold gradually regained their clarity.
Jin Shangyu couldn't stop Jin Shanghui, and released several powerful blessings in succession to knock him unconscious in his mania.
The mutation of the wind-type zombies was still going on, and everyone's hearts were raised in their throats, especially Gong Xiangyi. She didn't expect that the Zombie King had the ability to devour him. If something happened to her younger brother, she would definitely become a sinner through the ages, and she would never be able to forgive herself in this life!