National Fortune Survival: Do you call this Plants vs. Zombies?

Then the camera turned to look at the city skyline in the distance.

Boom!Just at the entrance of the commentary, there was an explosion.

At the meeting, thick smoke billowed suddenly from the upper floors of a high-rise building, and then the building fell slightly, forming an extremely ingenious composition.

"Shit! GO! GO! GO..."

On the side, the regiment members sitting on the battle jeep cursed angrily and rushed towards the distant city.

Then came the tanks, and pairs of regiments marching on guard.

White Eagles, Southern States.

This is a barren state with strong folk customs, and still retains the tradition of worshiping cowboys. Almost every household of the people carries weapons.

On the vast land, every family lives far away and must communicate with each other by riding and driving.

When the zombie crisis broke out in the central state, people here were still at home, watching TV leisurely.

In a remote house.

"Hehe, a group of weak-boned guys, if zombies appeared here, they would have been dealt with long ago!"

On the sofa, an old white man with beards and a big belly was drinking a soft drink and biting a bite of potato chips.

He watched the live broadcast on TV, the chaotic scene of the cannon fire, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.

These city people!The spirit of the White Eagles has been lost!
Weak, innocent and hypocritical!
It's just a zombie crisis, and it can be messed up like this!
"Oh! I can't believe it."

The old white man shook his head, losing interest in the live broadcast.

beep!beep!Beep...beep!beep!beep...

The satellite phone rang, and he pressed it casually: "Huh?"

"Old man! Do you know about the zombies?" The voice on the other side overflowed with excitement.

"Don't beat around the bush like that group of trash!"

The old white man smiled and cursed angrily.

"Hahaha... You are still the same, bring your guy, I hope you are not bad."

The old white man was taken aback, as if he understood something, and said with a look of shock on his face, "Wait, what do you mean? The militia has been rebuilt?"

The other side was silent for a moment, and then whispered as if keeping secret: "It's Trey, but I heard from some cowboys that Captain Chuan is also here."

"what!"

The old white man stood up from the sofa in shock!

Even that person got involved!Could it be that he finally decided to give it a go and revive the glory of the White Eagles!
He was so excited that he trembled, and immediately, he agreed, and walked to the back room.

Unlock three or four locks on an iron door in the back room, and turn on the lights in the dark secret room.

Click!A whole room, dozens of weapons, various weapons and ammunition appeared in front of me...

11 month 6 day.

The White Eagles, the zombie crisis appeared, the third day.

The counter-offensive against Tren City was in a state of anxiety, with hundreds of thousands of troops advancing from six directions into the city, encircling and suppressing the zombies indiscriminately.

The early progress is rapid, advancing several kilometers per hour in the suburbs.

But after entering the urban area, the environment became extremely complicated, and the number of zombies increased and became more dangerous, which caused heavy losses to the White Eagles team.

What's more, even in the team, members who don't know why are infected began to appear!

Outskirts of the city.

bundle!boom!
With a bang, tank shells blast into the base of a building.

The huge shock wave caused the building to shake, but fortunately it did not cause it to collapse.

In the ruins of the bombardment, a zombie with no arms or legs, with blurred flesh and blood, crawled out crazily!

"FUCK! Why can't these zombies be killed!"

On the tank, a crew member cursed angrily, his face was red, and his eyes were both angry and frightened.

"We can't stay any longer! The environment here is messy! Captain!"

Through the observation point, the captain looked at the zombies rushing up outside, clenched his fists, and finally gave the command: "Quick retreat!"

All the infantry outside were dead, and it was tantamount to death if only one of their tanks was at the forefront.

clack clack...

The tank's tracks reversed and began to retreat.

boom!At this moment, a huge impact came from behind.

The members of the tank swayed for a while, lost their voice due to ringing in their ears, and even the tucker stopped.

The captain was knocked and bled, his brain was swollen, and he still looked outside.

Then, his eyes widened: "How is this possible!"

I saw a spider-like leg and a huge body like a tank, but it was staring at a strange zombie with a slightly metallic gun barrel, and stood behind it impressively.

Then, the gun barrel of that weird zombie started to turn red...

As the battle approached midnight, the team retreated ten kilometers and set up camp for defense.

The field reporters of each regiment were puzzled by this action, and sensitively realized that the situation had changed again, so they hurriedly searched for the team's spokesperson to understand the situation.

"May I ask why your country let the team retreat? Is it because of too much loss!"

"There are rumors that members of the regiment from your country accidentally killed a survivor. May I ask if there is such a thing?"

"As for the annihilation of the vanguard troops in the morning, what do you think of it..."

"..."

Looking at the reporters holding microphones and staring at the camera, the team spokesperson frowned with a gloomy expression.

He pushed everyone away and fled inward.

When I was so annoyed, I finally said: "Zombies are far more dangerous than we expected!"

After speaking, he left without looking back.

A group of reporters was horrified, and then recorded this sentence intact, processed and edited it, and put it on the news channels and official websites of various regiments around the world.

Early the next morning, an image of a strange zombie appeared on the Internet.

It was a funny picture that, if it appeared in peacetime, would only be regarded as a horror P picture - a huge spider zombie with a gun on its head!
It has been announced, and instantly shocked people all over the world.

"Damn it! What the hell is this!"

"Unscientific! Even a zombie shouldn't evolve into this!"

"Brother, are you sure this can be scientific? Well, I even have metaphysics..."

"It's terrible. Fortunately, it only appeared in the White Eagle Group, and it seems that it is blocked in the city of Tren."

"Oh! The idea upstairs is so beautiful. The efficiency of the White Eagles is well known all over the world. If zombies appear in one city, are other cities still far away?"

"When is this, are you still in this civil war?..."

On the Internet, a group of people think that the zombie crisis will be resolved by the White Eagles, but it will be sooner or later, after all, they are a big group.

But another group of people didn't see it that way, because the channel of zombie transmission has not been fully understood, and no one knows how the zombies in the city of Tren from the White Eagles came from.

Since I don't know where it came from, how can I be sure that Tren City is the only place where there are zombies!
For a while, everyone was arguing.

until another day passed...

11 month 8 day.

The White Eagle Group, the eastern, northern, western, and southern states, all sent an emergency notice to Congress, saying that zombies were found in their states!