National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 567
Control room outside.

Seeing that the blood group was so easily dismissed by Fang Heng, Zhao Dongyang was so shocked that he was speechless.

He thought of ten thousand ways that Fang Heng might use to lure away the blood race group, but he never thought that there would be such a way!

He really wanted to ask the federation if he was sure that Fang Heng was not an undercover agent sent by the blood clan to the federation?

Zhong Lei has a relatively high antibody to these weird things, he quickly accepted this setting, and pushed Zhao Dongyang, "Don't dawdle, act now!"

Only then did Zhao Dongyang come to his senses.

According to the original plan, after Fang Heng lures the blood group away, he will enter the control room, install a magic circle on the ceiling inside the control room to weaken the blood group, and Zhong Lei and Cheng Ya will go separately Several special spots to plant bombs.

After that, they will detonate explosives to blow up some passages, hindering the blood race's ability to support the main control room.

Zhao Dongyang thought that driving away the blood group outside the power control room was the most obvious point among the many unreasonable items in the plan, but he didn't expect it to be so simple and easy to achieve.

His mind was still a little confused, and he walked to the door of the electric control room in a daze under Zhong Lei's urging.

He stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the electric control room.

"Chichichi!!!"

Zhao Dongyang's pupils suddenly tightened, and his complexion instantly became extremely pale.

Zombies!
The entire power control room is filled with a large number of zombie groups.

Almost instantly, a group of lickers surrounded him in the center, and the two lickers even stood upright, almost sticking to his face.

Zhao Dongyang could even feel the breath from the licker on his face.

Zhao Dongyang's heart was beating wildly.

He saw Fang Heng standing in the middle of the group of zombies.

"Fang, Fang Heng..."

Zhao Dongyang had heard people say that Fang Heng had the ability to control the group of zombies, but seeing this scene with his own eyes still made him tremble with fear from the bottom of his heart.

"Chichichi..."

The group of lickers didn't have any interest in Zhao Dongyang, so they dispersed quickly.

"Don't stand there in a daze, hurry up."

Fang Heng was holding a tool wrench in his hand at this time, and he greeted Zhao Dongyang: "Close the door first."

"okay……"

Because of the fright he received before, Zhao Dongyang's body was still a little stiff. He agreed, forced himself to calm down, and closed the door of the room behind him.

"We don't have much time, so set up the magic circle as soon as possible."

"Ah."

After the previous two incidents, Zhao Dongyang was now completely convinced by Fang Heng. He looked up at the ceiling of the electric control room, and prepared to set up a magic circle on the ceiling for the blood race.

Fang Heng took out a wrench and prepared to remove the battery pack.

I was lucky just now, relying on the blood clan spirit battle to fool a wave of low IQ blood clans, buying a lot of time for their plans.

But there is a high probability that there is more than one blood marquis in the shelter, and his false identity will be exposed soon.

It probably won't be possible to trick all the vampires in the sanctuary to the fifth district.

So go ahead with the original plan.

Fang Heng thought about it, and deliberately waited for more than five minutes, reckoning that the vampires had run farther away, and then cut off the power to the main control room.

"Card……"

With a soft bang, the power supply stopped, and the entire shelter went dark.

Fang Heng glanced at Zhao Dongyang.

Zhao Dongyang immediately felt the pressure, nodded and said: "It still takes a little time. I will hurry up. The seal can control multiple layers. The more layers, the better the effect. The first layer will take 5 minutes."

"Ah."

Fang Heng nodded, leaving Licker in the room, and pushed the door to leave the main control room.

Zhong Lei and Cheng Ya had already started to act as soon as the blood races left. Taking advantage of the time when the blood races left, they placed some explosives at the two entrances, and then hurried back.

"Fang Heng, the remote control explosives have been prepared and can be detonated at any time to stop the blood clan's backup."

"it is good."

Fang Heng narrowed his eyes slightly.

Then the real battle begins.

Completely clear the blood race in the entire shelter, and kill them all here!
……

The branch shelter has a large space tearing device connected to the fifth area, and the blood race has been taking high-level protective measures for it since it occupied the shelter.

Originally, including Atina, a total of five blood marquises guarded together, with Atina as the leader.

Later, with Mombo's death, and Atina and another blood marquis left the space-time passage to the fifth district for support, only the last two blood marquises were left guarding the entire branch shelter.

Boonie and Booker.

The two brothers have always had little interest in power and have a very violent temper. This time they accepted the order of the elders' house and reluctantly came to the seventh district to assist.

At this time, they were resting upside down on the ceiling of the fifth basement floor of the shelter.

As the lights in the entire shelter dimmed suddenly, the entire transmission channel was instantly closed.

The vampires in the sanctuary sensed that there might be a problem.

Brothers Booney and Booker, however, remain dormant.

With no one in charge of the overall situation, Almos, a high-ranking vampire, could only arrange for the vampires to conduct initial investigations, and led a team to the power control area to find the cause of the power outage.

Basement master electrical area.

Fang Heng stood on the side of the passage and had been waiting for 5 minutes.

He didn't wait until the blood race came over.

strangeness.

Why is the blood race so pulled?
Just as he was muttering, a team of blood races in front finally rushed towards the main control room.

Almos saw Fang Heng standing at the corner with a vigilant expression on his face, "Who are you?"

Fang Heng saw that the opponent was only a high-ranking blood clan, so he flicked his wrist and showed the blood clan spirit stick in his hand.

"Lord Marquis!"

After Almos saw the spirit battle, he half-kneeled on the ground together with other blood races.

Fang Heng felt more and more that something was wrong.

It's okay if the blood race's reaction is slow, why is it that only a high-level blood race is leading the team to check?
Thinking about it, Fang Heng manipulated the group of zombies who had been hiding behind the corner to retreat temporarily, and asked, "It came so slowly, what should we do if the enemy invades?"

Almos immediately bowed his head and admitted his mistake, "I'm sorry! My lord!"

"Hmph!" Fang Heng snorted contemptuously, "Who is in charge of the shelter now?"

"The person in charge is the Marquis Atina. The fifth district has encountered some troubles. She has just brought two teams to the fifth district for support. Now the shelter is under the charge of the two Marquis Booni and Booker."

There are only two marquises guarding the entire sanctuary?

Fang Heng felt that this wave was more stable.

"What about them?"

"The two adults are still on the fifth floor underground, sleeping."

sleep?Good guy, he was beaten into the house, and the other party is still sleeping?
This heart is too big, right?

He has been fighting wits with the air for a long time?

Fang Heng was a little regretful. He knew that the blood race was so weak. He had previously pretended to be the blood race marquis and issued an order to deceive all the blood races in the shelter to the fifth district!
It is not too late to know this matter now, and it can be remedied.

(End of this chapter)