Even if you wear fast female accessories, you should also be brave enough to look bad

Mutated zombies are divided into levels. Low-level zombies have no thoughts and only have a primitive desire to eat. Medium-level zombies have thoughts but not many. Such zombies have a certain leadership position.

Higher-level zombies are different. They have independent thoughts and can even control their desire to eat. They have stronger suppression power than zombies of lower levels. People generally call zombies of this level zombie kings.

Currently, there is only one highest-level zombie king found in the world, but only a few people have seen it.

This small number of people includes the heroine and some more authoritative people.

The zombie wave that attacked the escort this time was led by a few medium-sized zombies, and the size was no less than a small company.

Yun Qian and the others had just finished clearing the zombie swarm in an entire area. Now everyone was in a state of exhaustion, and everyone's powers were severely overdrawn. It would be impossible to deal with the zombie wave now.

The people with medical powers in the team cheered up and recharged the health of those in the front row. Yun Qian felt the fatigue on his body gradually lessening.

Lu Qiao turned from the co-pilot of the combat vehicle to check the status of the front row personnel. "Those who can't fight will come to the combat vehicle to assist in command. Those who can fight will be prepared to follow me."

He looked at Yun Qian, who was looking out the window in trance, "Xiao Qian, are you okay?"

Yun Qian was stunned for a moment by this intimate address. She turned around and said concisely: "Can fight."

They parked the combat vehicle in a place covered by houses. The drone that was monitoring the situation in real time took off from the skylight of the combat vehicle. Yun Qian put on the magazine again and got out of the vehicle.

Almost everyone's black combat uniforms were stained with blood, including their own and those of zombies.

Yun Qian got out of the car and observed the surrounding environment while waiting for others.

The high-rise buildings were no longer as glorious as before. Glass fragments fell all over the floor. Human corpses could be seen on the ground not far away. Some corpses were highly decomposed and emitted a strong stench.

Abandoned and dilapidated vehicles are parked on the road. The urban greening has also declined, the trees are bent, and the entire city has lost its vitality.

This scene paired with the gray sky really looks like a world before the end of the world.

The surviving people all went to the new city built by the government. The new city was protected by a huge barrier and guarded by superpowers, becoming the only shelter in the apocalypse.

Yun Qian exhaled a heavy breath and turned around to see the escort team ready to go. Many people were chatting and saying hello to her.

The Superpower Guards will not recruit ordinary superpowers into the team. They value not only superpowers, but also personal psychological quality and comprehensive abilities.

If a person with supernatural powers is afraid of zombies when he sees them, such a person does not have the fighting qualities.

There were seven superpowers in charge of rushing in the front row. Lu Qiao asked everyone to gather around to discuss the next tactics.

"There may be some remaining zombies in the surrounding buildings. Everyone should be careful and try to control the zombies in this area and ensure that our combat vehicles are not approached by zombies."

Everyone answered in unison: "Understood."

Lu Qiao made a starting gesture, and everyone spread out in an encircling formation. The six people, including Lu Qiao, walked in front, leaving a certain distance between them. Yun Qian fell behind to observe the surrounding situation and activated his special ability to slow down the zombies at the right time. action.

They were getting closer and closer to the zombie wave, and Yun Qian could already hear the overwhelming roar of the zombie wave.

Yun Qian blinked and raised his hands by his sides, palms facing down, as wisps of red light mist invaded the ground from his palms.

The group of zombies that originally rushed in quickly were hindered by unknown obstacles, and their speed slowed down visibly.

If you look carefully, you can see that the red light mist has spread to the zombie's body like a virus.

Lu Qiao's eyes flashed, "Action."

The six team members in front instantly released their powers. Yun Qian saw various electric lights and fox fires colliding with each other, exploding in the air with extremely dazzling electric sparks and heading straight towards the zombie wave.

Yun Qian controlled the movements of the zombie tide, keeping an eye on all directions, and immediately killed the lone zombies that rushed out from other places with one blow.

The team members have already rushed into the pile of zombies, and zombie limbs fly out from time to time.

Using the medical power for a long time made Yun Qian a little powerless, and the fatigue that had just been suppressed by the medical power returned exponentially.

She gritted her teeth and persisted, her trembling fingertips revealing her master's weakness.

Yun Qian was about to squeeze out the last bit of strength to completely restrain the zombies' movements, when suddenly, she caught a glimpse of something from the corner of her eye.

Just for a moment, a shadow flashed by the window, like a human figure, only appeared for a second, and then disappeared into the dark second floor of the building.

Yun Qian didn't have time to think about it, but the zombie group not far away suddenly became quiet, no longer making harsh roars, and no longer had the intention to attack people.

The team members stuck in the pile of zombies suddenly stopped in the middle of using their powers and looked at each other in surprise.

Lu Qiao threw out a zombie he was holding and quickly made a judgment on the current situation.

"Get out first, don't stay among them."

Because I couldn't figure out the current situation of the zombies and why they suddenly settled down, I chose to exit first to ensure my own safety.

Yun Qian's hand relaxed and he knelt down on the ground as if without strength. His fingers accidentally touched a corpse on the ground.

Yun Qian: "..."

Sin, sin, she didn't mean it, please don't come to her at night.

Lu Qiao came over first and squatted down to ask about Yun Qian's situation: "How's it going? You go back to the combat vehicle first and leave the rest to us."

Yun Qian pulled her lips and smiled weakly, "It's okay, I'll just take a rest."

Lu Qiao might have wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Yun Qian: "Let's take a look at the situation of those zombies first."

The zombies were quiet for a few minutes, then turned around and walked in the direction they came from, just like that.

Lu Qiao: "?"

Yun Qian: "??"

Other team members: "???"

Yun Qian narrowed his eyes and looked at the backs of the zombies. Even the few medium-sized zombies that led the zombies over followed them in despair.

She seemed to see an emotion similar to fear on the faces of the zombies.

Yun Qian was even more confused.

The technician's voice came from the Bluetooth communicator in his ear: "Captain, the map shows that the zombie group has retreated, and it is retreating on a large scale. How did you do it? It's amazing."

Lu Qiao: "..."

He also wanted to know how it was done.

However, this result was good, as it eliminated the need for another battle. Lu Qiao put the dagger back into the tactical belt around his waist.

"Retreat, prepare to go back."

Lu Qiao helped Yun Qian, who was resting on the ground, up. After making sure that he was standing firmly, he took long strides and walked in front, followed by other team members.

Yun Qian walked at the back. She walked very slowly, and when she turned a corner, she forgot to glance at the window on the second floor of the building.

Empty, nothing.

Yun Qian felt that he was too tired and had some hallucinations.

The entire seven people in the front row of the escort disappeared around the corner, and at some point a person appeared by the window on the second floor of the building.

The man was sitting cross-legged on a clean, abandoned desk, holding his chin in one hand, and had a dog's tail grass stuck somewhere on his head.

From a distance, it looks like a dull fur, and it moves around with its owner's head.