Congratulations to the lazy worm for being a father [Zerg]

Huge had an early warning last night, feeling that things were not as simple as they seemed on the surface. Just in case, he contacted Noah and made two preparations. One of them was to send a small group of troops from the South Outpost to cross the Karaen Mountain Road and lay in ambush The team evacuated the path, pretending to be the gray forces in the buffer zone to block possible pursuers.

Now the situation has changed. All the nearby garrisons came to Drigal to resist the beast tide. The mountain road was blocked, and the response plan was forced to be suspended. The team could only start the backup route and leave the country through the eastern Zambi Forest. Noah transferred the northern outpost to respond.

The police channel that Victor monitors is also broadcasting similar information, to the effect that the north of Drigal has been attacked by a wave of mutant beasts and has entered a state of first-level combat readiness. The peripheral garrison is providing rapid support. Residents are requested not to panic, follow the command of the guards, and evacuate in an orderly manner. The police We will do our best to ensure the safety of residents.

Morey stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove eastward at lightning speed. The closer it got to the east exit, the slower it was, and it stopped at the end.

Looking ahead, the whole line is red, the road out of the city seems to be a parking lot, and there are quarrels coming from a distance from time to time.

No matter who you are, the garrison who takes over the exit of the city, once the city is closed, the iron spiked fence will immediately be placed in the middle of the road, and no one will be allowed to pass.

"Tsk, what a quick move." Morey curled his lips regretfully, and looked at Victor, who shook his head, "Let's go."

The little firepower in the car does not have the strength to forcefully break through the checkpoint and face hundreds of garrison troops. Victor thought for a second and decided to hold his hand.

Since they can't get out, it's better to find a safe place and wait for the beast tide to end. Anyway, the military and police are busy dealing with the mutant beasts, and they don't care about such trivial matters as stealing safes.

"It would be nice if the mutated beast attacked later, and seal the city after we run out." Just as Morey was about to turn around, Sugar suddenly said, "We can't wait, we must leave the city immediately!"

"Why?" Victor couldn't help showing surprise when he heard Sugar use such a serious command tone for the first time.

"Pack up your things first." Sugar didn't explain, but asked Morey and Michelle to get ready immediately, as if they were about to face a battle.

Victor believed in Sugar, Michelle knew Sugar, and when Morey saw everyone packed up, he took out the handcup hidden under the driver's seat and put it into his waist.

"Do you still remember the speculation about external forces last night?" Sugar asked while packing his backpack.

Victor paused, and immediately figured out Sugar's intention to get out of the city as soon as possible. He frowned and said, "Are you worried that the foreign forces won't hesitate to be vigilant and attack us directly?"

"What power?" Michelle asked.

Last night, he and Morey went to burn the excitement grass, and knew nothing about the conversation between Sugar and Victor. After Sugar told a brief story, Morey listened, and said: "The timing of the appearance of foreign forces is indeed coincidental, but the beast tide is currently It's too late to escape, so he still has time to make trouble for us?"

But Huge shook his head, and said in a heavy tone, "It's not that we've done something to us, but it's already done."

"I suspect that Nanguo and Mutant Beast have reached some kind of cooperative relationship through an unknown method. The tide of Mutant Beast is the buyer of excited grass, that is, another 'foreign force' that Nanguo uses to deal with us. The whole Drigal is a trap, understand? If we don't leave, we will face a double roundup of mutant beasts and officials!"

"This..." I don't understand.

Morley's green eyes were slightly dull, and his brain was a little insufficient. Huge's words were too informative and many places were not clear.

What is the basis for suspecting the cooperation between Nanguo and mutant beasts?Why can the southern kingdom drive the tide of mutant beasts to deal with the team?How did Drigal become a trap?Could it be that the South Kingdom knew they were coming by means of witchcraft divination?And the official, the official didn't fight the mutated beast tide, and came to catch the thief, just kidding.

There were many questions, but Sugar didn't have time to explain in detail: "Can the car go?"

"It's blocked." Victor opened the window and looked back. After a delay, there were more than a dozen vehicles behind him. It was difficult to turn around. Many car owners honked their horns frantically. Victor was about to look back when he was dazzled by a flash of blue, "Yes police car."

Sugar's heart tightened suddenly, and he turned his head hastily, only to see three patrol motorcycles shuttle back and forth among the cars like nimble little fish, as if they were here to evacuate the traffic.

However, as the patrol motorcycle approached, a suffocating sense of urgency suddenly emerged, as if an invisible hand stretched out towards the throat, the chill in my heart surged, the back of my neck felt cold, and my body shivered involuntarily .

"No, it's coming for us, run quickly—" Hug didn't have time to elaborate, and opened the car door first to rush out.

Victor frowned but without hesitation, Sugar decisively ordered to abandon the car the moment he opened the door.

"Walk."

Whether or not the patrolmen came for them will be known later. He always kept the purpose of the action in mind, and he had to take the USB drive back no matter what.

Michelle grabbed her pack and followed Sugar.

Before leaving, Morey quickly made a trap. The miniature hand-ray was inserted into the gap in the back seat. evidence.

"The bugs chasing me can go from Huiyao to Orb, how can we not leave some souvenirs."

The miniature hand mines are not lethal. If the patrolmen have nothing to do with the team, they will drive over directly. If they are really coming to the team as Sugar said, Murray can't help showing murderous intent in his eyes.

He was never soft on enemies.

"Huh? They're moving, drive faster." On the back seat of the motorcycle, "Researcher Aipu" noticed that the red dot on the tracker moved, and urged him repeatedly.

"Yes." The patrolman who was ordered to accompany him nodded and said yes, but dismissed it in his heart.

When is it time to have special privileges, the theft of the safe at home can cause a serious wave of mutant beasts?How bored are you to put a tracker in the safe and wait for other bugs to steal it? If you have time to play the game of cops and thieves, wouldn’t it be safer to deposit things in the bank?

These nobles are all out of their minds!

As it gets closer, joy flickers frequently in the eyes of "Aipu", but it is obviously a female insect that releases strange mental fluctuations that cannot be detected by the accompanying patrol, like an invisible big net spreading across the sky, extending in a certain direction, tracking.

got you-

There was a triumphant smile on the face of "Aipu", and it excitedly stretched out its tongue and licked its teeth, like the conditioned reflex of a wild animal salivating when it finds its prey.

It likes to watch its prey dying, and this prey with two escape records not only arouses its interest, but also has a higher degree of physical fitness.

Compared with similar mutant beasts, Zerg with natural spiritual power are more suitable for manipulation. Conquering by force is the means of lower races. Only the fruit of victory watered with wisdom is truly delicious. Just looking at it can't help drooling.

It's so fragrant~ It's worth my effort to lure him to Drigal with euphoria, and then throw out an irresistible bait, so what if the content on the USB will ruin the southern country?What does it have to do with me~

I let you slip away from the beach last time, don't think about it this time!

Weird mental fluctuations slammed at its prey.

"Ugh-"

The invasion of consciousness came suddenly, piercing into the mind like a sharp cone, and Sugar screamed unpreparedly and fell over.

"Hugh!" Victor hugged him anxiously, but Sugar didn't have any injuries on his body. He was helpless and could only hug Huger, whose face was as pale as paper and whose body was constantly trembling, and turned to Michelle for help.

Morey stopped and held his gun as a guard, Michelle rushed forward, focused his energy and penetrated into Sugar's "field", then his face changed suddenly, and he knelt on the ground with a muffled grunt.

"Michelle!" It was definitely not a coincidence that two players had problems in a row. Morey supported him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Big drops of sweat dripped from Michelle's forehead, and he gasped for breath: "He... there is something in his domain... like spiritual intrusion but... but not the male's mental power..."

Michel, who had awakened as a perception attribute for the second time, immediately noticed the subtle difference between this spiritual force and the male insect, but the perception was not aggressive, so he couldn't compete with it, and was repelled instead.

Michelle couldn't help it, and Victor and Morey were females, and they couldn't help it.

The safety of the team and the task forced Victor to resist the urge to go back and solve the source. He took a deep breath, suppressed the violent emotion emerging from his gray eyes, gently swayed his thumbs on Sugar's delicate cheeks, and kissed his sweaty forehead, Voice hoarse: "Hold on, I'll take you away."

No matter what this force is, it is impossible to extend infinitely. The simplest and crude solution is to run. As long as you run out of the coverage area, you can relieve Sugar's pain.

"Let's go." Victor untied his backpack and threw it to Morey, picked up Sugar himself, and galloped along the woods in the suburbs towards the planned evacuation direction.

Victor...

The name of the lover lingered on the tip of his tongue, tender and tender, but Sugar bit his mouth tightly, not daring to open his mouth, for fear of leaking even a single groan.

He felt like he was about to die. His head was like a ball full of steel needles. As time went by, the ball continued to expand, and the sharp needles pierced deeper and deeper. Meaningless lines of light and shadow began to appear in front of his eyes, and his ears could not hear anything.

Consciousness is gradually squeezed out of the body, and the vacated space is filled with unknown things, and the brain nerves are stimulated to be extremely active. Due to the loss of signals, the brain nerves are searched again due to the loss of signals, such as a communicator searching for a signal station, slightly weaker, and identifying with unknown things .

If the recognition is successful, unknown things will dominate the body instead of him.

No, no... the body is mine... the good roommate is mine too... go... get out—

But the "field" without spiritual power is like a park in the middle of the street, open and unobstructed on all sides.

Lacking fortifications to rely on, Sugar can only rely on his personal will to maintain clarity and suppress hallucinations.

During this process, various physiological indicators of the body fluctuated greatly. Slowly, Sugar felt that he fell into the hot magma, and his skin, muscles, and bones all melted.

Victor kept a close eye on Sugar while running. His short chestnut hair stuck to his cheeks strand by strand due to profuse sweating. His usual lazy expression was replaced by pain. His small red apple-like face was pale as paper at this moment. Forbearance muffled.

Not far enough.

"boom--"

A dull explosion came from behind, and the dark night not far away burst into flames, accompanied by screams one after another.

The treacherous mine that was placed on the car to destroy the evidence exploded, and it was less than 3 minutes before they left. It was too late for ordinary passers-by to escape, and they would never move other cars unless...

The corners of Morey's mouth sank slightly, and he had some doubts about Sugar in his heart, but now he has completely dispelled it.

Such an accurate prediction, could this be the result of studying military history?

The green eyes swept towards Sugar again with a little admiration, and happened to meet a pair of black eyes that were faintly opened: "He's awake!"