Quick Pass: Raiders That Man

There are many benefits of becoming a zombie, the best of which is tirelessness.

The two of them didn't sleep all night, but they didn't feel tired at all.

Feng Yun felt a little regretful, "If I knew it earlier, I should have become a zombie earlier, wasting so much time for nothing."

If he already had the physique of a zombie, hey, he wouldn't have to worry about training the next day.

Almost everyone in the refuge stayed up all night last night, for fear of a sudden attack from the zombie wave, and the small wave of zombies last night was regarded as a sign before the zombie wave came.

After waiting all night, everyone was exhausted, but the wave of zombies still did not come.

Everyone didn't know where the general manager would get the news, and they were a little dissatisfied in their hearts.

But at this time, the general was facing two uninvited people, and he clenched the gun hidden in the drawer.

"What are you guys doing here?" The general is still calm, but fine cold sweat is breaking out on his forehead, which shows that he is not as calm as his face now.

Feng Yun shrugged, "Don't be so nervous, sir, we won't hurt you, so it's better not to let the gun in the drawer go off."

General Jiang hesitated for a moment, and actually put both hands on the table and clasped them together, "I trust you for the time being, now tell me, what is the purpose of you coming to me."

Feng Yun nodded in satisfaction, stretched out his hand and brought the chair over, asked Lin Yunsheng to sit down and waited for a while, then raised his hand and walked to the table, propping the table with both hands, leaning over and looking at the general.

His eyes turned red in an instant, always horrified, "Are you a zombie too?"

"Well, that's right, and what I can tell you is that I am the zombie king."

"Zang, Zombie King?"

"I can command other zombies, do you know what that means?"

"What does it mean?"

"It means that we can cooperate to kill all the zombies, of course the zombies in our country, and then rebuild our country."

"But you are a zombie. I would rather believe that the real purpose of this plan is to lure us out of the shelter and eat them, and I don't believe that you will help humans rebuild their homes."

The general will always know the meaning of the phrase "not my race", how could these two zombies be so kind.

"Of course it depends on you whether you believe it or not." Feng Yun spread his hands and explained to the general manager helplessly.

"Do you think there are only zombies left in the world? Zombies need to eat. Without humans, they will eat other zombies. We are the king of zombies. Although we can indeed live to the end, how about we eat all the zombies? still starve to death."

"And if it is human beings who win, they will rebuild their homes, reclaim the fields and plant crops, and most importantly, they will not eat their own kind."

The general remained silent for a long time, and had to admit that what Feng Yun said was somewhat reasonable, but he asked again: "After the human race wins, what about you, don't you still want to eat human beings?"

"We can eat food that fills us up, it just doesn't taste good."

"How can I trust you."

"You don't need to believe me. You just need to know that you need us. Rebuild a new country, General. Do you think you, as General, will become the new leader of the country in the future?"

"The answer is yes, and even if you die of old age, in the history books after the reconstruction of civilization, you will become a great hero praised by everyone. No one will forget you. You will always live in people's hearts. Don't tempt me." person?"

A strange light flashed in the general's eyes, "I...except for General Zhou and General Fang, I have never told anyone that you are zombies."

"Then in order to wish us a happy cooperation, I will give you a big gift first..."

Outside the refuge, a mass of dark zombies could be seen walking towards here from a distance.

Their footsteps were slow, but due to the large number, even the sound of trampling became much more orderly, and the billowing smoke and dust rolled up with their movements, bringing a strong sense of oppression to everyone.

"What, what should we do, we really... can we really fight?"

"Those who can't be beaten, those who can't be beaten, there are too many of them..."

"The tide of zombies and zombies has really come, and the end of our shelter has really come."

At first sight of zombies that were much more numerous than their own, everyone's hearts were already half cold, and the other half was listening to the despondent words of the people around them, and was influenced to lose their desire to fight.

And at this time of panic, there will always be something.

He was standing in the back of a pickup truck, leaning on the handrail, holding a megaphone.

"Everyone, don't panic! We have survived so many ordeals, built our shelter, and survived this cruel end of the world until now."

"Now it is officially at a critical moment for the survival of the nation. As your general, I will stand with you forever. If you want to die in battle, let me be the first to die in battle! I believe that human beings will definitely defeat the zombies, Retake our homeland!"

As he said that, the truck stopped at the front of the entrance of the refuge. The general—this middle-aged man in his 50s had gray temples, and he had the illusion of being in his 60s, but he still stood at the front of the crowd.

Without hesitation, generosity and awe-inspiring, everyone's faces inevitably showed a look of emotion.

That's right, the general didn't give up, and they must never give up. The hard training every day does not make them retreat in a formal battle.

Even if it's not for yourself, you have to fight for the good life of your children and future generations in the future!

"Everyone, let's go!" The general raised his arms, "Bang—" a gunshot sounded, and everyone let out a desperate and final roar.

The general did rush to the forefront as promised, and knocked down a zombie with two shots as if the sword was still alive.

"Bad marksmanship." Feng Yun sat in the driver's seat and shook his head mockingly.

And Lin Yunsheng was sitting in the co-pilot, holding an automatic rifle in his hand, shooting every zombie he aimed at.

"He's already in a trance now, our lord general."

The best lie is the one you have to lie to yourself.

The general will look at the soldiers who have been inspired by him to reinvigorate their fighting spirit, with a look of pride and pride in their eyes.

It was him, he saved these people, and from now on, his image will be linked with bravery and fearlessness.

He is the savior of mankind, as long as he cooperates with these two zombie kings, he can take back all the lost lands.

No, first establish a firm foothold in this place, and then develop on a large scale, he will lead people to rebuild civilization and their homes.

When there are more troops and weapons, they can expand their territories in other directions.

People will remember him as the savior of the last days.