The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

"Ghouls are notoriously picky on the battlefield and do not participate in any wars, but they have a certain ability to predict danger and the strong, and they will collect some information for the side with a higher chance of winning."

Cen Jin said: "They are squatting here now, one is preparing for dinner, and the other is collecting intelligence."

Xindong: "This shows that they know which side is taking the initiative to start the war. We only need to catch one and torture it to get the enemy's intelligence in turn."

Cen Jin: "Yes."

Xindong was gearing up, excited: "I'll pretend to be a dead body at the intersection, and lure a ghoul over, and you take the opportunity to catch it."

Cen Jin: "It's not necessary, just kill them all and leave one alive for torture."

Xindong was stunned, a little puzzled why Huang Mao's attitude towards Wei Wei suddenly became so cruel. Although the description was not accurate, he did feel that Huang Mao clearly rewarded and punished Wei Wei.

"why?"

"Ghouls are cold-blooded, cruel, cunning and vicious. The simple analogy is the jackal hyena in the animal world. Even if you kindly rescued a ghoul the day before, it can kill your whole family with its clansmen the next day and lie down on you. Feast on your body."

"White-eyed wolf in the weird world? It sounds scarier than blood-sucking insects." Hearing the creaking sound coming from under the street lamp, Xindong turned around in panic, "Can we kill so many ghouls?"

Cen Jin held a sharp utility knife between his fingers, and his expressionless face was reflected on the gleaming silver blade: "As long as you block the entrance of the sewer to prevent them from escaping into the ground, that's fine."

Xindong: "..." I almost forgot Huangmao's terrible fighting power. "Then, shall I block the sewer?"

"En." Cen Jin didn't respond.

Xindong crawled towards the sewer at the intersection, and found that the manhole cover had been pried off and thrown on the side of the road, so he dragged it back with all his strength, and at the same time kept an eye on the ghouls of the street lamps, until he realized that the sound of the mouse squeaking disappeared It was only when he realized that something was wrong, he couldn't help turning his head to look in the direction of the streetlight with his neck stiff.

Pairs of red and inhuman eyes were revealed in the darkness. The body was the size of a suckling pig and the bristly bristles were like a wild boar. The head of a pig and the tail of a mouse, the mouth full of fangs left strings of disgusting saliva, and it was staring greedily at this moment. Xindong.

Xindong took a deep breath, jumped down into the sewer with a groan, put the manhole cover on, and yelled, "Student Huang, help!!"

The fierce gnawing was close at hand, and the sound of the iron manhole cover being crushed came from above his head. When Xindong was about to be unable to hold on, there was a sudden silence above his head, followed by stinky blood dripping down the ground.

After a while, the manhole cover was knocked, and Huangmao's voice came: "Come out, everything is cleaned up."

Xindong just crawled out, and saw that Huang Mao was pulling out the utility knife on the ghoul, and the collection was quickly completed. Not far away, there was a ghoul with its limbs nailed to it, which was screaming at the moment, unable to earn a living. take off.

Huang Mao raised his eyelids and said, "I don't understand mouse language, so I don't know what it says."

Xindong: "Sister Ning understands."

Huang Mao wrapped the utility knife in a piece of cloth, held it in his palm and said, "Then take it back."

Xindong ran to pick up the ghoul. This weird limb was severed and was extremely fierce, trying to attack him many times.

Cen Jin and Xin Dongchang entered the community without hindrance, stood in the middle of the garden and looked around, and finally chose the middle community, because Xindong said that Ning Jie and her daughter's home was on a certain floor of this community.

Xindong: "However, there are corridors between the three community buildings that can communicate with each other, so you can find Sister Ning in any building you enter."

"uncertain."

The two came to the door of the locked building. Cen Jin turned to look at the other two buildings, pointed to the building on the right and said, "Did you see the light in the room on the tenth floor?"

Xindong: "Is there a problem?"

Cen Jin: "When we came here, the three buildings in the community were not lit, and the lights especially attract certain things wandering in the city in the dark. In order to avoid unnecessary troubles and protect the surviving humans, the most labor-saving way Just turn off the lights at night.

But as I was killing the ghouls, the lights in the upper room suddenly came on, and it was hard not to suspect their intentions.

The whole building on the left is lit, but the lights are dim. At first glance, it seems that the lights are not turned on, but comparing with the building in the middle, you can see the difference.Also, it also suddenly turned on the light when I was killing the ghouls, and it was also on the tenth floor. There was a figure staring at us all the time. "

Xindong was horrified. After careful observation, he really found what Cen Jin said.

"Why does this happen?"

"do not know."

Cen Jin took out a wire that he brought from the studio just now, and easily pried open the locked iron door. Seeing this, Xindong was quite worried that the iron door was not strong enough, and would he be taken advantage of the opportunity to sneak in something weird that would endanger the people inside. resident.

"This iron gate is connected to a power grid."

When Xindong heard this, he quickly let go.

Cen Jin came to the window of the security room, took a look inside, then walked towards the monitoring head, waved his hand in greeting, and then stood still.

Xindong gradually got used to Cen Jin's behavior style, knowing that he must have a reason for doing so, so he asked without shame, "Are you saying hello to Sister Ning?"

Cen Jin nodded.

Xindong was thoughtful: "It's because the iron gate is connected to a power grid, and you didn't get electricity when you pried open the door just now, so guess that Sister Ning is in the monitoring room at this time?"

Cen Jin: "Your rigid brain has finally thawed?"

Xindong: "I used to have a brain, but I stayed in the plaster room for too long and forgot how to think."

Cen Jin smiled when he heard this.

At this time, the elevator came from the first floor to the first floor, and the door opened. Inside stood a tall, dashing woman with short hair. She looked about 35 years old. She was wearing a military green short liner, overalls and military boots, and her bare arms were full. Muscles, but not the flashy muscles of bodybuilders, really full of strength.

Xindong: "Sister Ning!"

This short-haired woman is the sister Ning in Xindongkou, Ning's mother in Xia Zhengmin's mouth, and the mother of Ning Ning, the first female anchor of a radio story, and the captain of the special attack team who carried out the mission back then.

Sister Ning had recognized Xin Dong a long time ago, and her expression was much softer.

Xindong pointed to Cen Jin and said, "He is an outsider and a university student at UM. We are junior juniors separated by ten or twenty years. He said he has a way to take us out of Kusinara."

Sister Ning's sharp eyes fell on Cen Jin, and said: "I have lived in Kusinara for 15 years, and I have figured out and improved thousands of new psychic spells anywhere, and I can't bring everyone out of Guizhou Town. How can you guarantee as a student?"

Cen Jin: "Do you need a guarantee? Isn't my presence in the treacherous town the best proof?"

Sister Ning stared at him coldly, and the latter looked back fearlessly.

After a long while, Sister Ning smiled, broke the stalemate and said, "You are very smart, Junior Brother Huang."

Cen Jin slumped, "I haven't introduced myself yet."

Sister Ning said confidently: "I can guess your last name just by looking at you."

Xindong gave Sister Ning affirmation with two thumbs up. Sister Ning waved her hand modestly, and Cen Jin's face was pulled even harder.

Sister Ning: "I saw you killing ghouls at the gate. Your skill is strong, but I'm afraid it's not your full strength. I've also heard about your provocation in the ghost school. Under the attack of the green monsters, you not only escaped smoothly, He also seriously injured the monster, he is indeed a fierce general, and this is why I saw you."

Cen Jin was a little surprised: "The news circulated so quickly?"

Sister Ning: "Quiet Town is isolated from the outside world, but the internal circuits and electronic signals are intact. I don't know if it is due to the influence of the space of the other world. Some dead objects such as water, electrical signals and power towers will not change over time. passed and destroyed.

When modern information dissemination channels remain normal, information transmission is more convenient and quicker, which also means that it is difficult to keep secrets. "

She led the two into the elevator and headed to the basement.

"Both the ghost school and the sick building have our eyeliner. Of course, we also have their eyeliner here. Everyone knows it well. I guess your provocation of the ghost school has spread to several camps by now. Even the stragglers wandering on the streets will know you.

Your whereabouts have also been followed, and soon everyone and ghosts will know that you have taken refuge in me, and your actions will be interpreted as representing my will and provoking the ghost school on behalf of human beings.

No matter what the purpose of the ghost school is, they will definitely send troops to encircle and suppress the human camp. "

Stepping out of the elevator door, a circle of people in military equipment outside raised their arms and aimed at Cen Jin and Xin Dong. The former was calm, while the latter was surprised, dazed and at a loss. Sister Ning stood on the opposite side of the two.

"Now please tell us your purpose and your overall plan, and convince us, otherwise you will be killed."

Cen Jin said: "A fourth party has appeared. It is estimated that cooperation has been negotiated. It will launch an attack either today or the night after tomorrow. Everyone has spent 15 years here, and their patience has long been exhausted. Finally, there is a chance to break the balance. Everyone , tricks will kill red eyes.

And the fourth party forces have everything ready, so they will use the new psychic spell to open the passage of Kusinara at this time. They must hope to make a quick decision, quickly solve the tricky town that is in the way, get the longevity serum, and return to the real world ——

This time is our chance to leave, a free passage prepared by others. "

Sister Ning motioned her people to put down Rewu: "Let's talk."

Cen Jin pulled out the map and asked Xindong to hand over the ghoul he had hunted just now. He said without raising his head, "I heard that you know a strange language. This is for you to interrogate and see which one will attack first."

"Give me five minutes."

After finishing speaking, Sister Ning grabbed the ghoul and entered a room. When she came out 3 minutes later, the ghoul was thrown on the ground. The naked eye could see that its head was limp and completely deflated. It could be seen that everything in the head had been crushed.

It can be seen that Sister Ning's so-called ability to understand strange languages ​​is very violent.

Cen Jin: "Do you discriminate against strange people?"

Sister Ning raised her eyebrows, sat opposite him with interest and said, "No. There are also many weird things in our building. Xindong helped my daughter get rid of it, and he is still my benefactor. It's just that some people are enemies, and some weird people can't die. Endless enemies.

In Quirky Town, there are only differences in positions, not species. "

Cen Jin raised his eyes to look at her, and was a little surprised by the idea of ​​Weird Town. In their view, as long as they have the same stand, humans and Weirdness seem to be able to coexist peacefully.

Sister Ning thought for a while, and took off the leather glove in front of him, revealing a hand covered with black scales, five fingers like an awl, and fingertips as sharp as a blade.

"Are you alienated?"

Sister Ning put back her gloves: "I can't beat the priest, the monsters in the green field, and the group of monsters in the sick building. I can only alienate into weirdness. Fortunately, I am in Kusinara, the alienation process is not so dangerous, and I can still maintain human beings." emotions and thoughts.”

Xindong was very sad: "How can it be so easy? It's not about to die of pain."

Sister Ning: "Stop it, we are in the same boat, you have no right to say anything about me."

Cen Jin looked at the two of them, and the group of heavily armed soldiers behind them. Some of them were particularly prominent, two or three meters tall, already breaking through the growth limit of human beings. I am afraid that the situation is similar to that of Sister Ning.

He lowered his eyes, pointed to the map and said: "I have observed the geographical location, the sick building is the closest, and there are passes in the northeast, southeast, and southeast and north directions of the community, as well as several must-pass roads. The army is stationed... May I ask, how many troops are there in the sick building and the ghost school?"

Sister Ning: "The sick building has the most troops. Most of the wandering soldiers in the city listen to the call of the sick building. There are about [-] people + strange people, and they are basically fighting power, because they humans can also learn voodoo and spells.

The strange thing that came out of the sick building was the main elite troops, about three thousand. "

Cen Jin frowned: "Why are there so many?"

Sister Ning: "The top management of the sick building is a partnership of wizards and conjurers. They are proficient in human body research and weird research, and they are equal to high-tech talents. Therefore, they have expanded a lot of troops over the years and cultivated a group of absolutely loyal believers.

If you encounter soldiers in the sick building, no matter whether they are children or old women, kill them uniformly, and you must not show mercy. "

Cen Jin hesitated, he wasn't sure if he could be ruthless.

Sister Ning could only sigh and said, "You should know the horror of cult believers. They kill their wives, husbands and children without mercy, let alone us who are defined as enemies. They are a group of psychopaths with extremely distorted spirits and psychology. kill."

Cen Jin: "I will quickly do a good job of psychological construction."

Sister Ning was pleased: "The strength of the ghost school is between [-] and [-]. The value fluctuates because there are at least this number of people who can instigate rebellion. In addition, there are a small number of street stragglers about [-]. You can join any party." possible."

Cen Jin: "Where are our troops?"

Sister Ning: "Three thousand."

Cen Jin: "...?"

Sister Ning: "Sixty percent of the elderly, weak, sick and disabled."

Cen Jin: "I assumed a very bad situation, but I didn't expect it to be even worse."

Ning Jie smiled.

Cen Jin said in a soft tone: "However, you and your teammates are worthy of admiration for being able to survive for 15 years despite the disparity in strength."

This hard support comes at the price of sacrifice.

Sister Ning's eyes moved slightly, but she didn't expect to be praised by a junior who didn't know how many years younger, but it felt good.

To make the worst plan, the cooperation between the ghost school and the sick building is equal to 65 fighting against 3, a difference of more than 20 times, and most of them are almost incapable of fighting.But the situation is not particularly bad, and we can still see the hope of breaking through.

Sister Ning: "For example?"

Cen Jin pointed to the map and said: "On the surface, the confrontation between the three parties is actually a containment by two parties. However, in terms of military strength, the sick building and the ghost school are also disparate in strength, unless the ghost school has a strong opponent who can stop ten thousand. Bingdong was terrified.

The trump card of the ghost school should be the green monster and the priest. "

Xindong's eyes lit up: "You are able to fight against the green monsters with ease. From this point of view, our chances of winning are seven or eight points higher."

"No, the green monster is not that weak." Cen Jin vetoed and analyzed: "The green monster is raised by the priest, and the priest is not around, so the combat power is greatly weakened, which is why I dare to provoke it."

Xindong was stunned. He didn't think about it that much, and he didn't know that the pastor was not there. He thought that Huang Mao was only interested, so he provoked the ghost school.

Cen Jin: "Ghost schools take pleasure in killing and oppressing, and they are not brainwashed like cults, so people's hearts are inconsistent and they are easy to provoke. It's just that the human camp is not strong enough to make them see hope. The reason why I provoke ghost schools is to let The shaky part is weird, human beings see hope, and it is easy to instigate rebellion at that time. The second is to seize the opportunity and confuse the other two parties."

After a pause for a few seconds, Cen Jin's expression was a little dignified: "If someone from the fourth party recognizes me, they may guess my purpose."

Sister Ning: "Then what should I do?"

Cen Jin shook his head: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you guess it, that's not important, the important thing is the strange red clothes that appeared during the day."

Xindong: "What red dress?"

Cen Jin: "A strange red dress appeared in the ghost school. Xia Zhengmin didn't recognize it. It went to the small western building to meet the principal."

"Is this a sign of cooperation?" Sister Ning had a keen intuition.

"It may come from the sick building, or it may be a fourth-party force. I am inclined to the latter. What is the result of the ghoul's interrogation?"

"The war in the sick building starts at noon."

"There is still time to plan, and I assume the worst outcome is a raid at two or three o'clock in the morning."

Xindong sighed: "The assumptions you made are desperate enough."

"Be prepared, and make the worst assumptions in everything, so that the failure rate can be minimized." Cen Jin gestured at the map without looking up, pointing out the policy: "The sick building will raid without warning, and there will definitely be a fourth party to intervene. Some of the senior management of the sick building It used to be a cult, with the same source as the fourth party, but after 15 years, it may not be the same, so they are not a very reliable cooperative relationship at the moment.

Based on this deduction, we can understand why the strange red clothes went to the ghost school, because the fourth party did not believe in the sick building, so it used both sides.

Tomorrow at noon, it is definitely not just the sick building that raids. I think both the ghost school and the sick building understand this. Their main purpose is not the human camp, but to slaughter the other party with comparable strength, and then quickly find the longevity serum, and finally leave the corpse Naro.

They will choose to fight quickly instead of making small fuss like before, because the new psychic spell that opens the Kusinara channel will not last for too long. "

After this analysis, everyone realized that the situation was urgent, and the Xingfu community would become cannon fodder for the three parties to compete for.

Sister Ning was convinced: "What is your combat strategy?"

Cen Jin raised his eyes: "Do you believe me?"

Sister Ning: "Half an hour ago, we just intercepted the information of the ghost school and the sick building, and confirmed that a group of strange outsiders went to the ghost school and the sick building respectively, and then the whole army was ready to go. It is almost the same as what you speculated."

Cen Jin said: "First of all, move all the staff and leave a team of elite troops to fight guerrillas. It doesn't matter whether you win or lose. Hold the troops on both sides and cover the others to retreat to the ghost school. Then your elite troops retreat while fighting, and lure the enemy to the bridge. Over there, another team went to the reservoir and the power plant to open the floodgates, and our family members under the bridge made the second wave of attacks.

She will control the lower reaches of the river, and you will find a way to lure the two armies to the position of the upstream power plant.

Then, detonate the power plant. "

A soldier from behind came over and said in a low voice, "We don't have enough elite troops and weapons, but whether it is the main battlefield, the power plant, or the reservoir, the elite troops are concentrated, how do we allocate personnel to go there?

And even if the ghost school sends all its troops, there will still be priests and green monsters who can't move their nests to guard it.Even if the priest is not there, the strength of the monsters in the green field will decline, but it is enough to deal with the old, weak, sick and disabled. Besides, it is difficult to guarantee when the priest will come back suddenly, so we will not be a sheep? "

Sister Ning: "He's right."

She wanted to see how Cen Jin would solve it.

"You don't need too many elite troops, as long as you can act."

"What do you mean?"

Cen Jin scratched his head and said: "We have a very popular stalk on the Internet now, called 'put on the clothes of the enemy's friendly soldiers who are accidentally killed', which means that you can mix into both camps. It’s a sick building, anyway, they have a lot of people.”

Behind Sister Ning, two tall and burly soldiers all squatted down, making Cen Jin and the others extraordinarily petite.

At this time, they all sighed: "What a shameless combat strategy."

"But it's so cool."

This sentence was unanimously approved.

Cen Jin: "For the problem of insufficient manpower, we can find and recruit family members. For example, do you have comrades, widows, lovers, sons and friends who are wandering outside? You can recruit them. They are all stragglers and have very personal combat characteristics. What could be more suitable for guerrilla warfare than them?"

He looked at Xindong and Ning Jie: "Isn't there a group of young and Dangerous boys who often wander out? Doesn't the wolf owe Ning Jie a life? It's time for them to pay it back."

Sister Ning gave a thumbs up silently: "Are you really in the strange town that just arrived yesterday?"

Cen Jin: "Actually, I only found out about this place yesterday."

Sister Ning: "There are talented people from generation to generation."

Huang Mao's tone was light and light: "There are more talents, that is, my two senior brothers, as well as several senior brothers from Bharat and Liben. According to the witnesses of institutions and schools, the new generation of talents in the world ranks in the top fifty. They are even better, as long as you find them, you will have special talents for bombing reservoirs and power plants!"

Sister Ning: "Leave it to me to find someone."

Huang Mao put up two thumbs up, expressionless: "Excellent."

Sister Ning: "And then? Is this the end?"

Huang Mao shook his head: "Of course not, there is still a next step, but I have to finish this step before I will issue another order."

Sister Ning thought for a moment, and finally realized: "You want to sit firmly in the command center."

Huangmao: "No, I just assign everyone the right stage."

Sister Ning didn't know what to say for a moment, so she could only say, "I will arrange for the crowd to be evacuated."

Huang Mao: "The action is kept secret, it's not time to make it public."

Sister Ning led the people out to work when she said it was plain, and Xindong stayed by Cen Jin's side, confused, but no matter what, it's good to be obedient anyway.

Cen Jin squatted on the side of the monitoring room against the wall, his eyes glazed over, counting the time silently in his heart, he should be able to return to the ghost school before dark.

***

In the depths of the alleyway in the densely built area of ​​the city, there is a pile of debris on the ground, and an abandoned rooftop upstairs. Someone stands on the edge of the rooftop and looks at the direction of dark clouds and bright lights in the distance.

Totem came up and said: "After hearing the information, both the ghost school and the sick building have assembled their forces and are preparing to besiege the happy community where humans live."

Wang Lingxian: "I still don't understand why it's so easy to go to the strange town that has disappeared for 15 years."

Totem: "Maybe it was affected."

Wang Lingxian is still puzzled: "My luck does not allow me to accept the reason of being affected."

Totem was silent, and he was quite puzzled, why did his luck suddenly become so bad?

"Maybe it was caused by the little devil in the room."

"Tsk. Bad luck."

Just as Wang Lingxian was about to jump off, a soda can suddenly hit his face. He turned his head to avoid it, and looked coldly at the young people gathered in the alleyway downstairs.

The bastard who looked like he was wandering the streets was constantly coming out of the originally dead and quiet corridor.

In the middle, a young man dressed in dark metal elements bent his knees. The next moment, he jumped upstairs like a ignited shell and landed on the opposite side of the building where Wang Lingxian was. His eyes swept over Wang Lingxian and the totem.

"You two, who beat seven or eight of my brothers in one night, and also robbed and insulted me."

Totem: "We have no verbal insults."

"Did you say that my brother looks disgusting? Is it appearance humiliation?"

Totem looked at Wang Lingxian, moved to the side, got out of the way, turned his back to Wang Lingxian, and drew a clear line at this time.

The gothic man pointed at Wang Lingxian: "It's you?"

Wang Lingxian pointed to the totem: "He not only robbed but also wanted to kill your brother."

The gothic man looked back and forth between the two, and grinned: "Simply put, both of them have a share. Damn it!" He shouted loudly: "Brothers, let's kill these two tonight!"

Wang Lingxian and Totem turned around and fled. A group of people chased after them. They climbed up the tall buildings vigorously, jumped quickly between the tall buildings, and soon surrounded them from all directions. The first to rush forward was a 50% alienated human youth.

His body was as strong as a Hulk, and his fist was bigger than Wang Lingxian's head. When he slammed it down, the entire roof collapsed, and he continued to beat, quickly destroying the place where Wang Lingxian was staying.

On the other side, the totem was chased by a bamboo pole-like man. This man was dressed in black, flexible like a shadow, and fast.

The Gothic youth stood on the roof of the tallest building, glanced at Wang Lingxian, who was surrounded by several powerful brothers on the roof not far away, and then looked down at the totem in the building. He couldn't see the battle situation, but he saw the loud noise inside , and billowing smoke and dust, it can be seen that the battle is fierce.

"Don't beat them to death, I'm going to torture these two outsiders about how they got in." The Gothic youth ordered.

While talking here, a brother over there broke through the crowd and rushed to him panting, saying: "Boss, boss, the war is on! Ready to start the war, the people on both sides are approaching the community, this time it's real, some wandering on the street All the cruelty and weirdness were conscripted away by the sick building."

The face of the Gothic youth changed: "Does Mama Ning know? How does the community plan to arrange?"

"Mother Ning, here we come."

"What do you mean?"

Before the Gothic youth could react, Sister Ning's voice appeared behind him: "I'm here to ask you to borrow someone."

The gothic youth turned around and stared at Sister Ning. He knew that Sister Ning did not agree with his point of view, so she would not come forward to find him easily. If he actually asked him for help, it would prove that the situation was so serious that he had to resist it.

"Okay." Without further ado, the Gothic youth raised his hand and whistled, preparing to recall his brothers.

The next moment, there were several loud bangs, and the brothers who he thought had been beaten like ducks in water were all kicked back, and the two outsiders who thought they would be maimed came out of the collapsed ruins and billowing dust respectively. .

"By the way, can you replace me as the boss if you kill me?"

The man with a more handsome appearance and a bit of immortality stared at the Gothic youth excitedly. The latter was frightened by this look, and his scalp immediately went numb, but then a strong fighting spirit surged in his heart.

"Try, don't you know?"

The gothic youth took a step forward, but was stopped by Sister Ning.

She looked at the two of them, and said in a familiar tone, "You are juniors, right?"

Wang Lingxian and Totem stopped and did not respond.

Sister Ning: "The 175th graduate of the University of Michigan, Cao Wenning."

The University of Michigan has been in existence for more than 200 years. During the period, it experienced several wars and interrupted the enrollment of students. After subtracting those years, it can be calculated that Cao Wenning graduated around 2000, ten or twenty years older than Wang Lingxian and the others.

Wang Lingxian: "How do you know us?"

Cao Wenning: "Junior Brother Huang is now our combat commander."

Wang Lingxian and Totem looked at each other, and they both saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.

Huang, how many surprises do you have that we don't know?