Dressed as Meow, Grandpa becomes Goldfinger

Hua Xiaoyin closed her eyes, and handed the satellite imaging photo to Feng Wang.

"Uncle Feng, take a look."

Feng Wang took the imaging photo and spread it out to look at it. The more he looked, the more dignified his face became.

Since Yin Wenwen's death, Yin Yangyang, who has become increasingly reticent, saw that Feng Wang's expression was wrong, and asked, "Uncle Feng, what's wrong? What's wrong with the imaging?"

While asking questions, Yin Yangyang subconsciously looked at the speed mutant who sent the letter.

The speed mutant just lowered his head, neither looking nor speaking, like a machine with only a human appearance.

Yin Yangyang frowned slightly, then recovered quickly, and stopped looking at the messenger.

It was he who was confused, the top "carrier pigeon" of the Nine-day team, except for the information that the captain needed to convey, it was impossible to reveal the slightest.

Yin Yangyang's gaze returned to Feng Wang, waiting for his answer.

Feng Wang, like Hua Xiaoyin before, directly stuffed the image into Yin Yangyang's hands, and sighed: "A big event is about to happen."

event?

Could there be anything bigger than what they were doing?

Unless there is another apocalyptic catastrophe.

Thinking so, Yin Yangyang took the imaging photo, and with just one glance, his pupils suddenly constricted.

"This is... an infected body? Why are there so many!"

"It's not just a question of quantity, you have to take a closer look." Feng Wang reminded.

Yin Yangyang looked at the photos more carefully according to his words, and after a long while, he took a deep breath: "They... this, this, how do they look like..."

"Like an army." Hua Xiaoyin explained what Yin Yangyang failed to say.

Yin Yangyang's face turned livid, and his voice changed: "The infected bodies are all brainless walking corpses, how is it possible? Coincidence, it must be a coincidence!"

It's no wonder that Yin Yangyang doesn't want to believe it. If it wasn't for a coincidence, the imaging photo in his hand would break the common sense that human beings have been struggling for three years in the last days.

"It's been the fourth year, don't you understand?" Hua Xiaoyin said softly, "In the last days, nothing is impossible."

Yin Yangyang's breathing was stagnant, and when he wanted to say something, he closed his mouth again.

Isn't it true, since the end of the world, is there still less common sense that has been broken?

After an unknown amount of time, Yin Yangyang suddenly asked: "There is nothing impossible, so can a person be resurrected after death?"

"Maybe, maybe not, who knows, just like the cat in Schrödinger's box, no one can know whether it is alive or dead until the box is opened."

Seeing that Hua Xiaoyin didn't want to continue with this question, Feng Wang interrupted Yin Yangyang's unspoken question, and said, "What should we do now? Continue with the plan, or return to the Central Capital?"

"Continue. It's a pity to give up after planning until now, and," Hua Xiaoyin nodded.

"What you should worry about now is Pengshi Survival Base, not Zhongdu. If Zhongdu needs it, the captain will notify us to go back."

Feng Wang thought for a while, nodded and said, "That's true."

Just as Hua Xiaoyin expected, the large and small forces in the survival base of Peng City, which is closer to Heimanda City, are disturbed by the satellite imagery.

Ordinary people really can't compare to Hua Xiaoyin, who has evolved in the brain domain. With just an imaging map and her own brain, she can analyze the movement of the infected body.

However, with the strength of one of the three super bases in Huaguo, the Peng City base is at the top level in China in terms of talents, intelligence, and resources.

The professional team quickly came to similar conclusions by comparing and analyzing the images and other information.

The army of infected bodies continues to advance, and will enter the Peng City Survival Base in a month's time.

Peng City Survival Base·Mengmeng Squad Headquarters Conference Room

"There is nothing to say. I advocate joining other teams to intercept and kill them halfway, so as not to give infected bodies a chance to approach our base."

The middle-aged man on the left side of the conference table had a voice like a bell, and his thick eyebrows stood erect.

He is Kong Jinping, the second-in-command of the Mengmeng Squad.

With a height of over two meters and a muscular body with a thick back and waist, he stands up like a brown bear standing upright.

With a fierce appearance and full beard, he has a sense of sight of Zhang Sanye in the Three Kingdoms.

"I don't feel right."

Before Kong Jinping could finish his sentence, the glamorous woman sitting opposite him had already spoken out her objections.

"What's wrong? Kill the infected bodies first to minimize the loss, Caizhu, you don't want the kindness of a woman!"

Kong Jinping slapped the table and roared.

Liu Caizhu was unmoved, and looked at Lu Tianpeng, who was in the first place, with light-colored vertical pupils.

"Captain, it's winter now, we are different from infected bodies, marching in an extremely cold environment, both physically and mentally, will take a toll.

Moreover, one month is not long or short, and whether the army of infected bodies will really come to our base is still unknown. Instead of acting rashly, it is better to respond to all changes with the same. "

"Liu Caizhu!" Kong Jinping slapped the table again, glaring at Liu Caizhu angrily: "Don't you know what's going on with the infected body? Letting it go is equal to becoming an enemy!"

Liu Caizhu gently rubbed her temples with her fingers. Kong Jinping's loud voice really gave her a headache.

"Deputy Captain Kong, I know what you're worried about. It's nothing more than worrying that the number of infected bodies will increase as more bases and shelters are captured by infected bodies.

But you have to understand that killing the infected body is not a unilateral issue of our Peng City, but a matter related to the whole country and even the whole world.

Since getting rid of the infected body is a matter for all human beings, there is no reason for us at the Peng City Survival Base to face it alone.

In other large and small bases, where people should be sent out, people should be sent out, and materials should be sent out. We don't have to beat them to death, so that others can watch the show and take advantage of it. "

"Stupid! The speed of soldiers is precious, and the time spent wrangling with other forces is enough time for the infected body to advance to the gate of our base!"

Kong Jinping and Liu Caizhu held their own opinions and each had supporters. For a while, the two sides argued endlessly, making the conference room noisy like a vegetable market.

Lu Tianpeng, who sat in the first place, sat upright with a straight back and did not say a word for a long time.

Because of Lu Tianpeng's attitude, all the participants except the supporters of both sides remained silent.

Seeing that the violent Kong Jinping was about to lose his patience, Lu Tianpeng finally reacted, and he only uttered one word coldly—wait.

What are you waiting for?

Waiting for the infected body to enter?Waiting for reinforcements from other bases?still……

What to wait for, only Lu Tianpeng knows.

Kong Jinping and Liu Caizhu closed their mouths tacitly.

Lu Tianpeng is the soul and absolute controller of the Mengmeng team. No matter whether he is satisfied or not, since the captain has made a decision, no one will object.

Kong Jinping's face was not very good-looking, and after the meeting ended, he gave Liu Caizhu an angry look at Liu Caizhu who was holding his arm.

Regardless of the quarrel between the two just now, Kong Jinping and Liu Caizhu are actually a couple, well-known happy friends in the Peng City Survival Base.

After all the participants left, only Lu Tianpeng was left in the conference room. He closed his deep eyes and said to whom.

"Go, send a letter to Zhongdu Long Yangzheng and Haishi Ao Tianyuan, saying that we in Pengshi want to take advantage of the cold winter to hold a friendly match."

"As ordered."

Sun Zhongfu followed his advice and parked the modified car in a hidden place five kilometers away from the martial arts survival base.

Zuo Tianlang opened the car door and took Jiang Miao out of the car first.

Behind him are Xie Xinyu, Zong Chuan, and Yu Meiren in order, and Geng's second child is sitting in the passenger seat.

Not many of them came out this time, and most of the team members who went to the maple base with Sun Zhongfu and others were left in the black and white field.

Zuo Tianlang stood beside the modified car, facing the direction of the martial arts survival base, his muscles tensed slightly.

The martial arts survival base at this time is very strange.

In Zuo Tianlang's special "vision", the area covered by the absolute glass cover is pitch black.

The black hole seems to lurk a monster that will eat the fat and eat it.

With the pitch-black area as the center, there are patches of life energy with strange colors distributed throughout the entire range of the martial arts survival base.

The concentration of life energy is not high, but it is extremely aggressive; the distribution is not dense, but it just coincides perfectly with the entrances and exits of each area.

While Zuo Tianlang was alerted by the strange energy, Jiang Miao, who was nestled on his shoulder, also felt that the martial arts base was abnormal.

What to say?

Hate?

nausea?

Jiang Miao didn't say anything clearly, anyway, it really hates the energy scattered within the range of the martial arts base. It doesn't need to touch it, but it just feels it from a distance, so it doesn't like it very much.

This kind of dislike even makes the energy that has always been docile in his body ready to move, wanting to break free from the shackles of the body, rush over, subdue the annoying energy, and turn it into an energy that is not annoying.

Jiang Miao was very surprised, wondering why he had such a strange idea.

Tilt your head and use your brain.

Zuo Tianlang can always notice Jiang Miao's strangeness very quickly.

He withdrew his attention from the weird energy, and reached out to touch Zai Zai's small head.

Zuo Tianlang asked softly: "Xiao Aoao, are you uncomfortable? Do you want to sleep in your pocket?"

"Aww~~"

Grandma Jiang Miao called out, her little head shook like a rattle.

"Don't want to sleep? Then squat down by yourself."

"mum!"

Zuo Tianlang saw that although the little guy was in a strange state, he didn't look like he was sick, so he didn't specifically restrain Jiang Miao.

Jiang Miao squinted his eyes happily, feeling a sense of happiness that he was trusted by the shit-shoveling officer.

I was silly for a while, and then suddenly woke up.

wait, no!

Master, why should Mi feel happy because of the trust of the big bastard left?

This unscientific!

Obviously trusting the Lord is the basic quality of a shit-shoveling officer.

Jiang Miao immediately put on a small face, and kept sneaking glances at the excrement shovel officer with his big eyes.

Very good, the shit-shoveling officer didn't find out.

Jiang Miao nodded his head in relief.

Hey?

Speaking of which, what was Grandpa thinking just now?

Jiang Miao, whose mood has been up and down several times, has already forgotten what he was thinking about just now.

It recalled, but did not recall.

If you can't remember it, it means it's not an important thing, so forget it.

The heartless little guy easily put this matter behind him.

Jiang Miao had a great time "playing" with himself, and Zuo Tianlang also had a good grasp of the situation near the martial arts base.

"Let's go, go and meet the people you stay here first."

"Okay, Mr. Zuo."

Sun Zhongfu led the way, and the group soon arrived at the survivor settlement in the northwest of the martial arts base.

Most of the survivors gathered here are residents of Area D, just like the Wild Shark team, and several of them have cooperated with the Wild Shark team.

(To be continued)

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Jiang Miaomiao's Escape from Home Part [-] (Rewritten Version)

Jiang Miaomiao heaved a sigh of relief after sneaking to the edge of the city wall and successfully drilling into the tunnel dug in advance.

Jiang Miaomiao: Oh yeah~ Even if Mama is chasing after her now, it’s useless. Mama can’t become as small as Xiang Ye after eating the Xingxin fruit, and it’s impossible to pass through the hole, Fu~Fu~Fu~

Jiang Miaomiao twisted her little butt, rolling and rolling out of the passageway.

TBC

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