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It took half an hour for Kim Pushi to understand that he was no longer who he used to be.

Now he has a brand new code name: Zealot.

And he's no longer an oil worker, I got fired?

This was Jin Puxi's first reaction. With a disappointed expression, he thought he lost his job.

No, just change jobs, now you are a member of Miracle Company. Shi Cui patted him on the shoulder.

Also, we need to solve some small troubles. Shi Cui led Jin Puxi to the small conference room as he motioned for Jin Puxi to come with him.

Mr. Qiao Lie. Seeing his old boss, Jin Puxi was a little excited.

He finally saw a familiar face, and everything strange here made him flustered.

Jin Puxi, let's sit down and talk. Old Joe smiled and nodded.

Jin Puxi glanced at Qin Yu beside him, sat opposite the two and waited quietly.

I need to know what happened there? Old Joe asked straight to the point.

He needs the truth, and whatever's out there, needs to be dealt with asap.

Even he can't bear the loss of millions every day for a long time.

I don't know. Jin Pushi recalled the experience that day with a complex expression.

Everything is like a nightmare.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't see anything, only that his companions fell to the ground one after another.

Or go crazy and smash the heads of your companions, and insert the tool in your hand into your heart.

In short, everything is messed up.

But in Qin Yu's ears, there was a familiar feeling.

Chaos, visual pollution!

Boss, the west coast is an emergency call! Shi Cui said with a strange expression, pressing the headset with his hand.

Come in. Listening to the news from the headset, Qin Yu's expression gradually matched Shi Cui's.

A city with more than 30,000 people turned into a ghost town like this?

No trace of hot weapons, no signs of life.

Not even a dead body!

There are only incomplete ruined cities, as eerie as if washed by blood.

Let Mark lead the team to find out what happened.

Mark is currently on the other side of the ocean, responsible for the daily training and personnel selection of RRT.

For such a big matter, it must be impossible to hide it.

Elizabeth didn't want to hide it either, and public news on the west coast and south reported the incident that afternoon.

The massacre in the city, panic spread among the crowd.

BlackRock announced at this time: recruit special talents.

As long as you have a craft, you can enter the west coast and southern regions and obtain a temporary residence permit.

The old ID of Bald Eagle has completely become a thing of the past.

The BlackRock Southern Consortium was the first to publicly abolish the ID.

All local citizens can take their old ID and go to the registration office to exchange for a new identity residence card.

Foreigners who obtain residence qualifications can exchange their work certificates and old IDs for temporary residence permits.

Those who do not complete the replacement within 15 days will be evicted.

Rebels, die!

In troubled times, heavy codes are used, and any extra kindness is cruel and irresponsible to oneself.

But until one really realizes what's going on, one is left to chance.

Until a self-confessed benevolence offered help to freedmen who were unwilling to change their IDs.

The staff who evaded the inspection and arrest of the search team were reported, and the whole family was deprived of their right of residence and kicked out.

Things progressed very smoothly.

Then there was the Morgan Los Santos consortium in the Big Apple.

The old ID is also abolished, and a new identity certificate and residency registration are replaced.

Currently, the two joint consortiums represent the strongest local forces, occupying the west coast, south and east regions respectively.

The Midwest, the North and the South Central, are in a state of disarray.

Local forces and consortiums fought on their own, and the freedom fighters held high the banner, turned into flat-headed brothers, and fought against whomever they saw.

There, only strength is the criterion for measuring power, and various armed groups have established themselves one after another.

The most powerful of these is the Freedom and Glory organization founded by the former National Guard.

It was their people who were the first to go to the north to investigate.

By the time Mark was ready to go, their camp in the north had arrived on the scene.

Searching the entire city carefully, someone finds a clue.

There was a bloody footprint going far north along the edge of the city, and they decided to follow the footprint to find out the truth.

At this time, the RRT team led by Mark had just arrived in Fairbane.

Someone has been here. The messy new footprints on the ground are unpleasant.

They destroyed the integrity of the scene and made the search difficult.

However, they managed to find the bloody footprints on the edge of the city.

What does it look like? Mark got down on one knee and ran his hand over the indentation made by the footprints.

It's a bit like a deer's hoof, but it's not the same. Said the man with rich hunting experience.

Are we going to catch up, Captain.

Mark looked up into the distance, thick clouds were brewing.

You stay here, the raiders will move with me, Mark said.

Because of time constraints, they did not wear [Xing Tian] armed forces.

Mark had a bad feeling about the mission, and he smelled a familiar smell.

Therefore, in order to avoid unnecessary casualties.

He left the RRT members in Fairbairn, and he and two [Raiders] went to track the footprints.

After they left, RRT members began to scour the city and build temporary camps.

Guess when those tin cans will take our jobs? Brother Hei grinned.

Do your job! Fili, otherwise you will lose your job when you come back. Colleno wiped the gun body expressionlessly.

Aren't you worried? We are the best, but now we can only stay here and carry sandbags.

Fili complained, but the work in his hand didn't stop.

In this damn world, it is everyone's dream to have a stable job and a safe place to live.

Nobody wants to move from the West Coast, let alone lose their bread and hot milk for their family.

Compared to Raiders? Little Bob sneered.

Although he also didn't like those iron bumps, he knew that it was the existence of these robots that kept the west coast safe.

Hey, I am a mortal body, how can I compare with steel, don't forget that they are also created by humans.

Fili's point was not echoed, and everyone went about their business.

Until night fell, Mark still failed to come back.

Looks like we're going to spend the night here. The talkative Philip began to chatter again.

But his words were quickly interrupted, and strange voices came from around.

Click, click!

It's like the sound of high heels hitting the ground, but they are the only ones here, where are the women?

Colleno looked at Barber and Fili, the tension in his eyes was particularly obvious.

The palms holding the weapons tightened, and everyone prostrated themselves in front of the temporary position, staring at the direction where the sound came from.

A black shadow unsteadily appeared in the darkness, moving forward little by little.

The body is like a pendulum clock in disorder, shaking here and there.

Then came the second shadow, the third, the fourth, the fifth, the sixth...

Dense shadows came from the darkness, and when they approached, they finally saw their appearance clearly.

With just one glance, Fili retracted his head, his face was so pale that he wanted to vomit.

Glasses, I need safety glasses. Fili whispered.

Damn it, it's radiation! Seeing his appearance, Barber quickly found out the glasses and put them on for him.

The cold touch dispels the feeling of vomiting in the heart.

Barber and Colleno also wear glasses to combat visual pollution.

It's an aberration. When he looked again, Colleno recognized those shaking shadows.

Distorted and deformed, irrational, mutants who only know how to kill and eat.

It's just that the number is scary.

Colleno couldn't figure out where they came from.

They obviously searched the entire city before leaving. Although they were not that careful, they didn't see any traces of aberrations.

Now, they just popped up out of nowhere.

There are no signs or omens!

The sewers, Barber said, I think they must have been hiding in the sewers before.

I guess we found the missing bodies. Fili pointed to the aberration passing not far away.

On the torn police uniform on the opponent's body was the logo of the Fairbank Police Department.

Although there are many of them, it's not enough for 30,000 people. Colleno denied.

He didn't know why he didn't want to admit it, maybe it was the terrible consequences of the truth.

If the residents of Fairbane really all become aberrations.

And what appeared in front of me was the only thing left, so where did the rest go?

There is only one explanation, they left here and scattered all over the north.

This is the worst news I've ever heard in my life. Fili complained silently.

What should we do now? Barber looked at Colleno, just like everyone else.

As interim captains in Mark's absence, they needed Colleno's orders.

Pass the news to the headquarters, and then... follow up. Colleno made a difficult decision.

He wants to take the risk to find out where the aberrations gather, and find a way to wipe them all out.

At the same time, Mark, who was a hundred kilometers away, also found his goal.

A monstrous creature with terrifyingly pointed horns resembling a scaled-up buffalo.

It was standing on a pile of corpses, tearing the flesh with its sharp horns, as if it was looking for something.

The clothes left on the corpses showed that their identities were the members of the Corps of Liberty and Glory who had arrived before. High-speed text hands open the game and stand at the pinnacle of lifeChapter list