The Death Knell

"I've always wondered, why do many scientists always like to set up research bases in the rainforest?"

After teleporting to the target location, standing on the thick layer of humus, watching the death knell opening a hole in the ground with a lightsaber, Bobo covered his nose and complained:

"If you study biology and want to do Jurassic Park, that's understandable. If you study physics, will the rainforest environment be any good?"

"Probably when you are resting, you can look at the green leaves, which is better for your eyes?"

Jesse answered speculatively, but her eyes were on Deathstroke's weapon.

This seems to be a weapon composed of golden light, which can be transformed into various forms, and even dig holes in the ground quickly.

It feels a bit like a universal saber, and I really want the same style.

"I think this is green hell, hiccup!" The witch obviously didn't like the rainforest environment, and it was difficult to walk in her high heels: "The smell is bad, there is no sunlight, the vision is limited, and the humidity makes people sticky all over. Mixed."

Listening to the teammates' efforts, the death knell's hole has been dug, the lightsaber cuts the ground, and the strangler is responsible for removing the soil, and an entrance the size of a manhole cover appears in front of everyone.

Below is an empty corridor with bright lights. The smooth metal floor reflects the reflection of the dandan, but the sound of the alarm makes the scene more tense.

The alien mother carrying the virus goes down the ventilation pipes of this underground base. Even though it is big, the alien's specialty is drilling various pipes, just like it can shrink bones.

In addition to the suture monster virus, it also carried a spider totem, and at this time, it was driving the robot head to the road where the death knell was located in the other direction, along with the massive zombies that were then teleported around it.

The black lamp ring can clearly feel the distance of the team, and mentally feel that the encirclement is shrinking, so Su Ming only needs to jump from the hole in front of him, and he will be blocked in the only way for the machine head.

There are some other personnel and some robots in this base, but they have all been taken care of by the corpse, and they are nothing more than Duizi.

The loss of zombies is a bit large. In just a few tens of seconds, almost hundreds of zombies have lost their connection, but it doesn't matter, as long as the totem is still there, there are spare zombies.

Su Ming has a special earth for zombie breeding. Although the number is 40K-1, he prefers to call it the 'Resident Evil Studio'.

"Clark, you are the first, my queen." Death Knell made a gesture of invitation, indicating that Little Superman would go down first.

With a flick of the shawl, the red and blue figure entered the ground unrestrainedly. Even when he jumped into the manhole, Clark always kept as elegant as possible.

The crowd filed in after him, and then waited in the siren for the target to fall into the trap.

"Dead or alive?"

Wiping the red and blue armor on his body, Clark asked the death knell in a low voice with a sunny smile. If he wants to live, he must say it in advance, so as not to use too much force and blow people up.

"As long as the head is intact." Su Ming was the last to fall, and by the way blocked the hole leading to the outside world: "Don't worry, if the picture is too bloody, we can use AI to retouch the picture when editing, such as spraying out internal organs and The body fluids are replaced with rainbows and little stars, and a pink filter is added, which is very cute."

"Oh, it sounds really good, the technology is really advancing with each passing day." Little Superman nodded happily. He didn't care whether the means of killing people were brutal or not, but when he needed to be "watched" by others, he would feel warm enough.

"Yeah, for some actors now, it's the norm to cut out pictures and film. With the advantages of technology, sows can go to the sky." Death Knell sighed, looking disappointed with the film industry.

While speaking, there was the sound of an object approaching at high speed in the empty corridor ahead, a sound of breaking air with wind, just like the movement of the spacecraft when it started to leave the ground.

A funny figure in red-brown armor, with blue flames spraying from his palms and feet to boost flight, appeared in everyone's field of vision in the next second.

The moment he saw the death knell, he was obviously stunned and wanted to turn his head and run away.

But behind him was a dense army of zombies, so many that the corridors were completely blocked. Among them were many superevolutionaries, such as muscular male zombies bigger than the Hulk, or those with big belly. A slime monster that can spit green water.

The little Superman who saw the target was not at all confused. He jumped up and glanced at it with a hot gaze. It was aimed at the neck of the robot head. He seemed to want to cut off the enemy's head cleanly.

The head of the machine dodged in a panic, and his hot gaze swept to his shoulder, but it only left a scratch on the battle suit, but did not really cut anything off.

"He changed into a new battle suit, which is the kind of alloy that the New Creation Star used to build prisons." The orangutan hiding behind the witch stuck out his head and gave a timely reminder: "In the past, it was to deal with the new gods of Apocalypse Star. It's very sturdy."

"Oh, just a can of food, it's not as strong as my strength!" Little Superman showed a crooked grin on his face, and he picked up his fist and launched a charge.

It is well known that in the Middle Ages, heavy blunt weapons were more effective than swords against knights in full body armor.

Armor can resist slashing, but it cannot resist the shock caused by blunt weapon attacks. Modern warfare is similar. Many soldiers on the battlefield were killed not by artillery shells, but by shock waves.

Little Superman is sure to smash the man in the can into mashed meat with one punch.

There is a tiger in front and a wolf in the back, but the robot head is also decisive. Instead of facing the little Superman, he tried his best to dodge and bombard the ceiling above his head at the same time.

Maybe he wanted to cause the collapse to temporarily delay Death Knell and his party, or maybe he wanted to make a hole and escape to the ground. He really thought it well.

However, he made a mistake at this time, that is, although Death Knell and his party are not superheroes, they can use superhero means and tactics.

That's a gang fight.

There is no need to talk about morality with the enemy. Superheroes have always been side by side.

The battle in front of him has never been a duel between the robot head and Little Superman, but a duel between five people and thousands of zombies.

It seems that the robot head has been transformed by Uncle Da. Not only is the reaction speed faster enough to avoid the punches and kicks of Little Superman, but even the battle suit has been upgraded with alien technology and materials, and it has become too strong.

"The Force Locks the Throat!"

The death knell was shot, and at the same time, Alberta and Jesse also joined the battle. Although the witch's most commonly used magic is a big fireball, she will also weaken the spells with various curses from hell.

Jesse's tactics are also very clear. She is smart and is planning to dig out the small boat reactor on the opponent's chest.

If the suit is powered by that thing, then as long as the reactor is dismantled, is it like taking out the battery of the toy car?

She was going to give it a try, so she first ran behind the crowd, and didn't know where to find a screwdriver, and then dragged the white electric light to join the battlefield.

Several people chose to cooperate with Little Superman for output, and all kinds of skills that hindered the enemy came into play, and Clark lived up to expectations. The moment the machine head was blocked by the force, he punched the opponent's chest.

Since Bobo said that this kind of metal is very strong, then he should work harder and give two points of strength.

"Crack! Boom!!"

With two loud noises that were almost connected together, the machine head flew out under the heavy blow, fell to the ground, and smashed a deep human-shaped hole in the ground. He was punched into the earth's crust by Superman. . (To be continued)