In the last days, I became the young former commander

"Huh? We are tactical dolls. My fourth and fifth sisters have led the members of Team 404 through various battles. We have survived to this day. This is the best special made tactical doll!"

"And my 45th sister is so handsome, do you have such a cool scar?"

"My 45th sister has a maternal Oupai who can heal the commander, does your [-]th sister have one?!"

"My 45th sister's Oupai is treated with a special slippery plate, which allows all bullets to ricochet directly in the area! It can better protect the power core!"

"Ah!"

UMP40, who was searching with UMP45, sneezed hard and rubbed his nose.

"Huh? 45, do you have a cold? Our tactical dolls shouldn't... have a normal cold. Could it be an electronic virus?"

UMP40 asked with a worried face.

"Ann, Miss 40, I'm an electronic tactical doll. If I get an electronic virus, I can destroy it myself."

"then you?"

"I always feel that someone is speaking ill of me behind my back, hehehehe, who is it?"

UMP45 showed a smile that is warm on the surface but actually makes people feel like falling into an ice cave.

On the other side, UMP9, who was bickering with Jiu Qi, suddenly stopped and shuddered.

"What? Did you find anything strange?"

The Type [-] immediately took up his branded weapon.

"No, I just felt a sudden chill, it's okay."

UMP9 shook his head.

While arguing, the two casually cleaned up the zombies that rushed up, without even looking directly at them.

The killed zombies felt sad in their hearts, they had no right to corpses at all, and it was too much to look down on zombies for this sake.

"Ahhh! I thought of a good way. You were brought out by sister Jiuwu, and I was brought out by sister 45! Let's compare who is better, so we can understand whose sister is better, right?"

9 excitedly clenched his right hand and clapped it on the palm of his left hand.

"Okay, how do you compare? I will accompany you to the end!"

Ninety-seven said confidently.

"Whoever kills more zombies will be better. This is fair, it depends entirely on the strength of both parties."

"Okay, I'm afraid of you? Come on, come on! But I want to add one more, the best tactical doll is the one who finds the mission target first, it's meaningless to let go of the mission and simply compare who has more zombies."

Type 9 accepted the proposal proposed by UMP[-] without hesitation, and then added a bonus treaty.

"Oh, hey, I forgot about it, ah! Of course it's not because Miss 45 is not good enough, it's just because I'm not very smart!"

Ump9 maintains UMP45 while admitting its mistakes.

"I understand, let's get started!"

The two looked at each other, then quickly ran towards the zombie in the distance.

"Aha, I've already killed 23 zombies, Jiuqi, you have to work hard."

9 shouted triumphantly.

"Hey hey hey, I'll catch up, don't worry about it, it's just because there are not enough zombies coming out for us to kill, and I'm only two less than you, don't be complacent!"

Ninety-seven said not to be outdone.

"It's better to admit defeat earlier. I've never lost a match! Well, except for G11 who is serious, she is a pure output firepower doll."

UMP9 said proudly.

"Step aside!"

The 9-style suddenly accelerated and pushed UMP[-] away, and the high-frequency particle vibration dagger in the other hand stabbed down fiercely.

"what are you doing!"

UMP9, who was suddenly pushed away, yelled unhappily, but when he turned his head, he saw the high-frequency particle vibration dagger in the hands of the nine-seven-style pierced the skull of a unicorn arm that broke through the ground.

"Tch, this alienated zombie is really cunning. Not only does it know how to cooperate with the zombie tide, but now it has learned to sneak attack. You don't pay attention to the bottom of your feet."

Ninety-seven said speechlessly.

"Ah...thank you."

UMP9 honestly apologized.

"Aha, then you should admit that my Ninth Fifth Sister is the best tactical doll, otherwise you wouldn't be able to cultivate such an excellent sister like me!"

"No, no, the competition isn't over yet! I was just being careless for a while, this unicorn arm counts as ten zombies for you, let's continue!"

UMP9 shouted immediately.

The two searched for traces of the mentally alienated zombies again amidst the noise.

Four hours later.

"It's getting dark, and if you continue to search at night, you may fall into the opponent's trap."

UMP40 opened his mouth to remind.

"Everyone gathers in the center."

UMP45 pressed the tactical headset and gave the order.

In less than 10 minutes, four groups of tactical dolls who searched horizontally gathered.

"45, I can't walk anymore...Can you send me back?"

G11 looked at UMP45 pitifully.

"All staff stopped communicating, ran back to the off-road vehicle area, and M16 put G11 on its back."

UMP45 waved his hand and said seriously.

"Ooooh! Did you agree to take me home! That's great!"

G11 didn't wait for the sixteen pigeons to refute, and had already jumped on the back of the sixteen pigeons.

Sixteen pigeons tried to shake off, but they didn't shake off G11 secretly.

"Hey, do you think I'm easy to bully?"

Sixteen pigeons looked at UMP45 unhappily.

"Stop talking nonsense, the commander has handed over the command authority to me. Now you should obey the order honestly, or you can carry out the mind melting measures on the spot."

UMP45 put away the laughter of the past, and spoke meticulously.

"Humph."

Sixteen pigeons let out a hum to express their dissatisfaction, and quickly ran to the parking area with G11 on their backs.

Half an hour later, all the T-dolls were back on the buggy.

"Now the communication ban is implemented. Sixteen Pigeons, AA12, the two of you will follow me in an off-road vehicle. If you have any questions, keep it. All combat personnel must finish eating during the driving process."

After UMP45 finished speaking, he started the off-road vehicle and drove out towards the east area.

Both Sixteen Pigeon and AA12 were puzzled, but they still followed the off-road vehicle driven by UMP45 in obedience to the order without saying a word.

After driving for half an hour, the car driven by UMP45 stopped beside an abandoned building.

UMP45 took out a satellite phone and dialed the satellite phone in MoBank's hand.

Chapter 250 Nine Twenty-five Boys! Lots of Two-Five Boys!

"Hello? What's the matter?"

Moyin's voice came from the satellite phone.

"This spirit-alienated zombie may be able to monitor our situation through brainwave feedback. After four hours of tracking, I have confirmed that it is changing its brainwave condition to suit the tactical humanoid, while evacuating and moving in one direction. This means It's so intelligent that we won't be able to track it down like this."

UMP45 reported concisely and clearly.

"Is that so, then you guys come back, let's go directly to the next steelmaking plant overnight to get resources, and then let Akagi carry out carpet bombing."

Mo Yin sighed and spoke.

"Please be patient, Commander. I'm not saying that this alienated zombie cannot be killed. Although it has extremely high intelligence, it escaped after hearing that we were the troops sent to kill it."

"But if our beheading team has given up its beheading mission, it will definitely not be able to let go of your bait, so it will chase you down."

"Now that I have taken the tactical dolls out of its brainwave coverage area, it can't monitor our actions now."

"In this way, as long as you stay in place, I guess it will continue to try to track and hypnotize you and finally kill you. When it reaches a certain area, I will drive back quickly with the T-Doll, and I should have time to intercept and kill it."

"After some speculation, I think the brain wave coverage of this alienated zombie is about 10 kilometers."

"The direction I led the team to search is based on a straight-line distance. Now its brainwaves should not be enough to monitor your side. For this reason, I hope you will draw a few more people to stay in place and stay still to prepare for battle. .”

"Although this zombie can understand that we are the team chasing and killing it, if it is only the tactical dolls standing in place, I don't think it can tell whether these tactical dolls are lethal to itself."

"Once the tactical doll who stayed in place found the alienated zombie, it immediately shot and notified us to siege it."

UMP45 quickly stated the battle plan he had drawn up.

"Okay, I will make arrangements right away."

Moyin was also unambiguous, and immediately hung up the satellite phone.

"Sten, saboteur, can you two stay here?"

"no problem!"

"Is it okay to say anything, you are our commander, what you say is an order, and we have no right to refuse."

Sten and the saboteur spoke at the same time.

"Um... I want to ask for your opinions. If you are unwilling or not good at performing this task, I will consider other candidates."

Looking at the saboteur who was a little awkward because of the confinement, Moyin explained helplessly.

"Of course, no problem. I'm an excellent blasting expert. Sniping things like this is also a piece of cake. I will use my howitzer to tear the enemy apart."

The saboteur confidently patted the howitzers on both sides of his body.

"Then please, try to stay as still as possible during the waiting period, and don't make any moves that make the alienated zombie feel dangerous."

"This thing ran away without hesitation because of 45 and the others. It should be a zombie that is afraid of death. If you are too aggressive, it may avoid you."

Mo Yin exhorted.

"Silver, use the windbreaker to cover the armed forces of the two of you. The howitzer looks quite lethal, and it doesn't affect shooting anyway."

HK416 opening is recommended.

"That's right, then you two put on your windbreakers, it's getting cold outside."

Moyin took out two trench coats and handed them to Stern and Vandal respectively.

The two took the windbreakers and put them on respectively, and then got out of the RV.

three hours later.

Mo Yin sat on the roof of the RV, watching the cold moonlight and waiting for the arrival of the alienated zombies.

The sky is full of stars, no longer like the big cities before the end of the world, not even a single star can be seen.

In the sky full of stars, Moyin felt a sense of quiet beauty. With the soft moonlight, Moyin suddenly saw the architect tens of meters away holding up the RPG to him.

"Fuck..."

Mo Yin suddenly turned over and jumped off the roof of the RV.

He knew very well that the real architect was still waiting in the RV below him, and the architect outside was definitely an illusion created by that damned spiritual alienation body.

But if this is an illusion, then I'm afraid that the RPG she plays can't trigger the force field shield she wears at all, because in fact there is no physical attack at all.

But his brain will immediately accept the blasting feeling of being bombarded by an RPG. He is not yet confident that his body can resist an RPG and survive.

But even if he knew it was an illusion, he still couldn't do anything to the architect, so Mo Yin had to flee directly in the direction of the architect.

The alienated zombies of the spiritual system are constantly approaching him, so he will naturally not foolishly throw himself into the trap.

The more the opponent wanted him to approach it proactively, Moyin refused to do so, otherwise the tactical dolls might be wary of attacking the psycho-alienated zombies.