In the last days, I became the young former commander

"Ordinary zombies will be afraid of this kind of coercion, so as long as I am in this area, ordinary zombies will not approach me under normal circumstances."

"Unless there is a zombie commander such as the corpse king who has the ability to enslave ordinary zombies."

"Huh? Commander, can you become a talisman for a gathering place?"

Desert Eagle asked in surprise.

"On the contrary, not only can I not be a talisman...but it will also bring disasters. If I really want to count it, I will be a disaster star."

Looking at the saboteurs who were arranging explosives, Mo Yin replied with a wry smile.

"Why is this?"

Desert Eagle was a little puzzled.

"This kind of zombie coercion is not only beneficial, but also has certain disadvantages."

"After feeling the pressure of other zombies, high-level zombies will come to hunt and kill. From a racial point of view, it is to promote a king in a race. I am also planned to be one of them."

"So if I stay in a certain area for a long time, it will induce extremely powerful zombies to approach."

"Before you came, I stayed in my gathering place for a month, and there was a corpse king who brought more than 100 million ordinary zombies, and tens of thousands of alienated zombies of various lines came to my door. The ammunition supply alone has spent all of my savings of more than 6000 million yuan."

"Even so, tens of thousands of soldiers died in that war... because of me."

"This is really interesting, Commander, you seem to have made a mistake, you are a guy with a not very flexible mind."

The Desert Eagle showed a nice smile.

"What went wrong?"

Mo Yin turned his attention to the Desert Eagle.

"There is only one question, if you don't exist, commander, will the corpse emperor appear?"

The Desert Eagle asked faintly.

"Yes? Zombies are based on their racial characteristics, and high-level zombies will fight each other and continue to evolve."

"Then if the commander is not there, this corpse emperor will encounter a human gathering place sooner or later, and at that time, what will happen if the commander is not there?"

"All... all destroyed."

"Correct solution, the problem is not solved by escaping? If the commander wants to rest, he has to wipe out all the zombies in this world, so that he can truly be freed from the battle."

"It's really tough work."

Mo Yin smiled bitterly, but found that there was no dissatisfaction in his heart, but a sense of relief.

As long as there is a solution, he always thought that he might not be able to live in human society in the future, so he could only wander around with a tactical doll.

Looking at it now, I have fallen into a misunderstanding.

Similarly, he also needs ordinary people to form troops to effectively clean up zombies.

After all, even if all the tactical dolls are summoned by him, there are only less than 1000 people, and it is really unrealistic to wipe out billions of zombies.

So he had to use the power of other survivors to effectively clean up the zombies.

As long as enough weapons and ammunition can be provided, perhaps one day the zombies in the world can really be cleaned up.

If it really can't be cleaned up, then there's nothing he can do about it.

"The explosives have been set up, all that remains is to lure that big guy over."

The saboteur returned to Moyin and answered.

"The power is okay, right? Why don't you release more?"

Moyin said with some worry.

"I'm an expert in blasting! Even if the Transformers come, I have to fly into the sky!"

The saboteur yelled confidently with his waist pierced.

During the conversation, a gray shadow suddenly jumped down from a nearby tree, and fiercely rushed towards Mo Yin's back.

The Desert Eagle immediately raised the huge silver pistol in his hand and pulled the trigger. The gray hider was thrown three meters away, and fell to the ground like a rag bag. breach.

"As expected of you, it's really excellent lethality, thank you."

Moyin took back the high-frequency particle vibration knife he just took out into the system space, and praised with a smile.

"Is this the so-called high-level alienated zombie? The speed is very agile."

The Desert Eagle stepped forward and inspected the hidden man's body.

"It has not yet reached the high-level alienated body, it is a middle-level alienated body. Its skin and muscle strength are still relatively poor, and the body of the high-level alienated body will have a certain degree of self-healing and toughness."

"The skin toughness of a high-level alien body can defend against the bullets of a submachine gun, and its speed and strength will be improved to a certain extent. It is a very difficult enemy."

Moyin introduced.

"Is there any weakness?"

"At least zombies below the king level have weaknesses. Except for the head splitter and the advanced split body girl, most of the other zombies are in the eyes."

Mo Yin replied.

"I see, what about the zombies above the higher ranks? Who will deal with them?"

The Desert Eagle asked.

"If there is enough distance between me, akagi, and the agent, the architect and M99 should be able to deal with it. The information about the alienated zombies we have encountered is recorded in the computer. I will take you to see it later. Bar."

"Ok."

"AK12, can I ask you to lead that alienated giant tree to the explosion area arranged by the destroyer?"

Moyin took out a motorcycle, then pressed the tactical headset and asked.

"We don't have the right to refuse orders, do we?"

The calm voice of the AK12 came from the tactical headset.

"Well... If you hate doing it, I can arrange for others to do it too..."

"It doesn't matter. I don't have any preferences when it comes to missions. The vehicle you provided is this motorcycle, right?"

AK12 got off the RV, looked at the motorcycle and asked.

"Well, the car is a little inflexible. It's not good to hit the pile of explosives. You can try to stay away from the pile of explosives so that you don't get accidentally injured."

Mo Yin exhorted.

"Got it, I don't hate the feeling of being cared about."

AK12 started the motorcycle and rode along the road towards the tower-like mutated giant tree in the distance.

Chapter 270 The Trapped Nagant Revolver

"Okay, let's take you to look at the information collected so far, it will also be helpful for future battles."

Moyin returned to the RV with the Desert Eagle, took out a laptop, and opened a word document.

A large number of graphic materials appeared in front of the Desert Eagle.

"Very useful information, please lend me the computer for a while."

Desert Eagle picked up the laptop.

"Ah, okay, but try to return it to me within two days, the rebellious team hasn't had time to look at it yet."

Mo Yin exhorted.

"It should be recorded in half a day, don't worry."

Desert Eagle glanced at the file briefly, and replied confidently.

Moyin nodded and walked towards the cab.

"Sten, drive the car to the city and hide it. AK12 is riding a motorcycle to lure monsters. If the giant mutant tree sees the RV, it might come after us."

"okay."

Sten turned the steering wheel and drove towards the city.

"Hey, do you hear the tactical dolls? This is the Nagant revolver. I need some ammunition and ration support. I hope that the capable brother echelon can come to support it."

A somewhat unfamiliar voice came from Moyin's tactical headset.

"Huh? Nagant Revolver, I think I'm your commander, report your location, and I'll go to support you."

Mo Yin asked.

"Ah, I actually got in touch with you, Commander. I'm really sorry. An old bone like me is really not good at fighting. I'm sorry to trouble you."

"What happened?"

Moyin asked with concern.

"I fought an encounter on the road. Unfortunately, I lost to the opponent and had to flee in a hurry."

"I'm in an underground parking lot right now, I'm really sorry, I don't know exactly where this is."

"There's a big snake outside, it's hard to kill, please be careful... zila...a little bit, my energy can last about 27 hours... zila zila."

There was a noise, and Nagant Revolver's communication was cut off.

"45, is there a way to track the signal of the Nagant revolver?"

Moyin pressed the tactical headset and asked.

"I've been doing it just now, but the time is still too short, and I haven't had time to locate it. I can only roughly establish that the direction is to the west."

The sound of UMP45 comes from the tactical headset.

"Sten, drive west."

"Approximately how far?"

Sten asked.

"Let me look at the map and drive five kilometers first."

Moyin opened the offline map while talking.

"Hey, has the Commander guessed where the new companion is?"

Sten said in surprise.

"I don't know, but for the snake, it should be near the zoo, right? I'm going to look for it. If there is a zoo around here, it's more likely that Nagant is there."

Moyin replied while looking at the map.

"Is that so, as expected of the commander, tell me when it's time to turn the corner."

Sten said in admiration, and then stepped on the accelerator.

A few minutes later, Moyin found a Linwen Wildlife Park on the map, and then Moyin started the map navigation.

"Commander, leave the rescue operations to us. Your head injury hasn't healed yet, so it's not suitable for strenuous exercise"

UMP45 walked behind Moyin with UMP9 and UMP40, and said with a smile.

"Well, be careful. The vitality of snakes is quite tenacious. If they are also alienated animals, they will be much more difficult than ordinary alienated zombies."

"Hehehe, there are so many people here, and I don't plan to rely on the three of us to carry out rescue operations, just to ensure that you can stay safe."

UMP45 replied with a smile.

"I'm not a frizzy brat, don't you think it's rude to say that..."

Mo Yin said a little depressed.

"No, I'm just saying that you are impulsive, Commander, and you are easily swayed by your emotions and act recklessly. You didn't say anything bad at all."

UMP45 showed a happy smile, and replied without any guilt.

"40, don't bully the commander, just be more respectful."

40 squeezed UMP45's cheek, and said angrily.

"Don't worry, Miss 40, the Commander is not someone who cares about that kind of thing, right? Commander"

UMP45 happily asked.