Darkness is Coming

   In the headquarters of the 258th brigade, Zhao Jiangqiang supported his tired body, waiting for Liu Yuanzhou to come to report. He lit cigarettes one after another, but he couldn't get rid of the tiredness.

   It took a few more cigarettes to pass. When the smell of burning cigarettes started to make Zhao Jiang feel sick, the orderly led Liu Yuanzhou into the headquarters.

   "Report to the brigade commander." Liu Yuanzhou first raised his hand to salute after entering the door, "Liu Yuanzhou, the commander-in-chief of the frontline headquarters of the corpse battle, came to report."

   Zhao Jiang laughed, put out the cigarette and waved to Liu Yuanzhou: "Yuanzhou, if you are not used to this set, you can skip it, it's okay, don't be restrained. Come, sit!"

  Liu Yuanzhou sat on the seat pointed by Zhao Jiang according to his words, and then Zhao Jiang couldn't wait to ask: "How is the operation of Tianjian? Is there any damage to the Falcon team?"

  Operation Tianjian is a combat operation led by Zhao Jiang, organized by Jiang Haichao, and directed by Liu Yuanzhou. The main goal is to hunt down mutants and fight against organized criminal gangs.

The members of Operation   Tianjian include two teams of elite warriors, four awakened ones, and Liu Yuanzhou himself.

"There are no casualties at present, and the combat effect is as expected. Now the Falcon Squad has been led by Qi Lie to Yuanjiang Normal College. According to the clues I have collected, there may be a large number of mutants there." Liu Yuanzhou finished speaking and took out a The bracelet engraved with unknown symbols was handed to Zhao Jiang, "This time when I come back, I have more important things to report to you."

   "Oh? This is it?" Zhao Jiang held the bracelet and looked over and over, but couldn't see the name.

"Two things, the first is that this kind of bracelet can greatly strengthen the wearer's physical fitness after filling the zombie brain core. The specific data is here, you can also try it yourself." Liu Yuanzhou handed out a document and continued, "I've organized a group of researchers led by Dai Xin, a professor of semiotics, to study this, but have so far yielded nothing."

   "Oh?" Zhao Jiang was so surprised that he couldn't believe it. After all, when people are middle-aged, their ability to accept such unknown and novel things is always inferior to that of young people.

   "Where did this bracelet come from?" After trying the bracelet, Zhao Jiang's attitude became serious immediately, "What does the person who made the bracelet have to do with the virus that caused the disaster this time! Is there some conspiracy!"

Liu Yuanzhou shook his head calmly and said, "At present, there is no connection. I think it is necessary for us to master the manufacturing method of this kind of bracelet. If it can be manufactured in large quantities and popularized, it will not only improve the combat effectiveness of the troops, but also open up the possibility A whole new technology system.”

   "This is the foundation of a strong country!" Zhao Jiang touched his eyebrows and nodded solemnly: "For the sake of the country and the people, we must master the manufacturing method and related information of this bracelet! No matter the cost!"

   "Understood." Liu Yuanzhou nodded, "Leave it to me."

   "Let Jiang Haichao handle this matter with you." After Zhao Jiang finished speaking, he smiled apologetically at Liu Yuanzhou and said, "Yuanzhou, it's not that I don't believe you, it's a big deal, and there can be no accidents."

"I understand." Liu Yuanzhou smiled and nodded. On the way here, he was ready to be supervised and supervised. Collective interests outweighed personal interests. For the sake of the country, in order to save more compatriots in Yuanjiang, he sacrificed his own personal interests and part of it. Power, there is nothing to hesitate.

   "What about the second thing?"

"In the process of gathering the refugees, my department rescued a survivor who escaped from the Yuangui Expressway. According to him, a dim light can be seen outside the dome, I think it may be outside trying to contact us, I think Immediately bring people there to find out."

   "Okay, it's not too late, you take a break and then set off." Zhao Jiang nodded in agreement, "The command of the Falcon Squad will be handed over to Qi Lie and Jiang Haichao."

   "Okay." Liu Yuanzhou saluted Zhao Jiang again, and then strode out of the conference room.

Zhao Jiang sat in the same position, sighing for a long time, leaning on the table and chair for a while, fell into a deep drowsiness, and the orderly who walked into the command room to clean up the hygiene wanted Brigadier Zhao to rest on the bed, but he did not dare to wake up Zhao, who was finally able to rest for a while. The brigade commander could only find a thin blanket and cover it for Zhao Jiang, then gently closed the door and whispered to the guard: "The brigade commander is sleeping, don't let anyone in."

  The guard nodded sensible, stood guard outside the door, and tried his best to buy more time for Zhao Jiang to rest.

  ………………

   Yuanjiang Teachers College is as white as the dead sea.

  A young man with two guns was walking in the corridor, humming a little tune softly, and walking in the aisle where bloodstains dried up and flies and maggots were everywhere, as if walking in his own back garden.

  This is of course not his garden, so soon the uninvited guest is stopped and seven mutants surround him.

   "Crack, crack, new?" The leading mutant swelled its swollen throat and made an unpleasant sound.

   "Ah, come uninvited, and look at Haihan." The young man smiled casually, with a graceful demeanor.

The mutant leader felt that he was being compared, and was extremely unhappy, so he decided to give this ignorant newcomer a slap in the face: "You, ka, what's your name? Just give me a reason to let you go, click."

   "Ah, let me introduce myself, my name is Bai." The young man raised his hands in a starter gesture, "I'm the future king of the saints."

   "Crack, quack quack—" The mutant leader let out a drake-like laugh, but it didn't take long for the harsh laughter to stop abruptly.

  White started.

   "Aren't you going to help?" asked Ronaldo, who was hiding in the distance and quietly watching.

   It seems that less is worth more, but there are more than a dozen mutants behind the bone spurs, all waiting for orders. With just one order, they will immediately go to the battlefield, and the difference in quantity will be reversed in an instant.

   "No need." Ronaldo shook his head, "Just follow Bai's orders."

  Ronaldo said this not only because he and the Bone Spurs needed to stay hidden and complete the task that Bai gave, but also because he really wanted to know how powerful Bai, who never made a move, really was.

"Perhaps, Bai also wants to use this opportunity to show his force and deter the guys behind him. After all, except for me and Bone Spurs, most of the other saints advocate force and don't show their skills. It's hard to convince them by conspiracy alone." Ronaldo thought to himself in his heart, while observing the battle ahead, he raised his huge ears and listened to all the sounds in the vicinity.

  White really doesn't need their help.

   In the siege of the seven mutants, Bai is like a butterfly in a storm, dancing gracefully and gracefully.

   But unlike the butterfly whose wings were destined to be wet in the storm, in the storm-like attack, none of the mutants could touch the corner of Bai's clothes.

The fierce battle that should have been extremely tense, looked so beautiful and relaxed in the eyes of watching, as if the stage play had been rehearsed countless times, as if the seven dwarfs tried their best to dance with Snow White, but the clumsy and embarrassing movements And just right to bring out the protagonist in the center of the stage.

A mutant's violent attack was messy under Bai Yi's stumbling dance steps. The stabbed right arm rubbed against Bai's coat and landed in the air. Bai, who turned around, handed out his right hand. The eyes of the body, the bullet jumped out of the barrel of the gun, ran directly into the brain cavity, and rolled happily.

"boom."

   The first shot was fired, announcing the exit of the first dancer.