Doomsday Mage Summons the Undead

Qi Lin continued to listen.

"That big guy is half a person tall. Don't look at him like a little guy in front of the blood cow corpse beast. Its big pincers are so powerful that it can kill a blood cow corpse beast in one fell swoop!"

"You just blow it!"

"You can really brag, how big is that blood cow carcass? Will it not be able to beat the little one you said?"

Survivors all around ridiculed the blushing person.

"It's true." Haoren Zhen said suddenly: "What he said is true, that guy has a ghost face on his back, and three pairs of side eyes, although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but I know there is such a thing. "

Hearing what Haoren Zhen said, the man's face was full of arrogance again.

"That guy is very sensitive to light. At that time, the engineering vehicles outside the safe zone were building a defensive layer. As a result, there were heavy casualties,"

Zhen Haoren's tone of voice was a little sad for the talk that everyone said was used to show off.

But Zhen Haoren soon smiled and said: "Fortunately, we have Major Qin Youde, he cooperated with other Grade A sharp knife squads, and he also succeeded in fighting that monster to death."

Zhen Haoren said it very easily, and the survivors who listened to him were also very comfortable.

After all, no one wants to hear that monsters defeated Ultraman.

But the actual situation is: that time when the ghost scorpion attacked, the safe zone was almost breached by the ghost scorpion, and the guards outside the military suffered heavy casualties. Qin Youde, who carried the big shield and rushed forward, used the injury-for-injury style of play, coupled with the assistance of the sharp knife squad that came back in an emergency, and this was how he fought to death the ghost scorpion.

"Well, ghost and scorpion, I also killed it." Qi Lin beside him was thinking.

He was thinking about whether he could get information about the demon seed, and then send a ghost team to kill it.

As a result, Qi Lin was a little bit disappointed after hearing Zhen Haoren's words.

And Qi Lin also felt that the thing they were talking about should be the ghost scorpion that was once killed by the black wind.

The survivors on the other side seemed to be supported by the words of Zhen Haoren, and continued to show off: "There is also a huge blood-colored plant covered with spikes!"

"I heard that the military used the spikes to fuse new materials for military spikes and other weapons?"

The survivor said, turning his head to look at Haoren Zhen, wanting to get the affirmation of the person with the most authority in the car.

The latter thought for a while and said, "You should be talking about blood vines. Yes, the military has already made many weapons with materials from this demon."

Haoren Zhen took out the army thorn and a red magazine and said, "Nong, the sharpness of the army thorn is much higher than before, and it can cause damage to advanced mutants."

"There is also this special magazine. If a big guy like a blood cow carcass is hit in a vital point, it will be too much to bear."

Zhen Haoren looked at the surprised survivors and said with a smile: "Although the monsters are scary, everyone must believe in the military. Under the leadership of the military, the world will definitely get better!"

He carefully put the red magazine back on the inside of the armed belt around his waist.

Only he and the deputy captain had this kind of special magazine, which contained eighteen rounds of special bullets.

The other soldiers had only one shot each.

If it weren't for the important task they were responsible for escorting this time, I'm afraid this kind of magazine would not have been issued to them.

Zhen Haoren thought for a while and added: "I heard from Major Qin that the blood vine juice emits an irresistible aroma, and those who eat it will become addicts. If you get up and encounter it, you still have to be careful not to eat it by mistake."

For Zhen Haoren, he will not miss any opportunity that can unite human forces, anything that can make human beings live better, anything that can make people live longer, and any opportunity that can improve the survivors' impression of the military.

But Qi Lin was thinking boredly at the moment: Well, the blood vine also killed it.

He listened for a while, and found that the survivors in the car started to blow the wheels of the car and how awesome the corpse beast was, obviously there was no stock related to the monsters.

This disappointed Qi Lin who wanted to know some information about the demon species.

Qi Lin closed his eyes and entered the soul link, and checked that the undead were still developing in an orderly manner.

He looked sideways at Haoren Zhen, and asked with a smile: "Lieutenant Zhen, you just said that you were traveling dangerously overnight because you were sending weapons. In fact, it should be possible to travel during the day, right? Your leaders can't ignore the dangerous factors of the night and insist on Let you risk your way all night?"

Good man Zhen smiled and replied: "If it is day and night, then the time is too tight. If we arrive late, there may be many more people killed in the stronghold that needs weapons."

"However, isn't it more dangerous to risk traveling overnight?" Qi Lin asked again.

"Isn't there a skeleton man? We are also in his honor." Good man Zhen replied with a smile.

He didn't have the slightest airs of an officer, facing Qi Lin's question, Zhen Hao, who was in his thirties, replied patiently like a big brother.

The survivors next to him also booed: "It's better to be a soldier. I have developed my courage. If it is me, I will not dare to drive at night, hahaha!"

"After all, you are a soldier who defends your home and country. Shouldn't you be better than us?"

Good man Zhen waved his hand, smiled and said to everyone who agreed: "It's too vulgar to talk about defending the family and the country, it's meaningless."

After speaking, he took out a photo from his pocket.

"Come and show everyone, this is my girlfriend." Zhen Haoren looked proud, holding the photo and moving slowly in front of everyone in the car.

Qi Lin looked intently, it was a group photo of Zhen Haoren and a girl under the Potala Palace.

The girl in the photo is smiling like a flower in the sun.

Zhen Haoren put away the photos carefully, and then said with a smile: "That's enough."

His unassuming behavior once again narrowed the relationship with everyone.

According to some rumors among the survivors, the army would only rescue big shots and abandon them, the gap created by the gossip and gossip, which also disappeared quickly at this moment.

The fateful survivor asked with a smile: "Is my sister-in-law in Nanzhili? They are all young people, so it shouldn't be so unlucky to turn into a corpse."

The volume of the last few survivors is getting lower and lower.

Because he saw Zhen Haoren's expression was a little lonely.

"I'm sorry Captain Zhen, I said the wrong thing." The survivor hesitated and dared not speak again.

The rest of the people also looked at him rather complaining, a little disgusted that he could not open the pot or carry it.

But Lieutenant Zhen forced a smile and said: "It's nothing, life, old age, sickness and death, people have to go through it."

"My girlfriend."

"He died two years before the catastrophe."

The atmosphere in the car instantly dropped to the bottom.

Zhen Haoren also noticed this, he laughed and said: "Be happy, why do you feel like the one in a war movie who is about to die after seeing the family photos."

Seeing that everyone was still a bit dull, he said again: "By the way, I have something to tell everyone."

"I heard from the above that the personal module of the chosen person is about to open. According to the time prediction, it should be tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

Zhen Haoren said seriously to everyone in the car: "Everyone must pay attention to subdividing their future tracks, this is very important."

"If you choose the wrong one, the consequences are really serious."

Thanks: A reward of 500 starting coins for the narrator's confession!