I am the zombie king of the apocalypse

After discovering these soldiers of the Second Legion who were behaving strangely, the night patrol team quickly ran over and shouted at them.

Walking up to the person at the front, he took out a pen and a small notebook, and stretched out his other hand to them, ready to ask for their name tag.

The plainclothes soldier of the Second Legion smiled, pulled off his name tag, handed it to the other person's hand, and asked: "Brothers, are you all from the Eighth Legion?" The night watch soldier took the name tag, his face Unable to see his expression, he replied: "We are all here, why aren't we from the Eighth Army? But you, I haven't seen you in the Eighth Army. Where did you come from?"

After speaking, he copied the name on the name tag in a small notebook.

"From the Eighth Legion? Are you all?" The Second Legion soldier handed him his name tag and asked again, with a simple and honest smile on his face that could not be disgusted.

"Yes, we are all, stop talking, give me all your name tags first, and then we will talk about this after registering." The other night watch soldiers said impatiently, reaching out to the plainclothes soldiers of the Second Legion.

But they didn't notice that after they admitted that they were soldiers belonging to the Eighth Legion, the soldier in front of him who first handed him the name tag also had a strange look in his eyes. He quietly turned his head and talked to the plainclothes soldier behind him. They looked at each other, then nodded in unison.

The next second the night guard soldier registered his name with a pen, the plainclothes soldier in front of him suddenly took out a dagger from his waist. Without saying a word, he pointed the sharp blade at his neck and then inserted it hard. !

A slight sound of "Pfft" sounded, and the sound of skin being torn apart sounded so relieving to the ears of these plainclothes soldiers!

The night watch soldier who registered his name felt a chill on his neck at this moment. Soon, his brain reacted and kept sending him pain messages. A chilling pain came, making his eyes pause. Time to open!

"Well……"

He made a hoarse sound, and his body began to struggle. The dagger in the opponent's hand was inserted into his neck. The blade of the dagger rolled and stirred in his neck. He felt that his blood vessels were quickly broken by the dagger's destruction. , the rupture of his breathing tube made him unable to make a sound, and he could not breathe at the same time. A life-threatening suffocation feeling surged over him like a wave.

He could only make a sound of "uh uh uh", with an incredible look in his eyes. He suspected that he was not in the joint unified district, but it seemed that he was not somewhere else. This was the joint unified district, and the top leaders of the Peace Association Strictly said that all people who serve or live in the United Unified District are not allowed to kill each other. Anyone who violates this will be killed!

This is an order issued by someone at the level of Vice President, and how dare anyone dare to violate it?

But now, has someone really swung the blade at me, who is also a member of the Peace Society?

He couldn't figure it out, why? Why take such a big risk to kill yourself?

He didn't know these people unless they were not from the Joint United District.

When he died, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, and finally they all came to three words: why.

The dagger in his hand stirred wildly, tearing and mincing all the internal structures of his neck, and a stream of blood shot out nearly two meters away like water being shot from a water gun.

"Go to hell!" The plainclothes soldier who handed over what he knew at the beginning had a fierce expression on his face, and the murderous intent in his eyes was not concealed at all. This guy had obviously killed many people, otherwise he would not have been so clean and tidy.

After holding the dagger and smashing the respiratory tract, esophagus and other blood vessels inside the opponent's neck, he pulled out the dagger, then pointed it at his heart and inserted it without any hesitation, completely cutting off the opponent's life. .

With this knife, all life was cut off, and just as he imagined, the whole person fell to the ground with a "plop", his body convulsed, and the vague sound coming from his mouth made people not sure what it meant. But it can be seen that this person has a strong desire to survive. But today, none of the night watch soldiers here will survive!

All this happened in less than three seconds. The night watch soldiers of the Eighth Legion saw a companion lying in a pool of blood. The sudden scene made them a little overwhelmed, but at least they had experienced several wars. , and soon, these night watch soldiers reacted.

But their reaction was still too slow. Before they had time to turn on the exoskeleton suit, other plainclothes soldiers of the Second Legion had already begun to take action. They took out daggers forged from high-grade H steel from their clothes and aimed at these night watch soldiers. He rushed over, then raised his knife and dropped it. With a few muffled sounds, these night watch soldiers also fell into a pool of blood like the night watch soldiers who were killed at the beginning.

"solved."

All night watch soldiers died, one of the plainclothes soldiers said calmly.

"Do you want to deal with it?"

"No, even if you handle it well, you will be discovered. Anyway, the general has already said hello to everyone. If we kill a few more later, our end will be to stay in Building 18 for a few days."

"right."

"Let's go."

This group of plainclothes soldiers ignored the bodies on the ground, put away the daggers, then took out their laser weapons and headed towards the dormitory buildings in front.

Next, they are going to have a big fight!

The people of the Eighth Legion killed so many of their brothers last night, but they only squatted in Building 18 for a few days, and the reason turned out to be that the people of the Eighth Legion wanted to avenge their brothers.

Yesterday, a large number of my brothers died. Today, I and others came to do the same thing, also to avenge my dead brothers. Logically speaking, the punishment should be the same as that of the soldiers of the Eighth Legion yesterday. Same, go to the 18th building and squat for a few days.

This is very reasonable.

Under the reflection of the corpses on the ground, a group of soldiers in plain clothes disappeared into the darkness one after another. Their figures flashed and appeared under the dim street lights from time to time, like ghosts.

In a short time, they all walked not far from the dormitory building in front. As soon as they got close, there were too many people, thirty or forty people, and they were soon discovered by the dormitory management soldiers.

"Who? Come out!"

In a daze, I saw a large group of figures flashing past the front. Several dormitory soldiers sitting in front of the guard booth suddenly woke up and shouted in that direction.

"Where is there anyone?"

"There was someone there just now, and I saw it too."

While the other dormitory soldiers were confused, in the next second, everyone saw little red lights lighting up in the darkness ahead. These red lights dispersed some of the surrounding darkness, and they gradually saw a group of hands. Someone with a laser weapon!