The end of the world: Hundreds of billions of supplies and arms were looted from the United States a

"Baby, did you say that the end of the world is coming, why is this lungs full of blood.

Lao Wang sat slumped and leaned against the hatch, his eyes began to be a little cloudy, and one or two dark silk threads appeared on the whites of his eyes.

The originally chubby and black cheeks have dried up a lot, showing his extremely high appearance, which can set fire to the hearts of all middle-aged women.

Lao Wang seemed to be talking to himself and complaining.

"Baby, it's a pity, it's a pity that you're still so young..."

Feng Yukong sat down next to him, looking up at the ceiling, no expression on his face.

He didn't speak, but listened quietly.

Lao Wang was struggling, and began to speak hard, "I don't want to, I don't want to become those monsters, my daughter won't want to see me like that, I..."

Feng Yukong silently put something in his hand.

Lao Wang's eyes finally had a glimmer of light:

"Gun, my daughter's favorite, remember what I told you, her favorite one is the old Browning M1906 pistol, haha."

His cloudy eyes couldn't see clearly, and the one in his hand was the Browning M1906.

This is the last thing that can be done by sealing the void.

"Baby, thank you for letting me die with dignity, see you in the next life.

Lao Wang picked up a pistol and pointed it at his head.

He suddenly thought of a hundred years later, when his daughter saw her head blooming below, she complained....

He pulled the trigger and laughed, "Silly girl, isn't this much better than a monster?"

Feng Yukong watched Lao Wang collapse down.

Then put his body on the ground.

There was silence for a few seconds.

The boy took out the Patek Philippe watch that Lao Wang had secretly stuffed into his pocket before, and put it back on Lao Wang's hand, which was picked by Lao Wang's daughter, and engraved with his name, Wang Danong.

From Lao Wang talking to himself like a whining all the time, to finally becoming angry, the young man didn't say a word during the whole process, just listened quietly.

It wasn't until Lao Wang died, he kicked open the cockpit door hard, and finally broke out the first sentence:

"Lao Tzu,, you, we, the, M!!"

A tunic Gatling with an unknown length of bullet bag appeared in his hand, and the fire poured out unbridledly!

The heavy weapon bullet sputtering that he had been worried about before would cause damage to the cabin and cause it to disintegrate, but now he no longer cares!

The brilliant ballistic fire light shone on his face, his face was expressionless, but his eyes were full of endless madness...

Utter madness!

At this time, the entire plane was already full

of zombies! Countless zombies tried to rush through the hatch as if they were alive or dead, but without exception, they were swept by the ballistics of the destroyed machine guns, festered, and were torn apart like paper.

The magazines were rolling at high speed, and the shells were pouring on the ground like meters, piled up like hills.

The powerful trajectory of the ballistic can still be covered from the wheelhouse through first class, business class, and even half of economy class.

The muzzle of the Gatling gun was aimed in a straight line from the nose to the tail of the plane, so as to prevent the cabins on both sides from disintegrating too quickly, but this firepower was enough to inflict a terrifying blow! The firepower

was pierced from the first class to the economy class, and the middle business class was pierced.

In just a few minutes, hundreds of zombies were out of life!

After maximizing Gatling's firepower, he began to take out trolls and eliminate other zombies.

He didn't even need to change the bullet, and after spraying a magazine, he seamlessly replaced another troll from the space, which is equivalent to a troll with infinite bullets.

From the cab to the first class, and then from the first class to the business class, kill and kill, I can't wait to kill from Baicao Garden to Sanwei Library.

The zombie's weakness is the head, and he is harvesting the zombie head at a speed of 1-2 seconds.

Until he made it through the last economy class, only the last zombie was left on the entire plane!

the skinny, cowering zombie at the back, but with a little intelligence in his eyes.

It's the head of this airplane zombie.

Sapient zombie mutants.

It was because of this psychiatric mutant in command that those zombies would take the initiative to hit the first-class cabin before.

Zombie mutants, some will strengthen their bodies, and some will speed up, but these are not the most troublesome.

The most troublesome thing is the kind of zombies that have generated intelligence, although this kind of zombie is not strong, but it can command other zombies, and the threat is the greatest.

And this one in front of me is a 1 in 10,000 probability of appearing in the early days of the apocalypse, not strong, but extremely rare, the brain will grow, and it can command the zombies around it, if you let it grow, it will definitely be the trickiest in the back, and one of the zombies that must be killed at the beginning.

It's a pity that it can definitely grow into a big corpse or even a corpse king in the future, in the early stage of the mutation, it encountered Feng Yukong with heavy firepower at an altitude of 10,000 meters, and the same kind that can be ordered by it has been killed.

In its frightened howl, it shattered its head with a single spray of silence.

Just as he was about to turn away, he suddenly saw a red light fall from its shattered head.

Feng Yukong squinted, picked it up and looked at it, it was like a ruby the size of a fingernail, crystal clear, and the inside was shining.

"Something similar to a crystal nucleus?"

In his previous life, he only lived for less than a month before he died, and he didn't know much about many of the rules of the end times.

For example, he had only heard of it, but he had never really encountered this kind of rare zombie, and he didn't know that the rare zombie actually had this kind of thing in his head.

Mutants are already rare, not to mention the rarer psychic type among mutants, and what it bursts out is definitely a good thing!

Time is pressing, let's take it first, and then turn around and leave after collecting it in the space.

So far, no corpses have survived!

The whole process took less than 10 minutes...

The boy's always clean white shirt was dyed blood-red, and he was covered in blood, like a young killing god!

He carefully confirmed that after killing all the zombies and there was not a single living mouth on the plane, this was very important for his next step.

Then he rushed to the cab.

The aircraft autopilot technology in 2060 is very mature, even if the pilot has a problem, it can fly stably for a period of time, and the aircraft at this time still maintains the autopilot mode, but Rao is so, the numbers on the dashboard show that the plane has descended from the initial 10,000 meters to only 4399 meters!

"

The highest safe altitude of extreme skydiving is 5,000 meters, and he has a strengthened body, and he has the top skydiving equipment in his materials, and he can do the same! Thinking of this, he put on a windproof suit and skydiving equipment without hesitation and came to the first-class cabin and took out an RPG!

After a pause, he closed the cockpit door first.

Then a powerful

wind pressure swept in, and several corpses in the first-class cabin suddenly flew out!

Feng Yukong subconsciously waved his hand, and the space actually seemed to have a sense, and the wind pressure slowed down a few points around him.

He didn't have time to think about it, he had already swept out with the wind.

After two turns in the air, he swept his hand, and the runaway plane entered his own space, and it was no longer possible for the official to locate himself from the black box, nor could he know what was going on the plane from the black box.

"Damn! It's not such a big guy in the state of divine transmission, it's really tired enough!" Feng Yukong felt that he was almost hollowed out, and scolded secretly.

The efficiency of containing hundreds of billions of materials in the previous state of divine transmission was too exaggerated, and this is the weak state after the divine transmission, which is really far from that time.

Fortunately, the plane had already fallen out of control, and the kinetic energy was not as good as before, so he took it in without danger.

At this time, it was night, and no one in Bac Ninh noticed that a small black dot was falling at high speed over a large grassland in the suburbs, as if waiting for the time to open the umbrella.

"Paratrooper 1 is sealed in the air and ready!"

At this time, the Bac Ninh air traffic control tower went crazy.

"Still can't contact flight number!

" "The cockpit didn't respond, and there was no way to know

what was going on there...""The last signal was at altitude 4399..."..."

It's gone!"

No one knew what was going on on this plane, only that it suddenly lowered its altitude when it flew over Bac Ninh City.

When the Bac Ninh Tower tried to contact it, it did not get any reply.

Until ten minutes ago, the radar had its signal response.

But now the signal is completely off the radar.

This plane has become a ghost flight!!

While the others were scrambling, the plane had become a ghost flight, and it had come to a safe height to open the parachute.

After opening the parachute, he slowly descended.

When he was still more than ten meters away from the grass, he waved his hand, and more than a dozen thickened Simmons quilts appeared on the ground, allowing him to achieve a soft landing in the true sense.

There was no danger, the boy took everything back into the space, then took out a beloved little electric donkey from the space, and left with a dada....