"Boom~

" Suddenly, just when Miss Zheng Yan and I were talking to each other, the rolling shutter door downstairs suddenly made a

sound of "boom~".

"They're coming!"

I whispered to the others.

Everyone held their breath and waited for the plague gods to pass by.

The rolling shutter door downstairs will not rattle for no reason, and this sound is generally caused by the pressure difference between indoor and outdoor.

To put it succinctly, it is blown by a gust of wind.

Sure enough, less than 3 seconds after this burst

of sound, there was the sound of footsteps

of "boom ~ boom ~ boom ~" from outside the window, as well as the sound of the

car engine "squeak

~ squeak ~ squeak ~".

Who would have thought that in such an ordinary small hotel on the edge of the provincial road, there was a demolition team of the famous UBM Qingshan Scientific Research Center?

The streets of Lin'an in the picture are now quiet, including giant zombies, undead soldiers, and UBM mercenaries, all of which have disappeared, and there are only a few cars parked on the side of the road, which were just ignited by the RPG Disaster Pond Fish, and are now burning with a crackling sound.

I look at the picture, there is nothing useful now, this small drone, the take-off location is at the east intersection of Lin'an, so when the drone runs out of power, this thing should also return there.

In other words, now this drone, even if the battery is exhausted, it will not cause me any trouble.

I put the drone's remote control, along with my mobile phone, on the table, and prepared to get up and go outside to smoke food for thought.

Just when I was about to go out, the remote control and my mobile phone had already run to Zheng Yan's hand, Zheng Yan saw that I was looking at her and asked a little embarrassed

: "Dao Chief, is it okay for me to control the plane now?"

I didn't think about it and returned:

"It's okay, you can take it and play, but now that the rest of Lin'an is dark, I guess I can't see the reason." "

Oh~"

Zheng Yan returned, and then took care of himself and operated the drone.

The rooms in this hotel are not north-south transparent, open the door, there is a corridor in the middle, and opposite, there is another room facing north.

The suburbs of Lin'an in the end of the world, there is a dead silence at night, it stands to reason that it is now the summer solstice, you know, the frog or something should start to bark, but now outside, there is no sound.

In this narrow aisle, it is even more depressing.

But this darkness and absolute silence calmed my restless heart.

Darkness means that I am surrounded by darkness and cannot see others, which means that darkness also surrounds me, and others cannot see me.

And this absolute silence, and the other people or the slightest gesture, I will hear it clearly, and I have enough time to react.

So, in this environment, I feel very comfortable.

Originally, I wanted to go here to draw spiritual food, but now it seems that here, as long as one person leans quietly for a while, it is enough to refresh his spirit.

I went through a lot tonight, first of all, I met the giant zombie for the first time, and I almost burned myself. Then I cracked the radio intercom, got a preliminary understanding of the giant zombies, and then met two groups of UBM special combat teams with undead soldiers, and the giant zombies rubbed mahjong in Lin'an at night, and finally, the giant zombies ended up running away.

All of this, if you want to trace the source, it has to start with the UBM soldiers in the substation where I went with the fat man during the day.

And that soldier is estimated to be the second wave of UBM special combat team, the UBM special combat team that first came to Lin'an to be wiped out.

And these three teams have one thing in common, that is: they have the same goal, that is, the giant zombies in Lin'an City.

Judging from the results, the third team seems to have won a battle, the second team is a draw, and the first pair is cannon fodder.

In terms of weapons and equipment, as well as personnel equipment, the first team is equipped with M4 rifles, while the second team led by Captain Jerry got RPG rockets, and the third team not only carried RPG rockets, but also brought three secret weapons - undead warrior zombies.

Just when I was thinking, what are these people going to do here, the door behind me suddenly

"squeak~",

it was opened, and then there was a familiar voice from the fat man:

"Dao Chief, are there still cigars?"

"The numb eggs, the mouth is still raised, and the cigars are up!"

"I just watched those team leaders of UBM smoking cigars, and I became addicted to cigarettes all of a sudden, hehe~

"" You're concerned about these things?" I

took a cigar out of my pocket, broke it in the middle, gave it in half to the fat man, and said

, "It's not good to smoke too much, huh." Take it away~

" "Dao Chief, you're too stingy, how can

you smoke half a cigarette?" "It's not easy to smoke, take it back

, heckling, this is the goods at the bottom of the box, the last reserve!" "Hehe, hey, joking~ Dao Chang, do you want to order it for you?"

"Hmm~"

After speaking, the two of us, one person and half a cigar, swallowed clouds and spit fog in the corridor.

"Dao Chief. That undead warrior zombie seems to be very powerful, and it should have blown up this factory in the first place. The

fat man said.

"Don't blow the to the sky, that factory is not so easy to bomb, after we finished the demolition project in the research center, the highest alert over there has long been on the highest alert, and it is not easy to get into it again. Moreover, at that time, our base had already been exposed, and if we hadn't run away decisively, we wouldn't have had time to bring back the demolition money. "

If we had gone to the factory again, we wouldn't have been able to bring back the gold and dollars for the demolition, and we would have lost our lives there.

"Well, that makes sense~ But there's one thing that's quite strange. Dao Chief, you said that the boss of this UBM, at night, actually ran out of two teams and came to Lin'an in two batches to hunt this giant zombie. Since this undead warrior is so powerful, why didn't he send Bill's team over in the first place, so that Jerry's team wouldn't have suffered so many casualties!"

The fat man returned.

"It's not just Jerry's team, the team that was wiped out last night is called a miserable.

I casually returned.

"Dao Chief, these UBM mercenaries are estimated to have very high salaries, Dao Chief, do you think it will be the boss of UBM, who doesn't want to pay salaries, and deliberately sends these people to this giant zombie to die. Oh, by the way, didn't we knock them out of a bamboo pole? It is estimated that they have no money to pay their salaries and are about to go out of business, haha!"

First of all, I would like to solemnly declare on behalf of the demolition and relocation team: We are a normal demolition and relocation fund, where are we extorting bamboo poles! When converted into RMB, it is only about 500 million.

Do you know how much UBM's Little Raccoon Base invested when it was first built?

500 billion US dollars! Calculated as 3.5 trillion yuan!

We took a mere 500 million yuan in demolition money, which is a drop in the bucket for this kind of company, and it is not impossible to pay wages.

Moreover, these mercenaries of UBM still have very good combat literacy, and the recruitment must not be very simple, and they will not be sent to death in such a vain.

They came, and it must have been ordered by their boss. It must have a purpose.

But what is the purpose? I'm a little bit hard to understand. The

author has something to say:

I have a $500 billion project and want to talk to you!

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