Chapter 559: Doomsday (ten)

When Locke left the Wuxiang military camp, Commander Ma sent him a battalion to follow him.

Hellfire giants Ai and Locke are too arrogant. Ma Ling believes that the combination of these two killers can save the hundreds of people, but he dare not pack the tickets. The hundreds of people will agree to follow this strange duo. Wuxiang.

This battalion was a battalion that was beaten and built after a night of fighting. There were only more than one hundred people left, and half of them were slightly injured.

But this is something that can't be done. Commander Ma can no longer recruit more people.

This battalion was also regarded as the official troop sent by Wuxiang to rescue the team. The leader of the battalion was directly under the commander of the commander Ma.

Locke only needs to ensure that Commander Zhao sacrifices in the containment of mutant beasts and living dead, and this battalion commander has more people to be responsible for. In addition to Commander Zhao, other threats to Commander Ma will be one by one. erase.

Now that the world is in chaos, the fist is the last word.

Ma Siling wanted to make Wuxiang into an iron bucket that he could rule by himself. He did not need colleagues to separate his powers.

If Locke, who possessed terrifying force and rescued the Wuxiang military barracks from the crisis, was a hero, then Commander Ma was a well-deserved hero.

This person's quick adaptability, fierce means, and decisive deeds are appalling.

Shortly after Locke led a battalion to leave, Commander Ma called the Maoshan people over.

"Now Camp Rich is short of medicines, and the soldiers are more or less injured. I want to invite you to Wuxiang Town Hospital to move the medicines from the hospital warehouse back, especially anti-inflammatory drugs." Ma Siling sincerely answered Old Man Zhou, led by everyone in Maoshan, said.

The trauma caused by living dead and mutant beasts to human soldiers is mainly based on physical tearing wounds and corrosive wounds on energy elements.

Especially the living dead who have been overdrawn by negative energy, their claws and teeth contain trace dark and necrotic energy elements.

Earth has not studied the use of energy elements before, so this new type of scars cannot be treated properly.

However, when several military doctors in the military camp applied medicine to the soldiers, they found that anti-inflammatory drugs can have a great resistance to the corrosion of this dark and necrotic element.

As for tearing wounds, anti-inflammatory drugs are even more needed. Now the negative energy element of the earth is extremely high. A little bit of virus infection can make the wounds pus and ulcer in a very short time.

Several elders of the Maoshan School looked at each other, and finally Mr. Zhou stood up and said, "We are willing to go to Wuxiang, but there are many living dead people in Wuxiang. Do we only have dozens of us?"

"I will send two battalions to go with you, and you don't need to go deep into Wuxiang, as long as you get the medicine in the Zhenxi warehouse, you can return immediately." Ma Siling said hurriedly.

Old Man Zhou was silent for a moment, to be honest, he didn’t want to go. The soldiers were exhausted after a night of fighting, so they were all in Maoshan.

What the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, this is nonsense. Suddenly the end of the world erupts. It is good to be able to survive. Whoever controls others.

Ma Siling made an apprehension to the second teacher of Old Zhou. Master Duan also smiled bitterly, saying that Maoshan and Zhengfu had great connections with him. At this time, it was not good to speak for anyone.

Moreover, Master Duan is biased towards Maoshan in his heart.

The decades of friendship in Maoshan Peak's breaking the temple are even stronger than real gold.

"Let's go, please ask Commander Ma to give us some equipment." Old Man Zhou finally nodded and promised.

If it weren’t too bad, Old Man Zhou believed that Commander Ma would not make the decision to let them die, not to mention that soldiers from two battalions would follow them.

Now that the mechanized brigade of Wuxiang was beaten and disabled, every remaining soldier was a baby pimple in the command of Ma Shiling.

"It's no problem, Xiao Chen, take Master Zhou to the armory and pick whatever you want." Ma Siling said generously.

Listening to Commander Ma's words, Old Man's face looks better. Their true energy can defend the enemy, but if a body armor is hung on their body, who would like to use real energy to resist bullets.

After a night of **** fighting, with the old Zhou man practicing Qi's six-layer physique, he was also somewhat qiless and weak, not to mention his gang of disciples.

Now that the thirty people in Maoshan, Old Man Zhou has regarded them as the hope of inheriting the Tao.

The toughness of those mutant beasts, old man Zhou sees it in his eyes. He can deal with a single appearance. More than a dozen heads and even more rush together. Forming a beast tide is not something he can resist.

Of the seventy people who were left behind by the Maoshan sect, the majority of outside disciples of handyman accounted for the majority. What is the situation, Zhou old man has no bottom.

The commander of the horse commander was quickly mobilized in front of everyone in Maoshan. The soldiers had to be much more active when it came to the cost of the medicine in the camp. They had already lost more than half of their comrades in arms and did not want to lose their brothers.

Looking at the two open Tiger tanks in front of me, and at the three armored vehicles on the flanks, Old Man Zhou was wearing a body armor and was wearing grenades and other equipment around his waist. A lot of confidence.

"By the way, Locke said that he has solved half of the living dead in Wuxiang. Although he does not know the specific situation, this action should be easier than expected." In order to encourage the morale of the Maoshan faction, Ma Ling Said.

"Well? That's great." Old Zhou said with a look of joy.

The sound of heavy tracks rubbing against the ground occasionally provoked living dead people hidden in the dark.

In front of a powerful lineup of two tanks, three armored vehicles, hundreds of soldiers and more than thirty Maoshan Taoists, these small characters rushed out did not cause too much trouble to the marching team.

Negative energy storms are rough and gradual for the transformation of human beings on the earth.

Brutality is manifested in one but without resisting energy baptism, it will become a living dead person, and the gradual progress is reflected in the process of becoming a living dead person, some people mutate fast, and some people mutate slowly.

In fact, most of the mutation process is relatively slow.

The faster the mutation, the stronger the adaptability of the transformed body to negative energy elements. The slower the mutation, the worse the performance.

Genius always refers to individual people. The mediocre people in this world still account for the vast majority. This sentence applies equally to the living dead.

The living dead people who are obstructing the marching team are of average ability, only a little faster than normal people. In the metal storm formed by bullet steel, their undeadness does not have much room to play.

Directly twisted into pieces, this ending and Locke’s grudge

He was acquainted with the storm.

"Report! No power and speed variants were found." A sentry reported to the battalion commander sitting in the machine gunner position of the tank well.

"Go ahead, we will arrive at the medicine warehouse in Wuxiang Town West within half an hour!" the battalion commander ordered.

"Boom!" Another grenade detonated in the center of the living dead who rushed up with both ends.

After the explosion, Old Man Zhou walked forward slowly and cut off the head of the living dead with only half of his body still struggling and twisting.

Hot weapons are better than true energy. Old Man Zhou’s true energy has not recovered yet. He can now use grenade and other items, so he never needs true energy.

Several of the soldiers who saw Old Man Zhou killing two living dead between the clouds and flowing water envyed Old Man's skill. With their arm strength and eyes, they were simply not enough to look at the living dead with faster speed and agility.

Even after training the morale trainer with the last skill of the micro, mastering the hot weapons, the combat power has been rising, and it is no wonder that Locke has never forgotten the intercontinental missiles and nuclear weapons on this plane.

The admiration and admiration of several soldiers did not escape the perception of Old Man Zhou. This old product is a lot of age, and he still eats this set.

It's a pity that Locke didn't shoot last night. He let his monster beast only, otherwise you will be more surprised. Old Zhou thought.

A monk who can practice Qi can conquer the top three thousand, so the monks in the foundation period will definitely improve their strength.

Thinking of this, Old Man Zhou flashed what Ma Siling said to them before he left, and already solved half of Wuxiang's living dead?

That is the number of five thousand! Only one night, is this really possible?

"Building foundations" Zhou old man said in a daze in his mouth, then sighed again.

He is too old to reach the 9th floor of Qi practice in his lifetime, which is to burn high incense. Not to mention the foundation period, the 12th floor of Qi practice is perfect. The ninth level of Qi training corresponds to the high-level servants of the knight system.

The speed of the team's advance is not very fast, and the radar has temporarily failed after being invaded by cosmic rays. The technicians are rushing to repair them. Their only high-tech is to use the radio in the armored vehicle to get in touch with the Wuxiang military camp.

Suddenly, the team's advance speed was a meal.

"What's wrong?" the commander of the tank machine gunner's position wondered.

"Sir, sir, look at that!" said a soldier in front of him, stammering in the distance.

The battalion commander's face was deeper, he climbed out of the well, stepped on the black leather boots, stood directly at the mouth of the tank barrel, and raised his telescope to look away.

The sight under the telescope made the camp commander wipe his eyes twice in a row. He was not sure if he was dazzled.

I saw that the road leading to Wuxiang had been completely destroyed. The hard and flat asphalt road was plowed with a hoe, and there were overturned debris everywhere, full of earth bags and gravel.

Among the wreckage, the battalion commander even saw half of the living dead, whose body was crushed by boulders, and his movements were difficult, let alone jumping out and biting.

"This" battalion commander opened his mouth so fast that he could squeeze two fists, because farther away, he saw Wuxiang completely ruined.

"This is the power of the monks in the foundation period!" The old man Zhou who also saw the scene in front couldn't help but sigh with emotion.