Alice curled her lips, looked at Wisk and said, "Wisker, I think you are having a very comfortable life."

Alice said, looking at the cup of coffee at Wisk, looking at the box of cigars beside him, and looking at him sitting on the president's chair, and he leaned comfortably on the sofa chair with sandbags around him. West patted the sofa chair and replied, "No, it's really comfortable here, it feels pretty good." As he said that, he slowly stood up, and then flashed to Alice in an instant. Alice only felt a sharp pain in her neck, and then collapsed to the ground.

Alice covered her neck tightly and twisted desperately, "What did you do to me, what is this?" Alice roared frantically, gritting her teeth.

Wisk slowly approached and said, "You are the one who successfully merged with the T virus, and you can truly exert its effectiveness. Now we need you, you need you before, so I will return your superpowers to you, you are our weapon."

Alice slowly got up from the ground, shook her head and said, "No, I'm not, I will kill you, Wisk!"

Wisk said coolly: "Maybe, but you still have work to do first."

Alice sighed, and West continued: "Mr. Red, we want to destroy all the humans on the earth. These are the only remaining human troops in the world. The rest are in the hands of Zach. Do you want to see them destroyed? We need to face a common strong enemy, which is why we need your ultimate weapon again."

Wisk said with a slight smile on his lips, "This may be the last resistance of mankind and the last end of the doomsday. A new era will come later."

Several people stood on the roof and looked outward. Outside, one military bunker after another was lit, one blown up tank after another scattered everywhere, and helicopters and even military firepower points were removed one by one.

The sky outside the White House was like daylight, with red light filling the sky, and helicopters constantly hovering, and half of the top of the White House had been blown up by inexplicable bombs, with roars and cannonballs endlessly. The explosion of human weapons never stopped for a moment, but the zombie frenzy and strange beast frenzy that kept surging out never stopped for a moment.

Outside the White House, there were tanks and wreckage of planes, and some armored vehicles were still fighting. The flames ejected outside the White House siege did not stop for a moment. The flying beasts and helicopters collided with each other, shining and explosions. The helicopters and planes that were constantly coming from afar participated in the battle, but were dragged to the ground by one scorpion dragon after another and exploded into a spark. The huge memorial tower opposite the White House is now standing there, but there were flames burning on it, and there was also an Odin dragon grabbed the spire and screaming towards the direction of the White House.

Fights occurred in two places in Washington at the same time. In comparison, the situation at the site where Zeng Yunfeng was stationed was actually even worse. They did not have so-called bunkers or guardians, but Zeng Yunfeng didn't care because they had predicted this situation in advance. Being besieged by the zombie tide was not a huge challenge for them. The truck was their Great Wall. They only needed to guard against one huge beast after another. Those zombie tides were not a problem for their convoy, but an opportunity after another.

Bob stood side by side with a man, slashing the zombies outside, muttering in his mouth, "Can Martin Spencer make his weapons better? Look at him, these things he made usually only need to cut for an hour, and a blade will appear on it." As he said that, he cut over a zombie whose mouth was cracked like a chrysanthemum. The zombie was cut from head to shoulder and the head rolled to the ground.

His hand did not pause at all, and then chopped the next guy. Steven next to him looked at Bob and said, "Don't be so anxious. What we are dealing with is not these guys, but some things from the sky. Find a way to lure it down. It's best for us to occupy a high place. After all, we can't fly now and don't have that power. Otherwise, I can kill them now and protect the truck for harvesting. This is our mission."

Bob nodded. He is no longer a truck driver. He has joined the search force now. Thanks to the good Chinese literature, he has achieved some small results. He is now an intermediate warrior, but compared to Steven, he is still far behind, so Steven was assigned to them as commanders by the search force, and they formed a defense team.

Several trucks and several mid-season warriors, plus one or two senior warriors, formed a defense team. Their defense team is fighting in the 17th division area. "Bob, don't hold on. If there is a problem, remember to call for support. The communicator you carry is not a decoration." He said, and shot a zombie's head with a shot. "These guys are getting more and more disgusting!"

Bob nodded, changed his gun magazine and said, "Steven, don't worry about me, take good care of yourself, these guys will run away now, it's quite fast!" Then he said that, and then he cut the zombies apart.

The truck slowly pushed forward like plowing in the zombie tide. Bob looked at the truck driver's leisurely look and roared at Steven: "Steven, I shouldn't listen to you. Don't be a truck driver. Look at how relaxed it is when you are a truck driver. Kevin must be chewing gum! Maybe there are songs with oil and meat!"

Steven smiled and said, "Take it down. Once it is beaten, it is like an iron coffin and can't come out no matter how it is."

Bob shook his head, "I don't feel good. As long as you are not attacked by special attacks, no one can break through the truck's defense. He is like a solid bunker. No strange beast, what can he do to him?"

As he was talking, a scorpion dragon got off the truck and grabbed the truck. His tail suddenly pierced into the truck. The truck swayed for a while, but it couldn't drag the truck at all. Steven saw the face suddenly changed and said to Bob, "Bob, everyone is here."

When the black Bob heard this, he suddenly felt spirited. "Finally, you little bitch!" As he said that, he ran towards a huge machine, twisted the gun and pointed the dragon at the sky. "Take a shot from Dad!" With a bang, a huge crossbow arrow with a broken rope shot at the flying dragon in the sky. With a puff, the crossbow arrow pierced into the body of the scorpion flying dragon.

The huge cable suddenly stretched straight and made a crackling sound. The flying dragon struggled desperately. The rope was obviously not something that the flying dragon could break free, but the huge machine that fired crossbow arrows on the ground was twisting outward little by little, and was about to break away from the ground, which made people feel very dangerous. Bob grabbed the crossbow rope tightly, pulled it hard, and said to Steven: "Steven, hurry up and knock this guy down. This machine won't last long. This guy is so powerful. I feel that he can stand up to a huge mutant tuna."
Chapter completed!