Except in the center of the city, in the magnificently decorated hall of the lord's mansion, a seat made of pure gold stood on the top. At this time, a middle-aged man wearing the combat uniform of the Sichuan Fortress was sitting on it. The man's combat uniform was a symbol of a Venus and two sharp swords, which was the rank of a major general. Although the Sichuan Fortress was independent, various systems still inherited the Red Star Republic, including the rank of military rank.

This man with the rank of major general was Yang Fa, the leader of the occupying army of Sichuan Fortress.

At his hand was a gold-burned "On War" in finely decorated form. In front of him, there was a bottle of 2031 wine that was more precious than gold for humans today, and a cup. However, at this time, Major General Yang's attention was not here. His eyes were like two knives, staring straight at the dozen young girls dancing in the hall, as if they were trying to peel off the fabric that could only cover the key parts of their bodies.

These girls were new products sent by his subordinates a few days ago, and he had kept them and had never used them. Under the influence of alcohol, he could not wait. Moreover, one of his favorite things was to enjoy these girls on the bed and enjoy them on the dining table. Thinking of the smooth and tender pieces of meat and the unique fragrance of the girl, Yang Fa couldn't help but move his index finger...

At this moment, with a "bang", the iron door in the hall was suddenly knocked open, disrupting the girls' dance. A figure panting and terrified face appeared at the door and shouted to Yang Fa: "Report! City Lord, the trading market is in chaos, and a large group of zombies appear!" Although Yang Fa has not been appointed as the city lord, he likes to let his subordinates call him this.

Yang Fa frowned, the blue veins on his forehead swelled up, and he jumped to the messenger, stared at him viciously, and asked word by word: "Zombies? Those garrison captains grew up eating shit? They still have to find me!" His own Yaxing was disturbed, which made Yang Fa feel very unhappy, and he wished he could punch the messenger in the head.

The messenger said in a panic look on his face and said stammeringly: "City... the city lord, there are many zombies, Young Master Yang Xing..."

"How is he like?" Yang Fa immediately asked anxiously when he heard his son was there. Although he was cruel by nature and bloodthirsty and easy to kill, he was very spoiled for his only son. Son was already his greatest hope.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, a layer of flame suddenly rose from Yang Fa's body, turning him into a fire man. This Yang Fa was a person who injected with a large number of mutant genes and obtained the fire energy to transform humans!

"Young Master Yang...he was killed..." The messenger said this with trembling words, his neck immediately tightened, and his whole body was lifted up by Yang Fayi's hand.

"How is that possible! A small team is guarding him around him!? In this city of aliens, who dares to touch my Yang Fa's son? Who dares! You lied to me! You are lying!" The flames in Yang Fa's hand just touched the messenger and immediately ignited the messenger's body!

"Ah--" The soldier let out a hoarse scream, waved his hands frantically, trying to move Yang Fa's arm away, but it was useless. The supernatural flame was completely different from ordinary flames, but instead ignited the soldier's arms in an instant!

"It's a hunting team hunter...yes...ah..." the soldier screamed and shouted. In just a moment, his body was completely ignited, burning like a huge torch. After a violent twist, it burned into a piece of coke!

Seeing that the soldiers in his hand had completely died, Yang Fa threw the corpse on the ground and roared: "Guardian Battalion! Come with me!" Then he paused his feet, turned into a ball of flame light and shadow, rushed out of the hall of the city lord's mansion, and headed towards the market.

At the same time, just as Yang Fa rushed out of the City Lord's Mansion, almost fifty or sixty figures rushed out of the City Lord's Mansion at the same time, quickly followed Yang Fa and headed towards the market. The owners of these figures were all silent, wearing a unified black combat suit. Although they were silent, they exuded powerful pressure.

Where many people walk, strings of flames or frozen footprints will be left immediately.

Obviously, the so-called soldiers in the guard battalion are all powerful transformers!

~

"roar--"

"Dadadada—"

Gunshots and roars of zombies came one after another, and came from all over the city. This fortress, which had just been robbed by a war, ushered in a second battle after a short period of tranquility. This time, the slaughtered and the slaughtered sides exchanged roles.

"Swoosh..." Richemont skipped through the air like a sharp arrow. He held a broken zombie in his hand, constantly pulling a piece of meat or bone from the zombie and throwing it down as a weapon. Even the blood of the zombie has become a magic weapon to defeat the enemy. As long as it is spread into the eyes of the original man, it can immediately penetrate into the blood circulation system through the fine capillary walls of the eyes, and then infect them in a very short time.

Whenever a zombie was torn apart and all the residue was thrown out, Richemon immediately grabbed a new zombie and continued to do the same.

These original people who are only equipped with ordinary weapons are too weak for Richmond, his zombie army, and the mutant army. This game-style battle even gives Richmond a perverted pleasure.

T virus is too fatal for the original human... Fortunately, mutants are immune to T virus, and Richemont has sprayed them with odorants in advance.

Richmond's own combat experience also made him think that if an existence with super-high intelligence evolved among the zombies, the zombies would not even have to take the initiative to attack. As long as they knew how to use the T virus infection, they could eliminate almost all original people!

"Puff--" With a light sound, a former soldier holding a heavy machine gun was stabbed in the chest by a broken bone, which instantly penetrated his heart. However, the soldier did not fall down at all, but after a few seconds, two lines of blood flowed out of his eyes, turned around and joined the zombie army, and rushed towards his comrades...

After losing the last bone in his hand, Richemont couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He originally thought that the battle to retake the foreign city would be so dangerous. At least it would be a problem to protect those mutants, but he didn't expect that just a T-virus odorant helped him solve most of the problems.

Destruction is always much simpler than what is built, and the zombie craze can achieve results so quickly, which clearly illustrates this point.
Chapter completed!