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Chapter 261: Escaping from the City of Terror

On the edge transfer zone from the biochemical G zone to the AA-level survivor base, an explorer team from the Iron-Blooded War Soul Guild and a group of armed guard players took a short rest in order to completely clear the unknown city of terror before dark.

Explore it

A heavy rainstorm poured down on the entire ruins just half an hour ago, and the air is still filled with the strong smell of rain. The only light warrior mecha soldier in the armed escort team, the Iron-blooded Peak, was sitting alone on a huge piece of building debris.

His gaze was directed through the mecha's scanning mask to the Terror City building complex fifteen meters away.

bite!

System prompt: The scanning system is starting, and the target is the high-rise building fifteen meters away on the left

bite!

System prompt: After locking the interior of the high-rise building for a while, we found twelve unknown juvenile forms (threat level: medium) and two unknown growth forms (threat level: advanced)

...

"How come these system-mutated creatures are hiding inside the building instead of wandering on the streets?" The scanning information that appeared on the mecha's scanning mask made the iron-blooded peak couldn't help but murmur: twelve unknown larvae that threaten the intermediate level and two unknown

Even if he has grown into a light mecha soldier, he cannot defeat fourteen with one. If these unknown entities know a little bit about team hunting and cooperation, then there is a possibility that the light mecha will be destroyed by this group of unknown entities.

"It seems that if you want to open up the south gate to the AA-level survivor base, the Iron-Blooded Fighting Spirit may have to spend a lot of money." Feng Feng lamented lightly again.

"Brother Ding Ding, why are there serrations on your high-end heavy giant sword? And these serrations look very powerful." The deputy captain of the armed guard, nicknamed Xiaojian, came to Ding Feng's side at some point and looked at the

Dozens of silver-white serrations protruded from the front of the heavy black sword. His inner curiosity made him couldn't help but ask.

Hearing this sudden inquiry, Fengfeng turned around and replied with a smile: "These serrations come from the tail spines of the genetically-level alien beasts, which can increase the defense-breaking and damage effects of the giant sword."

"Gene-level alien fighting beast!" Xiao Jian was immediately stunned, and the reverence in his heart arose spontaneously. The combat power of the core members of the Iron-Blooded Fighting Spirit was indeed more than just a rumor.

"Haha, Xiaojian, there may be ten quotas for light mecha soldiers in Iron-Blooded War Spirit recently, so you should understand." Dingfeng saw Xiaojian's respectful expression, and felt very touched, so he couldn't help but say more.

After a sentence, he said: "I can give you the recommended quota, but in the end it still depends on you. I think you should know that in the Iron-Blooded Soul Guild, strength is the prerequisite for everything."

Facing the old-fashioned Dianfeng, Xiaojian nodded with a smile, and then stepped forward and asked: "Brother Dingfeng, if I get this quota, does it mean that I will become an internal member?"

"That's natural." Xiao Jian called Ding Ding brother one after another, making Ding Ding feel particularly comfortable. Human beings whose vanity is satisfied always like to say a few more words, "This time the Iron-Blooded War Spirit will select two hundred internal members, except those who are in the union.

In addition to the mercenaries and alliance union members who performed well in the battle for the base, there are also 20 special quotas."

"20 special quotas. Didn't you just say that there were only 10 quotas? Why did it become 20 now?" Xiaojian asked with some confusion. Although what he was dreaming about at the moment was that after becoming an internal member of the Iron-Blooded War Spirit, every day

You can get at least 400 yuan of union salary per month, and how to use this 400 yuan salary.

Xiao Jian's question immediately made Feng Feng have the urge to slap himself, but due to the mecha's scanning mask, he couldn't perform his actions to the maximum extent, so he had no choice but to do so.

"Some things are secrets within the Iron-Blooded Soul Guild. You should know how to keep this secret. Since I have said it to this extent, it means that I have completely trusted you. As for the other ten places..."

When Feng Feng said this, he paused deliberately, as if he was struggling with his decision to sink the boat. After a while, he continued: "The other ten places are the biochemical troops of the Iron-Blooded War Spirit, but there is one thing I don't understand.

Why did the Council of Elders grant 8 quotas to the World Soul Guild at once, while the remaining 2 Iron-Blooded Fighting Spirits only had one quota?"

"Brother Feng, what do you think of the World Soul Guild?" Xiaojian pondered for a while and then asked.

"Quasi-first-class union, do you think it's bad?" Feng Feng couldn't help but roll his eyes at the small sword. Although his glance couldn't penetrate the mecha's scanning mask, it was the only witness to his emotions.

"The president is really good at buying people's hearts!" Xiao Jian smiled slightly and sighed deeply.

Ding Feng suddenly realized that this was Zhao Yan's intention in arranging quotas for the biochemical troops. However, there was one thing he needed to correct. "Actually, this is not about buying people's hearts, but treating each other with sincerity."

"Brother Feng, you have been completely raped by the union boss."

"Aren't you the same, Xiaojian?"

The two of them heard the words, then looked at each other and smiled happily. At this moment, they both thought in unison: "It is not easy to meet such a trade union boss."

...scene change

On the streets covered with silt and rainwater in the city of terror, a Silver Moon Wolf, covered in silver-white beast-riding light armor, was running at full speed with a young man who looked a little sad. Behind the Silver Moon Wolf,

Three grown-up zombie hunters led a group of young zombie subordinates, chasing the prey in front of them with great excitement. The mixed wails of the zombies were not only loud and powerful, but also gave people a shocking sense of fear invisibly.

Imagine escaping alone on the streets of a terrifying city filled with zombies hunting for low-level IQ growth, and there are three grown-up zombie hunters chasing behind them with speeds that are almost as fast as their mounts. What would a human being do in this situation?

A state of mind? Horror. Only the human being who is in such a situation will know it.

However, Chen Ye's state of mind was blank at this moment. The momentary crisis of life and death seemed to be unable to cause fluctuations in his heart. As for the growing zombie hunting team chasing and wailing behind him, he simply ignored it and just kept thinking in his mind.

I recall the words Captain Kecheng said to Wuyue at the last moment.

"This skill book is for that silly boy. It tells him that in the apocalypse, as long as he is alive, everything is capital. Bravery cannot create miracles. Sometimes it depends on opportunities. Wait until one day he tramples the original matrix under his feet.

The permission to use this skill book will be automatically revoked."

"Haha, silly boy!" Chen Ye couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, and then his mood suddenly changed, and he swore fiercely: "The city of terror, the nuclear zone, the original mother body, and Captain Kecheng only misappropriated one-tenth of the firearms

Chief of ammunition, I will visit them one by one with my iron-blooded fighting spirit."

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