There are two legs on each side. The body is almost the same as that of a human, but it has two heads, one red and one green, which are covered with long and short tentacles that are constantly squirming.
On the red and green face, there is a pair of copper-bell-sized eyes, no nose, only three holes, and a slightly protruding mouth with a row of black teeth inside.
In appearance, it is a mutated life form, but there is still no magic crystal.
Zhan Pingkang felt that he had not seen as many weird things in the past three years as he did now.
What on earth are these?!
Why attack Genting’s convoy?!
"￥%...&...￥#@()..." This humanoid being riding on the strongest and tallest monster said something that everyone in Genting could not understand.
But they understood immediately.
This sentence means to attack.
The monsters that had stopped moving because of this man's appearance roared again and launched an attack.
Except for the tall monster in the middle, everyone else participated in this attack, and even those on the periphery who had been stationary before were attacking here.
Obviously, these monsters intend to solve the problem in one fell swoop.
"Fight!"
"Kill them!"
"Kill them all, kill them all!"
"I've beaten a ninth-level holy father, but I'm still afraid of you little trash!"
The Genting soldiers, who already had a bad premonition in their hearts, started to hate each other. Since they probably couldn't escape today, they should go all out and kill each one one by one.
Ordinary soldiers can do this, but Zhan Pingkang cannot. He knows the importance of the caravan to Genting.
The caravan is the source and transfer station of a lot of information, and is the symbol of many trade routes. Some relatively closed small forces will recognize Lu Yi and the caravan, but they may not necessarily recognize Yunding. In this era when people's hearts are not ancient,
Many evolved people only recognize faces but not names.
If the caravan is destroyed here, then a new caravan will have to reopen the trade route, and all the previous efforts will be in vain. That is Genting, the result of nearly two years of work by Lu Yi and the people of these caravans.
In two years, how many people have turned into bones!
"Listen to my orders!" Zhan Pingkang used all his strength to shout to his companions around him, making sure that everyone could hear him.
"Big flag, saddle, young couple, Lao Ka, you take your own people to protect Uncle Lu and break out. You must run out, you must! Our caravan cannot be destroyed here, others, provide them with cover!"
The voice was hoarse, but everyone still heard it.
The people whose names were named are the only six-star evolvers left in the caravan. If they all go to escort Lu Yi to break out, then Zhan Pingkang and these brothers...
"Don't be so fucking dumbfounded. I've finally been noble for a while. I think I regret it!" Seeing these subordinates hesitating and not moving, Zhan Pingkang became angry and yelled.
"The caravan is our hard work. In this fucked-up world, we have nothing left to cherish. Do we have to give up our last hope? Hurry up, don't be like a bitch, get out of here.
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Listening to Zhan Pingkang shouting blood-soaked words, many men's eyes turned red. Those whose names were called followed up and roared angrily. The banner was carried on Lu Yi's back, and the others were guarding him, facing away from the weird man.
Start to break out.
Others tried their best to protect these people from enemies coming from all directions.
At this time, there is not so much selfishness, only the most basic survival instinct of human beings. Will everyone obey the order to protect their comrades? Of course not, there are still people who will put their own lives first, but everyone knows that the more this
At that time, if you leave the brigade, you will definitely die. It is better to act with the brigade, and maybe you can try your luck.
In the desperate situation, Genting's soldiers burst out with powerful fighting power. They rushed to the position of the heavy truck despite the monster's attack. There was no time to untie the iron chains connected to each other. Many people rushed into the cab, as well as the carriage and engine.
The roar sounded dull.
These metal monsters started to move, facing the collision of the monsters and heading forward. The other Genting warriors became their walls, facing the monsters' impact alone.
The speed of several heavy trucks increased. Although the rugged road surface and occasional collisions from monsters caused the vehicles to sway from side to side, as if they were about to tip over at any time, they still rushed forward, getting faster and faster.
Many people in the car cheered. These monsters are fast, but they cannot compete with machines like heavy trucks in terms of endurance. As long as they are dragged on, they can eventually get rid of them.
Zhan Pingkang and the other soldiers responsible for covering the situation looked envious. At this moment, the hope of their companions was obviously far greater than theirs.
Since he can't survive, it would be a good thing to let these brothers survive for him.
Many people showed relieved smiles, and when their eyes fell on these monsters again, they felt more determined and relieved of their mortality.
Some monsters continued to chase the heavy truck, while others surrounded Zhan Pingkang and others.
"After you die, remember to straighten your back, raise your head, and tell the people you meet below that we died for our comrades in the last days of cannibalism!"
Zhan Pingkang shouted one last time, holding a long knife and charging into the monster's camp. Behind him were hundreds of Yunding warriors who didn't care about life and death.
At that moment, they used their lives to interpret the passion and pride of mankind, and the unique bravery and character of Genting!
Everyone tirelessly waved their weapons, unleashed their skills, and threw everything at the bottom of the box out.
Many monsters fell in front of them, and more warriors died as well.
Twenty minutes later, the team of less than a hundred people was left and was surrounded. The monsters around them looked at them without attacking.
At a certain moment, the enemies separated, and the humanoid being riding a huge monster slowly walked over. Looking at these earthlings, the same expression appeared on the two faces.
It might be ridicule, it might be sarcasm, it might be disdain.
"()*&%......!@&()%"
Another unintelligible sentence.
Zhan Pingkang wiped the blood from his face. The top of his head was bitten by a monster. A large piece of scalp was gone, revealing the flesh and white skull inside.
If he was not an evolved person, such injuries would be enough to kill him immediately.
"What the hell are you talking about!" He spit out blood and raised the knife.
He felt that this was the last time he raised the knife in his life, just like the day when the apocalypse happened, when he raised the chalk for the last time. The only difference was that that time was the end of his career as a teacher, and this time it was the end of his life.
"Kill it!"
With an angry roar, Zhan Pingkang was about to rush over, but unexpectedly someone grabbed him.
"At this time, are you still fucking afraid of death?"
He turned back and cursed angrily at the person who held him back.
But his men didn't pay any attention to him, but stared blankly at the backs of these monsters.
Zhan Pingkang realized something and looked over there. He was startled for a moment. He rubbed his eyes and looked again. Some liquid slid uncontrollably from his eye circles.
A red shadow holding a spear, like a god, descended.