Afterwards, the two of them chased and escaped in the infected area. Since both sides had brain evolvers, they were creating obstacles, solving obstacles, calculating and counter-calculating along the way.
At this time, it was a direct battle between Nan Ming and Wang Ziming.
Fang Tian and the others were eating to replenish their strength. Nan Ming said, "Let's go, they should find this place."
Fang Tian said as he walked: "Do you still want to escape? How long will it take?"
"Now is not the time to fight back, please wait patiently," Nan Ming said.
Not far away, Wang Ziming pointed to a building and said, "They are resting there."
Madman Zhang was about to rush, but Wang Ziming stopped him: "I've left now."
"As expected of Colonel Nanming, the timing was just right. When I got rid of the obstacle, they left just in time."
"Then what should we do? Just let them run away." Madman Zhang was a little worried.
Wang Ziming held a piece of hair and said, "It won't be long. Colonel Nanming must be preparing for a chance to counterattack."
Then he stood on the high wall and said to himself: "I'll see what's next."
After carefully observing the distribution of zombies and the building in front of him, he said: "Go around from the front to the right, and then go straight forward."
At night, a bonfire was lit in an open space, and another bonfire was burning 1,000 meters away. It was Fang Tian's three people and Wang Ziming's team.
Wang Ziming looked at the bonfire in the distance, knowing that they were resting there, but he had no idea of taking action, because he knew that Nan Ming must have set up traps and obstacles, and there was no way for him to get over easily.
And Nan Ming also knew that Wang Ziming would realize that he had laid a trap and would not act easily.
This is a competition between mentally evolved people. Each one can see through the other's thoughts, eliminating meaningless actions.
At this moment, Wang Ziming recalled the previous battle and said to Crazy Zhang: "Do you know that little girl?"
Madman Zhang shook his head.
Wang Ziming said: "If my expectations are correct, she is the junior of the Mingyu family."
"Mingyu family?" Madman Zhang was stunned: "You can't be wrong, how can a junior from the Mingyu family appear in such a place?"
"No, that familiar face and powerful hand cannon are unmistakable."
"That's going to be a bit difficult. After all, we are members of the Yuming family, so we can't just kill them. I heard that their family is very protective of their shortcomings." Madman Zhang scratched his head.
"Who knew she was here, and who knew she was killed by us." Wang Ziming smiled slightly.
"I understand." Madman Zhang understood what Wang Ziming meant and sneered.
Fang Tian, Nan Ming and Ming Yuqing are all going to die, leaving no one behind.
"You two are scheming and scheming. No one can suppress the other, so how can we fight?" Ming Yuqing felt a slight chill and tightened her clothes.
Fang Tian looked at Nan Ming, and he was also confused by this.
"We are betting." Nan Ming ate chocolate.
"What to bet on?"
"True card, our trump card."
"Both Wang Ziming and I know that the opponent has a trump card. Whoever guesses the opponent's trump card first will win," Nan Ming said.
"Why are you acting like the God of Gamblers?" Fang Tian muttered.
"When I know what their trump card is, it's time for us to fight back."
"What if they know about us first?" Ming Yuqing asked.
"It's impossible for them to know." Nan Ming sounded very sure.
"What's the trump card?"
Nan Ming looked at Fang Tian.
At this moment, Wang Ziming was sitting by the campfire, muttering to himself: "What is their trump card? Is it that person?"
Fang Tian's figure flashed in his mind.
In the following days, there was still no fighting between the two sides. What seemed like a peace crisis was about to break out. If you were caught with a little negligence, it would be a life-or-death situation.
Under a towering signal tower, Fang Tian and three others finished cleaning up the zombies nearby and were resting.
"How long do you need to stay this time?" Ming Yuqing asked. Nan Ming had the final say where to stay and how long to stay. She and Fang Tian could just listen.
"I'm not leaving this time." Nan Ming said.
"If you don't leave, then is it time to fight back?" Fang Tian looked a little excited: "But what is here."
"That's it." Nan Ming pointed to the towering signal tower.
"Only on the tower can the greatest power of the Phoenix Fire Spear be unleashed."
Nan Ming had been planning long-range sniper tactics. Over the past few days, he discovered that Wang Ziming did not have a long-range anti-personnel weapon, so he could suppress the opponent by finding the perfect commanding heights.
"Fengming Gun? Who has it? Who has it? Let me see it!" Ming Yuqing is a typical weapons fanatic. When he hears the words "Fengming Gun", his eyes flash with light.
Seeing her like this, Fang Tian could only take it out and show it to her. Ming Yuqing carefully stroked the gun god with a mesmerized expression.
By the way, why did he forget about it? Fang Tian discovered that there was another piece of equipment in the space ring, took it out and threw it to Nan Ming: "This should be useful."
Nan Ming put it in his hand and played with it: "It's the eyeball of the sky. It's really useful. With it connecting our field of vision, the chance is even greater."
Fang Tian snatched the Feng Ming Gun from Ming Yuqing's hand, carried it behind his back and began to climb the tower. He set up the gun at the top of the tower and took a good posture, activating the connection with the Sky Eyeball.
The Sky Eyeball floats in front of Nanming, sharing Fang Tian's vision on the virtual screen.
"Kill Wang Ziming first if you have the chance." Nan Ming saw many small black dots appearing at the end of the screen, which were Wang Ziming and the others.
Fang Tian kept observing through the sniper scope, pointing the muzzle at Wang Ziming, adjusting his breathing slightly, waiting patiently for him to enter the shooting range.
Wang Ziming pinched his hair and observed as he walked. He felt that this was not a place where Nan Ming would fight back, and the pace was accelerating.
Wang Ziming entered the range of Feng Ming Gun.
Fang Tian moved his hand to the trigger, but did not fire. He was waiting for these people to walk in, so that no one could escape. Nan Ming, who was under the tower, was also staring at the screen in front of him.
Wang Ziming looked around and said, "It's almost time to fight back. The longer we delay, the worse it will be for them."
"Why isn't this already the case? Colonel Nanming is really calm."
He turned around and spotted the signal tower in the distance.
After thinking for a moment, his expression suddenly changed and he shouted: Hurry and take cover!
Fang Tian saw his abnormal expression and shot decisively, but he was still a step too slow. The bullet passed by his scalp and exploded the heads of the team members behind him who had no time to dodge.
"There are snipers, everyone, be careful!"
"Hide, hide quickly!"
Wang Ziming lay tightly under the high wall, not daring to show his head. The members fell into panic and hurriedly looked for a hiding place. During this period, two more people were killed by Fang Tian.
"What a pity, Wang Ziming avoided him." Mingyu Qing stamped his feet angrily.
Nan Ming didn't react at all, as if this was what he expected.