"Boss, think about it carefully, what's wrong?" A soldier looked at Kelly, who was sitting in the back of the car and smoked silently, and asked: "The organization asked us to report the situation immediately!"

"I..." Kelly closed her eyes, took a deep breath of smoke, and a smoke came out of her cherry lips. For a long time, the man's words echoed in her mind: Your survival conditions... Is this contrary to your so-called persistence?

Is this contrary to what I call persistence?

Kelly blew a cigarette butt and opened her cherry lips: "I don't know, I was knocked out by it... I only saw a blurry corpse shadow! When I woke up, everything on my body disappeared!"

"You are kidding, boss? It knocked you out? Didn't... didn't eat you?" The soldier who was reporting put down the communicator in his hand and looked at the leader who had been in surprise.

Kelly turned her head suddenly, her eyes froze, and she said in a cold voice: "You didn't hear it clearly!? Need me repeat it?"

"No! No..." Dabing shivered and reported to the base again.

The team members were silent, but one of the soldiers who had wiped the gun silently paused slightly, their eyes flashed, and then they continued to wipe the gun, as if nothing had happened.

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"Is that true?" Defney held each hand and slapped in a pose, very heroic, and was like two of the sob girl last night.

Yang Tian, ​​who was packing his luggage, turned his head and saw Defney's posture, shook his head and said, "I haven't held a gun firmly yet, why do you just take two?"

"But the people in my movies are like this! Very handsome!" A few stars appeared in Defne's eyes, constantly posing in various positions.

Yang Tian lowered his head and took care of his luggage again, and said casually: "You are different from them. If they fail, they can NG and start again. If you fail, you will die, or become a member of the walking corpse!"

"Hmph..." Defney pouted her mouth, put away a handful of mp7, held another hand in both hands, and put in a standard position, asking, "Is that right?"

"Well... well... It seems that I didn't teach you last night!" Yang Tian looked at Defney again, nodded, and continued: "When you become proficient, you can try holding one hand with one hand. Of course, that's your advanced homework. This kind of MP7 is very suitable for holding a gun with one hand, one hand with one hand."

"What else did you get from her?" Defney looked at Yang Tian who was constantly flipping through her backpack and asked with interest.

"Nothing, dagger, micro-rushing. She was fighting in the same way at that time. How could she carry so many things? I didn't dare to take a watch or something, for fear of any positioning system inside!" Yang Tianyi pulled the lock and carried the big bag behind him.

"There are also lighters and cigarettes...things that made you cough last night!" Defney blinked playfully, her face full of smiles, obviously thinking of Yang Tian's embarrassment at that time.

Yang Tian scratched his head awkwardly. He lit a cigarette last night and tried it, but he was choked...

"I'm very happy for you to see you get out of your state yesterday! But... Madam! It's time for us to leave! If it were normal, we would arrive in Los Angeles in one day, but in this world, no one would think of what would happen! Maybe we have to walk for 2 days, 3 days, or even 1 week, or we will never be able to get there!"

Defney snorted and said dissatisfiedly: "You shouldn't say such things!"

Defney stepped onto the motorcycle, started it skillfully, turned around and shouted, "Come on! A guy who only knows how to ride a bicycle!"

Yang Tian was once again embarrassed. There was no such skill as motorcycle in the game. Of course, Yang Tian, ​​who had never ridden a motorcycle, could not. He could drive a car. It was before traveling through time, when he went to the driving school to study for a certificate during the holiday after the college entrance examination, but... he had never been exposed to motorcycles.

Yang Tian still remembered that he and Defni looked for several cars together, but they all were scrapped. Finally, they found the motorcycle. When Yang Tian was thinking about whether to give it a try, Defni had already helped the motorcycle that was lying beside him, skillfully debugged and started.

When she learned that Yang Tian couldn't ride a motorcycle, Defni's first reaction was surprise. In her impression, this omnipotent man existed like a great god, and the result...

And Defni's second reaction was to look at Yang Tian jokingly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and the charming curve made Yang Tian shrugged helplessly.

………

The strong wind was whistling by his ears. Yang Tian sat firmly, holding Defni's shoulder with both hands, trying to keep a distance from her. Get close to her? Yes, of course he wanted to get close to her. Of course, Yang Tian, ​​such a charming girl, certainly wanted to hold her in her arms, but... the most painful thing was that he was afraid that he could not help but bite Defni's body. God knew that Defni's human flesh and blood body was the most fatal temptation to Yang Tian.

"Is this the right direction?" Defney turned his head slightly and asked loudly.

Yang Tian replied loudly: "Yes, that's the direction! But ma'am! Please look at the road! I don't want to be the first zombie to be hit and killed by a motorcycle!"

"Don't worry, I'm more familiar with this thing than sports cars!" Defney curled her lips, and in an instant, she was fully powered... I don't know if she was eager to go home or wanted to vent.

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"What? That zombie is called a puppet?" A middle-aged man sat in a suit and tie, looking at the solemn soldier in front of him, and asked in surprise.

"Yes! I vaguely heard some conversation, and the mother zombie was called a puppet by Kelly!"

The middle-aged man hurriedly took out the communicator, thought for a while, and dialed a number...

"Hey? Who?" A lazy voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hunter, did you have a temporary addition to your first group called Puppet?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" The hound replied lazily: "If you have something to do, hurry up and say it, I'm busy here!"

"Soldiers reported that the mother zombie we surrounded this time, that is, the mother zombie that we had never seen before, was the puppet! It can speak and is very strong!"

"What did you say?" The hound sitting on the sofa stood up with the phone and suddenly stood up. The woman who was originally kneeling in front of him was hit by this sudden sudden moment. Her hands hurriedly surrounded the hound's waist, and her head moved even harder.

"Yes... the soldiers also heard some conversations. Come here, how about giving this matter to you? It has entered your management scope and is not something that ordinary mercenaries can handle!"

"Ah...ah..." The hunting dog moaned for no reason. After a few seconds, he spoke again, with a hint of excitement in his tone: "Haha, buddy, I happened to have two boxes of fine wine sent by a friend, and I was about to deliver it to you. Just in time, I will arrive!"

"Haha... OK!" The middle-aged man nodded, hung up the phone, and unfolded his endless imagination through the tiny sounds just now.

"The special team is finally going to be sent on the field! If it is really that puppet... it will definitely have the meaning to the organization... it will even more to me..." The Hound became more and more excited as he thought about it. He hurriedly put on his pants. He urgently needed to prove the authenticity of the news!

The gorgeous woman kneeling on the ground wiped her mouth with a tissue while humming: "The special forces team that had just succeeded in the experiment will be sent to the field? What is the mission?"

"Baby! Let me tell you when I'm back!" The hunting dog patted the woman's head, tidied up her clothes, and left.

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Chapter completed!