Zhang Wen did not stop using normal methods. He half-sided his body, using the left shoulder equipped with bulletproof armor as the end point, rushed into the mutant creature like a shell, and with powerful inertia and impact, he knocked away all the dozen monsters that were rushing towards him. This powerful force was extremely arrogant. Zhang Wen only heard one after another "bang bang" sound, and felt the other party's body breaking, blood splattering everywhere, and his face was stained with a lot of viscous and warm liquid. He didn't feel afraid at all, but instead felt an indescribable fanaticism and excitement. Before his body rushing forward completely stopped, Zhang Wen had already waved the carbon battle axe in his hand and slashed hard at the pig man closest to.

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With the whirlpool airflow generated by swinging at high speed, the carbon battle axe drew a diagonal line in front of the fat-headed and big-eared pig man. The power of the pushing weapon was incredibly powerful, and even the pig man with thick skin and thick flesh could not resist it. The creature, which had both human and pig genes, opened his eyes wide and watched the blue-gray battle axe pass by in front of him. Then, an unbearable severe pain came from his abdomen and chest. The heavy body, which was originally regarded as a burden, suddenly lost a lot of weight. An indescribable pressure disappeared from his body instantly. Just when he felt confused and didn't know what to do, his bulging belly suddenly exploded, and a large ball of entanglement gushed out, wrapped in gray yellow, dark green, constantly rising and falling in the large grey and dark red slurry, emitting a strong and fishy internal organs.

The distance was too close, so Zhang Wen could not avoid it. The internal organs of the pig man who was rushing towards him suddenly splashed all over his body, and the bent parts of his shoulders and elbows were covered with chaotic organs that could not be called. The unbearable stench had no effect on Zhang Wen at all. His central nerves automatically filtered these signals that had adverse reactions to the brain consciousness, and the nasal mucosa closed the foreign odor to keep the subjective consciousness awake, and continued to wave the battle axe and slashed hard at the neck of the other blood corpse.

Zhang Wen did not like weapons like carbon tomahawk in the past. He prefers large-caliber guns, especially grenade launchers. But for some reason, he decided to obey Yuan Zhicheng and injected the mysterious potion he gave, Zhang Wen found that his power became particularly powerful, far exceeding that of other officers of the strengthening man. One day, when he picked up a specially modified long-handled tomahawk, he fell in love with it uncontrollably.

How strong am I now?

Fourth order?

Or the fifth level?

Zhang Wen himself has no accurate answer.

He only knew that Yang Junhao was like himself, and those "comrades-in-arms" in gray-brown uniforms were no different. He was the same person as them, with a very balanced power and speed, and no one could be stronger or weaker than anyone else. However, in the world that can be seen with the naked eye, there is no stronger than us.

When he was in the New Nanyang base, Zhang Wen once heard a word - "evolutionary man".

He didn't know if he could be considered an evolutionary person? But one thing is that Zhang Wen can be sure: he is stronger than Su Hao. At least, he is much stronger than when he saw him.

Su Hao

Thinking of this name, a strong sense of hatred and murderous intent suddenly appeared in Zhang Wen's mind. Then, this consciousness changed instantly in his mind. The two words "Su Hao" and the handsome and young face were quickly erased by some mysterious force, leaving only a huge amount of anger and hatred.

This feels strange and familiar. Because whenever Zhang Wen thinks of Su Hao, he will always forget all the information about Su Hao, leaving only a strong anger. This consciousness will ferment quickly in his brain, expanding into the only master occupying the entire thinking nerve, controlling him to be unable to recover from calmness and soberness, and wave his weapons desperately, and slash and kill at any target he sees with his eyes.

When he left the underground training, Zhang Wen had already learned through the radio that his hunting target in this battle was any form of mutated creatures.

All instructions were conveyed through radio and telecommunications. The last time he was carrying out his mission, the hunting target was twenty-two civilians in white clothes. Zhang Wen could tell that his voice had a unique tone of Yuan Zhicheng. This would never be wrong. Only he was qualified to give orders to me and everyone.

Sometimes, Zhang Wen also feels confused - why must he obey Yuan Zhicheng's orders? This is strange and unreasonable. With his previous rebellious personality, even if he asks others, he never bows his head to others.

Could it be that I have been loyal to you?

But that kind of thing is just a temporary measure to weigh the pros and cons. Although it was indeed impulsive at the time, it had a strong sense of loyalty to the other party, and it was only a short-term thinking effect. But why did it last until now?

This kind of thinking appears in Zhang Wen's mind for a short time. In a few seconds, or just a moment, it is immediately suppressed by an extremely powerful willingness to obey, forcing him to turn his thinking direction elsewhere. For example: high-intensity training of film and television works, women, wine...

Zhang Wen vaguely felt that the changes in his body and brain were probably related to the mysterious liquid injected after he swore allegiance to Yuan Zhicheng?

What exactly is that?

Could it be the latest confession agent developed by the Academy of Sciences? Or mental control drugs?

Zhang Wen can't find the answer.

It’s not that he has no clue about these things, but that the subconscious deep in his brain always has an indecent suppression. It is like a devil who monitors himself at any time, which will erase the sudden independent thinking at any time and lead the consciousness in another direction. It makes himself addicted to hatred and stimulates increasingly violent and powerful desires. There is no substance that can tempt itself except women and alcohol.

Zhang Wen collapsed for a while, but his control consciousness was turned back into a walking dead state. The clarity in his mind was usually only a short moment. Zhang Wen thought about communicating with others and solving the mystery in his own way of discussing each other. But he soon discovered that this was simply a delusion. Even Yang Junhao had no response to his expression. What was even more terrifying was that Zhang Wen could not say anything about it. The suppression power had developed enough to control the nerve center, which did not give him any chance to express his wishes. Even if he really wanted to speak, his lips and tongue manipulated by the nerve could only issue mechanical monotonous syllables, or slogans such as "Long Live So-and-so".

Hell, I think so much more than what?

This is not a question I should consider. I like killing, I like to be covered in blood in a cruel and cruel environment, running between bloody and dirty internal organs and broken corpses. That is what I should do.

Zhang Wen would never see that the clearness that had just flashed deep in his pupils was covered with thick darkness. The entire eye socket soon turned bloody. The thick bloodshot formed two bent and twisted "X" shapes in the eye socket in an extremely strange state. If you look closer and carefully, it would be like your eyes were firmly nailed by bright red lines, leaving a horror patch similar to cross-stitch.

The ordinary combat troops following behind were completely shocked by the soldiers in gray-brown uniforms who rushed in front.

Their combat power is so terrifying that they can be described as "terrifying".

Triangular combat teams were like violent and fierce mechanical drills. They pierced through the craze of creatures densely spread on the streets, and broke through the monsters who also didn't know what fear was. Whether it was melee combat or gun shooting, the fighting consciousness of these people did not fade. They rushed on every street in the civilian area, like adding enough horsepower, roaring and assaulting heavy trucks, knocking away everything that dared to stand in front of them, smashing, overturning, and tearing apart.

With these people guiding in front, there is no danger in the ordinary combat troops following behind. What they can do is also limited: they occupy the blocks they have already controlled, reset the defense, replenish guns for mutant creatures that have not yet died, drive heavy machinery, and use buckets to push away the bodies and debris that block the streets.

Yuan Zhicheng sat in the underground office and was always paying attention to the battle process.

He pinched the time very accurately. After three hours of the 31st mobile unit was put into combat, he issued an order to immediately return to the military-controlled area.

Yuan Zhicheng is not a philanthropist and has no special interest in cowards who are afraid of death on the battlefield. The reason why he uses his power to protect Yang Junhao and Zhang Wen is because they have common characteristics.

They all committed unforgivable serious crimes, and neither the General Administration of Military Law nor the original military units could pardon them. When they were desperate, people often had very extreme mentality. But the root of this is nothing more than a handful of categories.

One: Regret and are willing to do anything to make up for it. Unfortunately, they never have such an opportunity again.

Second: Anger, pushing all the mistakes on others, being stubborn and tough, thinking that you are not wrong, but the wrong one is others, the whole world.

Third: Lucky, I feel that I still have a chance, and there is still someone who has not yet appeared to save me. Although reason tells them that this is impossible, subconsciously, they still believe in their slim ideals.

Under the influence of the two common consciousnesses of despair and fear, these thinking consciousnesses will quickly turn into madness. Whether it is Yang Junhao who took the initiative to surrender or Zhang Wen who was asked by him, they were all thrown into prison by Yuan Zhicheng and stayed in a place with extremely harsh living environment for a long time. This fundamentally torture of the body and eliminate arrogance and arrogance makes them have no other way to choose except to identify with Yuan Zhicheng and swear allegiance. On the premise that the subjective consciousness has already developed a strong sense of identity, and then inject the thinking control agent, these people will become the most obedient subordinates.

This kind of agent is very similar to the black particles in Su Hao's body. However, in terms of specific effects, there is a huge difference. Although they both have the control consciousness of the injector, the black particles are mainly guided, so that the "worker bee" can obey and respect the "Queen Bee", and the "worker bee" himself also has the ability to think freely. On the other hand, the drug used by Yuan Zhicheng is at the cost of completely eliminating the subjective consciousness of the injector, so as to produce the effect of obedience under the premise of suppression. Moreover, the scope of use of the latter is much narrower than the former. Yuan Zhicheng must strictly think and judge each injection object, and use various methods to eliminate the other party's self-esteem, reason, family affection and other aspects, so as to strengthen his awareness of worship and achieve his goal.

Even the confidants who obeyed the rules, Yuan Zhicheng was not sure that he could successfully use this potion on them. When he first obtained this potion, there were a total of 1,000 standard units. Unfortunately, not all goals could be converted, and the actual success rate was only about 65%. After a series of repeated trials and repeated executions, a large number of injectors who failed to convert were secretly executed, and the members of the 31st mobile unit were only more than 600.

These people have extremely powerful combat power, and in terms of their abilities, they have far exceeded the fifth-level enhancement standard.

Zhang Wen’s feeling is very correct. He is indeed stronger than Su Hao now.

However, as he guessed when he was awake, the injector of the potion that lost his self-consciousness was definitely not an evolved person, but a higher life form between the highest reinforcement level and the evolutionary standard. For the hopeful, they are the most powerful existence in the world, and are evolutionary individuals who are more advanced than reinforcement people. But for the pessimists, they are just a group of waste that has not succeeded in evolution and has not achieved the expected goals.

Just like a watch made by a craftsmanship, qualified products can be placed on the counter and sold at high prices. Of course, defective products will also appear. They are either treated as defective products and are either reduced in price or are smashed and recycled as waste products.

Zhang Wen was the last member of the 31st mobile unit. His appearance consumed the last potion in Yuan Zhicheng's hand.

This mysterious medicine liquid that can greatly stimulate the potential of the human body has a very dark name - "Slave Potion".

Perhaps, Yuan Zhicheng still has the chance to get more potions. But when is the exact time? Even he himself doesn't know.

Maybe, there will be no chance again.

The sudden change from the New Lanzhou Base City in the Northern War Zone completely disrupted the theme of the military meeting. Major military commissioners, including Zhao Zhikai, turned their attention to this sudden outbreak without any "moon tide" in this sudden situation. Regarding the prisoners in the new Guiyang base with "similar" faces to the new division commanders, and the power change of the 505th Army, were taken aside as a secondary issue. After all, the strategic position of the new Guiyang cannot be compared with that of New Lanzhou. Compared with a commander of the army, mutated creatures that may break out of abandoned cities at any time are the biggest threats that humans must face.

Sitting in the office, looking at the computer screen that had just been turned off and had no signal display, Su Hao was silent for nearly five minutes, and suddenly laughed "Hehehehehehe".

"The result of my handling of this matter is much simpler than I thought."

Huang He smiled with a big mouth, spat at the corner of the wall with a strong smell of smoke, touched the clothes and pants with his hands for a long time, and took out a pack of wrinkled cigarettes. He pushed aside the seal that he had just kneaded, and Huang He was disappointed to find that it was just an empty box with no cigarettes inside. He kneaded the cigarette box hard and threw it out of the window. Then, he consciously picked up the same object that Su Hao placed on the desk, pulled out one, ignited it, and sucked it very comfortably.

"Ten divisions, just get it?"

Su Hao was still immersed in the amazement caused by the sudden change in affairs from the original trajectory. He kept shaking his head and sighing: "I really didn't expect that the "moon tide" would appear at this time in the New Lanzhou base. I really don't know if we are lucky? Or is the evolutionary speed of those mutated creatures exceeding expectations?"

This statement is not without reason. In the history of time and space in the future, the "moon tide" has never erupted in the New Lanzhou base. Although the Northern War Zone has experienced several times, most of the locations are located in base cities of level 2 and 3. But it is undeniable that if it were not for the mutation in New Lanzhou, the military department would still deal with Su Hao's problem. At least, the unsuccessful Su Hao's personnel appointment and removal order would not be as unresolved as it is now.

Thinking of this, Su Hao raised his head and looked at the Yellow River, which was standing opposite and smoking with his head muffled, his face full of nicotine.

"How about it, are you interested? Go downstairs and become a teacher?"

Yellow River trembled all over, and the cigarette loosened from the middle of uncontrolled fingers and fell to the ground.

“…Teacher?”

This noun, which was once extremely far away from the Yellow River, instantly fell into chaos. The generous man wiped his chin hard and replied with a very difficult time: "This... boss, you, aren't you kidding?"

"I never joke about things like this."

Su Hao looked at him with a smile on his face: "I need ten new division commanders, as well as deputy division commanders, chief of staff, and a large number of military commanders at the brigade level. If you can't even be one of them, I really can't find a more suitable candidate."
Chapter completed!