"Woo~!Woo~!!"

The bitter cold wind was everywhere. Even if he tied his cuffs and trousers tightly, Lin Hao's thin body was still trembling with cold.

If you lean slightly, you can see a dark and dead silent under the cliff, like a thick layer of black canvas spread on the ground.

Rubbing his stiff fingers, Lin Hao turned around and looked at the hut. It was also pitch black inside, without lights or any lighting tools, like an abrupt growth of creatures growing on the edge of a cliff.

"This damn ghost weather!"

Lin Hao cursed in a low voice, and couldn't help but miss his past life.

It has been two whole centuries since the end of the world. For more than two hundred years, humans have survived tenaciously like cockroaches.

The population of tens of billions continued to shrink. It was not until the "War of Independence" ten years ago that humans almost devoted all their warriors, and they barely won a temporary victory.

The tragic 'War of Independence' and the number of deaths can be said to have reached the highest level in human history.

One billion people, regardless of gender, have given their lives to human survival.

On the vast battlefield, humans are determined to die and continue to do so.

Whenever someone falls, more warriors will emerge later.

Human life is cheap like toilet paper, hundreds of people die every second.

The fierce offensive and defensive battle lasted for several months, which were the darkest months for human beings, but also the most united months for human beings.

There is no more high and low, no more wealth, no more wealth, everyone is filled with the belief of living, and vows to earn a breath of breath for mankind.

They succeeded, and the dedication of nearly one billion people has brought about the rest and recuperation of today's human beings.

War makes people progress, and this sentence is true. After the end of the "War of Independence", humans worked hard to obtain genetic medicine.

The first-level genetic potion can make an ordinary human become a powerful warrior like a little superman. The second-level genetic potion under development can allow humans to gain incredible power.

But all of this is too far from Lin Hao. He is just an ordinary warrior who is watching.

As he stomped his feet hard and walked back and forth, Lin Hao still felt his toes numb and itchy.

But he didn't complain, but just looked at the bottom of the cliff more vigilantly. The worse the climate, the more likely those damn corpse tribes would attack here.

Another cold wind blew, and the sky was blown open a gap, and a faint white moonlight fell, allowing Lin Hao to see the situation below the cliff.

"I knew this group of dogs would definitely come here!!"

Lin Hao looked at the corpse tribe hidden in the darkness below, his eyes were solemn. He raised his foot and kicked it. A black object that had been lying at Lin Hao's feet stood up vigilantly. It was a black earth dog.

"Woom"

The black dog's rushing barking immediately attracted the attention of the on-duty personnel in the hut and immediately rushed out.

"How is the situation? How many have come?"

The companion was lying on the ground and observing the invading corpse tribe.

Lin Hao narrowed his eyes and replied in a low voice: "At least two hundred people, and you see, there are still corpse tribes appearing around the woods. The specific number is not easy to estimate."

Several companions grabbed the gun tightly and did not fire impatiently. Instead, they began to analyze the enemy situation calmly.

After all, it has been a war that lasted for more than two hundred years. Even the lowest-level warriors like Lin Hao have extremely high combat qualities and intelligence analysis capabilities.

Before everyone could finish the discussion, a sharp-eyed soldier exclaimed: "Oh my God, look at you guys!!"

Everyone followed his fingers and saw something like floating land not far away from the sky.

This piece of 'land' is as dark as ink, with lumps on it and ugly-shaped black solidified substances.

These solidified substances are biochemical airships made by the corpse tribe. With the huge scarlet flesh wings around it, they are the "two-winged corpse nest" that makes humans extremely troubled.

The corpse nest of the two-winged corpse was slowly and regularly inciting, and the corpse clan that kept falling with great force like dumplings.

"Damn it, how could it be the winged corpse nest?"

This base is built on a cliff to guard the danger. However, facing flying troops is very unfavorable.

"Notify the base and evacuate the crowd immediately and prepare air defense weapons!"

Several guards quickly analyzed the situation and immediately contacted the base.

The base reacts very quickly, and in this era, those who react slowly are dead.

The old and weak quickly entered the bunker, all the battle could be fought to the cliff, the ammunition supply was quickly in place, and even the elevated cannons aimed at the sky as the bearing twisted.

Maybe it was the movements from the human side that made the winged corpse nest notice. The scarlet wings, which were originally leisurely, suddenly swelled up quickly, and the speed increased several times.

"Here you come!! Turn on the insurance and prepare to shoot!!"

The sound of Hongliang's command resounded throughout the cliff, and everyone unify the safety bolts and aimed at the winged corpse nests that were getting closer and closer in the sky.

"Boom~!Boom~!!"

The elevated cannon first showed its power, and the shells shot out instantly reached the front of the double-winged corpse nest.

Unfortunately, in the face of human air weapons, the double-winged corpse nest has long been prepared for defense. Large scattered flying squirrels used their bodies to form a solid line of defense.

"Boom!!"

The shell was blocked by the flying squirrels.

"Damn it, keep attacking!!"

The commander looked at the large number of flying squirrels who died, but there was no joy in his eyes to kill the enemy.

Machine guns, elevated cannons, and even rifles began to attack the air, but still did not stop the footsteps of the double-winged corpse nest.

The large corpse tribe howled and landed on the cliff, and the human side had to retreat to a place closer to the base.

Lin Hao hid behind the cover and kept firing with rifles in his hand.

"Bang!"

The head of a corpse tribe was shattered, and the gray-white brain splashed, and the corpse tribe fell softly to the ground.

Lin Hao turned his gun and was about to shoot another corpse tribe, but a mechanical prompt sound suddenly sounded in his mind.

"The war system is activated successfully, and the host kills an alien race and gains some military merit."

The cold prompt sound scared Lin Hao and turned around to look around. His comrades were still striving to kill the enemy, and the smoke of the gunpowder and the howling of the corpse tribe were still ringing in his ears.

"Is this auditory hallucination?"

Lin Hao held up the rifle in a daze, thinking that something was wrong with him?

Wait, Lin Hao remembers that it is rumored that the corpse clan has a mental control type. Was he controlled?

Lin Hao was scared to death when he thought of this, and his hands and feet were trembling uncontrollably.

Lin Hao is not afraid of death. Men who grew up in this environment are not afraid of death.

But being controlled by the corpse tribe and becoming a puppet is absolutely unacceptable.
Chapter completed!