The cold night ahead was like ink, and the giant fireball towering into the clouds behind him gradually turned into a distant background.
Xiao Ming silently blended into the nuclear corpses around him, leading "them" to run forward like wild beasts on all fours.
The luminous navigation watch he wore on his wrist had long been thrown away, and his brain was a living map.
From the starting point to Berlin, it takes about three hours at the running speed of a nuclear corpse.
The five guerrilla ships can move faster.
In order to synchronize with the friendly forces, they sail slowly and slowly in the center of the nuclear zombie queue.
On the way, Rose and Wanruo tried to contact Berlin, but still failed.
It seems that they have not escaped Caesar's surveillance network.
This is the wrong fault of the old boy.
The guerrilla ship's wireless signal was blocked, but it was actually Xiao Ming's work.
After the nuclear mutation, his stream of consciousness has reached its peak in mental control, and he has lost the resonance attack ability he had as a human.
However, he inadvertently discovered another function of the stream of consciousness.
When the guerrilla sent out wireless signals, he subconsciously wanted to stop it.
Because once Rose and the others established contact with Berlin, the matter of his nuclear mutation could no longer be concealed.
If pushed forward ten times, the truth about his transformation into a vampire would be revealed.
With a thought, Xiao Ming discovered that his stream of consciousness could interfere with the guerrilla ship's radio waves, causing it to become chaotic.
He was overjoyed, thought about it for a moment, and understood.
Stream of consciousness is a kind of biological electric wave produced by the brain, and it reaches the same destination as electromagnetic waves.
Radio waves are also electromagnetic waves, and it is reasonable for them to influence each other.
Just like the Sclerotinia group in my hometown, the collected bio-waves form a bio-magnetic field, which can also block wireless signals.
The biomagnetic field generated by Xiao Ming, who has gathered the collective consciousness of tens of millions of zombies, is astonishing.
He immediately focused part of his stream of consciousness on the wireless transmitter of the fifth ship, and as expected, the wireless signal was completely blocked.
The guerrilla's radio failed, but other systems were operating normally.
Rose saw from the navigator that the route was correct, and stopped trying to contact Berlin.
At this time, the first nuclear zombie reinforcements to arrive had all finished eating.
Following Xiao Ming's will, they took the lead in killing the farthest west, becoming the first fire to burn towards Caesar.
"Xiao Xue, I have avenged you," Xiao Ming muttered silently in his heart, and a soft and naughty voice faintly sounded in his ears: "Without me, you can form a new blood brand, but you can only have one spouse.
I'm curious, which female would you choose: Gong Er, Rose or Wanruo?"
A charming little face appeared in front of him, then turned into a skinny skeleton, and finally turned into a ball of ashes.
Xiao Ming's vision blurred and he shook his head gently.
Xiaoxue, my choice is not to choose A person cannot live without love in this life, but it is also impossible to be bathed in love forever.
I will carry the memory of love with me into the unpredictable future alone.
I have been in this world, I have loved, I have fought.
This life is enough.
Xiao Ming sighed sadly, as if he had seen through the world of mortals.
Suddenly, his brain was shocked, and he captured two familiar individual emotions from the collective consciousness of tens of millions of corpses.
His bloody eyes, which had been calm for a long time, suddenly became excited, and a bolt of will radiated to the army of nuclear zombies around him like lightning.
The originally galloping team came to a halt.
Only the five guerrilla ships caught in the middle were caught off guard and knocked down a large number of nuclear corpses.
"There is a situation" The soldiers immediately became nervous.
The weather is getting cold, and so are the recent subscriptions.
I hope to lighten the fire: