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CHAPTER XLVII


Because there is a large flow of people in the subway, all the entrances and exits included in the base are sealed.

The thick steel and concrete can only be seen through the gaps.

It really takes a lot of effort to get in.

What's more, What's more, if you want to open a door, the sound must be loud, fearing that zombies from a distance will be attracted to it.

In this case, other personnel from the city defense department will be needed to cooperate.

They were making noise at other entrances and exits, so they took the time to cut a gap here.

One of the officers and soldiers of the City Defense Department was a space superpower.

He saw a bulky box of unknown material, similar to tempered glass connected to a pipe.

What he held in his hand at the front was a cutting gun.

The city defense officers and soldiers were already fully armed, and the others stayed back, waiting for the captain's order.

When the intercom comes out, Line 1, Exit 1 is ready, Line 1, Exit 2 is ready.

Captain Gao gave the order and all three parties took action.

There is a chemical in the cutting gun similar to acetylene, but the temperature caused by acetylene is much higher.

The steel bar as thick as the forearm can be cut in less than a minute.

This should be a project of the Academy of Science, but it has never been released because it is too dangerous.

Two steel bars were cut, enough for one person to pass through.

People from the city defense department went first to stop the zombies that came after hearing the sound.

Others entered one after another, and some even whispered, wondering if there would be any survivors in this subway station.

Everyone else's mood is very heavy.

There may be survivors at first, but since the entrance and exit are blocked, even if the original survivors are lucky enough to escape the zombies, they will eventually starve to death and die of thirst.

As we all know, City B is a crowded city.

Many outsiders like to hang out in City B.

Maybe among the crowded zombies, there are their relatives.

Lei Yun is a fire element user.

He participated in this mission in his own name, but he had a few playmates who he could chat with.

They both grew up in the same compound.

They looked up and met each other without looking down.

They also knew Zhao Ge, but their relationship was not very good.

They are not the same kind of people.

Lei Yun and others are bright and lively, and they are all students of the Sports University, while Zhao Ge is just a mama's boy who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun.

No, even when they were so nervous, they still didn't forget to joke.

"Hey, isn't this Ma Bao Pavilion Master Zhao?"

"Sister Hao, what are you doing?

Minister Zhao is treating you as a nanny."

Ji Lang felt that Lei Yun's words were a bit excessive, and quickly tugged on his sleeves, pulled him to the side, and whispered, "Sister Momo is not someone who can be manipulated by others.

There must be a reason why she agreed to Zhao Ge's joining.

Yeah, don’t talk like that.”

Zhao Ge didn't take it seriously.

He had been in a state of nervousness and excitement from the beginning, so he didn't care about Lei Yun's attitude.

After the end of the world, gun control is not so strict, so these people with military titles each have a gun and a silencer.

Feng Momo turned on her automatic navigation mode again.

There were more than a hundred people in just one station, which was also the end point.

The farther you went to the city center station, the more people there would be, even reaching a thousand people.

When Captain Gao saw more than 120 people coming in, he made a gesture, meaning to move in groups.

The number of people should not be too dense, otherwise the zombies would attack in groups.

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Zhao Ge has been beside Feng Momo, holding a gun in his hand.

Because of nervousness, his arms kept shaking.

His big eyes widened, looking at the people in front of him who were fighting zombies.

Feng Momo raised his hand and pressed his wrist, trying to make him relax.

After taking two deep breaths, he did relax.

However, as soon as Feng Momo's hand left, he started shaking again.

Zhao Ge was crying.

Over there, Ji Lang hit a zombie's head with a fireball, and then with a knife, the head fell off.

He looked more anxious, and the more anxious he became, the more nervous he became.

He couldn't even lift his nervous arms, and became even more nervous.

Forget about shooting.

Feng Momo pulled him to avoid the attack of a zombie, then hit the zombie's head crookedly with a scabbard of his sword.

He snatched Zhao Ge's gun, gave him a watermelon knife, and said under his puzzled gaze, "If you can't shoot, I'll stick to the back with the knife."

Zhao Ge turned around reflexively, and at the same time, he swung out the half-arm-long watermelon knife in his hand.

With a crisp click, the watermelon knife struck the zombie above the ear, leaving a shallow mark.

The zombie screamed and rushed towards him with its smelly mouth open.

Feng Momo commanded from the side, "Avoid her hand and chop her neck.

The force is not enough."

This is Zhao Ge's first mission.

Faced with such a dangerous situation, his reaction is always a bit slow, giving people the impression that he is always thinking about his head rather than his back.

Although the second knife hit his neck, it was not strong enough and did not cause any substantial damage.

Just as the zombie's long black nails were about to scratch his face, suddenly there was a flash of light and the zombie's arm fell.

On the ground.

That's all Feng Momo could do, cut off the zombie's arm.

If he couldn't solve the rest by himself, after this mission, he would have no choice but to go home and be his mother's baby.

Zhao Ge looked at the zombie in front of him that had lost both arms and was still screaming and rushing towards him.

His heart was filled with anger.

He held the knife in both hands and raised it high.

He shouted loudly and swung the watermelon knife down hard.

The zombie's head tilted to the side in a weird posture. , and finally fell to the ground.

Feng Momo gave him a thumbs up without hesitation.

Many zombies now have entered the second level, and their defense and attack power have increased.

Zhao Ge is just an ordinary person.

His body has not been modified in any way.

It is already very good to be able to do this.

The power in the subway station is only enough to maintain simple lighting, and there are still many corners in darkness.

Zhao Ge's roar just now even drowned out some zombies.

Now, the four or five zombies around them even gave up on the humans who were fighting them and all rushed towards Zhao Ge.

Feng Momo repeated his old plan.

After a few blows, only two zombies with broken arms were left surrounding Zhao Ge.

Looking at the others, they were all able to dodge, slash, throw a skill ball and so on.

Feng Jinyan is the adopted son of the Feng family.

The men of the Feng family are weak, but he has no influence as an adopted son.

Therefore, he has inherited the ancient martial arts inheritance of the Feng family.

The sword skills of the Feng family are wielded by him like a strong wind passing by, and the crisis is inevitable. underestimate.

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Feng Yechen, who was originally weak, can now fight with all his strength through the nourishment of spiritual spring water, the assistance of spiritual fruits, and the new development of his body after gaining superpowers.

He found two weapons from Qing Lao.

Emei Ci came, holding a sword in his hand.

The cold light passed by, and the zombies all lost their Tianling Caps, revealing their complete brains like bean curds.

The black power fruit brought to Feng Yechen was the same dark system as Feng Momo.

The dark system was of little use below the third level.

He was used to playing with scalpels, and the Emei thorn was used to the extreme in his hands.

It was like a perfect operation, and people couldn't help but cheer

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