"It's so cool."
This was the first sentence Sneijder and Gordon said as they followed a big wave to the shore and landed with their surfboards in their arms.
"The water quality here is simply great, and the waves are just right."
Even though he lives in Northern Europe, where the sea water quality is good, Sneijder still praises this place.
"I'm going to get drinks and beer."
Gordon went to the drink supply bar about ten meters away.
Sneijder picked up the towel and wiped it: "Why don't you go diving with Regel and Rudolph?
You should go with us."
"I'm lazy, I just want to lie down."
The temperature here is very comfortable, and the sea breeze continues to cool me down.
Cheng Qianxun lay lazily, living a pig-like life was comfortable.
Reger and Rudolf also came back and took off their wetsuits.
Sometimes they were really not used to the figures of these Caucasian people, especially those who had been exercised to a muscular body, and the weight of their chest muscles was heavier than that of women.
If the undead didn't have less hair than ordinary people, I really don't know what the teammates who still have a little chest hair would have been like when they were alive.
Reger was extremely happy and said: "Cheng, you really should go.
Don't lie down all the time and wrap yourself up so tightly.
Would you like Sneijder to help you put on sunscreen and then sunbathe?"
Sneijder said with some distress: "She's just afraid of getting tanned, so she doesn't sunbathe at all.
I really don't know what kind of life people in the East live like.
Apart from working, they stay at home and seldom exercise. , rarely travel, what on earth do they do with their lives?”
No one knows why, but I live for the sake of living.
Rudolf finished taking off his clothes and was only wearing swimming trunks.
He was holding a bag: "There will be something delicious tonight."
"What?"
Sneijder asked curiously.
Rudolf opened the woven bag and showed him: "Sea urchin."
"What a good thing."
She became happy and got up to take a look.
Sure enough, the woven bag was full of black things with thorns: "Then fresh sea urchins are the best for sashimi."
Sneijder kept sighing: "I eat most vigorously.
Sooner or later I will become a fat woman."
Reger patted Sneijder's shoulder and comforted him: "Asians are genetically more resistant to obesity.
No matter how fat they are, they are not as scary as white people."
Seafood, steak, and mutton, I ate like a regular soldier here for three days, and when I got home, I still exercised like crazy.
I ran ten kilometers a day to lose the extra meat I gained from eating.
It was a dull day.
We live in a small wooden house, and the sea water is right under the wooden house.
At night, we can listen to the regular sound of the waves.
It should be easy to fall asleep.
Go to the terrace to enjoy the night view, with the sea below and the starry sky and moon above.
It's so romantic.
Watching TV, this place is isolated from the rest of the world.
In order to allow visitors to get a full rest, there is not even a computer set up.
Only through TV and news can we know some things about the outside world.
Popcorn, Coke, beer.
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Wait until you feel tired after eating and drinking.
Just go to bed.
The news was playing, and Cheng Qianxun couldn't understand the words.
He leaned on Sneijder's shoulder, squinted his eyes, and stuffed a few popcorn into his mouth when he had time.
It's so comfortable.
This kind of day will be over when the rest is over.
Then I will get on the aircraft and go to the upper floor of the original high-rise building to think about whether the general is the target.
How to kill.
The shot is in a densely populated city, although there are many tall buildings.
But they are far less tall than the high-rise buildings they live in.
They are basically residential buildings with 20 or 30 floors.
The gray, square house with square windows looks like it is made of building blocks.
At this time, many buildings were on fire, with thick smoke billowing.
Next, the camera turned around and focused on the pale male host.
He put his finger on the microphone next to his ear and said something quickly.
Then he turned the camera around and pointed it at the road under the burning building.
No one went to put out the fire because there was something on the six-lane road below. . .
The panicked crowd was screaming, crying, and running away.
They looked like migrating animals in front of the camera, except this time they were not antelopes or bison, but all humans.
After a group of people ran, several figures also ran over.
When the camera zoomed in clearly, the room suddenly became quiet.
No one went to eat popcorn or drink beer.
Even her spirit was gone, because at this time The live broadcast of foreign TV stations sent via satellite is enough to make everyone stunned.
Several zombies stretched out their hands with black nails and were limping and jogging towards the camera.
Their teeth were bared and their clothes were dirty, like zombies that had just crawled out of the grave.
The camera should be operated by the photographer.
The zombies came straight towards the front and started smashing them with their hands.
The host and the photographer hid in a glass cover, so the ferocious expression of the zombies attacking humans was vivid and vivid.
All were filmed.
Amid the horrified screams of the host and photographer, the zombies were banging their hands like crazy one by one, causing the camera to tremble slightly, adding to the effect of the scene. . .
"He really did it..."
Cheng Qianxun looked at the reality in front of him and finally murmured: "Spread the zombie virus."
Rudolf said carefully: "The eyes of these zombies are all cloudy.
They have been dead for at least forty-eight hours."
And they have only been here for a day, and it has only been twelve hours since they set off in the morning.
"What if it spreads first and then lets us go?"
She said with a bit of hatred, hating that the general deliberately kept them away.
But then I thought about it and it was wrong again: "Why did he let us take a vacation?
If he really wants to spread the word, then he knows that we may do bad things and he should kill me."
The teammates looked at each other, and Rudolf responded first: "The general should be very confident in his own abilities, knowing that even if we go to assassinate him.
Besides, it's so nice here.
If you want to kill us, you only need a phone call."
She stood up suddenly when the phone came: "Let's go call the general and ask him what's going on.
He said..."
She stopped.
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The general said that the plan might change, but he didn't say to cancel it.
And it is absolutely unwise to call the general at this time.
After hanging up the phone, the second call to clean them may be made to the supervisor here.
Regel looked at Gordon and Rudolph and pursed his lips.
He shrugged and made a face: "Which one of you two can fly that plane?"
"Why do you have to drive it yourself?"
Sneijder asked.
At this time, everyone's minds were spinning very fast, and they could understand what the other party was going to say with just one sentence from their teammates.
Why drive yourself?
With their ability, they can wake up the driver.
Let him drive.
Reger nodded in approval: "He is still familiar with the route."
If he drove randomly, God knew where he would go.
She was worried about another thing: "What if we contact the general and find out that we are gone?"
Then the moment they arrived at the building, they were waiting to be captured.
Rudolph thought for a while and asked, "I will definitely know."
As soon as they left here, someone would call to notify them.
Gordon said again: "It's hard to control the direction at night."
That means leaving during the day.
Everyone stopped talking and continued to watch the news.
The zombies were still attacking the glass cover containing the photographer.
When they bared their teeth, you could see their black-purple gums, and their gray-white eyeballs that were so turbid that their pupils couldn't be seen.
There was a zombie who had a wound on his wrist, and it started to rot.
After he was slapped hard, one of his hands was broken off.
The hand hangs from the wrist.
But it continued to shoot. . .
What was tapping on the glass was the vague white bones hanging from the wrist and joints of the severed hand, and the dark red pus and blood in the broken blood vessels was smeared on the glass with the tapping. . .
Even smearing the glass with fresh pig blood is disgusting enough, let alone... . .
"Oh" Regal said as if he was nauseated, and the sound of vomiting on the TV was also very obvious.
He joked: "Needless to say, the ratings must be high."
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" others were silent, and then the military spoke.
Needless to say, teammates, the Secretary-General, the Minister of Defense and other relevant experts representing the generals all came out to speak.
First there was the secretary-general in full military uniform.
Stand on the podium and begin a formal official speech.
She didn't understand and asked anxiously: "How do you say it?"
"Don't admit it."
Sneijder finally put another piece of popcorn into his mouth.
I haven’t eaten this popcorn since the beginning of the zombie news.
The level of surprise of this news is definitely more than the biggest terrorist attack in the past when a plane crashed into a building: “He also said that he is willing to provide help to control the epidemic.”
There is no antidote for this virus.
To control the epidemic is to isolate people, kill the infected, and eliminate the zombies.
"Okay, I said that refugees are allowed to enter with conditions."
Gordon sighed.
At this time, another person spoke, his face was expressionless, but this old man still maintained a good figure, was well groomed, and was quite attractive.
Originally, apart from ability, the top management was simply a place where it was difficult to get into without being handsome or tall.
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In fact, it is also reminding people who are preparing to flee to see what they look like.
If you want to escape, you must first not grow too much.
And only those who own aircraft can reach one of the two cities in the fastest time.
All aircraft are under the supervision of radar and laser cannons.
Reger sneered: "Only high-ranking people and rich people can escape now, while other civilians will either wait to die on the spot or walk to the new city.
Zombies will catch up with them at any time along the way."
Gordon still holds on to some hope: "They can also join forces to eliminate zombies."
"Maybe."
Regel pointed to the TV: "But it seems that the military and high-level officials of these countries are ready to flee, leaving ordinary people without weapons to kill zombies and use kitchen knives and pans."
On the screen, there are indeed heads of state, high-level officials, and wealthy people, flying in various aircraft and escaping from all directions to the two new cities.
The aircraft were parked outside the city gate, and almost all of them got off the aircraft in embarrassment.
Regardless of whether they were rich or not, they all lowered their bodies and lined up to wait for review.
On both sides of the team are defense teams composed of police and regular troops.
At the top are several tables with computers.
There is a clerk sitting at each table to confirm the other party's identity, occupation, education, and status.
There are various basic physical examination equipment for measuring height, blood pressure and so on.
A temporary tent has been set up for this purpose.
There should be strip examination, X-ray examination, electrocardiogram, B-ultrasound, etc. inside.
The review seems quite cumbersome and may take half a day.
After the review is completed, you need to be quarantined for a period of time to see if there are any signs of fever before you are allowed to enter the city.
Cheng Qianxun had no choice but to finally implement his plan to release the virus and cleanse most of the earth's bottom population.
As for the current situation, everything is proceeding step by step as he imagined.
The team of zombies will get bigger and bigger.
By the time the panicked people finally learn from the pain, calm down and want to unite, the number of zombies will have reached a point where it is difficult to fight.
Thousands of zombies that are difficult to kill and never know when they are tired or full will only increase in number.
It will take two to three years for all of them to rot and lose their lethality.
Another point is that the more densely populated the place, the faster the zombie virus spreads.
When the population is too large, zombies will eat the living people and kill them.
When they find that there are other living people, they will abandon the corpses and chase new prey.
The fresher the meat, the better.
A living person who is bitten to death will turn into a zombie, but if the population is small, after a dozen zombies bite a living person to death, almost all of them will be eaten, so the corpse will not turn into a zombie.
Looking at the series of shots, I can only sigh, the end of the world is coming again, but this time there are two new cities, which are safe havens for humans, with tall city walls to block all zombies.
There are also various weapons that can destroy every zombie gathering at the city gate, and can also induce zombies to be eliminated collectively. . .
The new city will gather all the world's elites, and their descendants will become the new human representatives of the earth.
From a genetic point of view, they will only become smarter, taller, more beautiful, and more capable. . .
A new era will begin again, and the final winner will definitely be the general.
That's all the news, there are scenes of zombies chasing living people, and more and more zombies are raging in various countries. . .
The military said it regretted the incident and was willing to accept refugees. . .
Play it over and over again.
Rudolf raised his hand and closed the computer: "I'm going to get the quilt from my room, and then we can watch the sunrise over the sea together."
"I'll go too."
The other teammates also stood up.
Watching the sunrise with you is a vacation, sleeping together, having someone to take care of you.
If we want to die, we will die together, if we can escape, we will escape together.
Now that things have happened and they have seen it, it is difficult to say that the general will not take action.
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Feeling her tossing and turning, Sneijder turned around and hugged her, saying softly: "Go to sleep peacefully.
We will find a way to go back tomorrow."
Go back and kill the general.
The target has been determined. . .
Although I don't want to be my enemy, sometimes fate is like this.
She smiled slightly and muttered before closing her eyes: "I hope he returns the pendant to me."
At dawn, she woke up suddenly when someone knocked on the door.
Not only her, but all her teammates jumped out of bed like grasshoppers
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