Chapter 953: Behemoth

Lin Song felt a flash of lightning, wrapped in a vicious wind that rushed straight to the door.

If it's a hologram, it shouldn't have such a real experience, after all, it's not a 5D theater.

With years of combat experience, Lin Song subconsciously came to the spot and dodged the fatal blow.

Due to the height of the enemy, the power of the slash was too fierce, the blade of the knife slashed on the wall, like a volcano hitting the earth, splashing countless iron trees and silver flowers, sparks splashed in an instant, and the blade of the knife was broken into two.

This Nima's is not the right image, Lin Song rolled to the other side of the relatively safe side, knelt on one leg, supported the ground with one hand, peeked at it, and found that the opponent was a giant more than five meters tall.

When the giant slashed the iron sword, he immediately drew a new iron rod from his back.

Intuitively, the iron rod weighed at least a few hundred catties, but the giant seemed to wield it effortlessly, taking huge steps, and stepped in front of Lin Song in just one step.

The iron rod was wrapped in a vicious wind, and before the iron rod arrived, Lin Song already felt that his hair was blown up by the evil wind.

If he resisted hard, Lin Song would definitely be smashed into a pulp by the deadly iron rod, so the only thing Lin Song could do was to dodge, desperately dodge.

Lin Song was like a monkey in front of him, jumping up and down, dodging left and right, tired and sweating, but he couldn't stop at all.

The giant brandished a huge iron rod and slashed for a while, but he couldn't parry it, and he was panting tiredly.

It's incredible, where did the enemy in the base get so many monsters, a five-meter-tall giant could never be a product of the earth, unless it was a monster they created.

Lin Song was also out of breath from exhaustion, and when he saw the giant resting, he also hurriedly took this opportunity to take a breath.

'Whoa, whoa, whoa. ’

Not far from Lin Song, the snow wolf opened its mouth with a string of iron chains in its mouth.

Lin Song saw the snow wolf's hard work, and immediately understood the meaning of this closest comrade-in-arms.

That's right, why didn't Lao Tzu think of it.

At this time, Lin Song already knew the intention of the snow wolf, although the giant was extremely powerful, with the strength of the giant, he could definitely crush all the creatures here.

But there are pros and cons, the giant can move mountains and reclaim the sea, but the pace is a little slow, although he can step a distance of several meters in one step, but it is a bit clumsy to walk.

In addition, now that the giant's strength has been exhausted, he needs to recharge his energy and rest, so his movement speed will be further reduced, which gives the snow wolf a chance.

Lin Song gave the snow wolf a look, and the snow wolf immediately spared the giant's feet a few times, and the iron chain immediately wrapped around the giant's feet several times.

The snow wolf continued to run to the giant's other bare foot, repeating the action he had just made.

Lin Song was not idle, worried that the giant would find out about the snow wolf's scheme, so he endured his tired body and kept jumping around in front of the giant.

"Big stupid cow, come on, come after me."

"Why are you afraid, don't you dare to come?"

"You big idiot, come here."

Lin Song stood in front of the giant and kept provoking, but the giant was unmoved, his huge body rose and fell greatly, he gasped for a while, he was almost rested, and he was probably angered by Lin Song, so he waved an iron rod and chased after Lin Song.

At this time, the snow wolf had already completed the binding action, and as soon as the giant stepped away, the iron chain was tightened, and the giant's body collapsed heavily in the direction of Lin Song like a small mountain.

Lin Song only felt that a black shadow was like Mount Tai pressing down, crushing down his head and face.

Fortunately, Lin Song dodged in time, and as soon as he jumped out, the huge body of the giant collapsed, and he smashed the flat playground into a huge human-shaped shallow pit.

The stirred dust rolled and covered the entire sky, and for a time it was like a dark cloud, obscuring the sky and the sun, and in the darkness, the giants roared and roared, and their bucket-like fists pounded the ground from time to time.

Soon Lin Song understood the meaning of the giant monster pounding the ground, and in the dim daylight, one by one the evolutionary infected people seemed to have received a summons, and they came out of hiding everywhere.

They have only one goal, and that is to free their leader, the out-of-control giant.

Countless Evolutionary Infected swarms launched a death attack on Lin Song.

Lin Song can no longer be regarded as a battle at this time, it can only be said that it is self-preservation, a gun desperately explodes the heads of the infected people who rushed over one after another, but as time went by, Lin Song felt more and more that he was a little powerless.

There were too many infected people, covering almost the entire playground, and at this time Lin Song also saw it, he ran around, and finally returned to this playground, which was equivalent to a wasted effort.

"Bastard, if you want to play with me, then come on, play with me."

Lin Song's emotions seemed to be on the verge of collapse, along the way, the old sword king died, Zhu Zhanhai also died, and even Zhou Bingxun hung up, but they all died in vain.

After turning around, Lin Song returned to the original point, this is by no means as simple as falling down and getting up from there.

"I'm coming."

Lin Song was desperate, the green tendons on his head jumped up, and only the last straw was needed to easily crush Lin Song.

At this most critical moment, a familiar voice came, like nectar after a long drought.

Lin Song turned his head to see that a majestic Predator, holding an electric Makqin modified heavy machine gun in his hand, opened a crazy opening mode against those evolved infected.

The whistling bullets are like the scythe of death, mercilessly harvesting the heads of those who have evolved to infect.

The splashed blood and flesh residue seemed to have a bloody rain, and those infected people who rushed to the front were all knocked down by Zhang Feiyu alone.

"Captain, I'm here, it's not too late."

Zhang Feiyu shouted excitedly, the excitement of harvesting the living dead just now had not faded.

"Zhang Feiyu, are you still alive?"

Lin Song didn't expect to see Zhang Feiyu here, and this guy actually got a heavy weapon, which easily eliminated a large number of infected people, giving Lin Song a respite.

"Didn't you say it, captain, I'm a lucky general, how could I die."

Zhang Feiyu said with a smile, as if he was just a light passerby, and the life and death that happened to him were not worth mentioning.

"Good Zhang Feiyu, hurry up and kill this big guy."

Lin Song pointed to the giant monster that was about to struggle and said.