It is impossible to get rid of the tens of thousands of zombies in the factory area in a short time, even if they stand still and let you kill them, it is not an easy task.

The place where Lu Chuan passed was full of the remains of zombies.

What used to be a beautiful snow factory area has now become hell. You can see the corpses of zombies everywhere, and they have lost their identity as zombies, but in fact, they are people and corpses, which produces a hellish visual impact.

There are corpses all over the ground, and this scene is indeed terrifying.

The speed of Lu Chuan's breakthrough was not fast, and he was mainly cautious. The vanguards, of course, are the elite swifts, they are more like strikers, used for mine detection.

The factory area covering an area of 200 acres is really big, and Lu Chuan doesn't know if there are stronger zombies in farther away.

Tens of thousands of worker zombies, it is not surprising that there are strong zombies.

Zombies move, especially high-level zombies, maybe they're not here anymore, maybe they're still here. Or rather, there happened to be a high-level zombie here.

It's hard to say anything, all Lu Chuan can do is be careful.

"It's a pity that the zombie dogs weren't allowed to come, otherwise they would be there, and it's not bad to be this reconnaissance pioneer." Lu Chuan smiled lightly, but exhaled slowly.

It is completely closed, and the exhaled breath is easy to fog up the glass in this cold winter, so that the vision is blurred.

There is no way to take a corner, you can only push slowly.

In Lu Chuan's hands, there is no shortage of hot weapons, but the disadvantage of thermal weapons is that there will be a huge sound, and it will be a little scary if it is placed in the city.

In the entire Bei'an New Area, according to the statistics in the data, there are more than one million locals and migrant workers. If you count the floating population, this number will be even higher.

Making too loud noises is like death.

Under the snow, many plants in the factory area are covered with snow, and there is much less green to see. In front of the snow, Lu Chuan moved, and there was a feeling of being constrained.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise ahead.

Lu Chuan's brows furrowed, and he could see that the zombies around him, who were originally quiet, were directly alarmed, and focused his attention on the source of the sound, the crowd of zombies, and let them start to act.

"Roaring ......"

The next moment, a deafening roar shouted.

At a factory building, it was directly cracked, and a tall figure appeared.

Five meters tall, covered in hideous muscles, its clothes were torn due to alienation, and only some scraps hung on the muscles. The huge heart, naked and exposed on the chest, can be seen beating vigorously and powerfully.

The ossified right arm formed a giant blade, and the muscles were intertwined, and the green tendons could be seen.

Tall as a giant, the head of the ugly head does not emit a head. The two giant eyes revealed a murderous cold light, and just one glance can make people feel cold all over their bodies.

This is the first trial type of tyrant.

Just now, the elite swift people bombarded the zombies, alarming the tyrant lurking in the factory.

This is a tyrant with latent characteristics, it has always existed in this workshop, but it is limited by the lack of sound and the breath of life stimulates it, so it has not moved, and has stayed in it like a dead corpse.

When the Killer Fighter bombards a zombie, he finally alarms it.

This tyrant, even if it is a beginner type, is also a top-level existence among the third-level zombies, its tall physical advantage, and its violent power, it is definitely a nightmare.

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When Lu Chuan cleaned up here, he was already mentally prepared, but when the tyrant appeared, he couldn't help but scold his mother.

Of course, thankfully, the zombies that appeared here were only tyrants in the third level.

If not, what Lu Chuan has to do now is to let the zombies under his command scatter, and how much can they escape. And Lu Chuan himself will not hesitate to flash people.

The tyrant in the third level is only a preliminary type, not T002, and it is still within Lu Chuan's tolerance.

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The survivors are in the factory.

The roar of the tyrant still faintly reached their ears, but unfortunately, the window was almost sealed, and they could not see what was happening outside. A limited number of windows can see through the gaps, but they are too far away for them to see anything.

This kind of roar, the penetrating power it brings, makes everyone frightened.

To be sure, there is a powerful zombie on the side.

Not far away, it seems, something is happening.

The people in the entire factory all became nervous, but this kind of thing is not something they can stand out at all. The gods fought, and now they are just mortals, and they can hide as far as they can.

No matter what the situation is outside, they can't get out of here anyway, the only thing they can do is to keep themselves from making a sound, and then pray silently.

Even the temporary manufacturing workshop that was established with several rooms inside was also stopped working under notice.

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Lu Chuan can think, but the fatal boxer can't, when he sees the tyrant's first try, the first thing he does is pounce.

Not only it, but the other swift ones also moved.

They will only carry out Lu Chuan's instructions, and will not think about what they are encountering now. In their thinking, the boss's instructions are above all else, like a program, and it will not change its operating rules for anything.

"It's going to be a big loss again."

In this accident, at least a few, or even a dozen, zombie will become the ghosts of the tyrant.

"611, go pester it."

"Deadly boxer stand down."

"Swift, stand down."

The next moment, Lu Chuan began to take over the micro-control of the zombies. Really relying on them to use a barbaric way to touch this tyrant, Lu Chuan is not going to die of pain.

You must know that these zombies are all strengthened, and the death of one is a loss of millions.

Micro-manipulation is equivalent to Lu Chuan dealing with this tyrant, using human thinking to deal with it, instead of hitting it hard, and using the number to pile the other party to death.

After receiving Lu Chuan's order, the ordinary zombie number 611 among the ordinary zombies rushed towards the tyrant.

The elite swift ones who retreated, under Lu Chuan's command, quickly formed a circle and surrounded the tyrant. At the same time, the three-meter spears in their hands finally came in handy.

Just like the ancient pikemen, they held this three-meter spear, and under Lu Chuan's command, they began to rush towards the tyrant with a consistent pace.

The 611 zombie rushed forward, and then it was under the wrath of this tyrant's first type.

Alienated into a blade-like thorn in his right arm, it was raised by the tyrant, and the power that erupted made it swing as fast as lightning.

"Flash!"

Lu Chuan's attention had never left the tyrant in the first place.

When the tyrant made a move, under Lu Chuan's slight control, the 611 zombie made a dodge move. Lu Chuan, who had long expected that the tyrant would make a move, was of course the first time to let the 611 zombies dodge.

100,000 yuan is also a number.

However......

What made Lu Chuan speechless was that he still overestimated the actions of the 611 zombies, it was just an ordinary zombie, without the agility of the swift and rapid, Lu Chuan's order was given, and it also reacted. But the speed of the tyrant is too fast, like lightning, let it dodge, but still can't completely dodge.

This arm of the tyrant is simply a sharp blade, cutting off the small half of the 611 zombie from under the shoulder.

Together with the hands and feet, the 611 zombies were almost divided.

But!

The horror of zombies is here, like this one, even the internal organs are cut off in half, and they are replaced by humans and killed directly. But the 611 zombie was hit hard, but it did not die, after it fell, it was the first time to use the remaining feet and hands to support most of the body, and crawled and rubbed against the tyrant.

The particularity of this kind of bull fork is the most terrifying thing about zombies.

What does it mean to never die? The zombies have been very successful in interpreting the meaning of this one word.

Seeing that this little zombie could still crawl over, the tyrant didn't care, and his arm was smashed again. In its eyes, it's nothing more than a little more.

The luck of the 611 zombie is only here, because the tyrant's smash hit its back and smashed it into minced meat all over the ground.

The force penetrates the ground, and even smashes a crack in the ground.

With such a heavy force, the tyrant's alienated arm has not been damaged at all, which shows how perverted the alienation is.

The 611 Zombie is insignificant, but its stop has given time to the elite and swift.

"Thorn!"

Almost when the 611 zombies turned into minced meat, Lu Chuan's order was issued.

There were more than thirty elite swift people surrounding the tyrant, and under the command, their arms burst with force, and the spears they held stabbed out.

The sharp and sharp spear stabbed into the tyrant's waist in the next second.

A circle of elite swift and fast people directly stabbed the tyrant into a hedgehog.

If the other party is a human being, or an animal, it will be fatal. But Lu Chuan knew that in the eyes of the zombies, this was not called an injury, it was just an itch.

"Roaring ......"

Immediately in a state of rage, the tyrant threw up its arm and slammed it into a swift one.

Lu Chuan didn't have time to react at all, this swift man started from the head, and the whole thing was smashed into pulp.

It's like an ice cream that you smash down with a fist, and the current scene is the kind of ice cream splash when you drop the ice cream.

This scene is absolutely bloody and exciting.

"Damn."

Lu Chuan scolded, this is a swift person who has been strengthened five times, and two million have been scrapped.

"Retreat!"

"Thorn!"

Lu Chuan's orders continued to be given, and he straightened his mind and did not let this kind of loss affect him. With the numerical advantage in his hands now, if he wants to reduce his losses, the only way to kill the opponent is to kill the opponent as quickly as possible.

The elite swift men stepped back in unison, and then rushed forward again, their spears stabbing out again.

Only this time, Lu Chuan's instructions began to circulate.

It's like pushing a stone mill, and the damage caused by this word-wrapping command will be terrifying.

The elite swift ones holding the spears, they swung around, and the spear head inserted into it played a cutting role. The muscles of the tyrant are tough, but how can they compare to the hardness of these aviation aluminum alloys?

The tyrant's waist, abdomen, and back were cut off and cracked under the cut.

Jet black with a dark red liquid, and internal organs gushing out.

The spear stabbed a full twenty centimeters, and under this kind of cut, the wound produced is large, and it is not surprising that this situation occurs.

The agitation of more than thirty spears almost cut off the waist of this tyrant, and it became a blur of flesh and blood, and it was stirred to pieces. The rest is just its bones supporting, but it lacks muscles, and its huge physique is not at all supported by bones, so it directly makes it roar, bend its upper body, and let its head hit the ground first.

"Click!"

This tyrant's first trial type has a broken waist bone.