Chapter 1017: Biochemical Script

The Raiders who appeared in Manhattan didn't know one thing, and in the corners they couldn't detect, someone smelled them in the harbor of Manhattan riding the sea breeze. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Fresh flesh has finally arrived! Hey, hey, hey! ”

"I'm hungry, I'm going to have a full meal."

"Shut up, you idiots, don't scare them all away, we're going to get ready for a feast."

"It's not interesting, I don't want to participate."

"What, you guy wants to eat alone......"

"You can't be quiet."

In the dark corners, evil deliberations are going on in a haphazard manner.

………………

In the case of detection skills and the failure of electronic equipment, the Raiders with spatial mobility become the best scouts.

Various dependent beasts, including the Manta Ray King, as well as several skilled raiders, began to move quickly, and began to inquire about the background of the city, and even the world.

"In such a big city, no matter how you say it, as long as there are human beings, there will definitely be some traces, and if you look carefully, you will definitely find them."

With this in mind, they travel through the city, looking for traces of human presence.

It's just that the situation is very disappointing for the raiders, this Manhattan is close to a dead city, and there is no breath of the living.

They searched some newspapers and magazines, but they didn't show any extra information.

"The most recent newspaper shows the date three months ago, and if we're not mistaken, there was no one here three months ago."

"It's a ghost town, it's not inhabited at all, and all traces of humanity have been erased."

Through some exploration and exchanges, the raiders came to a consensus, and in this process, Feng Han and Lu Ming basically rarely participated.

At this time, they rarely interfere with the actions of ordinary raiders, because it is completely unnecessary.

The raider is not a baby who needs their protection, and Lu Ming and Feng Han are not their nannies, and the relationship between the two sides is basically equal.

"The Feast of Vapchis" is not a joke, everyone has to do their best to struggle to survive, even the first-line powerhouses are no exception, to the point where who can guarantee the lives of others. To protect your life, the only person you can rely on is yourself.

And this simple truth, I believe every raider will understand,

"Hey! Imp, aren't you leaving? We're not interested in waiting for you any longer. ”

The two raiders with flying and space flickering glanced at Fu Dong behind him and pouted.

For a veteran like them, carrying a little ghost is naturally a big burden. Moreover, Lian Xiao, one of the members of the Council of Seven, is dead, and there is no need for them to look at a child differently.

"Understood, if you like it, go first, leave me alone."

Fu Dong had a gloomy face, without much expression, and his face was unusually indifferent.

In the script of "Covering the Sky", he barely survived, and this is also the way his father Lian Xiao sacrificed himself to fight for him.

And after going through so many things, Fu Dong also fell into a state of decadence and helplessness, after all, he was just a teenager, and after losing the important pillar of his heart, his mood became more and more depressed.

He was able to muster up the courage to continue to participate in the "Feast of Vapchis", but it was only a helpless thing, because he was indeed chosen to participate in this witch's feast, which is the inevitable whereabouts of every raider.

This time, there were only one or two newcomers on the Bloody Channel who did not participate in the "Banquet of Vapchis", and the total number of people was more than forty people, which was almost all dispatched, and Fu Dongzhen was also a veteran of the Bloody Channel.

Not counting his age, he is also a strong man with very experienced qualifications and a lot of strategy records.

Dressed in a dirty sweatshirt, his diminutive figure is huddled in a ball, with two hands in his pockets, he is walking down the graffiti-strewn American alley, which is the suburban district of Manhattan, which is an old street with a large number of poor people, and old New York-style buildings, neighborhoods, and apartments abound.

In the past, I am afraid that there are a lot of people here, but I don't know what happened in this city, and now it is empty, completely ...... It became a real dead city.

-- The depressed, dead city, even the street corners and alleys that should have been filled with a lot of garbage produced by humans are empty, and even wild cats and crows are not visible.

"Damn, what the hell am I doing!"

He was filled with a great deal of indescribable emotions, complex and inexplicable confusion, and fear of the future.

I can't live anymore!

Since Lian Xiao's death, he has fallen into such a desperate circle.

The Feast of Vapchus is about to arrive, and he even joins the Bloody Channel expedition in desperation, and now as a "scout".

If you die like this, forget it, but still alive in the world, there is really nothing more cruel than this.

Suddenly, Fu Dong's footsteps stopped, and he walked aimlessly and casually, not knowing what area he had reached. The vigilance in his heart suddenly turned red, because he sensed the movement ahead.

Fu Dong raised the corner of his eye, and he saw a pair of legs exposed in the direction of the street corner.

In other words, there should be a person lying there in that position.

"No, it can't be a raider, it should be the indigenous inhabitants of this world."

Sensing that he might encounter an indigenous population, Fu Dong's heart calmed down, and his superfluous thoughts were distracted, and he kept his brain calm and cautiously approached the street corner.

He saw a pool of blood, possibly filth, and a woman lying on the ground, beneath what appeared to be an injured man.

"This lady, are you alright?!"

He frowned and asked, but he quickly realized that something was wrong. The blood on the ground was too dirty, it wasn't fresh blood, it was a puddle of blood, and he didn't notice it because of the reflection.

The woman, who had her back to him, moved her neck and turned her head to reveal a face that was half rotting and gnawing at the living corpses on the ground.

"Zombies!!"

He realized that this was a zombie, and turned out two electromagnetic guns in his hands, one left and one right, and fired quickly at the same time, and exploded the two zombies into pieces on the spot.

But the sound of gunfire from his bullets detonated the neighborhood, and the glass windows above his head burst open one by one, scattering countless glasses.

At the same time, dozens of shadows jumped down, they were bloody corpses with peeling skin all over their bodies, but before they fell to the ground, they were moved out by Fu Dong's flexible manipulation teleportation circle. In one breath, he was teleported thousands of meters away over the bay and fell into the water with a clatter.

(There are zombies, it seems that this is a typical biochemical script, but most of the biochemical scripts are not very difficult, why is there such a low-intensity copy in the witch's feast that is far more difficult than the abyss...... (To be continued.) )