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Different from the tracker in the game version or movie version, the Caramemon remnants are based on the Caramimon and refer to the body structure of various high-level zombies, which not only has the power beyond ordinary T-type zombies, but also has the speed and reflexes of L-shaped zombies. As the fifty trackers moved forward, they turned the barrels of their guns in unison, aiming them at the L2 closest to them. The bullets sprayed by fifty heavy cannons at the same time instantly covered the space of dozens of meters around L2's body, and then in a burst of crackling muffled sounds, the L2 that was collectively locked by the trackers did not even have time to dodge, and was twisted into pieces by the terrifying metal storm.

"These trackers even know how to shoot with fire!"

Seeing the tracker using the concentrated fire attack to sweep away the corpses, the corners of Zhou Yulong's eyes jumped, and a look of shock and satisfaction appeared on his face. As the name suggests, a concentrated fire attack is an attack that hits the firepower and deals the maximum damage in an instant. This kind of attack is very common among human forces, but when used in the hands of these trackers, it has a very unusual meaning.

"Of course, the Caramimon remnants are not as smart as the full Karammon body, but they also have the intelligence of five to eight years older than humans, and with the battle memories that I implanted in their brains using the Caramamon technology, if these Caramimon remnants can't even set fire, I'm going to throw them all in the garbage dump." At some point, the doctor had already appeared beside Zhou Yulong, and then as he spoke, he turned his gaze to the two-headed troll that was still struggling with a metal spear in the air, and said with a fanatical face: "This is the T3 variant?" It's a great evolution that two T3s can be fused together..."

"I'll talk about this later, I can't run away from you anyway." Zhou Yulong shook his head, continued to focus on the trackers who were shooting with fire, and asked, "How is the melee combat power of these trackers?" ”

"The strength surpasses T2, the speed surpasses L2, and the physical fitness is not above the same level." Reluctantly glancing at the two-headed trolls, the doctor turned around and said lightly: "Coupled with the combat skills and images I implanted in their minds, even I don't know what kind of combat power they can play." ”

"Then let them tell us in action!"

Hearing that the trackers had combat power beyond T2 and L2, Zhou Yulong rubbed his hands excitedly, and then carefully observed the battle of these trackers.

Although the power of the heavy cannon is great, it really can't pose much of a threat to zombies above the second order. Although the Tracker forces had initially killed four or five L2s with concentrated fire, the remaining L2s had already escaped the range of the heavy cannons. And those T2s, although they were hit back again and again by the large-caliber armor-piercing shells fired by the heavy machine guns, these bullets still could not penetrate their bodies after all. Helplessly, even after the tracker troops had emptied the entire cartridge box, they didn't kill another high-level zombie.

"Death!"

After emptying the ammunition, the trackers let out a roar that sounded like it came from the abyss of hell, then threw down the heavy cannon in their hands, and ripped the huge alloy bullet box from behind with their left hand, held it in their hands, and strode towards the high-level zombies. The T2s and L2s roared angrily as the gunfire stopped, and lunged down on the fifty trackers with huge crates.

"What are these trackers doing with that bullet box? Also, what is that magazine made of? I always felt a little familiar and longing..."

Looking at the alloy bullet box in the tracker's hand, Zhou Yulong touched his head suspiciously and asked. For some reason, when he saw the black bullet boxes, a feeling of longing to devour came back to him.

"When shields and weapons, this bullet box is forged by the blue and gold generation, it can resist the fire of various weapons, and it is incomparably hard, which is the most suitable for the great power of the tracker." Glancing at Zhou Yulong, the doctor said slowly: "Besides, using a generation of blue gold to make a bullet box can prevent the enemy from detonating the armor-piercing bullets in the tracker's bullet box, so as not to cause accidental injury." ”

"No wonder I think it's weird, it turns out to be a generation of blue gold..."

Hearing the doctor's words, Zhou Yulong nodded lightly. Trackers are extremely expensive to build, and although the Blue and Gold generation cherishes them, they are not too precious in the materials used to make them.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

At this moment, a dense loud noise attracted Zhou Yulong's attention. It turned out that by the time he turned to talk to the Medic, the tracker troops had collided with the resurgent zombie troops. I saw these trackers striding forward, using their left hand to wave the huge blue-gold bullet box that was two meters high and one meter wide. Any zombie that stood in front of them was smashed into meat sauce by the hard bullet box after the loud crash. In less than a moment, the blue-gold bullet box in the hands of the fifty trackers was stained with jet-purple corpse blood and brains, and as they continued to slaughter, the blood stains on the blue-gold bullet box continued to increase, and the color became darker and darker.

"Huh!"

After nearly a minute of fighting, the tracker forces finally collided with the evolved zombie troops. With a soft sound, a red figure suddenly burst out of the corpses, and then pounced on the back of a tracker who was slaughtering ordinary zombies, and used its two long claws to cut fiercely into the tracker's back, and at the same time, it also spit out its long tongue and hit the tracker's smooth and scarred head fiercely.

"Bang bang!"

With two muffled crashes, the L2's attack left only two scars less than a centimeter deep on the tracker. Then, the L2 seemed to notice something was wrong, kicked the tracker, and tried to escape. However, its reaction was still a little slower after all, and when it just jumped up, two huge bullet boxes stained with corpse blood suddenly appeared on its head, and then with two violent roars, this L2 was smashed directly into the ground by two blue and gold giant boxes. The sheer strength and hard alloy bullet box destroyed the L2's bones and heart in an instant, smashing it into a pulp.

And this scene is not just happening in one place, there are also L2 or T2 who are constantly killed by other trackers and turned into meat sauce wreckage.

"This is..."

Seeing L2 being killed by the two trackers teamed up, a hint of shock appeared on Zhou Yulong's face again. Because he found that these trackers were not fighting alone as he imagined, and they were in groups of three, tacitly cooperating to kill the enemy. There are even trackers who deliberately show their flaws and lead L2 or T2 into an ambush circle, and then act in unison to kill them.

"This is one of the Tracker's battle formations, and I designed five battle modes for the Tracker, which are dogfight, death, guerrilla, defensive and group offensive battles. They are applied to various combat situations, and now their combat mode is a melee type. Looking at Zhou Yulong's shocked look, the doctor said lightly: "In the melee battle mode, trackers will automatically assign groups of three to five according to the strength of the enemy to cooperate in killing the enemy. It seems that these T2s and L2s are not enough to force out the strongest strength of the tracker, but fortunately, the cost of the tracker is too high, and it is better not to be damaged in battle. ”

"Doctor, you've created something amazing."

Looking at the tracker troops who were tacitly cooperating with the slaughter of zombies, Zhou Yulong patted the doctor's shoulder excitedly and said, "You are the best scientist and the smartest genius in this world!" ”

"You should say that I am the best scientist in the human race, the level of science and technology in Atlantis is too high, and I can't catch up for the time being." The doctor shook his head and said with a little disappointment, "And these trackers were not created by me, I just modified them." Although their combat effectiveness is strong, they are just some idiots who know how to cooperate. Compared to the strong and intelligent top-level biological weapons of Karammon, it is still far behind. ”

"So what, I believe that one day, you will be able to surpass everyone and become the most powerful scientist!" Patting the doctor's shoulder again, Zhou Yulong said encouragingly: "When the time comes, I will also become the strongest existence on the earth, capture all kinds of mutant beasts and zombies for you, and let you study it well." ”

"Of course!"

Hearing Zhou Yulong's words, a trace of emotion appeared in the doctor's indifferent eyes, he nodded, then resumed his indifferent tone, and said coldly: "Okay, these T2 and L2 can't test the stronger combat power of the tracker, order everyone to participate in the battle, end the battle." I'd like to go back and work on this variant, T3..."

"Well, it's time to speed things up."

Zhou Yulong nodded, then took a deep breath and shouted: "Everyone obey the order, all join the battle, and be sure to exterminate these damn zombies as soon as possible with the support of the tracker troops!" ”

"Yes!"

Hearing Zhou Yulong's order, a thunderous response sounded from the team. Subsequently, the ordinary soldiers who were originally hiding behind the chariot also began to leave the cover, divided into hundreds of squads, and cooperated with each other to start killing these zombies. On the other side, the mecha troops and pet troops also re-entered the field, revealing their sharp fangs and huge claws, like chopping melons and vegetables, slaughtering those zombies full of rancid smell.