Global Games: AFK In Zombie Apocalypse Game

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There were zombies roaming the streets of the city, at a glance half of them were first-rate alienated zombies!

There were also second-order alienated zombies everywhere.

There were even some red shadows wandering in the alley.

Second level licker!

Mo Jiawei's face turned pale.

He regretted taking part in this mission.

Obviously, labels are all SSS difficulty level tasks, why is there such a big difference?

Mo Jiawei took a deep breath and adjusted his emotions.

It's too late to go back now.

He glanced at Fang Heng beside him.

This time, Mo Jiawei was even more confused.

I saw a ghost!

Why does he look so excited?

Fang Heng was extremely excited, and he also looked down at the helicopter.

good guy!

This city is just a feng shui treasure!

Did he dare to trust so many groups of first-rate alienated zombies?

There were also a large number of second-order alienated zombies mixed in!

Cool cool cool!

Fang Heng clenched his fists excitedly.

That's all survival points!

Everything is evolutionary crystallization!

Rare opportunity!

Joining the Dark Knights is indeed a great choice!

Mo Jiawei became increasingly elusive about this great god.

"Fang Heng, this mission is too terrifying."

"Well, it is."

Fang Heng looked out the window and replied, "Risk also means opportunity."

"Fang Heng, my innate ability is tracking additional weaknesses, which can obtain the target's information and weaknesses."

"In addition, you can also set up short-term target tracking."

"Also, I'm relatively lacking in combat."

Fang Heng glanced at Mo Jiawei.

"Not bad, is that an S-rank talent?"

In just a few words, Fang Heng immediately judged that Mo Jiawei's skill was precious!

Very good help!

"Good."

Mo Jiawei nodded, "Fang Heng, are you from the combat department?"

"Almost half. It belongs to an additional logistics department like you. I'm very good at collecting materials."

Some players in the game choose to keep their talents and skills a secret, but most players are willing to share relevant information about fighting abilities during the execution of tasks.

After all, this is a PVE game. In most cases, cooperation is less risky and more profitable.

"Ah.. being..."

Mo Jiawei covered his forehead, even more depressed.

He had previously thought that Fang Heng was a great god of combat talent.

In a dangerous environment and extremely high task difficulty, there were still two additional teams ...

How to play this game!

Mo Jiawei could not be repaired.

Fang Heng knew what Mo Jiawei was worried about, he laughed inwardly, moved the corner of his mouth, and pointed to a helicopter outside the window.

The plane, Fang Heng admitted, was a group of nine helicopters Buck was carrying, number -009.

"Don't be afraid, look, if you want me to say that the leader of our regiment is very strong, the rank of colonel, he can fight very well, we can wander behind him, we can wander behind him, and then it'll be the same as playing..."

"explosion!!!!"

Fang Heng's words only said normally, and the sound of an explosion echoed in the cabin.

Immediately after, the helicopter shook violently!

"how's the situation?"

"what's going on?"

The Dark Knight members were also affected.

Everyone immediately looked out the window to observe the situation.

Not far in front of Fang Heng's helicopter.

The aircraft number 009 that Fang Heng had pointed out had completely lost control!

The scar on the tail was definitely not caused by mechanical damage!

"sister!!!"

Lucia in the co-pilot yells at the crashed plane and watches it crash into the city below.

"It's……"

Fang Heng opened his mouth, and he quickly stuck his head out to look down at the helicopter.

At the intersection of the city center, a humanoid monster with a height of over two meters.

He carried a large bazooka launcher on his shoulder.

"tyrant?!"

Fang Heng was very surprised.

Alienation of the Fourth Order - Tyrant!

Mo Jiawei also poked his head out of Fang Heng and looked at the street below.

His face turned pale.

"It's not a tyrant."

Mo Jiawei reached out to cover his left eye.

The details of the tyrant immediately appeared in his right eye.

"Nemesis T."

"Products of planting ne-alpha cells to Tyrant T103 (mass-produced)."

"As the ne-alpha grows into adulthood, it takes over Tyrant T103's brain and destroys its prefrontal lobe, forming a second brain."

"ne-alpha internally overhauled the tyrant's body and reprogrammed its neural circuits."

"Parasites provide tyrants with stronger bodies, reflexes, and regeneration abilities far beyond T103, and allow to acquire the intelligence of an ordinary person."

"Nemesis can control bazookas, revolving machine guns, and other heavy weapons to fight."

"In addition to the powerful regeneration ability and increased attack of parasitic tentacles, Nemesis has no other special enhancement."

Mo Jiawei put down the hand covering his left eye, turning to look at Fang Heng, his face bitter.

"The thing is, this is a fourth level alien zombie!"

"Wait, what did you just say?"

Fang Heng was confused.

There is no reference to ne-alpha in his memory.

Judging from Mo Jiawei's description, this looks like a parasite?

Is it a parasite similar to a wine zombie?

Sounds like a very powerful thing.

He didn't know if he could change his zombie clone as well?

"I don't know, that's the information given by the skill ..."

"explosion!!!"

Mo Jiawei's words had just been halfway through, and there was another great vibe under his feet!

Not far from the plane. The second helicopter exploded in the air!

The air waves generated by the melee explosion caused the helicopter everyone was driving to shake!

Mo Jiawei's face was pale.

He was trembling nervously.

"Don't panic."

Fang Heng did not panic, he felt that according to the game's settings, there should be no mortal items given at the beginning of the mission.

He remained calm, patted Mo Jiawei on the shoulder to comfort his team-mates, and even made a joke.

"At least our luck is not bad. Do you think if we take those two helicopters, will we go straight to GG?"

Mo Jiawei did not speak, he looked down with fear in his eyes.

He shivered and pointed down.

"Fang Heng, please, stop breastfeeding."

Fang Heng's heart suddenly exploded, and he looked subconsciously.

The tyrant carried a bazooka on his shoulder, and it was aimed at the helicopter Fang Heng was riding on.

"I'm TM!"

Fang Heng wanted to slap himself twice.

He felt his mouth open today.

Why so poisonous?

"Quick! Ride on! Up!"

Seeing the tyrant change, the NPC in the helicopter shouted and directed the helicopter to dodge upwards, hoping to escape the range of the tyrant rocket launcher.

No matter how bad it is, it can affect its hit rate!

"call!"

A rocket was fired from the bazooka into the tyrant's shoulder.

"explosion!!!"