Zhang Min laughed, Meng Feng groaned, flipped his hand, twisted the belt with one hand, unscrewed the door handle with the other hand, and flashed into it.

Zhang Min took people to wait outside, Meng Feng looked up inside, and there were only three communicators composed of headphones and wheat, one of Liu Yan, Zhang Min and Meng Feng each, and the others were all blind.

Meng Feng pulled out a light tube and pulled it open, throwing it to the second floor. The flash tube sizzled, dragging the tail flames to illuminate the narrow corridor.

"Are you very dissatisfied?" Liu Yan said.

Meng Feng: "Will you be satisfied with bringing a group of miscellaneous soldiers?"

Liu Yan whispered: "I thought Lin Musen would come too."

Meng Feng slowly moved up with a gun and asked, "So what if he comes?"

Liu Yan: "If he comes, he can stay here to play with the zombies. If you go back to receive the factory, there will be an army."

Meng Feng: "This is not like what you can do. If you are such a person, I will not love you."

Liu Yan: "You didn't love me at first, so don't talk about this."

Meng Feng: "Why do you say that?"

Liu Yan: "Who said that before leaving, no one was waiting for you to come back..."

Zhang Min laughed outside and said, "If there is an army, my buddy can give you □□ gunmen and artillery."

Liu Yan glanced at Cassia, who stood quietly, always looking at the military camp at the foot of the mountain.

Liu Yan gave up the idea of ​​telling Zhang Min about the Cassia to avoid distracting him. Meng Feng said: "The corridor is safe."

Zhang Min closed his gun and gestured, and several people immediately entered the corridor.

Meng Feng's military boots stepped on the floor and silenced. Liu Yan said: "Don't walk on the second floor, as the second floor is likely to convey footsteps and cause zombies to be alert. Go up to the third floor, go from the third floor to the west side, and go down carefully when entering the stairs."

Zhang Min: "They don't seem to have the ability to sense the breath of living people."

Meng Feng nodded: "I maintained my perception ability during my lifetime, and I could see my eyes and listen to my ears. I guess I was more slower than normal people."

Liu Yan: "If it's convenient, please find me some paper clips. This thing is very useful and can make a lot of things."

The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty and dark corridor, and no one spoke. The quiet and narrow corridor was gloomy and terrifying. At the end was an open door, like a monster with its mouth wide open.

Meng Feng said: "Look at the door and wait for the order."

He unscrewed the door handle and walked into the office. A foul stinking came to his face. He glanced around, raised the flashlight with one hand and shook it around, picked up a box of paper clips on the table and put it in his pocket on his chest.

Behind the desk, there was a person sitting on the rotating chair.

Meng Feng slowly turned the swivel chair with a gun in his hand and shone it on the flashlight.

The body faced Meng Feng, with a yellow, rotten face, wearing neat military uniform, with eyes open, one hand in front of him, and the other hand hanging behind the chair, holding a handle in his hand.

There was a dry blood hole in his temple, and the rank on his shoulders showed that he was a captain.

Meng Feng took out the □□, and the flies buzzed, and he caught a glimpse of a plan on the table.

On August 7, 2012, a large-scale infection broke out in the quarantine area...

...Apply to General Meng Jianguo to send a team to support and carry out bombing.
Chapter completed!