At the same time, it was the tenth morning after Hu Biao and the others came.

When the camp of Xiao Lu's team was lit, a raging fire had already been lit.

When the Zhongzhou tribes' ocean-going fleet continues to move towards the next target, or the next unlucky team, starts up again.

After everyone about the Zhongzhou team came to the Doomsday World, they formulated a series of plans and other action plans.

In fact, they were not let go. Under the responsibility of the relevant personnel of the team, they are now progressing steadily.

And at this moment, some achievements have been made...

Location: Uszang, the LZ area that was once known as the south of Uszang River, in an area where I don’t know what it used to be called.

After the doomsday, Uszang became more intense and terrifying ultraviolet rays, so there were two obvious plateau red on his face.

As well as the lips and skin bursts on multiple places, I guess a man who can tear off a large piece of skin from his body by gently rubbing it while taking a shower.

Lying behind the grass, he first picked up a metal kettle, drank some light salted water with fine salt into his mouth in small mouth.

It was the sound of his speech lowering his voice to Yang Dongli and pointing to a reinforced concrete building a kilometer away in front of him.

He reported respectfully: "Captain Yang, based on the gains we had come to investigate last time, the houses in front are actually the mysterious tribe and a small peripheral resident.

There were about thirty or forty people stationed in it, equipped with a large number of 191 precision rifles, Type 89 heavy machine guns and other light and heavy guns.

There are also a small number of anti-armored weapons such as bazooka, recoil-free cannons.

Unfortunately, these people are too hostile to strangers. Even if we put down our weapons and change them to get close, they still fired immediately, and didn't even give us a chance to talk to us.

The unlucky guy Lao Qian was injured by them while approaching here last time, and then died halfway back to the base."

After hearing this, Yang Dongli didn't say anything immediately.

Instead, at the first moment, he untied a middle-aged man beside him, a wound wrapped in a lot of gauze on his left arm.

It was not until I carefully observed and confirmed that the wounds in it did not suppurate and had some obvious improvement that I let go of my biggest worry.

I know that Zheng Zhengguo, who was rescued from such an old popsicle, had survived the most dangerous infection period.

I guess as long as I take the medicine on time and change the medicine, I should be able to survive...

If the biggest problem faced by the Middle Ages tribes in Uszang's operations is that there are an astonishing number of mutated infections on this vast plateau.

There is no doubt that these are the compatriots who have endured great hardships and evacuated here from the coastal areas.

Unfortunately, they did not die at the hands of those alien invaders.

He was not drowned by the rising sea level, but died in this deadly virus; he even turned into such a monster that is neither human nor ghost.

After so many years, a considerable number of mutated infected people have long since stayed in those cities, towns, or settlements.

On the contrary, driven by the instinct of flesh and blood, he kept wandering to this plateau and was everywhere.

It can be said that if you are a little unlucky when you are active on the Uszang Plateau, you will encounter them in the wild; the only difference is that the number you encounter is more or less.

But these guys have an amazing sense of smell and hearing, and they often find them accidentally.

It would be fine if the number was smaller, but if it was larger, it would be a huge nightmare. Often, a reconnaissance team of more than a dozen people would be destroyed.

As for why not send more personnel to form a large army of hundreds of people to dispatch collectively.

Or use the plane directly and adopt a method of air reconnaissance to conduct more explorations of Xiao Lu.

The main reason is that when more people are sent to this thing, the movement and smell are greater, which leads to greater exposure, which is a bit more detrimental, so it can only be dispatched on a small scale like this.

As for the Yun5 aircraft, the Zhongzhou team has enough number and pilots.

But the mysterious tribe had very good equipment. In addition to its anti-aircraft machine gun, it also had anti-aircraft cannons and even individual air defense missiles.

As long as they discovered the plane in the sky, there was no warning process at all. They just called him a missile.

In a short time, two Y5 planes were already shot out of the air by them.

So now, the transport aircraft of the Zhongzhou tribe can only transport personnel and materials back and forth between the headquarters and the Us Tibet base.

He didn't dare to continue to move to the air inside Uszang.

It is precisely for this reason that their actions and reconnaissance can only be relied on their legs; so much so that the Uszang base was not established for a long time, but more than 200 people have been sacrificed.

There is only the concept of sacrifice and no serious injury, because the warrior bitten by those mutant infected people was killed by his companions as soon as possible.

Compared to ghosts like mutant infected people, they would rather beg their companions to shoot themselves.

This time, Comrade Lao Yang brought an elite team over, and no one died along the way at the hands of the mutated infected person.

But the day before yesterday, I met a pair of mysterious forces, but the people had no possibility of communication and just opened fire.

After annihilated them all, Lao Yang and others also killed one person in battle and injured two others.

One of them is Zheng Zhengguo, an old popsicle; it can be said that when he encountered such a mess, Lao Yang was indescribable to be depressed...

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In the following time, Yang Dongli picked up a telescope and carefully observed the buildings one or two kilometers away.

Through the door position, half a sign shaking in the air.

He could see that this place seemed to be a village office or something many years ago.

A group of more than 30 armed personnel occupied it, using sandbags, stones, abandoned cars and other things, and laid out a very well-organized line of defense, making it a stronghold.

The problem is that the goal is clearly in front of you, but Lao Yang doesn't know how to come forward to deal with them.

Because of the last reconnaissance team, the personnel sent by the team put down their weapons and raised their hands, and the other party actually opened fire directly.

During the process, he didn't even have a deterrent fire and greeted him directly at the vitals.

Damn! Lao Yang doesn’t know why these people became like this, but this attitude of not getting into the oil and salt is really a bit troublesome.

And just when Lao Yang was a little confused, the situation changed.

Suddenly, under the leadership of a Type 15 tank, hundreds of armed personnel rushed towards this stronghold; after arriving, they did not shout, and directly launched an attack.

With the huge difference in equipment, the stronghold was quickly broken.

Most of the people in the stronghold died directly in battle, but only seven or eight people hurriedly escaped from the building and actually ran towards the lurking position of Lao Yang and others.

Seeing this, Yang Dongli gritted his teeth and issued an order:
Chapter completed!