Green sat down wearily, and the chair was the body of a butcher. .+?(.+bsp;\\s*This butcher showed a blood stain from his left shoulder, which broke through the iron chain, skin, and bone tissue that the butcher wore on his body at will. In order to make such a big meal for the butcher, the edge of Green's machete was rolled and cracked, turning into a pair of scrap iron.

Now, the two machetes have completed their mission, lying quietly on the ground not far away.

Green sat down, his eyes fell on the corpse of another butcher nearby, and he nodded in satisfaction. After the machete curled up, the remaining butcher was brutally beaten to death by him. The butcher's chest almost disappeared, and what was left was an empty blood hole. On the ground of the corpse, blood, minced meat, bones and organs splashed all over the place, making it a very special scenery.

But to kill these two butchers, Green was not without paying the price. On the contrary, the price is still high.

First, a deep gap sank in from his right shoulder and slanted to his chest, which made Green's right hand hang weakly. It was bestowed by one of the butchers holding an axe, but now this butcher has become Green's seat, and in the almost frantic tearing, Green slashes against each other. However, with a bit of bitterness and strength, he slashed into the butcher's body with one stab, and extended his injuries with another stab, directly hacking the troll to death.

Secondly, Green's other serious injury was a completely collapsed chest. Green still remembered that when another butcher took the opportunity to smash his warhammer into his chest, he felt like he had been hit by a truck. But with the remaining left hand, Green blasted the butcher to death with an iron fist.

After doing all this, Green knew that he was not far from death.

He just sat there, and there were no living corpses rushing towards this place in his sight. The mountain of corpses piled up near Green is enough for the fearless living corpses to understand that this is a forbidden place. But there are always guys who don't have eyes, so Green's eyes reflect the figure of the fourth butcher. The butcher didn't have huge weapons, but he made two gloves full of steel thorns for himself.

The big guy was waving his fist and walking towards Green step by step.

Green didn't move, he just smiled, and then reached out to touch the half of the cigarette left in the breast pocket of the torn jacket.

He has no strength to stand up again, but at least he can put the cigarette in his mouth. When the butcher kept approaching, Green was still groping for other bags that could hide things in his body. When the huge shadow was shrouded in front of him, Green sighed and said: "Damn, I didn't even bring a lighter..."

This was the last sentence Green left in the world, and an iron fist with steel thorns hit his face, Green's head burst like a watermelon. Brains and broken bones flew wildly, and when the butcher retracted his iron fist covered with meat scraps, Green's headless corpse gradually lay down.

The butcher let out a loud roar, and it looked far away, with an ice-cold light from its mask.

In the wilderness in the distance, Remut's line of defense had been completely defeated. The soldier in charge of the defense had long since died in the rolling wave of corpses, and Green was already the last soldier to fall. The living corpse rushed into the residential area on the surface, and the policy that was once hailed as a brilliant act now became stupid and ridiculous. Losing the perimeter line of defense as a backing for security, and arranging firepower on the commanding heights of each building simply cannot prevent the advance of the army of living corpses.

The city wailed under the mouths of the living corpses, countless people died, and many more were waiting to die.

Among the living corpses, more dead people flocked to the entrance of Remut's base. Different from the ground line of defense, the thick armor plate serves as a metal gate that cannot be scratched by the claws and teeth of a living corpse. But the living corpses are always happy. They are like a pile of maggots, layered over every inch of the gate, digging desperately with their teeth and claws, even if they are just to dig out a thin wire.

Until the butcher's roar came from behind the living corpse, these dead people retreated to both sides in a panic. So the butcher who blasted Green's head with that punch came over with a sledgehammer that his companion had used. It lifted the warhammer high, and then banged heavily on the gate.

The door made an earth-shaking noise, but there was no damage except for a faint green mark on the door. But the butcher was not ready to stop there, so it tirelessly repeated the actions of lifting and smashing the hammer. In this repeated action, the armored door finally dented slowly.

Remut's underground base has become a mess.

The civilians who were still in the base were evacuated to the rear shelter early in the morning, and Remut's second and third lineups had all been mobilized. Fully armed soldiers were deployed at the entrance and exit of the passage under the command of the remaining two capable officers, preparing to make the final desperate resistance when the living corpses attacked the base.

And in Remut's union hall, Choonok and other representatives are engaged in a verbal contest about the sudden disaster.

"Dear Chairman, please take a look at the number of living corpses outside. Defeating? This is not the solution. When these dead people flood into our city, we can only die faster if there is no way out!"

A chubby old man kept tapping the ground with his crutches to increase the intensity of his tone.

Chonok's dark eye bags quivered lightly, and his eyes were full of disdain: "Dear gentleman Tansred, what should we do, according to you?"

"Get out!" The fat old gentleman said, waving his cane: "With only two troops left in the formation, we can organize a raid. Do you think so?"

Tanslade's words immediately aroused the approval of several other union representatives behind him. Looking at them, Choonok said coldly: "Gentlemen, two hundred soldiers are not enough to cover two thousand civilians, and three hundred businessmen leave. "

Tanslade gave an expression in his grasp: "Chairman Chonock, I never said to cover everyone from leaving. In fact, the soldiers only need to cover us to leave. As long as we are not dead, completely. A second remute can be established. As for the citizens, it is not as much as you want."

"Mr. Tanslade, your words can't help but redefine the definition of the word shameless." Choonok's words are vicious, completely different from the usual image of a good person, and what he says is shocking.

The fat gentleman said angrily: "Then please tell me, my benevolent chairman, what good do you have?"

"Hold it!" Conok said the same decision, and then followed up with the plan: "Also, help!"

"For help?" Tansred laughed loudly: "Don't be kidding Chairman, who will save us? Who can save us. Even if it is possible, how many days can our soldiers be able to defend?"

Asked by the fat old man like this, Choonok didn't know what to do. If he could run, he didn't want to stay here with Remte and die with others. But no matter how stupid he was, he knew very well that with his current strength, even with two capable officers. The success rate of killing more than three thousand living corpses and other variants is not high.

On the contrary, if you stick to it, it can last at least a day or two. If you survive accidentally, you can earn yourself a good reputation for kindness. But now when asked by Tanslade, Jonok couldn't help thinking, how many days can they defend? Even if it survives, what about afterwards? Without reinforcements, even if the city was not broken by the dead, they would have to starve to death.

Just as Chonock couldn’t answer, a calm, deep voice rang from outside the hall: “If I add my rattlesnake, there should be no problem staying for a week. When it comes to asking for help, I’m already Encrypted and sent Remte’s situation, someone will come to rescue us soon."

The door was opened, outside the door, wearing a tall hat, holding a cane in his hand, and wearing a black dress, Theon drove in as a perfect savior. Behind him, fifty rattlesnake soldiers headed by Pera filed in and surrounded the entire hall with a murderous look.

"But before that, I'm allowed to take back my chairmanship. After all, there are some permissions that I can't provide with my current identity." Theon stretched out his hand and gently stroked his mustache, with an elegant demeanor, but what he said was intolerable. Doubt.

He chose the best time to regain the peak of power with absolute strength. But Theon knew very well that even though he was sure to take the chairmanship back under this situation, he was facing a crumbling pyramid. Only Theon believed that he could turn the tide, so he stood up again.

How can this self-built city ~lightnovelpub.net~ allow it to collapse before our own eyes. Such a voice said loudly in Theon's heart.

"Mr. Theon, I'm very curious about what you can do to help everyone tide over the difficulties." Choonok was naturally unwilling to give up the position of chairman.

Theon smiled, and a beam jumping clown like Jonok didn't let him look at him at all: "Mr. Jonok, and everyone..."

He turned to other union representatives and said: "Presumably everyone knows that Remte is a part of its design. At the beginning of the construction, I have considered the emergence of this situation, and at the entrance of the passage. Three concealed armor layers were installed. On the surface, there are also many hidden tactical platforms. These things are installed in the residential complex above us. When needed, they can provide Remute All-round firepower coverage. Of course, because of Mr. Chonock’s expansion of the residential area, the tactical platform that was laid out after precise calculations now has a shooting dead angle, but it can be done after a period of delay."

"And all of this requires an electronic password that I only know privately to be able to start." Finally, Theon added.

Hearing these words, Qonok's face changed, and now he knows what the former chairman's trump card is.