Doomsday Mage Summons the Undead

Chapter 45 The ghost's completely unreasonable piercing through the wall and perspective, mimic

Inside a dark building.

A Barrett large-caliber sniper rifle stood in front of the open window, and behind the gun lay a man in camouflage cloth.

The scope is locked on the distant crossroads, waiting for the prey there to come.

Behind him, two men and a woman were drinking beer and eating peanuts.

"Brother, why didn't you kill the survivor just now?" the woman asked.

"Killing people is not the purpose, but getting more money is the goal, and then kill after fattening up."

"Brother, how do you distribute the A-level skill scroll?" A man grabbed a handful of peanuts and ate them absent-mindedly.

The short-haired man called Big Brother glanced at him and said nothing.

The inch-cut man stood up alone, went to the window and tore off his cotton padded jacket.

The chest covered with thick black chest hair is exposed.

The cropped man opened his arms, and a curved-billed eagle descended from the sky, turned into a pool of black water and entered his chest, disappearing.

This is the B-level skill of the cut-headed man. It can consume real-time mental power to mimic a curved-billed eagle to scout for him.

In the early stage of the catastrophe, if there is such a method of investigation, its advantages will undoubtedly be huge.

Whether it is a battle or a war, an advantage in intelligence can be reversed against the wind.

The cropped man closed his eyes and concentrated, and began to digest the information brought by the curved-billed eagle.

This kind of mimetic pet does not have real-time communication with the caster. After each time it is released, it can only get some information when it is retracted.

Compared with Qi Lin's soul link and ghost's pervasiveness, this kind of mimicry investigation is just a child's play.

The inch-cut man was digesting his memory when he suddenly felt a cold attack.

"I'm already level seven, how can I still feel cold?"

The inch-cut man suddenly opened his eyes and put on his clothes again.

But still feeling cold, he quickly returned to his previous position and took a few sips of wine.

Glancing from the corner of the eye, he found that the other two had also tightened their clothes.

"Are you also cold?" The cropped man's eyes flickered, and he didn't know what to think of.

"It's cold, I guess it's because of the cold air when you came back, big brother."

Another man said, and the woman next to him also nodded.

The inch-headed man felt bad, and then he looked at the sniper and asked, "Guangge! Are you cold?"

The sniper in camouflage rifle responded, "Cold."

The inch-cut man closed his eyes and thought for a while, "We haven't been cold here for so long, why are we cold now?"

"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, this is not right!"

The inch-cut man frowned, and then slapped himself on the forehead:

"The curved-beaked eagle told me that the target vehicle will arrive in four minutes, and we will leave immediately after we finish solving the target!"

"Brother, don't we get a few more votes here?" A man asked: "There are a lot of chosen people here under the protection of the skeleton man, this is a good opportunity! We can get a few more votes here before we leave. !"

After the catastrophe came, the short-cut men who hung out on the streets quickly gathered several people together, and they formed a team together to survive.

But under the leadership of the inch-headed man, their team's way of survival appears to be very safe and efficient.

They don't come face to face with ghouls.

Instead, he chose to attack the surviving chosen ones!

Use their things to enhance their own strength, and then kill corpse beasts, so as to make up for the lack of combat power in the early stage.

This approach was perfect to get their business off the ground.

As for the unused things that were grabbed, they were all sold to the army in exchange for currency or other weapons.

In order to kill the chosen ones and snatch their props and equipment and corpse beast experience.

They even purchased night vision goggles, camouflage curtains, broadsword mines, anti-armor vehicle mines and other items from the army.

Maybe these things don't do much for advanced mutants.

But for ordinary humans.

These are all things that can kill or hurt.

In the thinking of the inch-headed man, the corpse beast is too fierce to kill, and it is too dangerous, and it is easy to lose soldiers and generals.

But killing the chosen one will be very stable.

With the help of this bludgeoning strategy, his team has developed extremely fast, and it can already be regarded as a relatively strong small group of survivors except for the army and other forces.

They also slaughtered a lucky chosen one in the afternoon, and snatched a half-dead high-level corpse beast experience, as well as an A-level skill scroll.

But this kind of thing depends too much on luck. After all, the cut-headed man's curved-billed eagle consumes a lot of energy and cannot be used all the time.

So sometimes it takes a long time to encounter some prey.

But since they came here, they found that there are quite a lot of chosen people here, and they have gained a lot!

The reason is that Qi Lin's undead have been constantly cleared away, resulting in a lot more human beings surviving here compared to other 'hardest hit areas'.

And when there are many survivors, there will always be some lucky ones who will explode some good things.

Those lucky ones are the prey they are looking for.

"No!" The inch-cut man said decisively: "My eyelids are jumping wildly, this place is not safe!"

"If it wasn't for the Colonel's order to kill the target, we would have to leave now!"

Seeing what his subordinates were going to say, the man with a short hair scolded: "Don't be inked! Hurry up and pack up your things, clean up the traces, and when the mines sound, we will leave immediately after the wide-gauge guns are repaired!"

The ghost sixth on the side passed the situation to Qi Lin in real time.

Qi Lin frowned, want to leave?

Since you dare to come to his idea, then don't leave!

Everything they say and do is under Qi Lin's surveillance.

Under the completely unreasonable penetration and perspective of the ghost.

His every move is controlled by Qi Lin!

It's a pity that the ghosts haven't advanced to gold yet, otherwise they would have taken all of them directly with the accompanying weapons.

Qi Lin gave the order, and all the undead who were hunting for corpses stopped for a moment, and when the soul fire flickered, they turned and rushed towards the building where the short-haired man was.

Faster than ordinary undead are the ghost commanders of each squad, they pass through the wall unimpeded.

At this time, the man with the cropped head was still explaining to his opponent: "The skeleton with the shaved flesh is on it, and it will be thrown next to the target later."

"It's really fucking weird. After those skeletons died, why did the bones and swords quickly decay into fly ash?"

The task the inch-headed man received was to kill Little Sun and the others, and then put Qi Lin's skeleton shelf next to him.

But what puzzled the inch-headed man was that whenever those evil skeletons devoured their companions, the fallen bones and weapons would turn into fly ash in a very short time.

In desperation, the man with an inch head had no choice but to capture a survivor, remove his flesh and blood, make it tattered, and then pretend to be the skeleton of Qi Lin's men.

Several people acted very quickly.

All household wastes are packed and put into green boxes.

"The target is coming," said the sniper who had been watching.

The inch-cut man said: "Let's start the vehicle, and follow after you fill up the gun."

At the crossroads.

The Dongfeng warrior galloped forward.

At this moment, the little sun is full of spring breeze, and he is very excited because he thinks he has successfully squeezed into the core subordinates of the senior colonel.

"I told you that when I go back this time, the colonel will give me a lot of rewards!"

"Maybe we will be rewarded with a few silver coins!"

Little Sun grinned happily, feeling that the beautiful life he had been waiting for for so many years was about to come.

"At that time, I will arrange one for you alone."

boom!

A flash of fire suddenly rose from the vehicle site.

In just an instant, the five of Little Sunshine were blasted into the sky by anti-armor mines!

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