Qiu Qianjun stepped forward, his eagle eyes slightly narrowed.
He had already focused on his perception when he entered the door, and did not notice the presence of the same kind of aura in the room.
This proves that the survivor in front of him is not of the brain enhancement type.
It is neither a physical strengthening system nor a brain strengthening system. The only ones left are the virus immunity system and a comprehensive strengthening system with extremely low probability.
As far as Qiu Qianjun knows, the virus immune system, also known as a blank slate, except that it is completely immune to viral infection and has a higher self-healing ability than ordinary people, does not seem to have any increase in strength.
Could it be...
After thinking for a moment, Qiu Qianjun decided to put aside his suspicions and introduce himself.
"Hello, I am one of the people in charge of the Siming Mountain Refuge. My name is Qiu Qianjun."
"principal?"
Jiang Feng, who was still confused one second, immediately caught the key to Qiu Qianjun's words the next second.
"In other words, you are the leader, can you speak in the shelter?"
Jiang Feng has not forgotten what the prophet told him. Although judging from the previous cannon fire, Qianxi Village has been bombed, but if the follow-up instructions can be completed as promised, it may be possible to remedy the situation.
Although the man in plain clothes they met at the entrance of the shelter was most likely a senior executive in the shelter, that was just a guess after all.
Now that there is a real one appearing, naturally we can’t let it go!
Sure enough, after hearing Jiang Feng's inquiry, Qiu Qianjun nodded.
"Great, I have important news to tell you! Qianxi Village...ah, no, you have already bombed Qianxi Village. The next thing, the next thing is...go to the Four Seasons Settlement and bring Tu Zhiying to the shelter! "
As soon as these words came out, there was silence in the room.
Except for Qiu Qianjun who was standing opposite, and Ye Shuihan and Xiao Yusheng who were standing next to him, everyone looked at Jiang Feng as if they were crazy.
After a long silence, Qiu Qianjun spoke.
"Who is Tu Zhiying...?"
He did not ask why Jiang Feng knew about Qianxi Village, but caught the strange name of Tu Zhiying.
I thought Jiang Feng would briefly introduce the origin of the name, but unexpectedly this man shook his head and gave a very simple negative answer.
"I don't know either."
"You don't know either? Then you let Captain Qiu go pick him up?"
Chen Galen was a little annoyed. He felt that the survivors in front of him seemed to be playing with them like monkeys.
"No, I also followed the prophet's arrangements. He didn't tell me the relevant details. I can't just make one up out of thin air..."
Although Jiang Feng shrugged his shoulders a little aggrievedly, the tenacity in his eyes remained unchanged.
"Captain Qiu, I think this guy may be weird, but his brain is probably broken. Why don't you just go about your business and ignore him."
Chen Galun spoke and looked at Qiu Qianjun with full apologies in his eyes.
As the only brain-enhancing system in the refuge, although Qiu Qianjun can't be said to have everything to do every day, he is definitely not an idler.
Now he actually has wasted Captain Qiu so much time for a survivor with a broken brain.
Both emotionally and rationally, Chen Galen felt very sorry.
Qiu Qianjun did not obey Chen Galen's wishes and leave, nor did he speak.
This gentle-faced man had a complicated expression on his face, as if he was tired, and closed his eyes towards Jiang Feng and the others.
Within three breaths, undetectable faint scarlet light particles spilled from the body surface. After three breaths, the eagle's eyes slowly opened.
The complexity on Qiu Qianjun's face was also wiped away at this moment, and it inexplicably turned into an expression of trust.
The first sentence he spoke was not to Jiang Feng, but to Chen Galun who was standing beside him.
"Galen, go and help Commander Huang Bingtian, he doesn't have enough manpower."
It was an order that sounded unclear, but after hearing it, Chen Galen made a military salute with a serious expression and carried it out with determination.
Judging from the pace of his departure, he seemed to be in a hurry.
"I really didn't expect that Qiu Qianjun could talk so well... (This chapter is not finished yet!)
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Jiang Feng was secretly speechless, and looked at Qiu Qianjun with a hint of awe in his eyes.
After watching Chen Galen leave, Qiu Qianjun still had no intention of talking to Jiang Feng. Instead, he turned to the medical staff beside him and asked.
"How are the physical conditions of these three survivors?"
"The examination has been completed. If Captain Qiu has no other requirements, we will go to other wards first."
The leading doctor also guessed Qiu Qianjun's thoughts and left the room with a group of people.
When the door closed, there were only four people left in the room.
Qiu Qianjun found a chair and dragged it in front of Jiang Feng.
He did not sit down, but held the back of the chair with both hands, staring into the other person's eyes with an unpredictable gaze.
"Go on, tell me all the information you need to tell me, but please try to be brief, because we don't have enough time..."
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On the other end, to the north of the Siming Mountain shelter, are two sentries.
The sporadic gunshots gradually became denser, and the air filled with smoke was mixed with a faint fishy smell.
The soldiers lying behind the bunker were highly nervous and did not dare to relax for a moment.
Although those with abilities are at the front to fight against the mutated zombies, there will still be fish that slip through the net.
Their mission is to concentrate their firepower to eliminate these intruders and prevent the zombies from breaking through the second guard post.
"Grandma, it's really unlucky. I pushed the artillery fire well, but a nest of mutated zombies exploded..."
The soldier who had emptied his magazine retracted into the bunker and muttered while refilling the bullet.
"Yes, I heard that there are quite a few car-level and horse-level cars inside. Fortunately, there are capable people in front..."
The soldier on the other side spoke, and as he spoke, gunfire rang out, knocking down a soldier-level zombie that was about to rush to the bunker.
"Energy users are not invincible. Look at how far the front line has retreated."
A slightly hoarse voice came. The speaker this time was an unshaven middle-aged man.
"Old Qi, I don't like hearing what you are saying. The ability users in front of us are fighting with all their strength. If they fail, ordinary people like us will have nothing but the end of giving zombies a gap in our teeth!"
The soldier who spoke first spoke, pushing the magazine into the magazine with one hand.
"Hey, I'm not saying bad things about ability users. I just want to say that those ability users are also human beings. Although they can withstand the impact of mutated zombies now, when their physical strength is almost exhausted, we still have to go back. retreat……"
The unshaven middle-aged soldier opened his mouth to defend himself and at the same time turned the gun head to the left.
"Ten o'clock, blind that big guy!"
Gunshots sounded as densely as exploding beans, and the eyes of a muscular car-level zombie exploded, turning it into a headless fly that was caught blind on the spot.
Before Lao Qi and others could contact the person with abilities through the intercom, a figure holding a long knife rushed out from behind the bunker and killed the car-level zombies with a clean sweep.
As soon as the lucky knife fell, the head of the car-level zombie spun in the air and fell to the ground with a plop.
"Hey, ***, he's so handsome..."
The other two soldiers looked at the figure in front of them with envy and did not hesitate to praise them.
For ordinary soldiers like them, mutated zombies like the car can be said to be a nightmare.
Even if they have guns in their hands, it is still difficult for a few ordinary people to deal with a car-level zombie.
After all, the skull of that thing is too hard, and ordinary bullets cannot cause fatal damage to it.
Even if it hits the hands, feet, and torso, the small bullets still cannot penetrate the high-density muscles.
So the only thing they can do is to destroy the eyesight of car-level zombies, and then let people with abilities take action to deal with them.
Just as the soldiers behind the bunker were marveling at the power of the ability users, a strange black shadow suddenly broke through the defense line in the distance and rushed towards this side at a strange high speed.
"No! Second-order horse level!"
Lao Qi's reaction was obviously faster than that of the two young men, and he immediately shouted a reminder.
The still-warm muzzle continues to spray flames, free of charge (this chapter is not over yet!)
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As if pouring towards the goal!
If car-level zombies are a nightmare for ordinary people, then horse-level zombies with the ability to move at high speeds are the gods of death active in the world!
Although their bodies do not have the terrifying self-healing ability like car-level zombies, their skulls are not so thick that bullets cannot penetrate them.
But the terrifying movement speed of horse-level zombies is enough to make up for these shortcomings.
In just one stunned moment, the black claws were already killing him!
Although the soldier named Lao Qi discovered the second-order horse immediately, he did not retreat even half a step in order to cover the two comrades beside him!
The bullet roared and hit the shriveled body of the horse-level zombie, splashing out strings of sticky black plasma!
Correspondingly, Lao Qi's chest bloomed bright red.
The veteran used his body as a cover to stop the second-order horse-level momentum!
"Lao Qi!!"
"Monitor!!"
Amidst two roars mixed with fear, the ability user not far away who was responsible for cleaning up the fish that slipped through the net finally arrived belatedly. He raised his knife and cut off the spine of the horse-level zombie.
But despite this, the injury on Lao Qi's chest was irreversible.
"Thirty seconds to deal with the wounded and retreat fifty meters!"
The ability user put away the knife and looked at Lao Qi with a frown, his mouth full of blood, without any emotion in his tone.
It's not that he is cold-blooded, this is the rule on the battlefield.
As a soldier, once you go into battle, you must prioritize the mission!
If you lose your mind and mess up your position because of the sacrifice of a comrade, then all those who died were in vain.
Crying feelings are not a life-saving medicine for soldiers like them.
"yes!"
The two soldiers shouted with tears in their eyes, handling Lao Qi's injuries quickly with their hands and feet.
The claws of the horse-level zombie had pierced his chest, and the blood was like an open faucet.
Faced with such an injury, even a fool knows there is no way to save him.
But the two soldiers still treated the wounds as quickly as possible. They didn't want to waste a second of the thirty seconds given by the ability user!
The ability user outside the bunker just looked at the two of them coldly, and immediately turned his head away.
He understood that these two soldiers were too young and had not seen much life and death...
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