Zombie Apocalypse

Chapter 1274 Xiaolu

Chapter 1274 Xiaolu

Ye Siya and Gu Lanfei's fifty thousand troops had already arrived twenty kilometers southwest of Jiazi Pass.

The so-called Jiazi Pass was actually only thirteen kilometers long. It was an arc-shaped fortified city wall built on flat ground. The height of the city wall was thirty meters, and the garrison was thirty thousand.

An enormous basin was dug out on the east side of the Jiazi Pass. After introducing seawater into the basin, it formed a lake. Many dangerous sea beasts were trapped inside and formed a barrier.

To the west of Jiazi Pass was the Changbai Mountain Range. This mountain stretched out continuously, and there were all sorts of hidden traps and castles in the mountain. It was simply impossible for the army to pass through.

Therefore, if he wanted to enter the Prison Fire Stronghold, he had to go through the first level.

Of course, they could also walk hundreds of kilometers west, but there were more zombies there. The army was also in danger, and it was very likely that they would never be able to go around the prison fire again.

At this time,

Ye Siya held her binoculars and looked up into the sky. Six hundred fighter jets from the rear base were flying over the sky by night, about to launch the first wave of air strikes on the military targets of Hellfire Stronghold.

'"Hey, do you think we're at a disadvantage? Why should we fight the enemy head-on as a ground force?" Feng Xiaozheng and Song Dieyun, those two slaves, can lead troops into the sea and push into the enemy's hinterland by boat? "

Gu Lanfei pouted, obviously very unhappy.

Ye Siya smiled softly and said, "There is no way. They are already stronger than us. Furthermore, we can't deny that Feng Xiaozheng's military talent is also slightly stronger than ours. They will have to endure a lot more danger when they land at sea than us! After all, we still have a way out, and once they land, they will never stop!"

Gu Lanfei's mouth was flat as he sighed,

"The population of Prison Fire Stronghold is said to be more than 20 million or more. Isn't it a bit overestimating the strength of our 100,000 people to attack the city?"

"We can't say that either. After all, we can be considered to have taken over the harmony of the times and the earth."

Gu Lanfei rolled his eyes helplessly and said,

"Where do you start? Do you want to be so optimistic?"

Ye Siya frowned and said seriously,

"Zangxi has been sending troops all these years to fight everywhere, trying to eliminate all the monsters in the apocalypse, but never succeeded. Now that alien monsters have descended on Earth, if we can't consolidate our territory and expand our battle results in a short period of time, then the road ahead will be even harder! One of our greatest enemies is the billions of zombies in India, and the other is the two sects of the End Spirit Heavenly Fate!

There's still no movement from India. If we can't use this great opportunity to wipe out the two sects, then when the zombies from the south cross the border, we'll be facing enemies on our backs and stomachs.

Therefore, we can have a relatively stable rear after destroying the two sects.

After all, there weren't many zombies in Russia. As long as the zombies gathered around the Soul Seizing Road in Cold Winter City were eliminated, they would be considered victorious!

In this context, we have no choice but to attack with all our might. It is high time that we had to fight with our backs water.

You should also have a feeling, right? Right now, the higher ups are so active. They have sent us waves of reinforcements and air support. The navy has also dispatched, and they even took the initiative to provoke the northwest and south to fight against the zombie clusters!

Sigh, the apocalypse had just erupted, and there weren't many people gathered in Zangxi.

After so many years, although zombies also have offspring, they are far inferior to our human reproduction speed, because we have never stopped consuming their numbers!

Zangxi's twenty-five-year population policy had allowed humans to recover. What was the battle against zombies? Apart from ammunition and weapons, it was actually a waste!

The origin of the Slaughter Medal was this spiritual symbol.

Twenty-five years ago, a person killed a hundred zombies and then died. When all humans died, the zombies might not have been cleaned up.

And now, if a person killed a hundred zombies, then perhaps the person who would be the one to be brought down would be a human!

This could be considered human harmony!

As for the location?

After all, we already have an underground stronghold in Shanhai Pass. Although it has just begun to be built and hasn't yet taken shape, it can still be used. "If I can't beat us, then I'll just run away and follow the tunnel back to Kowloon City. Qin An has done a good deed. I've seen the general design of Kowloon City, and it's very sci-fi!"

Hearing Ye Siya's words, Gu Lanfei chuckled.

"You are really optimistic!"

Ye Siya also smiled. The two sisters smiled for a while, and their expressions became dim again.

"Husband should have…"

Ye Siya's husband was naturally referring to Plum orchard, but she had only said half of her words, clearly worried that the wall would have ears.

"Yes, that's why we still have to continue. This battle is about to erupt. This move is full of dangers and opportunities! Whoever wins will be revealed soon!"

"He had originally planned it for such a long time. All the sacrifices in these two years should not have been in vain!"

"Yes, those warriors have sacrificed too much over the years. Now it's our turn!"

At this point, both of them shut their mouths tightly, their expressions grave.

Three minutes later, Gu Lanfei gave the order for the entire army to gather together. After that, the troops split into five groups and rushed towards Jia Ziguan!

After midnight, Prison Fire City would soar into the sky!

…

At the top of Prison Fire City was City 89, also known as Peacock City.

In the southeast region of Peacock City, there was a large courtyard. All seven large rooms in the courtyard belonged to Lu Junde.

Lu Junde was 72 years old this year. He was a rank 6 mutant, so he could be considered to have some background. That was why he had the property of seven large houses.

It was very late at night. Lu Junde had originally fallen asleep. Perhaps he had a nightmare. He woke up from his shock, and then he actually sat up.

The old man was about 1.7 meters tall and weighed more than 200 jin.

He was naked. He slept, and the wrinkles on his stomach when he was done were disgusting.

"Xiaolu!"

With a hoarse shout, in the corner of the room, the woman kneeling on the ground crawled over with her knees, holding a urinal in her hand.

Lu Junde sat by the bed and separated his legs. He narrowed his eyes slightly and saw Xiaolu approaching. Whether she was ready or not, he directly began to pee.

Xiaolu accurately inserted the urine into the basin and respectfully lifted it. Only after the old man had finished his convenience did he kneel down again and retreat.

Lu Junyi sat by the bed and licked his dry lips with his tongue. Then, he said,

"Ah, I can't sleep anymore. Let's go, look at my toys!"

Xiao Cui hurriedly stood up and walked over to help Lu Junyi up. Then, she did not dress him and directly walked outside.

"Xiaolu, how many years have you been at my house?"

Lu Junde's voice sounded very kind.

"Grandpa, it's been three years! At that time, my brother and I wandered near the Peacock Terrace and were arrested as slaves. Grandpa took a fancy to me and bought me over."

"Oh, it's been so long. Is your brother alright?"

"He died two years ago in the arena! Didn't Grandpa buy his corpse from the slave farm in order to reward me?"

"Oh… Right! I remember. That young man's muscles are very strong. After I bought him back, I seemed to have made dumpling stuffing out of his meat. That dumpling is really delicious! Haha, your brother almost became a wrestling king. Unfortunately, he died in the end. Xiaolu, you seemed to have eaten a lot of dumplings back then? Is the dumpling stuffing made from brother's meat delicious? "

The woman called Xiaolu's body trembled slightly, but she forced a smile on her face and said,

"Delicious, Grandpa!"

Lu Junde held Xiaolu's waist with his long fingernails and laughed loudly.

As he laughed, his fingernails were buttoned into Xiaolu's flesh, causing Xiaolu to sweat profusely and tears to shine in his eyes.

Finally, from Lu Junde's bedroom to another room, Lu Junde released Xiaolu.

The room was brightly lit, and there were two people chained to it.

One of them was an old lady who looked the same age as Lu Junde. Her name was Song Yumei, Lu Junde's wife before the end of his life.

The other was an old man in his sixties. His name was Song Yugui, Song Yumei's biological younger brother.

At this time, the two of them were naked. Their bodies were also covered in typhoid fever. There were old injuries and old wounds. Song Yumei's tongue had been cut off a few years ago. Not only did Song Yugui lose her tongue, her pair of eyeballs had long since disappeared.

Lu Junde sat in the room's Grand Master's chair, not caring that his nauseating wrinkled skin was leaking out under the light.

"Wife, brother-in-law! I've come to see you!"

Song Yumei and her brother had been tortured for many years. They had already gone crazy. They were originally in a dizzy and unconscious state, but when they heard Lu Junde's voice, they immediately woke up. Then, their entire bodies began to tremble, and their faces were filled with fear.

This could only mean that their fear of Lu Junde had already penetrated deep into their souls, and they were unable to escape even in their sleep.

"Ah, back then I was their son-in-law and was bullied by my wife and brother-in-law. I was really like a dog! Haha, luckily, the apocalypse has come, allowing me to escape from the Sea of Misery and become an Adept. Only then will I be able to avenge myself! Xiaolu, you're late. Actually, eight years ago, I imprisoned thirteen members of the Song Yuzhu Clan. It's a pity that their women didn't suffer any trouble. I just casually played with them and died. "Ah, now, I only have these two toys left. They are both on the verge of death. They are mentally abnormal. Do you think I should send them to the Underworld to reunite with their relatives?"

Xiaolu raised his head in panic, as if he didn't know what to do.

This was a woman who was almost thirty years old. She was actually quite pretty, but apart from her beautiful face, she no longer had any healthy skin on her body.

Lu Junde was a perverted old man with a tendency to abuse. Xiaolu had suffered no less in the past three years than Song Yumei and her siblings, who were chained by iron chains.

She was already a pair of withered flowers, not crazy, not choosing to commit suicide, just because there was still a thought in her heart that could not be resolved, but…