National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 147 Crash
The streets of the city are full of wandering zombies, half of them are first-order alienated zombies at a glance!
There are also second-order alienated zombies that can be seen everywhere.

There were even a few red shadows running around in the alley.

Second-order licker!
Mo Jiawei's face turned pale.

He regretted participating in this mission a little.

Obviously, the markings are tasks of SSS level difficulty, why is there such a big difference?
Mo Jiawei took a deep breath to adjust his emotions.

It's too late to go back now.

He glanced at Fang Heng at the side.

This time, Mo Jiawei was even more at a loss.

I saw a ghost!

Why does God look so excited?
Fang Heng was indeed very excited, and he also looked down the helicopter.

Good guy!
This city is simply a treasure land of geomantic omen!

Do you dare to believe that there are so many first-order alienated zombies?
There are also a large number of second-order alienated zombies mixed in!

Awesome awesome!

Fang Heng clenched his fist excitedly.

Those are survival points!

All are evolutionary crystallizations!
A rare opportunity!

Joining the Dark Knights is indeed the right choice!

Mo Jiawei became more and more unpredictable about this great god.

"Fang Heng, this mission is too scary."

"Well, indeed."

Fang Heng looked out the window and responded, "Risk also means opportunity."

"Fang Heng, my innate ability is to assist Xiang's weakness tracking, which can obtain the target's information and weaknesses."

"In addition to this, it is also possible to set a short-term tracking of a certain target."

"Also, I'm relatively lacking in combat."

Fang Heng glanced at Mo Jiawei.

"Not bad, is it an S-level talent?"

In just a few words, Fang Heng immediately judged that Mo Jiawei's skills are very valuable!
The auxiliary ability is extremely strong!

"Ah."

Mo Jiawei nodded, "Fang Heng, are you from the Combat Department?"

"It can barely be counted as half. I belong to the auxiliary logistics department like you. I am very good at collecting materials."

In the game, some players choose to keep their talent skills secret, but most players are willing to share relevant information when it comes to combat capabilities during mission execution.

After all, it is a PVE game. In most cases, the risk of cooperation is lower and the benefits are greater.

"Ah... I'm going to suffer..."

Mo Jiawei clutched his forehead, feeling even more distressed.

He used to think that Fang Heng was a master of combat talents.

In such a dangerous environment, and the difficulty of the task is so high, there are still two auxiliary teams...

How to play this game!
Mo Jiawei couldn't be dealt with.

Fang Heng knew what Mo Jiawei was worried about. He chuckled inwardly, pulled the corner of his mouth, and pointed to a helicopter outside the window.

Fang Heng recognized this plane. It was the nine-group helicopter that Buck was on, numbered -009.

"Don't be afraid, look, if you want me to say that our regiment leader is very powerful, with the rank of colonel, he can fight very well. We can just hang around behind him. When the time comes, following him will be like playing..."

"boom!!!!"

Just as Fang Heng was speaking, an explosion resounded through the cabin.

Immediately afterwards, the helicopter shook violently!
"what's the situation?"

"what happened?"

The members of the Dark Knights were also affected.

Everyone immediately looked out the window to observe the situation.

It was not far in front of Fang Heng's helicopter.

The plane No. 009 that Fang Heng just pointed at was completely out of control!
The tail of the plane was on fire, and it spun rapidly and fell towards the Pinewood City below.

The scars on the tail were obviously not caused by a mechanical failure!

"elder brother!!!"

Lucia, in the passenger seat, yelled at the wrecked plane as it plummeted below the city.

"This……"

Fang Heng opened his mouth, and he quickly poked his head out to look down the helicopter.

At the central intersection of the city, there is a humanoid monster more than two meters high.

He carries a large bazooka launcher over his shoulder.

"tyrant?!"

Fang Heng was greatly surprised.

The fourth-order alienated body-tyrant!

Mo Jiawei also stuck his head out from Fang Heng's side and looked down the street.

His face turned pale immediately.

"Not a tyrant."

Mo Jiawei stretched out a hand to cover his left eye.

The detailed information of the tyrant immediately appeared in his right eye.

"Nemesis Model T."

"The product of implanting ne-α cells into Tyrant T103 (mass production type)."

"When ne-α grows into an adult, it will take over the brain of Tyrant T103 and destroy its frontal lobe, forming a second brain."

"ne-α internally modifies the tyrant's body and reprograms its neural circuits."

"The parasite endows the tyrant with a stronger body, responsiveness, and regenerative ability far surpassing that of T103, and enables him to gain the intelligence of ordinary people."

"Nemesis can control rocket launchers, rotary machine guns and other heavy weapons to fight."

"Except for the powerful regeneration ability and the tentacle attack enhancement of the parasite, the Nemesis has no other special enhancements."

Mo Jiawei put down his hand covering his left eye, turned his head to look at Fang Heng, with a bitter expression on his face.

"Trouble, it's a fourth-order alienated zombie!"

"Wait, what is the ne-α you just said?"

Fang Heng was puzzled.

There is no information related to ne-α in his memory.

Judging from Mo Jiawei's description, this looks like a parasite?

Is it a parasite similar to vine zombies?

It sounds like a very powerful thing.

I don't know if I can transform my own zombie avatar?
"I don't know, it's the information provided by the skills..."

"boom!!!"

Just when Mo Jiawei was halfway through his words, there was another violent shaking under his feet!

Not far from the plane, a second helicopter exploded in the air!

The air waves generated by the explosion at close range caused the helicopters everyone was riding to shake!
Mo Jiawei's face was pale.

He was trembling nervously.

"Don't panic."

Fang Heng didn't panic. He felt that according to the game settings, it shouldn't be necessary to give death items at the beginning of the mission.

He remained calm, patted Mo Jiawei on the shoulder to comfort his teammates, and even made a joke.

"At least our luck is not bad, do you think, if we take those two helicopters, will we just GG?"

Mo Jiawei didn't speak, he looked down with fear in his eyes.

He trembled and pointed down.

"Fang Heng, I beg you, don't milk me."

Fang Heng's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously looked down.

The tyrant carried a bazooka on his shoulder, and aimed it at the helicopter Fang Heng was riding on.

"I TM!"

Fang Heng really wanted to slap himself twice.

He felt that his mouth was opened today.

Why is it so poisonous?
"Quick! Rise! Rise!"

Seeing the tyrant's changes, the NPCs in the helicopter shouted one after another, directing the helicopter to dodge upwards, hoping to escape the tyrant's bazooka range.

No matter how bad it is, it can affect his hit rate!

"call out!"

A rocket flew out of the bazooka on the tyrant's shoulder.

"boom!!!"

(End of this chapter)