In the end of the world, I can transform from a zombie back into a human being

Chu Fan suggested again: "Why don't we have a live broadcast for the whole army?

Since the last time the zombie army failed to attack the headquarters, the zombie attack has stopped.

The brothers have been relatively free these two days, and they just have time to observe and study the internal assessment of the special operations battalion. "

Feng Yunqing naturally didn't care. With his own strength and combat experience, fighting them was like bullying a child.

They definitely didn't expect that they were the evolvers of the second-order extreme third-turn.

Zhang Dali, a tough-looking man with a muscular face, became cautious when he heard that the whole army was going to be broadcast live.

He turned back to discuss with the gentle deputy battalion commander Wang Wenjun and several company commanders.

Wang Wenjun, the deputy battalion commander who has always been mature and solemn, frowned and said: "This Major Feng was brought here by the military commander.

He must know that our battalion is all first-order evolvers.

If he still dares to accept the challenge under such circumstances, he is probably a second-order evolver. "

Zhang Dali didn't take it seriously, "It doesn't matter if you are a second-order evolver. We brothers have all reached first-order perfection. If the blood in our bodies hadn't been able to cause trouble, we would have broken through to the second level long ago."

Several company commanders nearby also chimed in: "Yes, our battalion is a hero battalion. We have killed more zombies than this kid has ever seen. I'm afraid of him."

"That's right, in terms of strength, we are all close to [-] kilograms of strength. Even if this kid is at the second level, he will be choked by one of our punches. In terms of fighting skills, he is even worse. He is just stronger. .”

"Well, there are many of us. If we engage in a wheel battle, we can tire him out. Tell the brothers not to waste their energy by fighting him forcefully."

"The key military commanders have spoken out about this, so we can't give in at this time.

It would be more embarrassing if word got out than if he was defeated. Our hero camp cannot afford to lose this person. "

Deputy Battalion Commander Wang Wenjun sighed in his heart, what a heroic camp, they are all old people, now they are just forgotten in the corner, a group of poor people who can no longer make progress.

Those who were my former subordinates have all risen to the second level or even the third level alive.

We are all soldiers. Since we have decided to start a fight, we will not hesitate.

Deputy battalion commander Wang Wenjun was the first to come on stage, "I'll find out his background for the brothers."

Wang Wenjun did not introduce himself when he came on stage, but directly started to use the killing technique.

Feng Yunqing could tell from his epaulettes that this man was the deputy battalion commander, and he also launched his killing move.

At this time, the live broadcast has been started simultaneously.

......

The live broadcast prompts were received on the display screens of military camps and outposts, and on the communication equipment of commanders in various trenches.

The soldiers who used to be in the second platoon are now platoon commanders and deputy platoon commanders. They stopped fighting as soon as they took office. After digging the tunnel, they all squatted in the trench and looked at their mobile phones.

Xiaozhou and Lao Zhao were also squatting in the trenches watching the live broadcast, "We are still the leader of the platoon. We have only been separated for two days and have been working as battalion commanders in the special operations camp. I think these guys in the special operations camp can only be beaten." .”

Wang Jianjun, who has a keen sense of smell, saw the live broadcast and immediately realized that the military wanted to cultivate a rival for him.

The adjutant next to him said: "It seems that this is another star general trained by the military. I am afraid that he is going to win the special operations battalion and colonel."

"A major battalion commander is not qualified enough. What's the use of taking down a waste camp? I don't even want a bunch of waste."

There were also many young school-level officers who were a little unhappy watching the live broadcast, and they complained to each other.

"Did you see that the old platoon leader and the others were beaten up by a young man?"

"I see, that kid may not be the opponent of the old platoon leader and the others."

"I really miss the time when the old platoon leader and the others led us to kill zombies. At that time, the old platoon leader and the others became the first batch of evolvers, with powerful punches and Wan He's bravery. It's a pity..."

"Yes, we are all at the second level now, and the old platoon leader and the others are still at the first level."

......

Wang Wenjun took the initiative and launched a lightning-fast side kick straight to Feng Yunqing's waist.

This kick was indeed extremely slow in Feng Yunqing's eyes.

Feng Yunqing took a step back and easily dodged it.

Wang Wenjun then turned around and swung his leg, and Feng Yunqing used a force of [-] kilograms to lightly kick him.

Bang, the strong wind exploded, creating a circle of ripples, and the dust and dead leaves on the ground were blown more than ten meters away.

It weighs more than [-] kilograms.

Well, the strength is good, probably at level one, level three or level four. It seems that these people are not decadent, and have been seeking breakthroughs and accumulating wealth.

Wang Wenjun took two steps back before standing firm.

Feng Yunqing remained motionless and gently put down her raised feet.

Wang Wenjun stood still and looked up at Feng Yunqing. He knew that the other party was holding back. This was the strength of the second level.

Zhang Dali reminded at the side, "Lao Wang, don't confront him head-on."

Wang Wenjun said in his heart, I don't want to confront him head-on, but my speed doesn't allow it.

The difference is not only in strength, but also in nerve reaction speed, perception, etc.

After testing his strength, Feng Yunqing didn't want to waste time. After all, it was agreed upon for ten minutes.

He dodged and rushed in front of Wang Wenjun and kicked him.

Bang, Wang Wenjun just crossed his arms to block, then flew out and crashed into the crowd of the special operations camp, overwhelming them with a crash.

When Wang Wenjun was helped up, he had lost his fighting strength. His arms were numb from the shock and he could no longer lift them up.

"Who's next?"

Zhang Dali jumped out of the crowd, "I'll do it!"

He circled Feng Yunqing twice, squatted down, and swept his legs.

Bang, the sweeping leg kicked Feng Yunqing's leg, as if it was kicked on an iron pillar, and it didn't move at all.

Feng Yunqing raised his legs.

Bang, Zhang Dali was kicked away and fell into the crowd.

The soldiers around him quickly helped him up.

"Is the battalion commander okay?"

Zhang Dali's energy and blood surged, "It's nothing serious. I'm afraid this kid is not the first to enter the second level. We are going to be in trouble today."

The battalion commander and deputy battalion commander were all eliminated with one move, and for a while no one dared to play again.

Feng Yunqing asked loudly: "Is there anyone else who wants to challenge?"

No one plays.

Feng Yunqing continued to ask: "Are you convinced?"

No one spoke, and everyone looked at him with displeasure in their eyes.

That means you are still dissatisfied.

Feng Yunqing looked at his watch and saw that three minutes had passed.

He said harsh words, "A group of gentlemen, not to mention mothers-in-law, if you don't agree, come together, I'm in a hurry."

People in the special operations camp, you look at me, I look at you, I don’t know what to do.

Someone shouted, "Come together and beat him up."

Hula, a thousand people rushed forward and surrounded him in the middle, and the dozen people in the innermost attacked him at the same time.

Feng Yunqing used his mental power to sense his surroundings, as if he had eyes behind his back, taking in all attacks.

He spun around, used his fists and kicks, and knocked all these people away with bang bang bang.

These people flew out and knocked down another group. This time, the people hit by him would also become numb and lose their fighting strength.

In one round of attacks, more than a dozen people came up and more than a hundred fell down.

For a time, soldiers from the special operations battalion were flying all over the sky.

After a while, the entire special operations battalion, a thousand people, lay neatly on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Dali felt sad, with runny nose and tears.

He hugged the arm of Deputy Battalion Commander Wang Wenjun and cried, "Ooooo, Lao Wang, today is the day of shame for our hero battalion. This time we are humiliated and thrown into grandma's house."

After saying that, he wiped his nose with Wang Wenjun's sleeve.

Wang Wenjun laughed instead of crying, "Haha, maybe it's the day of Nirvana and rebirth.

Lao Zhang, we ourselves are still talking about the heroic camp.

A group of big guys who spend all day reminiscing about the past have almost become old men.

People outside call us the waste camp.

What era is this? The strong are respected.

If this continues, it will be forgotten in a few years.

If one's own strength is not good enough, nothing can be said.

Lao Zhang, you have to wake up! "