Saving Dave at the beginning, I'm really not Dr. Zombie

The crawling zombies moved unhindered all the way to the base of the fence outside the fortress;

The thin fences had no defensive power at all, and the corn pitchers certainly did not consider the problem of defense when they built these walls;

After all, with the range of the corn pitchers, no zombies could get so close.

Under the remote control of Zombie Tushan, the zombies shook the fence with both hands at the same time;

The corn pitcher and pea shooter on the tower-like building were originally thought to be unable to resist standing up as long as the zombies approached the fence;

At that time, it will be the last throwing distance for corn pitchers;

All the plant units in the fortress are ready to fight, waiting for the approaching zombies to make a fatal mistake;

It only takes one mistake by the zombies, even for just a few minutes, for the corn pitchers and pea shooters on the tower-like buildings to pour peas and corn kernels onto the zombies.

But even if the plant units racked their brains, they would never have thought that there were other zombies controlling these wandering zombies;

Zombie Tushan transmits his consciousness to the consciousness of each zombie one by one through perception;

The zombies who received Tushan's order used their hands to tear at the fence in front of them while keeping their torsos pressed tightly to the ground.

No matter how the pea shooters and corn pitchers on the tower-like buildings adjusted their angles, they could never bring the zombies within their shooting range;

At this time, the zombie group was less than fifty meters away from the pea shooters and corn pitchers on the tower-like building;

Seeing that the zombies had already pinned down the plant units in the fortress according to the predetermined plan, the zombie Tushan paced back and forth in the open space in front of BT, but he was a little unsure;

On one side is the temptation of the crystallized consciousness in the fortress, and on the other side is the risk of losing one's head;

If he wanted to get the consciousness crystal from those plant units, Tushan couldn't crawl all the way like other zombies. He couldn't get the crystal by crawling. Tushan had to fight those plant units head-on.

Now the other zombies have paved the way for Tushan, should we go up or not?

Without the roadblock as a cover, Tushan didn't think his head was more resistant to blows than other zombies;

The BT behind him approached the zombie Tushan with heavy steps;

"You can do it;"

BT's mechanical synthesizer sound hummed;

"Are you sure?"

"Believe me;"

BT's chest split open, revealing the small cockpit inside, and BT stretched out his arms towards Tushan;

Inside the fortress;

"Oh my god, what the hell is that;"

The corn pitcher captain's face was filled with disbelief;

None of the surrounding plant units could respond to him. All of them looked at the huge monster running towards them from afar, and instantly showed incredible expressions.

An iron lump that was as tall as two zombies standing up, stretched out its long legs and rushed towards the fortress;

"Open fire, butter throw, pea flat shot, no matter what he is, kill him;" The corn pitcher captain was the first to react, roaring and giving the attack order;

The surrounding plant units woke up as if from a dream. Now was not the time to be in a daze. The corn pitchers opened fire first;

Large chunks of butter were thrown out, covering the direction of BT. BT's size was totally incomparable to that of ordinary zombies. The pitchers on the tower-like buildings basically did not need to calibrate, and just closed their eyes and threw the butter out;

Every hit hits the target;

Looking at the butter cubes flying all over the sky, the zombie Tushan huddled up in fear;

"But you must hold on;"

As expected by Tushan, the pitchers' butter can only suppress living things, while BT is a machine and is completely immune to the control of butter;

BT approached the fortress with butter on his head; he was not affected by it at all;

Moreover, the melted butter has excellent lubricity. The melted butter flows along the cracks on the BT armor and all the way to the joints inside the BT. The originally rusted joints begin to recover gradually under the immersion of butter.

Tushan, the zombie inside BT, was the first to notice the changes in BT. The rust inside BT fell off when it came into contact with the melted butter, revealing the original gray surface.

Without the rust, BT's stiff joints began to become flexible. The most obvious manifestation was that he could run faster and jump farther.

Tu Shan was overjoyed. He switched to manual mode and directed BT's two mechanical arms to work on BT's external armor, rubbing the remaining butter on the armor evenly like scrubbing a bath.

BT's move shocked the corn pitchers on the other side who were originally confident. It turns out that butter can be used in this way.

BT looked eagerly at the corn pitchers on the tower-like building opposite. BT's unsatisfied eyes made the corn pitcher captain feel painful.

BT this is asking them for more butter;

"Boom;"

A kernel of corn mixed with butter hit the outer armor of BT, making an exceptionally loud sound;

BT and the corn throwers on the tower-like building all turned their heads to look in the direction from which the corn kernels were thrown;

Noticing that his colleagues were all staring at him, Agu put his hands behind his back in embarrassment;

All the corn throwers were following orders to throw butter, except Agu, who was very fond of gambling and threw randomly between butter and corn kernels;

Agu did not wait for the expected scolding, the captain of the corn pitchers slapped him hard on the shoulder;

"Good throw, all units pay attention, change the corn kernels for me and smash him to death;"

Agu's random throwing gave the corn pitcher captain hope. The strange guy on the opposite side was obviously a tough guy.

The corn throwers all took advantage of their range and threw corn kernels in the direction of BT;

The pea shooter on the side couldn't reach the BT with his flat shot because of the short range, so he could only hold the barrel of his gun and watch the corn shooters play freely;

Zombie Tushan manually controlled BT's two mechanical arms, crossed his hands over his chest, and relying on the broken outer armor, he gritted his teeth and took the corn kernels thrown by the corn throwers;

You asked why Tushan protected BT's chest instead of his head, that's because Tushan himself was lying on BT's chest;

If a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth;

The corn throwers on the tower building opposite, seeing that BT was still eating another wave of corn kernels, swung their arms again, ready to stuff BT to death with corn kernels;

But Tushan obviously won't give them this opportunity. Who knows if BT's nearly scrapped external armor can withstand a few waves of corn kernels?

Under Tushan's control, the zombies that were playing in the mud quietly at the foot of the wall stood up and pushed down the fence, then broke up into small groups and ran towards the inside of the fortress;

Seeing the zombies blowing up the camp, the pea shooters who were originally left aside suddenly became energetic;

BT was too far away for the pea shooters to reach, but the zombies were right under their feet, although it was unclear why they stood up on their own initiative;

Since the zombies are actively seeking death, there is no reason for the Pea Shooters not to give them a ride;