Time Travel: I am a Warlord in Doomsday America

A ghost wearing a dark blue combat uniform and a night vision helmet fired a shot to block Alan. The upper half of his face was covered by a skull mask. The only thing exposed on his face was his chin, which was made of rotten flesh and blood. His lips were almost fallen off.

Zombie ghost!

When Alan came up with this idea, A Zu had already sent a screenshot of Alan's character to the war zone group, indicating that this was the character of a foreign girl.

The news about A-Zu caused a stir, and everyone was asking what kind of new character this was. He looked ordinary, like an NPC that would only appear in the story mode.

Some people also suspected that there was a foreign hacker behind the girl, who unpacked the game character and used it to replace it for fun.

"Don't shoot, it's her!" A voice came from the zombie ghost's earphones, and behind him, the mysterious figure of the boss of the same team stood up.

Alan's pupils shrank, and he pulled out the G17 pistol from his waist and aimed at the person behind the zombie ghost.

If the appearance of the zombie ghost could be explained by makeup, then Alan could not use any excuse to explain the appearance of the terrifying warrior who appeared behind the ghost.

A three-headed figure twitched as it walked out of the team. Its body was also badly rotten, but there was still a small half of the zombie body on each side of its body that had not yet been fused.

There was half an arm growing on the rotten arm, and a small part of the zombie's side was on the back. The three heads on the zombie's neck all wore skull masks.

Seeing Alan raising his gun and aiming, the zombie ghost immediately shot and knocked Alan down. Alan felt a dizzy sensation in front of her eyes and countless forces hit her body. She groaned and lay on the ground...she was not dead for the time being.

"Fuck! Teammate, you are an idiot! I told you not to shoot!" Seeing this, the three-headed zombie ghost shouted in the public microphone: "You are not Li himself! You don't understand me, right?"

Alan was lying on the ground and moving his body. Seeing this, the zombie ghost wanted to shoot him again, but A Zu and Wang Zhiqiang immediately stood in front of Alan's fallen body.

When the others saw Wang Zhiqiang and A Zu appear at the same time, they suddenly realized what was going on and immediately pointed their guns at the zombie ghosts.

"Don't shoot! Are you in the war zone group, teammate? I am from Sujiang! I am not Liren!!" The zombie ghost asked the three-headed zombie ghost to speak for him.

The three-headed zombie ghost was silent for a moment, and silently sent a series of messages in the war zone group.

bang bang bang! ! !

The overwhelming bullets instantly overwhelmed the zombie ghost. After the zombie ghost fell to the ground, a group of lively people came up to his face, pointed their buttocks at him and started squatting.

"You Su Jiang, you bastard! Which Su Jiang person would report his hometown like this? Little notebook!" The three-headed zombie ghost mocked on the public channel.

Seeing this, the zombie ghost was furious and stopped pretending. He turned on the microphone and spoke Korean, saying things like "xiba", "yigu", and "shakeit". It seems that calling him a li ren is really insulting.

Alan, who was lying on the ground, had been helped up by Wang Zhiqiang. She didn't understand what had happened from beginning to end. She sighed and stood on the top of the stadium like a minion.

"Sister, go pick up his equipment!" Wang Zhiqiang reminded.

The zombie ghost was already dead, but before leaving, he was still cursing in the three-headed ghost's earphones.

A four-part rifle, a fully modified AX-50 sniper rifle, some bulletproof plates and tactical props were exploded from its corpse.

Alan saw that everyone present was pointing guns at her. Except for her teammates, no one else said anything. They all waved their guns at her, motioning her to pick up the equipment on the ground.

Alan sighed. Since this dream wasn't tiring anyway, he might as well continue playing in the dream.

She walked over and picked up the equipment that the zombie ghost had exploded, filled the plates on her bulletproof vest, and checked the guns and ammunition.

At this moment, a strange subtitle appeared in Alan's vision. The originally hazy daylight in the sky suddenly lost its light, and the entire sky became dim.

"Zombie survival game! The last human survivor wins!"

There is a countdown on the right side of the subtitles. There are still 30s...29s... before the zombies arrive.

There was not enough time left to change positions. Everyone stood on the roof of the stadium, some placed temporary shelters as needed and some placed bouncing mines as needed.

Some people jumped into the stadium, picked up more useful things, and immediately ran, looking for a route back to the top of the stadium.

"Brothers! We are in the safe zone! Damn, why is it getting dark? No matter what! Let's hold this circle first! We will switch positions in the next wave!"

The three-headed zombie ghost typed a string of words on the public channel, and everyone who saw it immediately replied with 1.

A red moon descended above the dark and eerie city, and the extinguished street lights on the ground all lit up. A thin layer of fog was floating in from the outskirts of the city, corroding all living things in its path.

Under Wang Zhiqiang's guidance, Ailan learned how to type on the public channel: "Hello, my name is Ailan and I'm from the battlefield. I'm very happy to fight alongside you."

"Position? Which country is the position?"

Everyone was confused, and a soldier wearing a Jigsaw mask typed: "It may be a small country in Europe. The girl may have typed it wrong, but her Chinese is pretty good."

The countdown in front of Alan turned to 0, and the next moment, a large number of zombie screams rang out over the city!

“Hoohahahahahaha!!!”

Black shadows fell from the hazy clouds. These zombies waved their hands and feet randomly in the air. There were no parachutes behind them at all! !

One zombie's target has always been the top of the stadium. Its head is facing the stadium, and its body is falling down in a stream in the air.

Bang! !

The zombie's body fell on the roof of the stadium, and green liquid burst out around its body. This scene made Alan, who was standing among the soldiers, feel nauseous.

"Roar!!!"

What shocked Alan even more was that after the zombie that fell from a high altitude and exploded let out a roar, it actually stood up again and rushed towards everyone!

Alan raised the AX-50 behind him, locked the sight on the zombie's head, and shot it between the eyebrows.

This scene scared the people around. The zombie was killed instantly as soon as it landed on the ground. Was the sniper lucky?

"Fuck! Sister! Open it now!" Wang Zhiqiang's voice changed this time. It was no longer a clapper tone, but a female voice with a hint of corn.

Alan replied silently: "What does it mean to open it?"

Wang Zhiqiang replied that it was nothing, but he secretly said in his heart: "Lucky shot! It must be a lucky shot! I have been playing for so long and I still can't practice instant sniping, how can she do that!"

A-Zu hesitated for a moment, then after he fixed his gaze on Alan, his entire eyes became dull.

After a moment, he shouted in shock into the microphone: "Fuck, level 1999? Isn't the maximum level 1000? Girl, are you really open or are you just pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger?"

A Zu and Wang Zhiqiang looked at each other. The couple had just started playing this game not long ago. One was at level 81 and the other was just over level 60.

Neither of them knew clearly about the upper limit of the game Warzone.