"Safety!"

Under the night, the helicopters hovered in the air, and several well-trained figures quickly fell from the air.

"Have reached the periphery of the laboratory and is entering..."

"I have entered the laboratory and no survivors are found..."

"Try to find the number 4000..."

"No. 4000 is positioned successfully, please ask for the next instruction..."

Advance to the base, Admiral Soros pondered for a moment and looked at the scientists beside him.

"No. 4000 is still alive. It seems that the self-destruction on Kahn's side is indeed related to it. Perhaps only by finding it can we know why Kahn's laboratory self-destruction."

"So, let the Falcons bring back the number 4000."

Admiral Soros thought for a moment and nodded, "Falcon, I am Admiral Soros. Bring our prey back."

Communication cuts off.

Colonel Hoover nodded slowly and looked at the four teammates beside him, "The order has been received, be ready for battle. Hawkeye, please call out the information number 4000, and we need to evaluate the combat power."

"yes!"

In a short answer, Hawkeye turned on the computer, and soon the projection began to play, and battle scenes that exceeded human imagination appeared in front of the entire Falcon Squad.

"No. 4000. The initial estimated speed is 50 meters per second, the maximum power is about six tons, and there is a preliminary intelligent reaction. Perfectly evolved M2 type zombie..."

Colonel Hoover had no expression on his face. He had seen the information once. He clapped his hands until Hawkeye finished playing. "You have seen the battle scenes about the number 4000. In addition, according to conventional inference, the evolved number 4000 will be more powerful."

"According to the estimated number 4000, it will become M3. The evolution may be perfect, or it may be biased towards one of speed or strength..."

Hawkeye added.

Colonel Hoover nodded, "So, put away your pride and arrogance, this zombie may be different from what we have seen before."

"I know, boss. No matter what kind of zombie it is, as long as there is armor, it will not be a problem."

The eagle patted the alloy box beside him with his backhand and said confidently.

The others laughed, and the Black Hawk lit a cigar, "Boss, it's time for these damn zombie bastards to see the power of our humans."

Colonel Hoover snatched the cigar from the black hawk's mouth, took a deep breath, spit out a circle of white mist, biting the cigar, and his eyes were gloomy, "Hawkeye, locate the position of the number 4,000, and build a combat model. Eagle, Black Hawk, Gray Hawk. Look for power supply and charge the armed armor. Three hours later, start the action."

...

The supermarket is very big, with three floors. The first floor is full of rotten fruits and vegetables. Even after half a year, it still emits an unbearable stench. Moreover, the entire supermarket is full of dried blood and rotten bones.

But strangely, there was no trace of zombies on the first floor of the supermarket, which was quite bizarre and silent.

Li Tomb pushed open the supermarket door step by step, and the red mutant parrot on his shoulder screamed weakly. Without the excitement he had before, Charlie, who was following behind, his eyes were blood red, and he drooled as he watched the red mutant parrot drool.

Li Ton's pupils were gray and he looked at the supermarket in front of him. The darkness could not stop his sight. After becoming a zombie, everything was covered with an indelible layer of blood in front of him.

Staying at the entrance of the supermarket, Li Tomb had not moved for a long time. His eyes were staring at the shopping cart that was knocked over and dried blood was still left. His footsteps suddenly moved. He walked forward and seemed to be used to picking up the shopping cart with his right hand. With a click, the sharp right-hand bone knife blew the hair and cut the handrail of the shopping cart into two sections.

A trace of blood red gradually flashed through Li Tomb's pupils, and the violent aura began to surge. The red mutant parrot on his shoulder flew up in shock in an instant, "King, I'll go find something for myself. See you back!"

With a scream, the red mutant parrot flapped its wings and stumbled and flew in the supermarket, wanting to stay away from Li Tomb quickly, although he had not been with Li Tomb for a long time.

But the red mutant parrot has a very high IQ. As soon as he felt the tyrannical smell of Li Tomb, he knew that Li Tomb was about to go wild again.

Sure enough, the red mutant parrot had just flew a few meters away, and the stupid Charlie was directly pulled away by Li Tomb because he couldn't control his desire for blood. He knelt down and licked the dry blood stains on the shopping cart.

In the eyes of the red mutant parrot, Li Tomb is a tyrannical monarch, and he may turn against him anytime and anywhere. Look, the poor zombie was pulled away just because he licked the dried blood.

It’s like an adult brings a child out to the supermarket. The child is beaten to death by the irritable adult just because he licks the lollipop because of his greed.

"I can't live this day."

The red mutant parrot covered his eyes with his wings and did not dare to see Li Tomb's tyranny. The poor zombie was like a toy in Li Tomb's hands, and was thrown around. It was so pitiful.

I dare not stay for a long time, the red mutant parrot flew in the supermarket, and the unpleasant singing broke the silence of the supermarket like a ghost crying and howling.

"I am a little bird. I want to fly, but I can't fly high no matter what..."

Hearing the singing of the red mutant parrot, the blood in Li Tou's eyes gradually faded away. He grabbed a shopping cart with his left hand and grabbed a shopping cart. The black bone spur was scattered and threw Charlie directly into the shopping cart. Li Tou then calmed down, gently pushed the shopping cart, and walked slowly in the dark supermarket.

Just like those vague memories in my bones, I slowly pushed the shopping cart in this dark supermarket.

After about ten minutes, a toy car suddenly opened from the supermarket gate. The red light of the camera flashed and drove silently into the darkness.

Li Bu quietly pushed the shopping cart and walked in the dark supermarket. Occasionally, the unpleasant songs of red mutant parrots came. Charlie's eyes were blood red in the shopping cart and he roared in a shiny way. Every time he struggled to get up, he would be beaten back by Li Bu without any mercy.

After collapsing with three shopping carts, Charlie finally knew how to squat in the shopping cart and be a quiet and beautiful zombie. Li Ton's gray eyes became more and more calm. He would stop from time to time, stand in front of the undestroyed shopping shelf, take down some goods and throw them into the shopping cart.

Whenever this happened, Charlie would not help biting it. After confirming that it was not flesh and blood, he would throw it out of the car in disappointment. Li Tomb ignored it and continued to take it. Charlie would continue to bite it and throw it away. For a moment, it was quite harmonious.

...

"Boss, I think you'd better come and see this." In the building opposite, Hawkeye's voice trembled a little and he pressed the communicator.

"I get it." Colonel Hoover nodded, "Eagle, keep charging, move less, don't disturb the zombies below, I'll go up and take a look first."

After saying that, Colonel Hoover quickly stepped up and arrived at the rooftop, beside the helicopter, Hawkeye was a little panicked when he looked at the picture on the screen.

"Is it number 4000?" Colonel Hoover walked over and looked at the screen. The picture was not very clear, but you could still see a zombie walking in the dark supermarket with a shopping cart.

"Hell?! It's shopping?!"

With just one glance, Colonel Hoover's pupils instantly shrank.

This picture is really amazing.

In the dark supermarket, the doomsday is coming, and blood and bones are everywhere, and the silence and terror are dead. A zombie silently pushes a shopping cart and walks in the doomsday supermarket. It is as simple and ordinary as the things that countless people do on weekends in the past, but now it is an unattainable luxury for anyone.

What's more, the object is a zombie, the gene chain completely collapses, and the human soul is lost.

Hawkeye on the side smiled bitterly, "Yes. I was shocked too. But it was undoubtedly that way. Boss, do you think this is normal?"

"What do you think?" Colonel Hoover remained silent, but his heart was filled with storm. Although there were shocking things like using human weapons in the previous data number 4,000. But if that could be attributed to the combat instinct, then what is it now, the survival instinct?

Or is the number 4000 really awakening the instinct of human beings little by little. If that is the case, would it be lucky or a deeper misfortune for number 4000?

"It seems that the intelligence of the number 4000 is higher than what we estimated before. Perhaps it is one of the results of evolution. Sending the image back and scientific analysis is the job of those scientists. Hawkeye, we do ours and build a combat model as soon as possible."

Colonel Hoover said, but his feet did not move anymore, looking at the computer screen.

...

In the supermarket, Li Tomb pushed the shopping cart, quiet and peaceful, picked up a roll of sanitary tampon and threw it into the shopping cart. Charlie bit it a few times, and the tail of the winged butterfly fan broke and fell all over the floor.

Li Tomb did not care, and continued to move forward. In the bloody world, he could not tell what those commodities were and what their functions were, but he enjoyed this process, which would make him quiet.

When Li Tomb walked to the supermarket where the stroller was selling, he suddenly stopped, his gray eyes flashed, and there seemed to be such a scene in his vague memory, who was the person standing next to him, who was the person with a smile, and who was the incomplete picture depicted with hope, who belonged to whom.

Li Ton's body was trembling a little, which could explode the power of steel, but could not make him hold the insignificant stroller tightly.

"Master, help me!"

The shrill scream of the red mutant parrot suddenly rang out, flapping its wings, and flew towards Li Tomb in a panic, "King, someone is playing with your bird!"

With a click, the stroller that Li Tomb had no time to touch was broken with this scream.

Li Tomb's pupils suddenly covered with a layer of unsolvable blood. The violent aura instantly arose. Charlie immediately curled up. The red mutant parrot was rushed by the violent aura, and his sharp screams suddenly stopped.
Chapter completed!