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Chapter thirty-ninth take over

Night had already fallen, but the inside and outside of the base No. 21 was brightly lit. When 11984 stammered Mu Shaoan's guess, everyone was stunned. Some people immediately wanted to escape, and some people opposed it. Even 11990, who has always been the most independent, was in a mess and everyone was quarreling.

As the situation continues to worsen, the entire No. 21 base will fall apart in a blink of an eye.

"Bang"

Suddenly, a gunshot made everyone quiet quickly. Then the crowd dispersed. Mu Shaoan, who had been sitting in the corner, walked over. His eyes swept across everyone one by one, and finally smiled faintly and said:

"Sorry, I have always forgotten to introduce myself, but not my number and name, but the way I do things. You probably forgot that I have a nickname called crab. And now I will tell you something, I won't care about your so-called reasons and excuses, but before the fourth corpse tide, this base and you guys are all under my control. If you want to leave, you can, but you have to turn into a corpse before you can be thrown out. That's it, who has any objection?"

"I have it, how old are you? You still have to worry about it-" A man who just wanted to move and escape jumped up and cursed. He was also the leader of a team of ten people in Base No. 21.

However, before he finished speaking, Mu Shaoan raised his hand and shot him. With a "bang!", a blood hole appeared on his forehead, and then he thrust his thunderous sound and fell to the ground.

The crowd was stunned, followed by the screams of several women, and several people immediately went to grab weapons.

"Who dares to move around, I will kill him first!"

11984 took out his pistol faster, his eyes were blood-red and murderous, like a trapped beast, "I'm squatting down and holding my head! Whoever wants to play with the vagina, let's try whether my bullets have eyes!"

"11984, what are you doing? Mr. Mu, we have something to say. We are at a disadvantage now and cannot fight within ourselves!" 11990 finally came to his senses and shouted hurriedly.

"No, you don't understand!" Before Mu Shaoan could say anything, 11984 shouted with red eyes: "11982 once gave me the most correct order, but I didn't take it seriously, so I lost our base No. 19! Just this morning, he saw through the conspiracy of base No. 32 at a glance, but I still didn't believe his words, and even felt resentful towards him. However, I will not make mistakes for the third time at this moment!"

"Do you know? The development potential of our base No. 19 is much better than that of you. If I hadn't made that unforgivable mistake, we could have persevered until the end. And what are you? When the town of Fox was cleared by one person, you were starving. You could only be like a group of poor mice digging holes. The two of us took farm No. 1 and finally got full. When the corpse tide arrived on the seventh day, we killed more than 700 virus-infected bodies. What about you, where are you proud of yourself?"

11984 roared with saliva, and a group of people were silent, but Mu Shaoan frowned when he heard it. He had guessed what this big guy was trying to do. Yes, the big guy was not stupid, but sometimes he was a little straightforward and was abusive! Combined with the words he heard in the morning, he could already guess that Mu Shaoan wanted to treat these people from Base No. 21 as pawns, and after the third tide of corpse, he would leave.

In fact, this is true. Since Base No. 21 has become the most suitable base for hatred, it might as well play its greatest role and drain the last bit of surplus value.

As for how many people can escape in the end, he doesn't care.

"Please, 11982, don't give up on us, don't give up on this base, we will unswervingly execute every command of yours and give us a chance to fight to the end!" Sure enough, 11984 turned his head and begged. Among these people, only he knew how powerful Mu Shaoan was.

"Yes, I am willing to hand over the command of Base No. 21 immediately. From now on, Mr. Mu, you are our leader. Each of us will obey your orders. I can guarantee it with my life!" The woman of 11990 also quickly reacted at this time and said incredibly sincerely. Soon several other small leaders hurriedly expressed their wishes. No one was a fool. If anyone could struggle out of this damn fate and hatred, only Mu Shaoan would be. Of course, the 11984 statement played a greater role. Regarding the last tide of corpses, they were very thrilling to think about it now. The performance of Mu Shaoan and the two of them was indeed unparalleled. As long as they were there, they would have at least more than half of the winning rate.

"Haha!" Mu Shaoan sneered, the expression on his face did not change at all. He was amazed that 11984 and 11990 were too tacit in cooperation and performance. He was simply a couple. Can there be no memory that can make them trust each other unconditionally based on their feelings?

He couldn't help but think of the two guys fighting immediately when they first met at Farm 1. Well, something seemed to be wrong.

However, these ethereal thoughts were immediately diluted by the current situation and disappeared.

After thinking for a while, he still put away his pistol, and without any nonsense, he directly ordered 11990: "Go to contact other bases and tell them that their plot has succeeded. Base No. 21 will be as nailed here as they wish, like a magnet. However, I will see their sincerity before the third corpse tide arrives. Someone comes out and some weapons come out. Especially the leader of Base No. 17 has sent me at least 10 strong laborers within three days. As for the leader of Base No. 32, I will see at least 1,000 rifle bullets within five days, otherwise I will let them know what regret means!"

"As for others, I work overnight and continue to strengthen the outer wooden walls until midnight. From now on, this will form a system. Except for the day when the corpse tide comes, other days will follow this rule! 11984, you are responsible for taking a few people to guard the periphery, and those who want to escape secretly will be killed."

After giving the order, a group of people rushed out, and only the somewhat dull 11990 was left on the second floor. However, Mu Shaoan ignored her and went back to the seat where he had been sitting before, and continued to cut the still unformed wooden spear embryo.

His plan did not change any of it due to the changes just now, but he also wanted to see the reactions of Base No. 17 and Base No. 32. If the two bases closest to them were really willing to support them, then they could actually hold on until the third corpse tide ended.

Then at that time, Mu Shaoan would take the rest of the people to a base with the most potential to survive the last tide of corpses.

Before this, it was equivalent to base No. 21 attracting firepower for the rest of the bases and allowing them to develop with peace of mind. This is a strategy of using space to exchange time.

However, to implement this strategy, you have to see if the leaders of other bases have such courage, which is also the reason why he asks for support.

Support is one aspect, and judging the other person's vision and mind is one more important aspect.

At this time, 11990 had already contacted other bases. She deserved to have diplomatic talent and added points. After several calls, she first found the original leader of Base No. 17, which was the leader who had previously annexed Mu Shaoan's base.

"Mr. Mu, Mr. 11345 wants to talk to you in person."

"oh?"

Mu Shaoan was stunned, then came to the territory stone and said in a deep voice: "It's me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a low laughter sounding from the opposite side, and then a very calm voice with a somewhat rebellious man sounded: "Mr. Mu, from the name, you are very special. I appreciate your courage and are willing to give your base some support. Let's do this, a pistol, 50 bullets, what do you think?"

Mu Shaoan frowned slightly and said, "So, are you going to reject my proposal? You should understand the significance of our No. 21 base holding on to the first three corpse tides. I don't think you will be so unwise. If you can't even see this, you will not be qualified to talk to me."

"Haha, if I don't agree, Mr. Mu, will you come down with your hands and kill us yourself?" A jokey voice came from the opposite side.

"No, there will be someone else who kills you. 11345. I don't know what you have to rely on, and I can ignore my proposal, but I bet that you will not live in the midnight of the 28th day, and you have no idea what you will face? So now, I am willing to observe a silence for you in advance!"

Speaking of this, Mu Shaoan directly closed the call. He did not speak alarmistly or was not talking about the scene. Base No. 17 is in the south. In the past ten days, they must have found a better base, namely Base No. 38, and then thought they were smart enough to throw the burden on Base No. 21.

If it were normal, they would indeed have been able to successfully survive the 28th day.

But unfortunately, there is an eagle that may evolve into a type 5 virus evolution in the mountains to the southwest.

Mu Shaoan always felt that if there was an ultimate boss in this seven-day killing world, it would definitely be this eagle.

So, the more the man who was brought with him moved south, the greater the chance of encountering the eagle. As long as they were targeted, they would not want to survive.
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