The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

Chapter 1062 High-Mutation Zombies?

"Ten of these things can't compare to one bear cub!"

Zhang Su muttered to himself, took a deep breath, and accelerated his fighting movements...

Bear cubs and black bears have now become units for measuring combat strength. If they were alive, they would surely feel a mix of emotions.

No one on the aircraft carrier expected that the turn of events would be due to the arrival of just one person!
When the helicopter arrived, no one expected such a dramatic change to occur, since a helicopter's carrying capacity is too limited, able to carry only a dozen or so people at full capacity!
Who would have thought that a true strongman only needs to be one person!
One by one, the zombies in the battle were dealt with, and more and more crippled zombies lay on the ground, spewing steam. There were also some severely injured zombies whose steam had all escaped from their bodies, howling like dead fish. If it weren't for the mysterious person's instructions, everyone would have liked to finish them off with one blow.

As time went on, only the maintenance area remained unresolved on the aircraft carrier. However, at that moment, another batch of zombies was brought up by the elevator...

In the past, the humans would have felt a deep sense of despair, but now an endless fighting spirit surged in their hearts, and their lost courage returned. More than two hundred people shouted "Kill!" and charged towards the jumping and leaping zombies.

These people are smart; they know they don't need to kill them. They just need to hold off these newly arrived zombies until the mysterious person over there deals with the remaining steam zombies and then comes to their aid!
"This person... is incredibly skilled. Where did this expert come from?"

Old K was panting heavily. His combat suit was torn, and he had injuries of varying degrees to his neck, chest, and thighs. Too many people had rushed over to the other side of the elevator to steal a moment to catch their breath.

A fellow combatant from the LK camp, resting his hands on his knees, said wearily, "I don't know, their combat power is simply...like Iron Man. I heard before that there was a guy in Jicheng who could break rebar with one palm, but compared to him, they seem insignificant!"

"With this kind of strength, I would believe it if you said he was the number one warrior in the Celestial Empire. Could he be a big shot from the Beijing Security Battalion?"

In everyone's mind, there is still some fantasy about the capital city, believing that the sacred area there has the means to resist disasters, and that the mysterious person in front of them should come from there!
If the creator general knew what these people were thinking, he would definitely laugh out loud...

"Sword Immortal, what do you think of this older brother's strength?"

In another group of people, someone approached the white-haired old man and secretly asked him a question.

The old man wielding the sword, his chest heaving, paused in his breath upon hearing the person beside him speak. He shook his head at his companion with a very serious expression and said, "Never mention the words 'Sword Immortal' on an aircraft carrier! Remember, remember!"

What kind of strength does he have? He can take down a "friend" with one blow. But he needs to go back and forth with several sword strikes to deal with a steam zombie. If he is a sword immortal, then what is this person? A hammer immortal among immortals!

As people were discussing the matter, a helicopter slowly rose up and sputtered away in the direction it had come from.

"I'm so frustrated. I don't think I'll be in any danger. I'm unhappy..."

"Woof woof..."

"squeak."

On the helicopter, Wang Xin watched the aircraft carrier sail away with reluctance. After refueling, he would hurry to the navigator to bring the main force over!
This made Wang Xin, Good Luck, and Lightning very frustrated.

White and McCree didn't have any particular emotions. They didn't have any special talents, so they just had to follow orders!
"Brother Xin, let's be honest, this isn't just about what you think, it's about what Brother Su thinks! The aircraft carrier is too chaotic, really, too damn chaotic. We'd better not add to Brother Su's troubles!"

Wu Baokang's expression was unusually solemn. So many low-mutation zombies, the quantitative change led to the qualitative change, they were not to be trifled with, unless one had the strength of Zhang Su to break through the qualitative change!
"There's something I still don't understand. Why did Brother Su... he made his move ahead of time? I thought we were going to wait until we were both badly injured before we made our move!"

Wang Xin looked at the gradually blurring aircraft carrier, turned around and asked the question that had been bothering him.

White and McCree couldn't understand the conversation either, so they sat to the side staring at the dog and hamster.

After pondering for a moment, Wu Baokang said, "I think Brother Su should... never mind, never mind, I won't say anything more. You can go around telling everyone that Brother Su is causing me trouble." "No, absolutely not!" Wang Xin swore.

"I think Brother Su acted ahead of time for three reasons. First, to save their lives, establish a positive image, and prepare for recruiting survivors. Second, to use their remaining strength to fight against the unknown situation on the aircraft carrier. The third reason is similar to the first one; the debt of saving their lives is not insignificant, so they can't possibly fight us for the aircraft carrier again, can they?"

After Wu Baokang's analysis, Wang Xin nodded repeatedly, never expecting that this foul-mouthed mercenary was so knowledgeable about human nature!
"Old Wu, I never would have guessed! You've definitely got some skills to become the deputy commander of the elite legion!"

Wang Xin gave a thumbs-up in sincere approval.

Wu Baokang waved his hand tactfully and laughed, "It's nothing, nothing at all, haha. This is just between the two of us, so please don't tell anyone else!"

"Don't worry, even if I tell you, Brother Su won't hold it against me."

"Hey, you..."

……

……

"what!"

Suddenly, five or six combatants from the group besieging the horde of zombies on the aircraft carrier deck were swept away by a brutal physical attack, shattering the encirclement.

Bang, bang, plop...

The group landed one after another, falling hard, but not to the point of being unable to get up. They quickly stood up, rubbing their injuries with expressions of fear on their faces.

"what happened?"

"I don't know... Holy crap, look at that zombie, that one's different!"

"Seriously, what the hell is this monster? Big Black..."

People looked at the scattered crowd and the horde of corpses. Among them was a steam zombie with reddish-black skin, which was taller and stronger than its peers, but not to the point of standing out from the crowd.

Steam was spewing out from under my feet, but for some reason I couldn't jump up. Rings of white mist were dissipating from around my toes.

"This place is yours to handle!"

Zhang Su glanced at it briefly, then immediately ran towards the newly emerged group of zombies. He suspected that the red-black-skinned zombie was a real mutated zombie, or a highly mutated zombie!

If it's really on par with fire-breathing zombies and ice zombies, then the danger level is off the charts, but it's also a treasure trove!
"Hey, buddy, okay..."

"There are only a few left, is that not enough for us?"

"That big shot crippled over two hundred mutants, we can't be that useless, can we? Kill!"

The remaining dozens of combatants mustered their last remaining strength and surrounded the remaining seven or eight steam zombies, determined not to cause trouble for the others. With seven or eight people fighting one, it wouldn't be difficult to cripple or kill them!
(End of this chapter)