The Daily Life of a Zombie Cultivator

Hey, hey, hey.

Those are armor-piercing rounds, be careful!

Hide!

Heavy machine guns, hey bro and sis!

Special code.

I'm still angry.

Xiao Jiang took several deep breaths and tried to close her eyes to feel better.

But it would have been better if she hadn't glanced at it. Just a glance to the side, about three or four hundred meters away, she saw a small creature stealthily flying towards the battlefield...

What is that thing?

...Airplane Man?

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On the military's side at this moment.

In fact, before setting off today, Chen Shaojie had already made contingency plans regarding the enemy's appearance, abilities, and condition.

Through the long-tongued monster, and two types of mutants.

Analyze the possible states that the other party may be in.

Therefore, he instructed the commando team to carry some special equipment in case of any unexpected situations.

but.

Despite being mentally prepared.

When Chen Shaojie saw this burly monster with his own eyes, it had withstood several tank shells and still stood up.

I was still quite shocked.

To know.

Even a brigade-level officer, or a C-level superhuman, rarely survives a direct hit from multiple artillery shells.

But the one in front of me.

and many more.

What is it holding in its hand?

Through the billowing smoke, Chen Shaojie could vaguely see that the other party was holding up a square, long, rectangular object in front of him.

Suddenly.

A single rocket-propelled grenade flew to the monster's front.

It was clearly visible that the person on the other side raised something in their hand, blocking the flames of the explosion from view.

and so.

Is this the thing that helped it withstand so many attacks?

Chen Shaojie breathed a small sigh of relief.

After all, there is a fundamental difference between relying on external forces and relying on one's own strength.

And now, we want to deal with this guy.

All we need to do is figure out how to get around this 'shield'.

As for what the 'shield' is and what material it is made of.

We'll study it again after we finish playing and go back.

And so.

Seeing that the monster had already entered the danger zone, Chen Shaojie composed himself.

"Second Squad, prepare the minefield!"

"Have!"

...

"Third squad, disperse and take positions, anti-tank missiles, phased attack!"

"Roger that!"

...

"Armored squad, armor-piercing rounds!"

"Yes!"

...

"First squad, assist the rescue team in removing the injured."

"Fight to the death!"

In an instant, the second wave of concentrated attacks hit the monster.

"boom!"

"Da da da!"

Because the attacks were staggered and wide-range, the giant long-tongued monster was forced to retreat even with its 'shield' blocking it.

The monster was about to be engulfed by artillery fire.

Suddenly.

Chen Shaojie heard the shouts coming from the walkie-talkie.

"Report!"

"Situation detected at the five o'clock position!"

I heard this sound.

He immediately turned his head and picked up the binoculars to look.

What they saw was a person with only half a body, carrying a propeller, flying towards them.

No.

That wasn't being carried on one's back.

That is…

The scene he had seen on the hotel's surveillance footage yesterday instantly flashed into Chen Shaojie's mind.

Same clothes, same hat.

and so…

"Commandos!"

"Take it down!"

Then.

Under his command, a squad quickly changed direction and fired two anti-aircraft missiles at the object flying in the air.

"Whoa!"

"boom!"

Under Chen Shaojie's watchful eye, the guy was blown to pieces by two missiles.

It plummeted from the sky.

It was clear that a single blow would be fatal.

Chen Shaojie stopped paying attention and focused his attention on the monster that was being suppressed by this side.

But only a short while had passed.

An urgent report came through the walkie-talkie.

"Report!"

"Something's wrong with Class One!"

"Some team members couldn't control their bodies!"

The words had barely left his mouth when...

The person on the walkie-talkie suddenly shouted:

"quick!"

"Stop him!"

"Don't let him take... *slap slap*!"

Two gunshots rang out over the walkie-talkie.

In an instant.

Chen Shaojie's expression changed.

He frowned, picked up his binoculars, and looked at the position of the class behind him.

I saw the same group of people who had just been taking care of the wounded.

There are only a few people left standing now.

And right under his gaze.

A soldier, holding a knife with the blade facing himself, stabbed himself in great fear and resistance.

As a veteran who has served in the superhuman special operations team for several years.

At this moment, how could I not know?

Their team has been targeted by a control-type superhuman.

He immediately realized it.

This was probably done by the person who just flew over.

If we don't catch him.

The enemy will definitely follow up by targeting his troops like a leech.

We will gradually erode their fighting capacity.

Chen Shaojie would not allow such a situation to occur.

The failure of the mission is not allowed.

But the problem now is...

If we can spare some of our strength to deal with the one at the back of the team.

Then the one who was attacked earlier will probably not be able to suppress it.

In this dilemma.

Chen Shaojie turned on the walkie-talkie.

"All units, report your ammunition levels!"

"Second Squad... 22 magazines, 20 grenades, electric grid energy 43%..."

"Third Squad... 33 magazines, 35 grenades, 4 anti-tank missiles, 1 thermobaric bomb..."

"Armored squad..."

...

moment.

After he listened to all the reports...

The arrangement was made in just two seconds.

however.