Global Games: AFK In Zombie Apocalypse Game
Intruder troop

"Liu Huiying had made a small portion of the silver bullet a special secret pattern. The number is not large, so we need to save some."

Zhou Lei nodded, and checked the supplies at the low table one by one.

Immediately, he picked up a Bible on the table, reached out and pressed the front of the Bible, whispering softly.

A faint light appeared on Zhou Lei's palm.

Fang Heng glanced at Zhou Lei curiously.

Talent skills are magicians?

Why didn't he choose to go to the end of the blood race with targeted talent skills?

What's he doing in the zombie apocalypse?

After Zhou Lei finished praying, he poured eight glasses of water one by one.

"This is holy water after the spell. It has a certain restraining effect on the blood race. After drinking it, it can limit the blood race damage to us."

Everyone took their glasses of water and drank them all in one gulp.

Fang Heng also took the cup.

Before handing it to his mouth, Fang Heng instinctively rejected it.

By the way, he is also a blood clan...

Fang Heng thought to himself, and put the water glass aside.

Only Fang Heng did not drink water, and everyone looked at him suspiciously.

"Uhuk uhuk." Fang Heng coughed lightly, and explained: "I'm not good at fighting, I'm just a supporter, stop drinking."

Zhou Lei did not insist, he nodded, poured a bottle of ice cola for physical recovery, and continued to make props on the table.

Fang Heng yawned and asked, "Master Wu, is what I want ready?"

"Well, what you want is a little rare, and it takes a little effort."

Wu Xingwen recalled Fang Heng, and what he wanted was impressive.

Although he did not know the true purpose of the stone cutter, the Federation was still trying its best to meet Fang Heng's needs, and it took a lot of effort to get the mower.

"The W-23 large stone cutters were manufactured by the Meteor Company, but needed to be ignited before they could be used."

Wu Xingwen took a large cutting machine 1.5 meters long from his backpack and placed it heavily on the table.

"Also, it's a small generator and a voltage regulator."

Fang Heng walked up to the table, reached out to pick up the large cutter, and placed it before his eyes to play and observe.

a good!

With that, he could cut two pieces of the first generation meteorite and stuff them into his backpack.

One is used for occult research, and the other is used for capital preservation.

Fang Heng could not guarantee whether the plan to connect the teleportation channel to the eighth server would work.

If the plan fails then, at least one first-generation meteorite can be brought back to complete the main task.

It's finished!

"That's great. With that, the success rate of our operation can be increased by at least half."

"Stone cutter?" Nie Feiran came over curiously, and looked at Fang Heng suspiciously, "Fang Heng, are you serious? Are you sure he can help us with this mission?"

"Of course, let me tell you, this thing has a great effect ..."

Wu Xingwen watched as Fang Heng easily lifted the stone cutting machine with one hand, and inevitably felt moved.

He himself was a fighting player of the power system.

After a long time of training by the Federation, there were seven skill books related to strength, so it could easily lift the stone cutter with one hand.

Judging from the way Fang Heng mentioned it so easily, his strength attribute was definitely not low!

Therefore, the words "help the player" Fang Heng also deceived the ghosts!

Maybe he needs a stone cutter for special purposes.

"Excuse me, everyone, time is limited, let me introduce you to the upcoming original plan."

"Still 1 hour and 12 minutes before dawn. As soon as dawn breaks, the Federation will immediately launch an attack on the research institute. Back then, we would approach the research institute from the other side under the guise of a federal branch team."

"Through the teleportation ability of Nie Feiran's group, we directly passed through the external defense of the research institute and teleported to the inside of the building."

"Then, we figure out a way to destroy the transmission line."

Wu Xingwen gave an overview of the plan and asked, "Do you have any questions or something to add?"

In silence, Fang Heng slowly raised his hand.

"Please say."

"Isn't it a bit risky to barge in directly?"

"Indeed, there's a big risk in our plan. After the teleportation further enters the inside of the research institute, we also need to adjust to the situation. Now that time is running out, this is also a helpless move."

Wu Xingwen nodded and said, "Fang Heng, if you have a better plan, you can propose it."

"Actually, I have a friend who also knows a little about the Institute. It is said that there is an underground waterway leading to the Institute."

"It's true there's an underground waterway leading to the research institute, but we don't have time to find the entrance to the underground waterway right now, he said, and the assessment team believes that the night owl has safely closed all the sewer entrances most likely."

"It's okay, my friend has a solution, he's been helping us break through the closed gutter."

Wu Xingwen raised his eyebrows in surprise, and chased after, "Fang Heng, how sure are you?"

"Ten, guarantee to complete the task."

Wu Xingwen acted decisively, he thought quickly, nodded and said, "OK, do as you say, we'll sneak in directly through the gutter."

"Since we directly use the underground waterway, we don't have to wait until dawn, we can start now!"

…

Under the cover of the night, everyone came out of the temporary camp.

With the help of the night vision ability of the blood clan, Fang Heng realized the current tragedy of the outer battlefield.

At night, the vampires leave the research institute, ignore the players of the peripheral federation, and approach the frontline battlefield to meet.

The Federation was underestimated by Ye Xiao to the Blood Race.

But the Federation has nothing to do with it.

The defense ability of the research institute was extremely strong, coupled with the abuse of a large number of blood races, they could not enter at all, they could only hide in the temporary defensive line.

Forcibly attacking would only bear greater losses.

They could only stay in their positions, clear the blood race edge, and prepare to wait until dawn before launching an attack.

"follow me."

Red lights enveloped Fang Heng's pupils.

After identifying the direction clearly at night, Fang Heng led the players towards the entrance of the waterway.

Immediately, by the river bank, Fang Heng found the entrance to the sewer.

Fang Heng had rich experience in sewer activities.

He took out a face towel sprayed with perfume from his backpack, put it on his face, and led it into the sewer.

The other players looked at each other, and followed Fang Heng's example, made a face veil and wore it on their faces, and followed them one by one.

At first she did not think so, but after following Fang Heng for a while, Wu Xingwen discovered that Fang Heng seemed to be very familiar with the sewer, as if he had passed through it hundreds of times.

Even more bizarrely, along the way, Wu Xingwen was prepared to face an emergency at any time.

But until now, they had not even found half a zombie creature.

This is so abnormal!

"Fang Heng, is this your first time here?"

"certain."

Nie Feiran was also curious and asked, "But it seems like you are very familiar with this place?"