Chapter 266 (1/2)

What is Lu Chuan's biggest chip?

In fact, it's the identity of the soldiers in their own hands. They are zombies, not people. To put it bluntly, these zombies are just zombies in human skin. They are living human zombies under the camouflage system.

No matter how they change, they are still zombies.

Before they were exposed, they were people in the eyes of their opponents.

As long as a person is hit by a flat antiaircraft gun and hit by a heavy sniper gun, how can he survive? From the telescope, it is not difficult to see that some of the explosions broke in two.

It is using this one that Lu Chuan will let them know what hell is.

The zombies' instructions to Lu Chuan are carried out thoroughly. As long as they are hit, they directly enter the state of pretending to be dead. They don't need to be vivid. After all, some of them are mortal injuries. They can just fall down.

Like the small details of holding a gun in your hand, who will seriously pay attention to them here?

No matter how bright the flare is, it can't be the same as the line of sight during the day.

As the other side's armored vehicles and tanks approached, the mercenaries of more than 400 helmet mounted mercenaries, in their eyes, could not live any more.

If only this is the case, Lu Chuan may not adopt the strategy of pretending to be dead.

Don't forget, Lu Chuan is here.

”There was a premeditation, wasn't it?”

Staying three kilometers away, Lu Chuan, through a telescope, watched the emergence of a large number of anti armed forces. One of the better dressed and equipped troops also appeared in the encirclement. At a glance, Lu Chuan knew that the other side was not from the armed forces.

The reason is very simple, well-equipped is one, the key is that these people's skin color, white accounted for the majority, then black and yellow people.

With these characteristics, we can know that they must be mercenaries.

In this war-torn land, mercenaries are totally rich or women, regardless of whether you represent justice or evil. As long as you have enough dollars, they can work for you.

In a flash, Lu Chuan wanted to understand the joints.

Helmet mounted mercenaries apparently moved the cake of the majority and were then united to set up this bureau through cooperation with the armed forces. Because of Xia min's carelessness, will fall into this trap.

Unfortunately

If it's a real mercenary, they get it.

It's a pity that this time they met a helmet mounted mercenary. Did they know the secret of this mercenary before? With the fact that Lu Chuan is here again, this battle is far from over.

To understand these joints, Lu Chuan showed a cold look.

Ever since they attacked helmeted mercenaries like this, they've been looking for death. Lu Chuan is not allowed to reveal the secret of helmet mounted mercenaries. All those who have seen him will die.

After the end of the world, Lu Chuan's heart will not be like modern people, can not see blood.

If someone else had not experienced the ferocity and cruelty of the last world, he would have been kind-hearted or unable to make up his mind. After all, this is a living person, and the number is more than a thousand.

But in Lu Chuan's eyes, there is no such idea.

Zombies in the end of the world are all formed by people under the infection of the virus. Killing zombies is no different from killing people. As time goes by, Lu Chuan is numb, killing people will not feel the same.

Lu Chuan disappeared, but appeared in the last age.

In the warehouse of the biochemical factory, one of the best troops under his command is staying in the warehouse.

Two hundred lickers, two hundred hellhounds.

Hellhounds are equipped with vehicles, but this is not a problem, because when they are brought to modern times, the vehicles on them will prompt that they need not be carried. Once Lu Chuan denies, these vehicles will be left behind automatically.

Thirty Tyrants, they stand in front of Luchuan like an iron tower, shocking.

Lu Chuan stands in front of them, but is the position of its thigh root.

The tyrant's appearance is really appalling, especially its heart is directly exposed to the outside. It seems to be a weakness, but when you really think so, it is wrong. If you blow its heart, it will only think that it was bitten by a mosquito, which is insignificant.

Lu Chuan took a look at the funds. Before that, there were more than 70 million yuan left. With the 50 million US dollars transferred by Xia min, after converting into the current exchange rate, it was 330 million yuan.

In other words, Lu Chuan can now use 410 million yuan of funds.

A licker load camouflage system is 400000, 200 is 80 million. Two hundred hellhounds, 60 million. Thirty Tyrants, fifteen million.

Even if Lu Chuan brought all the zombies here to modern times, it would be only 150 million.

For Lu Chuan, who has a support of 400 million yuan, the pressure is not great.

”Make two hundred lickers.”

”Make 200 hellhounds.””Make fifty tyrants.”

Lu Chuan did not hesitate to give instructions to biochemical plants immediately. In a moment, 160 million million were deducted, and then the quiet manufacturing workshop roared and entered the manufacturing process.

It is impossible to make them in the short term, but Lu doesn't care because the newly built corpse will serve in the last.

The corpse that is staying in the warehouse is the target that Lu Chuan is carrying now.