Chapter 228: : Armed Convoy and High Education

The wasteland in the north and the bitter winds of death continue to sweep and destroy the earth. The plague and death energy in it will cause great damage to any creature, and even shorten the original life of the creature.
But no matter how hard the environment is, creatures will always try to survive, and those who cannot survive have been brutally eliminated.
Although a large part of the creatures have already migrated to the southern region, they still choose to stay. Without exception, they are the tough guys, whether they are humans, demons or angels.
On the grey frozen waste soil, soaring dust and ice lifted up. It was a row of teams, rough and wild teams.
Da da da da da da!
There were gunshots and the people in the convoy were firing at random with no aim, and a wild laugh and yell.
The head was a remodeled unrecognized cargo truck, and the body was covered with additional iron armor, which was also welded with various spikes, rams or chainsaws.
There is an automatic turret on the roof of the car. Once any non-powerful vehicles or personnel are found, the large-caliber turret will automatically fire, whether you are a good citizen or a robber, but then again, even angels have started killing and setting fire this year By the way, where is there any justice and good people.
The truck pulled a container that was modified and heightened. This container was changed into a small metal building. Various turrets and shooting points emerged endlessly. This is a mobile fortress.
At the top is a platform on which is placed a rough iron throne, a man wearing a thick black leather jacket sits on it, and next to the throne lies a couple of exposed women.
The gunfire just came out here. The armed young men standing on the platform are shouting against the cold wind. Are they holding up the firearms in their hands or the heavy machine gun installed on the edge of the platform hitting a shuttle?
On both sides of the giant truck, followed by a dozen small self-modified armored vehicles, some pickups, some cars, and several Wuling Hongguang, covered with armor, the windows and trunk were completely sealed, leaving only the shooting port and access Car door.
In this way, he ran wildly and met several small-scale convoys along the way. They were all overturned by the front, destroyed by rockets, and shot by machine guns into sieves. The men killed and the women were taken away.
This is the cold wasteland in the north. Everything here is more wild and cruel than the endless ruins in the south. Every creature that lives here is a veteran of war and a soldier of steel.
"Boss, that Refuge No. 1 wanted to come to recruit our biggest convoy a few days ago, and the North Star blasted people away, haha."
The strong man sitting on the throne took a sip and said, "That group of garbage that only dares to hide in the underground refuge in the south, and wants to greet us? Really his head was hit by a car." The nearest woman by her side started rubbing her way.
The hugged woman immediately smiled happily, voluntarily catering to the man's gesture, but the darkness in her eyes proved that she was not a human but a female demon.
But what about this, for this group of northern cold-wandering wanderers, demons are no different from humans.
"Boss, there seems to be a refuge on our side? When do you go to play one down and play? I heard that the people inside are all people before the apocalypse. Those chicks must be playing hard enough, haha."
At this moment, a young man wearing thin iron armor quickly ran up and gasped at the man on the throne.
"Boss, I found something in front, some ... um ... a little strange, you should go and see for yourself."
The man frowned, pushed away the woman in his arms, got up from the rough iron throne, and strode to the edge of the platform.
The huge armed convoy has stopped at the moment, distributed in a circle, surrounding the strange area in the middle.
The man looked at the scene in front, and he was stunned, because he had never seen such a scene.
Dozens of steel spikes were erected on the ground, some of them were extremely huge, like a dark tower.
Above each spike, there is a corpse wearing a creature, there are humans, demons, flesh ghost monsters, and angels.
"Grass ... What the is this? Even angels have been pulled to skewers?"
The leader of the team murmured by the platform.
Weng. . . Weng. . . Weng. . .
The sounds of low and heavy Weng sounded again, and they did not disperse on the wasteland.
"All vigilance!" As the men shouted, members of the armed convoys pulled out their weapons and prepared for battle.
Weng! ! !
The surface lines of dozens of steel spikes, like instant electricity, flowed in a blue light, like led lights, like blood vessels.
The corpses pierced by the spikes shuddered, and they looked as if they had been electrocuted.
then. . .
They came to life again, in another twisted, unprecedented form.
The human corpse puppets quickly rolled themselves down from the spikes, their bodies became like twisted flesh and blood monsters, but they were harder than flesh and blood monsters, and their gray skin was like steel, flowing blue Electric wires replaced blood vessels, and even blue light flashed in both eyes.
The puppets roared and rushed towards the enemy in front.
The corpses of the demons were twisted into bloated monsters with a height of more than two meters, all covered with dark green evil tumors. They walked slowly, and their bodies were also covered with current vessels, and they were automatically released under the stimulation of the line. Holding a circle of evil fire, burning the enemies around, while raising his right hand, releasing a fireball of evil energy at the enemy.
Angels have the fewest corpses, but the monsters transformed by them are also the most powerful.
These angels are still roughly the same as they were before they died, but the skin is extremely dry, the blood vessels or the original circuit structure is replaced by a new blue light circuit, and a pair of wings are automatically displayed. It is bare, without a feather. Withered and bald wings.
But they can still use the holy light. It seems that the line with blue electro-optical flow successfully confuses the spiritual core inside the angel and makes the core think that the unit has not died, thus maintaining the state of forced opening and operation.
The armed convoy is defeating. Although their members are fighting bravely and resisting vigorously, they are still not the opponents of this reborn tribal united army.
Then their bodies were also pierced on the steel spikes and became the material for the next wave of transformation.
The man standing on the platform at the top of the truck just wanted to open his mouth to order retreat, but before he opened his mouth, an unfamiliar spirit whispered suddenly filled his mind.
In the air, a mysterious man with a jet in the back was suspended in the air. He slowly took off the hood covering his head, exposing the bowl-shaped container around his neck and the brain soaked in transparent glass.
On the platform, the team leader stood and shivered for a while, the expression on his face kept changing, and it seemed that he had experienced all kinds of emotions in a flash.
Finally, from the neck to the face, the blue current began to appear in the blood vessels, and his eyes were also stained with electro-blue, slightly flashing.
Successful education.
The leader of the team at this moment, UU reading www.uukanshu.com seemed to suddenly find a fanatical life goal for which he could be a fan, and a 360-degree change in thinking.
He pulled out the pistol in his waist, turned around and banged a few shots, and killed the younger brother on the platform and the women on the throne.
Then he quietly watched the container mysterious person slowly land on the platform.
"Welcome, fellow citizens with the highest talent, you understand the knowledge and truth brought to you by the Supreme Education. Now, let us do our best for this cause."
The voice of the container brain is transmitted through the speaker of the bowl-shaped chassis, with a strong electronic sound.
The man nodded steadily, and the previous state of hanger Lang completely disappeared.
"Yes, for our cause and truth, we will bring this world to life again!"
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