One Thousand One Hundred and Fifty-Eight Are You a Shit Eater?

The charred land in the south stretched to the horizon as far as the eye could see, and several large trucks came rushing towards them, dragging the 30 corpses.

Liu Shasha quickly led the members of the medical team to stand on both sides of the road, preparing to receive the corpse in the car.

The first car stopped. Zhan Lian, covered in blood, opened the door and rushed out of the driver's seat of the truck. Among the people in white coats swarming up, he roared loudly:

"Where is the person responsible for monitoring??? Where is he?"

An Ran, who was beside the map, quickly ran over, hugged Zhan Lian, and asked anxiously:

"What's wrong with you? There's blood all over your body. Are you injured?"

Zhan Lian was so angry that he trembled. He picked up An Ran's shoulders and moved An Ran's body to the side, so that he wouldn't be in the way of killing people!

His sharp and angry gaze locked on the car monitoring the enemy's situation. He walked over and without saying a word, he raised his hand and threw a silver chain out, hitting the car door. The experts inside were so frightened that they all covered their heads. A look of fear.

"I'm leading the people in front to fight to the death. Are you people eating shit? Are you eating shit?"

Zhan Lian stared, his daughter's disappearance already made him feel bad. These experts, euphemistically called monitoring the enemy's situation, but the intelligence was reported to the front line very quickly and sometimes too late. If it was faster, the fire and water elements would retreat. It's faster, and Zhan Lian and others kill the mutated animals more calmly.

Later, the casualties of the fire and water elements in the front will be greater. When Zhan Lian leads the people to rush forward, the fire, water, metal and power users will fight into a ball, and those water elements with crispy skin will , it hangs up after just a few tossing. Zhan Lian requires both rescuing people and killing monsters, and the workload has doubled.

Don't blame him for being so angry that he wanted to kill several experts in the monitoring team!

"Tell you what! You bastards, if you are too slow to pass on the information from the past, you will lose your life one by one. I have to kill you before I die!!!"

Cursing, Zhan Lian whipped the car door again, dragged out an expert from the monitoring team, grabbed the expert's collar, and shouted:

"Did you hear that? Talk!!!"

"I heard it, I heard it!"

The experts from the monitoring team nodded quickly. Facing an evil god with blood all over his face, it was impossible not to nod!

An Ran, who was standing behind Zhan Lian, frowned and heard Liu Shasha whisper in the crowd:

"Why are you so angry? You're so fierce."

An Ran turned his head and glanced at Liu Shasha coldly. Liu Shasha was startled and quickly ran to the truck to help carry the body.

After glaring Liu Shasha away, An Ran said to Chen Chaogong standing beside him:

"There are indeed fewer people in the monitoring team, and there are also fewer drones. Please supervise and ask Baihua City to make more drones as soon as possible. The road to the end of the world is difficult, so don't embarrass those who are working hard to clear the way. People."

"Okay, I'll contact Fatty immediately."

Chen Chaogong ran away in a hurry to contact Fatty.

Zhan Lian, who had yelled a lot, suppressed his anger a little. Seeing that the people in the surveillance team were frightened by him, he walked over to An Ran, took An Ran's hand, and walked over. On the other hand, with some lingering anger, but trying his best to restrain himself, he asked in a low voice:

"Have you slept well these days?"

"fine."

An Ran nodded, stretched out his hand, and wiped the blood from Zhan Lian's face with his snow-white fingers, and whispered:

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine."