zombie frenzy

Chapter 606 Gone
The Panther led his soldiers, stuck the signal jammer on the fence, flipped the switch, the red light came on, and the camera monitoring equipment more than ten meters around made a buzzing sound, swayed a few times and stopped running.

"Let's go." The panther whispered, bent over, and sprinted forward along the wall.

A few soldiers followed behind, their backpacks filled with various electronic devices, some were found in military camps, some were found in towns along the road, or components found in shops in Washington DC. Assembled by people's skillful hands, it becomes a variety of devices, many of which don't even have a casing, just a small circuit board with a battery hanging on it, and it's just functional.

Guo Fei and the others occupy the nearby rooftops. The houses are not high and the distance is not close, but there is still no problem in aiming at the White House in the distance.

In the night vision goggles, several figures were moving quickly by the fence, and the surroundings were eerily quiet. The strange screams of the zombies just now did not alarm the lunatics inside, but the monsters in the distance smelled the strong brains emitted here The breath, scrambling all the way, reoccupied the streets that they had cleaned up, and the number was several times higher than before.

"Are you sure?" Guo Fei asked softly.

The lieutenant colonel nodded, "Don't worry, we can definitely dig them out of the ground."

Not far away, the black panther had already returned to the main entrance, crouched by the fence, and waved his hand towards it.

The lieutenant colonel picked up the walkie-talkie and said in a low voice, "Advance, build a position."

Several teams of people and horses have been waiting by the side for a long time. After the order was conveyed, they glanced at each other, silently climbed over the fence and entered the lawn, bent over and trotted, stopped at the designated place, and then took out the The shovel quickly dug the turf, dug out a few individual pits in a short while, tamped the soil in front, and quickly lay down, pointing the muzzle of the gun at the white building in front of him.

The captains didn't get down in a hurry, and waited until the soldiers under them prostrated themselves on the ground, and then covered the soldiers with a large camouflage tarpaulin, and then tore apart the corpses they brought over, and disemboweled them. Pour out all the rotten internal organs inside, and see that everything is perfect, and then just tore a corner and turned in.

Seen from a distance, the flat lawn suddenly has some bumps, and it can't be seen clearly in the night, but I know that the color is a little different in those places, and there are some messy black spots on it, as if someone dropped something on it. There.

The Black Panthers had all evacuated to Guo Fei after finishing their work. The last captain squatted in front of the main entrance. Gu Lu swallowed his saliva and his breathing became short. He waved his hand and rushed forward with his subordinates.

The surrounding monitoring was all disturbed. If it was normal, the basement would have been alarmed long ago. But now, the group of staff members were lying in front of the screen, their eyes widened and they were nervously searching for figures in Times Square. The only screen showing the surrounding situation was blocked. It was left in the corner and left unattended, and it was divided into five or six pictures, which were constantly replaced and alternated, but at this time, they were extinguished one by one, turning into snowflakes.

A staff member walked by with a thick file folder, snorted, turned his head to look at those snowflake-like pictures, shook his head and said, "Damn monster, I gnawed off the cable again, and I don't know what happened to them. Do you like eating these copper wires so much?"

"Brigdon, take someone over there to have a look, there's another problem with the monitoring." The staff shouted to the side.

"No time, don't you see that I'm busy? Damn it, these devices are used too hard, no, I have to talk to the president, if this continues to be used, the spare parts will be gone soon. "Brigdon said grumblingly, squatting behind a machine and busying himself without raising his head.

It’s not the first time that the picture has a problem like this. After a while, some monsters will break the cable somehow. Maybe it’s the humming sound from the cable, maybe it’s the smell that makes them curious. After the second time, these people no longer take it seriously, especially now that everyone is busy searching for the enemy, and the machinery and equipment are running to the extreme, and no one cares about these small things, anyway, they are hiding in the deep Underground, even if zombies entered the White House lawn, they would not be able to do anything to them.

The last team quickly crossed the lawn, bent over and rushed in front of the white building. The captain stopped, turned around hesitantly, and looked at the almost invisible figure on the roof in the distance, with excitement and excitement Confused, he whispered, "Do it."

"Is it really going to be like this?" said one of the soldiers. "Damn it, I mean, is it the only way?"

"Yes, it's an antique." Another soldier echoed.

The captain looked around at his subordinates, all of them had strange faces. He took a few short breaths, gritted his teeth and said, "Do it, it's either his death or ours. Who do you choose? Let's do it."

The soldiers said no more, unloaded their backpacks, took out a packet of plastic bombs from inside, and finally glanced at the captain, the crowd quickly separated, and a few moved around quickly, sticking the plastic bombs to the wall pillars, The fuze is opened, and some of them break the window glass and turn it in, and quickly set it inside.

These people are veteran engineers. Before doing it, they have seen the photos of the White House and analyzed how to install the bomb. For these people, they can find the key support of the house with just a glance, let alone so many explosives. Even if only half of it is used, it can still be razed to the ground.

The figure entered the building. After a few soldiers were settled, they walked into the oval office, stared blankly for a while, pulled away the dusty chairs, and scrambled to sit for a while. They rushed out, and one of them took the person off guard and dropped the pen on the table into the pocket, holding back a smile, and left without looking back.

"Let's go."

The captain shouted, and a group of people bent over and left quickly, heading straight for Guo Fei. When they went upstairs, Larry turned to look at the panther and nodded. The panther took out a small remote control and pressed it. The light of the jammer on the side flickered for a while and slowly went out. The camera facing the outside at the door had long been turned inward, facing the white building, and started working again.

"It's on, damn it, it's probably because the wires are loose, there's been no one to maintain them for too many days, I guess I'll have to overhaul them all when I have free time in the future."

Brigdon, who came over to check the monitoring after finishing his work, heaved a sigh of relief, shook his head and said, just about to walk away, he stopped suddenly, blinked his eyes, and said to the previous staff member in doubt, "Come here, I will I seem to remember that this monitor is facing the outside of the gate, why is it facing?"

The staff walked over impatiently, "How is it possible, you mean that the zombies have nothing to do and dropped all the cameras?"

But after just looking at it, he was stunned, and said hesitantly, "How could it be like this if there is no one facing here? Could it be that zombies are really smart?"

"You're not smart enough to do this." Brigdon said, suddenly came to his senses, turned his head and shouted at the supervisor, "Head, something went wrong."

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden shaking of the feet, and the person hurriedly supported the table to barely stand still. Dust and sand fell from the top of the head, the underground lights flickered and flickered, and several screens fell off. They fell to pieces on the ground, and some staff screamed and fell from their chairs, making a mess.

"What happened?" The president hurried out from the next room, covered in dust and in a mess.

Several generals followed behind. Their straight uniforms were wrinkled, and some buttons were missing for some reason. They shouted nervously, "Quickly check, is someone dropping a nuclear bomb?"

Fortunately, this kind of vibration didn't last long, and it stopped after a few seconds. Except that the basement looked a little messy and there was a little more dust in the air, it didn't have any impact on the place.

The staff began to operate in panic, and the satellites in space began to shift urgently. Except for a few that continued to pay attention, the rest spewed flames and accelerated to the sky above Washington. In the surrounding mountains and hidden places, the radar quickly Searching, countless radio waves spread out, constantly sending back various information.

"Report to the general, there is nothing found." The supervisor strode up to the general and saluted.

"How is that possible?" the president said angrily, "Check, check again, is it the polar bear that dropped a nuclear bomb? Or is there some base that was captured by the enemy? Check it out right away, don't let any one go, Satellite, why hasn’t the satellite come over yet, what happened on it? I want to know the answer right away.”

The supervisor said with a bitter face, "No, the radar shows that there are no suspicious targets around, and the earthquake just now also shows that it cannot be a nuclear bomb. The satellite has been transferred, and we can get the image in 5 minutes."

"It's not a nuclear bomb?" The president sat down on the sofa with a sigh of relief, and turned to look at the generals. "What do you think? Could it be an earthquake?"

The generals looked at each other, shook their heads and said, "It can't be an earthquake. This place is not on the earthquake zone. Since there are no missiles and no earthquakes, maybe the nearby buildings have collapsed. It is estimated that any survivors will not be able to survive and detonate the building." .”

"Head, look here, God, look what they did." Brigdon yelled loudly, stood up straight, and kept staring at the screen while yelling.

Before the supervisor walked over, the staff next to him quickly projected the image on the screen over there to the big screen, and stopped after changing several times in a row.

The entire basement became silent in an instant, and all the people stared blankly, unable to believe the image they saw. The president suddenly fell from the sofa and raised his head in embarrassment. Beside him, several generals looked like No one saw it, no one helped him up, just turned his head, standing like a sculpture.

"This is an act of terrorists. Find them. These people are definitely nearby. Find them out. Secret Service, Secret Service. Organize immediately and go up to encircle and suppress them."

The president's eyes were red, he shouted hysterically, waved his hands, and sprayed saliva, spattering those generals for a year, but no one felt it, and still stared blankly at the screen.

On the screen, the white building that stood for more than 200 years turned into ruins at this time. Countless smoke and dust billowed into the sky, sand and stone whizzed down from the sky, and kept falling on the lawn. The three-story building was completely wiped off the map. Go, there is not even a little bit of ruins left, the picture in the camera, the ground is flattened, and the basement is completely revealed.

Several female staff members covered their faces and wept loudly. Some secret agents came in in a hurry, briefly chatted with the generals and then left in a hurry. The firearms were taken out of the security room by the supervisors and quickly distributed to each It’s just that, except for the busy ones, most of the rest are still stuck in a sluggish state. Even when receiving orders, they are typing on the keyboard while turning their heads to look at the big screen. There is no efficiency at all. .

(End of this chapter)