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In the corner of the villa hall, two Hydra gunmen stood straight, hearing such insulting remarks to the former leader of Hydra.

They pointed their guns at Killian angrily, ready to fire at any time.

"Put down the guns!"

Rumlow ordered hurriedly.

The two loyal Hydra soldiers reluctantly moved their guns away after hearing the order, still staring at Killian.

Killian didn't care about the murderous eyes of the Hydra soldiers at all, he was more concerned about how to break through the zombie defense line.

"Can your drones transmit information to the Umbrella base?"

Hearing this question, Rumlow shook his head and said, "No, the farthest control distance of the micro-drone is only ten kilometers, and it can't reach the Umbrella base 17 kilometers away."

Killian fell silent. They couldn't use drones to transmit messages 7 kilometers ahead. The zombie army was not a decoration.

In the central area of ​​the zombie army, hold on to a building bunker and wait for the drone to deliver the message and bring support.

This plan has too much uncertainty. If one fails to hold, or if the support arrives, the whole army will be destroyed.

Therefore, they had no choice but to force their way through the zombie army.

Although they thought they were strong, facing hundreds of thousands of zombies, no one was sure.

Early the next morning.

Gray-brown cumulonimbus clouds accumulated in the sky, and it seemed that a radioactive rain was about to fall.

The temperature was minus 5 degrees Celsius, and the chimney of the townhouse was still emitting a faint white mist.

Rumlow and others gathered around a solid wooden dining table and took out all the remaining food for breakfast.

The military compressed biscuits and energy bars tasted bland, but this was probably their last breakfast, and no one would be too picky.

Their plan was simple, using a few strong winter soldiers to open the way, and the others were under the cover of the winter soldiers.

Save physical strength in the early stage, and rely on your own ability in the later stage. If you rush through the zombie defense line, you will live, and if you can't, you will die.

It's that simple!

Ten minutes later.

After quickly finishing the food reserves, Killian barely ate half full, and followed Rumlow and others out of the townhouse.

They planned a detailed assault route, a zombie defense line of more than ten kilometers, with a few scattered buildings and shelters on the road.

"May God bless you!"

Before setting off, Rumlow, who was born in Hydra, prayed to God.

Killian's face was solemn: "They are coming!"

As the group slowly approached, the sparse zombies outside the zombie defense line in the distance had already smelled the smell of humans, and began to rush over here with a roar.

"Act according to the plan!"

Rumlow reminded.

The movement of using hot weapons in the early stage was too loud, so we had to use cold weapons to open the way first, and try to advance forward silently.

The back couldn't hold on, and the assault speed had to be pulled to the fastest when using hot weapons to open the way.

When the ammunition was exhausted in the end, it entered the sprint stage, and the fearless Hydra death soldiers and winter soldiers would use their lives to forcibly open a way.

After hearing the instructions of the superior, the thirteen fully armed Hydra soldiers did not use hot weapons.

They each held a military dagger, and together with the six winter soldiers, they began to intercept the rushing zombies with cold weapons in close combat.

"Puff puff puff!"

The sharp dagger cut across the ugly zombie's neck, splashing out blood fountains.

These well-trained soldiers were very easy to deal with clumsy zombies, and soon solved this batch of more than a dozen zombies.

Afterwards, Rumlow and others continued to advance silently.

8 o'clock in the morning, Umbrella North American Base.

The black armed soldiers in the base park patrolled the city walls and military fortresses on a daily basis.

It was another ordinary morning.

Carl was having breakfast with Wanda and Gwen.

In front of the exquisite mahogany dining table, the two women seemed a little uncomfortable, both buried their heads and only cared about eating the ham sandwiches in front of them.

Last night, Carl successfully achieved the three-star achievement, and threw Wanda, Gwen and Ada Wang on a Simmons bed and fiddled with them at will.

After a night of absurdity, the radiant Ada Wang went to work, while Gwen and Wanda were still a little shy.

After a quick breakfast, Gwen, who was uncomfortable, got up and left first.

"Boss, I'm going to visit my family. It won't delay my work."

After that, Gwen, wearing a white professional skirt, walked out of the suite with her slender black silk legs and red-bottomed high heels.

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Watching the golden ponytails disappear in her eyes, Wanda breathed a sigh of relief. The atmosphere just now was too awkward.

It was all Carl's fault. After making herself dizzy last night, he secretly carried a woman in from outside the bedroom door.

The lights were not on at the time, and it was impossible to see who it was in the dark environment.

I was confused and thought it was Ada's sister. Although I didn't want to take advantage of Carl, it was not the first time and I didn't have the strength to care.

As a result, when I heard the familiar cry of the girl later, Wanda felt something was wrong, but it was too late.

When she woke up in the morning, she and Gwen looked at each other in the eyes, which was so awkward!

Until now, Wanda still glanced at Carl with resentment.

"Aren't you busy preparing for the vaccine serum recently? How do you have time to pick up girls every day?"

Vaccine serum, in fact, Carl felt that the zombie crisis had completed its mission, and the Avengers should soon develop the T virus serum.

Therefore, it is time for Umbrella to harvest the last wave of leeks and take out the T virus serum in advance.

This way, they can gain benefits and improve their reputation.

Obviously, they won twice again this time!

Carl, who was behind the table, was smoking a cigarette. Seeing Wanda was a little jealous, he smiled and said:

"Don't think I seem to be idle every day. In fact, I do a lot of things behind my back."

Wanda curled her lips and said in a faint tone: "You have done a lot behind Sister Gwen!"

Carl: "???"

When did this girl become so good?

Carl was thinking about the deep meaning of Wanda's words, and a holographic screen was projected above the table.

The childish voice of the Red Queen sounded.

[Boss, there are superpowers outside the base]

On the holographic screen, Rumlow, six winter soldiers, and Killian, who was glowing red, were forcing their way through the endless zombie army.

Wanda looked at the holographic screen and asked curiously, "It seems that they are coming for the base?"

Carl was a little surprised. He had also heard about the big moves of the Avengers in the past few days.

Pierce, the big villain, was confirmed dead, and the Avengers later publicized it. They successfully defeated the mastermind behind the zombie disaster.

And Killian and Rumlow were still alive, which made Carl sigh again: "Bad guys really leave trouble for thousands of years!"

Wanda looked at Carl seriously and reminded him: "This is not a reason for you to be a bad guy!"