Ultimate God Of Death

the second day

K2 - Zula soldier training course

"Well, sisters, remember, details determine success or failure. If you don't pay attention to details... Everything you do will fail. I need a brave volunteer. Well, you, yes, come here."

Ye Feng casually pointed to a direction with his fingers and called an excited K2 Zula little sister who was about to faint in that position in front of him.

"OK, this is a classic joke: the pig hit a tree, you hit a pig." Ye Feng said to the passive "volunteer" standing next to him.

"What?"

The "volunteer" obviously didn't get the stem in Ye Feng's words, she asked.

"Ye Feng whispered a few words in the ear of the" volunteer ".

"Oh, all right."

After roughly understanding what the stem in Ye Feng's mouth means, the little sister K2 Zula said reluctantly, "rear end --"

ＢＡＮＧ！

Before the second generation super Zula soldier had finished what Ye Feng taught him, Ye Feng standing next to her suddenly pulled out the pistol at her waist, raised his hand and pulled the trigger at random against the ceiling.

After several refractions and rebounds, the bullet shot on the ceiling finally hit Alba sitting in the corner of the training room. The latter originally planned to monitor Ye Feng. Who knows, she was shot in the arm before her ass sat down

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!! Bleeding!!! Doctor, nurse! I need help!"

Alba screamed, her two small eyes widened, and pale yellow blood appeared on her arm when she was ejected from the quilt. Because Alba was too excited, she subconsciously used the fire control ability of the injured arm. It's good. The fire on the arm spilled the blood from the wound. The whole training room was filled with the smell of barbecue and blood, and Alba's scream was even more bleak.

"Ah ah ah ah!!! It's cooked!!! Help!!! I need help!"

“……”，“……”，“……”

The K2 Zula soldiers present were shocked by the absurd scene in front of them. They silently looked at Alba who rushed out with his bleeding arms.

"Wow! Sister Zishu is really humorous."

Ye Feng snapped his fingers and looked forward to the response of the group of students in front of him, "... No response? Are you serious? None of you thought it was fun just now -"

"Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa"

Sparse applause rang out. After all, it was more unacceptable to eat a gun than to praise against your heart

"You see! I said it's funny. Yes, give more applause! OK, you should all learn that luck is an indispensable factor in battle. It's time to put it into practice."

Ye Feng nodded with satisfaction. The dozens of K2 Zula soldiers in front of him began to shoot at the ceiling, imitating Ye Feng's behavior, just as Ye Feng did just now.

With the passage of time, more and more people were shot on the ground. These K2 Zula soldiers, relying on their self-healing genes in their bodies, especially their blind worship of Ye Feng, really listened to Ye Feng's words and really forced them to shoot indiscriminately

At the same time, on the monitoring screen in the office, zagna, who witnessed all this, and alba, who had just handled her arm injury, were frightened by the madness of Ye Feng and his K2 Zula soldiers.

"K2 Zula soldiers, they have completely lost their mind. They are exploding each other's heads!" Alba shouted angrily.

"But to some extent, they are really perfect. They are really like that human madman..." zagna said with a gloomy face.

"Ye Feng is a psychosis, a madman who cannot be inferred by common sense. Moreover, according to the current situation, these K2 Zula soldiers driven out by using Ye Feng's self-healing gene also have this congenital psychosis. There is no doubt that they can not be used as killing machines on the battlefield."

"Sir, you mean --"

"K2 Zula soldiers must be cleaned. Alba, you lead the undisturbed compatriots to deal with it. Remember, you must kill the human." zagna knew that this unstable and powerful force must be removed as soon as possible, or there will be chaos in time! That's a group of psychopaths with super powers!

"Sir, that needs all the determined elite soldiers. Sir, I just came back from the infirmary. There is a gratifying news. The K1 Zula soldiers in the infirmary seem to be gradually returning to normal. Although many of them are injured. However, sir, please give me an order to take these glorious Zula soldiers to fight against evil humans Forced correction with lost compatriots! "

Alba's eyes were burning hot. She hurried from the infirmary to zagna's office in order to tell zagna the good news. Now that things have developed to this point, only World War I can solve the crisis of this earth base.

"Send all sober compatriots! Now, now!" zagna firmly ordered.

"Yes!"

Watching Alba's figure rush out of the office door, zagna opens the terminal screen and looks at the progress bar that has reached 78%. Zagna prays silently that she can successfully transmit the collected intelligence information about the earth back to the mothership.

Zagna struggled in her heart, but she didn't ask for support from the mother ship. She was not sure how the damn human confused her compatriots. The primary task of this base is to use mobile phone intelligence on earth. She has achieved this goal.

In this base, except for a small number of researchers, most of them are genetically modified synthetic Zula people. Zagna does not have deep feelings for these Zula people cultivated in the laboratory, and she does not regard these synthetic Zula people as her compatriots in her heart, which is one of the reasons why zagna decided to give up the whole base so easily.

"Alba, I hope you can finish the task. Otherwise, I can only bury you with this base..."

Looking at the monitoring screen in the base, zagna can see Alba rushing into the infirmary and waking up the K1 Zula soldiers on the hospital bed to join the battle queue. Zagna can feel a little comfort that the reality is indeed what Alba said, and many K1 Zula soldiers have returned to normal.

In fact, what K1 does not know is that the time of the perfume perfume is different from the individual, usually between 2 and 7 days. This group of relatively strong willpower people, who are really out of love with Ye Feng.