The sky turned white and the sun was about to rise. If Liu Feng did not make a mistake, when Xiaojie helped him to the battlefield, the sun would rise, and then his power would reappear...

"What is your superpower?" Liu Feng then remembered this question. He had never known what Xiaojie's superpower was.

"Speed." Xiaojie said concisely, carrying a big lump of Liu Feng.

The camp's combat method with Li Sanjin's men was very dirty. It shot from a long distance and was slashed in close proximity. To put it bluntly, it was the junction of the two teams, mainly engaged in hand-to-hand combat with evolvers. The opponent's personnel who had not yet joined the battlefield were directly shot and killed by gun-carrying players, efficient, dirty and unreasonable.

"Blood Corpse God Cult!!!"

"Long live the Blood Corpse God Cult!!!"

Although his strength is not very good, Li Sanjin's aura is very huge. Even if he loses his head, he must express his loyalty and worship to the Blood Corpse God Sect loudly.

"What a shitty Blood Corpse God Cult, a group of fanatical believers." A team leader cursed, cursing, but the knife in his hand never stopped for a moment.

Unlike Li Sanjin's men, who have been stationed in the gathering place of the Four Alliances near the river for several months, Liu Feng's men are either fighting, transporting supplies and clearing zombies on the way to fight. In an environment where people who can die at any time or even be severely injured by zombies can only feed a bullet to their heads with tears, are all top combat talents.

"Boss is here!" A team member was sharp-eyed and saw Liu Feng who was slowly walking over by Xiaojie, and shouted loudly.

"Boss is here!!!" He just called the outlaws of the Blood Corpse God Cult as the team leader of a group of fanatical believers. After seeing Liu Feng coming, he was crazyer than anyone else. He was as if he had a chicken blood and carried a knife and directly chopped up several subordinates who were about to see him. He was suddenly crazy than anyone else.

If there is faith in this world, then the beliefs of the fighters under Liu Feng are all Liu Feng. This man has written too many incredible things. This team leader was one of the people who were baited by Brother Biao. From the moment he was rescued by Liu Feng, he has followed Liu Feng wholeheartedly. Immortal myths, torture and kill various second-level zombies, corpse tide battles, detonate tree women, fight alone in the Black Winged Bat King, and is even more powerful evolver, making fire with bare hands... They have all become the beliefs of Liu Feng's team members in the end of the world. Liu Feng's story has become their capital for bragging about the new team members, and also a source of hope for the new team members...

"Boss is here!!!"

"The leader is here!!!"

For a moment, Liu Feng's team members were more fanatical, cruel, and even more desperate than Li Sanjin's subordinates. A small team leader accidentally cut his abdomen and the weapon in his hand was also knocked away, but he dragged half of the intestines and grabbed the nearest enemy and tried to break the enemy's throat!

"Buried me in Longshan." After saying this to a team member passing by, the team leader fell down straight...

"Ghost...Ghost!" Finally, fear defeated the group of people's fanaticism towards the Blood Corpse God Sect. Since the first person put down his weapons and started to escape, all of Li Sanjin's subordinates collapsed, throwing their helmets and getting rid of their armor, and chaotic.

"Win!!!Win! We won!!" Roaring, cheering, celebrating, thrilling...

Seeing the people who were constantly running away, the camp no longer had the idea of ​​chasing them. Bullets were precious and the wounded were urgent. There was no need to waste bullets for some deserters or delay the wounded's condition. Naturally, when the boss came, everything was no longer a problem.

The sun had risen, and Liu Feng could clearly feel his power being returned to him, and he couldn't help but touch the dice in his pocket: "It seems that this thing can only be used once a day..."

Bang! The head of Li Sanjin's subordinate who escaped first exploded, but this was not what Liu Feng did. With the sound of gunshots, the people who escaped were killed one after another. Mao Fengxue walked out with a group of women carrying guns: "The army leader, I will clean Li Sanjin's nest when they came to fight with you." After saying that, he leaned on the gun. Lan Lan was panting behind Mao Fengxue. It could be seen that it was this little girl who went to inform him. Mao Fengxue and Li Sanjin were originally one in the east city and the west city, but they could clean up the retreat with such an opportunity. Lan Lan made an indelible contribution!

"Okay! Leader Mao will stay here. Wait until we clean the battlefield and have a meal together." Liu Feng said happily, but his expression could not be relaxed. His team members were killed or injured...

"How to deal with the corpse? Boss."

"The one on the other side dug a hole and buried it, and burned it into ashes and brought it back to Longshan."

Although Liu Feng's team had the upper hand throughout the war, casualties were essential in wars, and there were also first-level evolutionists on the other side, and casualties of ordinary people were indispensable...

"Boss, Li Sanjin's subordinates seem to have become members of the Blood Corpse God Cult."

The Blood Corpse God Cult, these four words are not the first time that they bother Liu Feng. The words that are stained with the Blood Corpse God Cult seem to have a deep blood hatred with Liu Feng. What Liu Feng didn’t know was that he was the first candidate for the Blood Corpse God Cult missionary, but by accident, everything became complicated because he left the Longshan base. Liu Feng picked up a picture on the ground and put it in his mouth, took a sip, mixed with a faint smell of blood and smoke: "The Blood Corpse God Cult...I remember you."

Liu Feng did not go up to deal with the battlefield cleaning himself, but he kept watching the other party's corpse, which was unnecessary for his own people.

Many team members have been with Liu Feng all the way, and many team members have joined Liu Feng's team when they came to the gathering place of the Fourth Alliance. There are many enemies, even more than the total number of combatants in the camp. If it weren't for Liu Feng's team having guns, it would be not necessarily true that whoever loses and who wins. Of course, all this depends on the battle between Liu Feng and Li Sanjin, who will win or die.

Many of the dead team members were killed by the opponent's evolvers. Most ordinary people who fought against the evolutionists couldn't bear to look at them. The only thing that could distinguish identities was the identity nameplate tied to their feet, tied to their necks, or stuffed into the soles of their shoes. The thing that the team members dubbed "dog cards" has now become the only thing that the dead team members can distinguish identities...
Chapter completed!