The Molotov cocktail exploded suddenly, and a flash of light suddenly flashed!

Then, in Han Feng's sight, the world fell into darkness...

"Luna, what's wrong with the ghost?" Han Feng asked anxiously as he felt the Terminator's "blindness" at the same time.

"Report to the Korean team that the ghost's photosensitive element was damaged, and the high temperature burned the electronic components in its head, so..."

Hearing this, Han Feng's voice trembled, and he interrupted and asked: "The ghost... was sacrificed?"

"Reporting to the Korean team, the damage rate of Phantom's important components has reached 100%, and the damage rate of core components has reached 91%..."

"Can...can it still be fixed?"

"uncertain……"

When asked, Han Feng pursed his lips and silently exited the field of view.

Opening his eyes, Han Feng looked at the level 5 zombie dozens of meters away, still struggling in the flames. However, this struggle was just a "twitching" at the moment of death, which did not mean that it could still stand up.

"What method... can we use to kill it effectively?" Gritting his teeth, Han Feng put his arms on the ground and stood up slowly with the help of the mobilization soldiers. He was ready to step forward to "kill it"...

As soon as he stood up, Han Feng paused! Because he felt that the gold coins suddenly "skyrocketed" to 10,000!

"Luna! Are the level five zombies dead?!"

"Report to Team Han, yes, the level five zombie is dead."

After getting the exact answer, Han Feng looked at the fire again. At this time, the fire was only burning quietly without a trace of life or movement.

Without hesitation, Han Feng quickly ordered: "Quickly put out the fire! Save the ghost! Quickly!"

The surrounding red alert soldiers took the order and ran to places with water to get water to put out the fire!

Splash water, cover with soil, cover with sand, spray with fire extinguisher...

After a few minutes, everyone tried their best to put out the fire.

"Continue to splash water to cool down! Hurry!" Han Feng, who was eager, reached out to touch the metal frame of the ghost. Unexpectedly, a blood blister was burned out. Han Feng, who was unwilling to wait any longer, continued to order and let the water continue to rinse in order to achieve cooling.

effect.

After a few more minutes, when the temperature dropped to a tolerable range, Han Feng reached out and grabbed the Terminator.

Unfortunately, Han Feng's strength was too small to pull the Terminator out.

"Help! Get him out!" The power of one person is very small, so Han Feng summoned dozens of red police soldiers around him.

With the concerted efforts of everyone, the Terminator was finally pulled out. Also coming out with the Terminator was the body of a level five zombie in his arms...

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Han Feng looked at the two burned black "corpses" on the ground, frowning and wondering what he was thinking.

After a few seconds, Han Feng said: "Luna, transport the ghost to the construction factory! I don't care what method these engineers use, the Terminator must be repaired! Even if its functions are limited in the future, or there are any sequelae, I will admit it!

"

"Okay, Team Korea, let the engineers give it a try." Luna responded to Han Feng's words without giving a guarantee, just giving it a try...

"Also, activate the combat laboratory! Study this damn level 5 zombie for me! I want to know its weaknesses!" Han Feng pointed at the body of the level 5 zombie and spat.

"Alright Team Korea, the combat laboratory research project has been launched. The project name is Level 5 Zombie."

After Luna finished speaking, Han Feng did not speak again, but watched everyone carry the bodies of the Terminator and the inseparable level five zombies to the car.

Watching the vehicle leave, Han Feng stepped forward

I stumbled and almost fell.

In the previous battle, Han Feng held in his heart the belief that the level 5 zombies should be killed! But after the level 5 zombies were really dead, Han Feng suddenly relaxed and his body immediately started to have problems...

Stabilizing his swaying body, Han Feng shook his head, thinking that although the level 5 zombies were cold, the battle was still going on! Now, it's not time to fall down yet!

Standing up, Han Feng walked back to the front line at the edge of the zinc mine.

As soon as he got close to the edge of the battlefield, Han Feng saw Tanya sitting on the ground among the fighting crowd, with her hair disheveled as well.

"The level five zombie is dead." Han Feng said while holding Tanya's shoulders.

Tanya didn't speak, and nodded with dull eyes.

After a few seconds, Tanya said: "I can't fight anymore... I'm too tired."

Han Feng was about to say something, but was interrupted by the mobilization soldiers who suddenly ran over: "Report to the Korean team! All rockets have been fired! Please give instructions!"

!!!

After receiving the news, Han Feng immediately asked Luna: "Luna, all the rockets have been fired?!"

"Yes, Team Korea..."

Hearing that the news was true, Han Feng frowned and asked, "What about the hundred orcs on the battlefield?!"

"All killed..."

"Do the soldiers still have enough ammunition?"

"All gone..."

"Where's the ammunition in the equipment depot? Didn't you bring it all?! Use it!"

"Reporting to the Korean team, the equipment depot has run out of grenades, explosives, rockets, etc. There are still a lot of bullets, but the reloading speed cannot keep up with the firing speed, and it has seriously failed to keep up..."

"hiss……"

Hearing this, Han Feng took a breath of air. In desperation, his brain began to hurt violently again.

"So... what about the defensive weapons..." Han Feng endured the pain and continued to ask.

"Reporting to the Korean team, all the sentry guns have been deployed, but... all the ammunition has been used up."

"Oh!" After hearing the news that there was no ammunition, Han Feng was furious, and his brain's "defense line" completely collapsed.

The severe pain came like a tide, giving Han Feng no chance to breathe.

"Boom! Boom!"

Kneeling down on the ground and hammering the ground with both fists, Han Feng wanted to use this method to relieve the pain. He also wanted to continue to stand up and preside over the battle, but unfortunately... this "self-mutilation" method was completely useless.

"Luna! Zombies...how many more are there!" Han Feng closed his eyes and was out of breath.

"Reporting to the Korean team, based on the degree of mourning, it is conservatively about 100,000."

After answering intermittently in his mind, Han Feng could barely hear the approximate value.

"Strong...strong! Forced..." Even with his eyes closed, Han Feng could still "see" the scene of the world spinning. Helplessly, Han Feng wanted to stimulate himself with an urgent reminder.

"Team Han! You are now...absolutely...forbidden by the system..."

At this time, Han Feng didn't care what Luna said, and couldn't hear clearly what she said. He just wanted to ask for "electricity". A murmur came out of Han Feng's mouth: "Strong...fast...fast..."

"Okay Han..."

"Buzz!..."

"Brother Han! Brother Han..."

The moment before his consciousness dissipated, Han Feng did not feel any pain. He only heard a buzzing sound in his brain, and then came the shouts of Wei Yun, or Wei Peng and Liu Rui...

The consciousness finally fell silent... Han Feng passed out.

After fighting for almost a day, Han Feng finally fell...

Time continues to pass, and the zombie attack will not be suspended because of Han Feng's coma.

When Han Feng could no longer give orders, Tanya assumed part of the command.

And the aftermath of this battle lasted until late at night...

The ultimate victory was achieved at the painful price of a lot of sacrifices by the zinc mine personnel...

After an unknown amount of time, Han Feng, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes.

The first thing that caught his eye was Wei Yun holding a cotton swab. At this time, she was wiping Han Feng's lips with a cotton swab dipped in water to prevent his lips from getting chapped.

"Brother Han? Are you awake? How do you feel?"

Han Feng listened to Wei Yun's questions one after another and did not answer. Instead, he glanced around with somewhat doubtful eyes.

Since he had just woken up, Han Feng's mind was filled with all kinds of questions. Where was I? Why was I on the bed? What happened? Why was Wei Yun sitting by the bed and wiping my mouth?

For dozens of seconds, Han Feng kept frowning and looking around and at Wei Yun. He tried desperately to recall what had happened before...

Wei Yun was frightened when he saw Han Feng's frown and somewhat panicked glance. In Wei Yun's mind, he wondered if Han Feng had lost his mind? He had lost his memory? Or he couldn't bear the blow and collapsed? Or... he was not crazy.

Bar?!!!

Covering his mouth, Wei Yun didn't know what to say or do, and could only blink and stare at Han Feng.

"I...I..." After hesitating for a few words, Han Feng seemed to recall something...

"Fuck!!!" Suddenly! Han Feng, who was lying on the bed, remembered everything that happened before he fell into coma, and screamed suddenly! Then he lifted the quilt and was about to get off the ground and run out.

Next, something happened that Han Feng could not even imagine...

I saw the "white flower" Han Feng fall off the bed and have a close contact with the ground. After struggling for a while, Han Feng stood up, but from the corner of his eye, he saw that there was no strand of hair on his body!
To be continued...