The Strongest Organization of the End Times

Chapter 22 Vulnerable

"Congratulations to the host for killing (56) first-level enhancer human beings and gaining 560 points, and the current balance of points is "34810"." The system's prompt sounded.

"Congratulations to the host for killing (1) a second-level enhancer human being and gaining 50 points, and the current balance of points is "34860"." The system's prompt sounded.

The survivor was hiding in the car at this time, trembling with fright, his "brother" was killed so quickly, and his death was so miserable, with a bullet and a big hole!

"Don't kill me!!! Don't kill me, I'm willing to be a cow or a horse" the living creature was forcibly pulled out of the car by the robot, and immediately pleaded.

But the robot didn't care about him at all, and directly grabbed him at Zhao Mo's feet.

Zhao Mo stepped on his head with his foot, held the Desert Eagle in his hand, and talked and said: "What did I say, what did you answer, there is a wrong word, one hand!"

"I said, I said everything," the living person responded immediately
"What's the name of the survivor's base, what's the name of your boss, how many people are there in the base, and how many militants are there? Report them all truthfully!" Zhao Mo said calmly as he played with the Desert Eagle
"The survivor base is called Black Dragon Survivor Base, the boss is Zhang Meng, a fat man, there are 6000 civilians in the base, and more than 700 militants," Huokou said in a panic, fearing that Zhao Mo would kill him if he disagreed with him.

"The answer is very good, let's go!" Zhao Mo moved his foot away, kicked the living head and said

"Thank you, thank you big brother." Hearing that Zhao Mo had let him go, Huokou couldn't help being overjoyed, he quickly got up and thanked him, and then ran to the survivor's base.

"Touch!" Zhao Mo's Desert Eagle revealed a trace of white smoke, and the living head was smashed like a watermelon.

"Congratulations to the host for killing (1) first-level enhancer human beings and gaining 10 points, and the current balance of points is "34870"." The system's prompt sounded.

"Hey, didn't you let him go? Why do you want to kill him!" Zhou Ningyu in the car couldn't help asking when she saw Zhao Mo's behavior
"I said let him go, but I didn't say I wouldn't kill him." Zhao Mo leaned on the car window and said with a chuckle to Zhou Ning, as if killing is a game!
"You..." Zhou Ningyu suddenly didn't know what to say

For the second time, she felt that this man was really vicious and didn't respect life at all. When a doctor like her saw Zhao Mo killing people like this, she felt a little uncomfortable, feeling that Zhao Mo was trampling on the dignity of life.

"Also, stop talking nonsense when I do things in the future. Believe it or not, I'll throw you among the zombies. Don't think I'm afraid. I've done it once." Zhao Mo warned viciously.

He found that this woman talked a lot.

When Zhou Ningyu heard this, she quickly closed her mouth, not daring to speak. Seeing this effect, Zhao Mo nodded in satisfaction.

"Leave two people here to protect her, and the rest will follow me," Zhao Mo said.

Then Zhao Mo led eight robots towards the Black Dragon Survivor Base, and at the same time used [-] points to buy ammunition and distribute them among the robots.

At this time, the high-level executives of the survivor base had already held an urgent meeting. The people in the monitoring room just told Zhang Meng that the bald group had been killed, and there were only a dozen people on the opposite side.

The high-level people in the conference hall were more or less frowning.

They were discussing how to deal with Zhao Mo, some said to send all the armed forces to kill Zhao Mo and others, and some said to send someone to talk about it first, and everyone started to argue for a while.

At this time, Zhao Mo entered the Black Dragon Survivors Base with great momentum.

As for the guards on the periphery, they were all killed directly.

Vulnerable

This is Zhao Mo's evaluation of the Black Dragon Survivor Base.

At this time, Zhao Mo was walking on the street, with a large number of survivors standing on both sides. These survivors were thin and their skin was slightly yellow. It was obvious that they had been starved for a long time.

"Brother, please give me something to eat!" A man in a suit climbed up in front of Zhao Mo, pleading.

But Zhao Mo didn't pay attention to it at all, but directly passed the man in the suit and continued walking towards the headquarters.

Some survivors stood on both sides, holding cards that said, high-tech workers, a piece of bread a day, and some held that they were the managers of a certain company, the boss of a certain company, and they wrote their talents on the cards. I just want to find a job and earn a little food.

It's a pity that the world is different. Maybe before the end of the day, a lot of people are scrambling to get them, but it's a pity that it's not as good as before. Now it's the world of the strong!

conference hall.

The place is noisy at this time, like a vegetable market.

The door of "Peng" was suddenly opened.

A man with a Type 95 rifle walked up to Zhang Meng, whispered something in his ear, then closed the door and left.

"Bastard, why are you arguing? People are about to call at your door. Call all the armed forces in the base and kill them!" Zhang Meng slapped the table vigorously and said angrily
Just now, one of his subordinates told him that those people were already approaching the headquarters building, and if they didn't make a decision, they would all rush into the conference room.

"Yes! Boss!" The crowd immediately stopped making noise and shouted loudly

At this time, Zhao Mo looked at the survivors with pity. The men were fine, but the women were miserable. Some women were disheveled and had empty eyes, no different from zombies.

"Stop, put down your weapons." At this time, the Black Dragon Survivor Base had gathered all the militants, and they happened to meet Zhao Mo who was advancing.

"Haha, who is your boss!" Zhao Mo chuckled, and at the same time eight robots had surrounded Zhao Mo to protect Zhao Mo's safety.

"What the hell are you? Who is my boss? Do you have the right to know?" A yellow-haired man holding a Type 92 pistol said arrogantly.

Seeing this, Zhao Mo raised the corners of his mouth, sneered slightly, and then waved his hand casually, which was the signal to shoot.
The robot "chug chug" fired. With the powerful firepower of the M4A1 rifle and the power of armor-piercing bullets, the armed forces of the Black Dragon Survivor Base were vulnerable.

"Ah! Help me!" A man was hit by an armor-piercing projectile in the arm, and his arm was cut off directly. The blood flowed like a fountain, and he shouted in horror.

Seeing this, many civilian survivors hurriedly left the scene of the battle. It was too terrifying. Some people were hit on the thigh and lost a leg.
"Stop!" Zhao Mo made a stop gesture with his hand
The robot ceased fire immediately.

"Congratulations to the host for killing (560) first-level enhancer human beings and gaining 5600 points, and the current balance of points is "39470"." The system's prompt sounded.

"Congratulations to the host for killing (8) a second-level enhancer human being and gaining 400 points, and the current balance of points is "39870"." The system's prompt sounded.

(End of this chapter)