Song Beichuan took the wine bottle, looked at the bright red liquid inside, and couldn't help but shake it under the light a few times, twisted the bottle cap, and poured it into the tea cup just now. It didn't pour much, at best, it was the size of a bullet cup.

Then he held the wine bottle in his hand, mainly because he was afraid that he would drink too much and could not explain the matter clearly. On the other hand, he was afraid that he would give him a cup without authorization.

The soldier looked at the bright red whiskey in front of him, and then drank it without saying a word, showing a painful look on his face. The whiskey is quite strong, usually around forty degrees, and there is no ice or coke, so the alcohol concentration is not diluted, so when you drink it, you will feel like you are burned by fire.

However, this kind of physical pain is nothing compared to the discomfort in the heart.

After drinking this glass of wine, the soldier slowly spoke: "There is a three-headed and six-armed zombie covered with strong armor and can even catch flying missiles. Without this monster's appearance, we would not have suffered such a crushing defeat."

"New zombies?"

The soldier nodded and said, "We set up a headlight on it to illuminate the narrow road of defense. However, a flying hunting ghost appeared above us and broke the headlight. When darkness came, we had already lost. The giant zombie broke open the door, and the tide of corpses attacking from a distance came in a short while and rushed up. I only remember the constant screams and the random bullets fired. Many of us died on the bullets, but this was good, and we would not feel the feeling of being eaten alive by the zombies."

"You mean that all this is done in one go? Cooperate with moderate strict implementation?"

The soldier nodded and said, "These zombies are far beyond our expectations. The giant zombie was used to attract our attention from the beginning, thus ignoring the subsequent enemy troops."

"Is it true that you said there is a flying hunting ghost?" Kong Fansheng asked.

The soldier nodded and said, "It's true, maybe others don't know, but I know the most, because I'm the soldier who is watching over the headlight..." At this point, his voice was a little more choked.

The room was silent, waiting for him to continue talking, and Song Beichuan also got a glass of wine into his teacup.

He continued to drink it all, but this time there was a look of pain on his face.

"I controlled the headlights at that time, and I was a sniper. I hid in the position of the headlights and was easily hidden. Just as I used a sniper rifle to wipe out the many zombies that appeared, a figure suddenly floated down from the cliff beside me, and I felt something black above my head. I suddenly looked up and saw a hunting ghost falling from the sky. A thin film was actually grown on the limbs and waist of the ghost. There was also a layer of such a film between my legs. With this film, he just slid down and suddenly appeared in front of me. I was very scared at that time. I fired a shot at him, but he just turned his head and avoided it. Who could believe that there would be creatures that dodge bullets, but he did not attack me because of this shot, but just looked at me.

But I will never forget that gaze in my life. It is impossible for zombies to have such gazes. I can see that contempt and wise gaze. At that moment, my legs were weak and my mind was blank. I just wanted to escape from here. I didn't want to continue fighting this impossible war. I turned around and left there, and then I heard a sound of glass shattering behind me. When I ran with all my strength and was about to leave Jianmen Pass, I heard a loud sound. Needless to say, the door panel was broken.

Then the zombies rushed in, screaming endlessly. I was so scared that I ran away without looking back. I found a car and drove here as fast as possible. I knew I was not ashamed to come back, but I felt that I had to tell you about these things. No matter what punishment, I would accept them willingly. In fact, when I was driving, I hope that the car would hit something and let me die like this, so that I would not have to bear the pain now."

After hearing what he said, Song Beichuan took out a cigarette from his pocket. If there was no such thing, lack of sleep would make him unable to think carefully. He lit the cigarette in his hand, handed him the bottle beside him, and said, "Drink it tonight, and don't think about anything. As for the future, your boss Kong will arrange for you."

Kong Fansheng nodded and said, "That's right, you go back first, eat and drink, and have a good sleep."

The soldier nodded gratefully, and then left the house with a bottle of wine.

Song Beichuan spit out a cloud of mist and said, "What do you think?"

Kong Fansheng scratched his hair and said, "Of course it will be shot. It will be executed at noon tomorrow. If there are more deserters like this, our army will be over, and we will not be able to win this war."

Song Beichuan took a deep breath. Usually he smoked extremely slowly, but this time, a cigarette burned out in the blink of an eye, and then lit another one, which also meant that he felt difficult about the matter. However, he did not express any opinions on the shooting of the soldier. The deserter should be shot. If it were Song Beichuan's soldiers, he might also do this, but the important information brought back by the soldier may be spared from death, but the removal of the military is inevitable.

"I'm not talking about this, but these strange zombies, what do you think?

Kong Fansheng stood up and paced back and forth and said, "What else can I think? Faced with such an enemy, we have a perfect plan and neatly mobilized. We have no way to do anything. No matter what geographical environment we take, we were killed by the enemy in the blink of an eye. We have not been guarded for a day of practice. Throughout history, Jianmen Pass has never been so easy to lose!"

Although it was hopeless to think like this, Song Beichuan nodded helplessly. These zombies are no longer zombies, just like they have become spirits. No one can defend against this strategy. Just as Kong Fansheng said, there is no time for Jianmen Pass to be lost so easily.

However, this war is related to the fate of the entire human race. The enemy's purpose is already very clear, which is to kill all humans and erase humans, creatures, from the earth.

Faced with such consequences, Song Beichuan must fight until the last moment until the last drop of blood in his body drained.
Chapter completed!