This Wave of Zombies is No Good - Chapter 2

In no time, Zou Lang saw the zombies outside the bank falling down one by one, like cutting straw.

Bang, bang, each shot was a headshot.

Then a tall figure appeared at the street corner. The person was holding a long knife in his hand, casually beheading the remaining few zombies as if he was taking a leisurely walk. Just one person, in half an hour, resolved the crisis in this area.

For the first time, Zou Lang saw that fighting zombies could be pleasing to the eye. Until that person came to the bank door, opened the barbed wire netting, took off the blood-stained mask, revealing a handsome and clean face. The handsome face was indifferent, the eyes slightly upturned, like a cold moon rejecting people thousands of miles away, and like the first snow without temperature.

Zou Lang, shaking the little bun, felt as if a bullet had hit his heart. For the first time in his life, he experienced love at first sight. “Damn, it’s okay to be powerful, but this guy is really handsome. He’s even more handsome than the celebrities on TV. How did I not know that there are such talents in our army?”

The little bun was shaken to a mess. “Captain, calm down! Calm down! You’re the one who’s going to go home and get married.”

“Who said that a wife can’t be a man?” Zou Lang quickly identified the target.

That beauty walked through the students, heroically receiving the excited praise of those students, used his hand to tidy up his somewhat messy hair, his eyes glanced at the crowd, then his gaze accurately fell on Zou Lang, his voice cold, “Zou Lang, right?”

Zou Lang wagged his tail and stepped forward. “It’s me, it’s me, the captain of the fourth team of the third rescue team in City C, Lieutenant Zou Lang.”

As he spoke, he reached out his hand to shake hands.

“Special Forces K3 Major Yu Jingtang, from today on, I will take over here.” The man coldly threw out a sentence and turned around and left. Leaving Zou Lang’s outstretched hand hanging in the air.

Zou Lang’s mouth twitched, first savoring the words of that guy.

King was a newly formed elite special forces unit targeting zombies, a well-deserved king’s division, capable of fighting a hundred.

The King unit was divided into 1, 2, 3 levels, and reaching level 3 was the elite of the elite. His military rank was more than one level lower, but what does this takeover mean?

Having figured all this out, Zou Lang went up and pulled Yu Jingtang. “Hey, hey, hey, comrade! Why, as soon as you come, you demote me first, without asking what the situation is now. Where were you when I was hiding with the students? Can we cooperate well in the battle?”

After hearing these words, the man raised his head slightly and frowned, making a silence gesture at Zou Lang.

Zou Lang was stunned and looked around. “What? Are there zombies?”

The recent wave of zombies had made him jumpy.

Yu Jingtang’s face was so cold that it was about to freeze, and he gave him four words. “You’re too noisy.”

“I…” Zou Lang had a belly full of curses and wanted to curse.

Seeing his displeasure, Yu Jingtang gave him four more words to block his mouth, “Obey the command.”