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Phagocytic evolution

In the end times, when people complain about not being awakened. Ethan has created a devouring power for himself. It was at that moment that every Power became an option on Ethan's shopping list. Zombies, vicious dogs, powerful beasts of different dimensions. Weird towns, broken towns, mysterious worlds of different latitudes. In the footsteps of legend, starting with Death Town.

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60 Chs

Devil's invitation

Although Wilson's eyes are cold, but the style is to the point, quite a bit of people do not say the meaning of hidden words, there is no superfluous twists and turns.

"In this regiment, only my voice is allowed, you only need to do what is forbidden!" Then let me lead you weak bitches to the end of the job and back home safe and sound, you hear me?! ?" Wilson's voice was suddenly much higher, almost ear-piercing.

'Understood!

'Understood!

Wilson continued, in a loud voice, "Speak up, little bitches, do you understand me? ?"

"Understood!!"

"Understood!!"

Wilson nodded with satisfaction and said, "Very good, 10 minutes to prepare, D1 takeoff and landing aircraft."

Wilson said, and left the room with the two Powers.

"Wow, this big black bear momentum is very strong ah, very fierce oh, do you think he can roar back a voice of evil dogs?" "Lippi murmured, bumping Ethan lightly on the shoulder.

Ethan: "..."

Not long after the three Powers had left, a whistle came through the door: "SHH!"

The soldiers who were checking their equipment turned their heads to see a tall, curvy, short-haired woman.

"Miranda, Team Leader Three?" Lippi swallowed, helplessly watching the legendary characters appear in front of his new recruit, the woman's bright eyes let Lippi's heart beat violently up, quickly lowered his head, avoided the wanton eyes, and whispered in his mouth, "Don't choose me, don't choose me, I don't go to three groups, I don't go to three groups, wow... God, Jesus, why did I have to pass the test? I pretended to be back in the army. Wow... Mom Help me..."

"She's waving at me, finished, finished." Lippi saw at the door that the base has a famous demon leader is waving to himself, Lippi's heart is cold.

In this base, there are several units, there are regular soldier teams, as well as special and special operations groups.

The ordinary soldier team does not need too much explanation, they are the most basic and the largest defense force in the major bases and cities in the end of the day, and they are the cornerstone of the survival of a base.

The special combat team is a special combat team formed by people like Ethan who are carefully selected from the ranks of ordinary soldiers, go through special training in hell, and pass the examination after graduation.

The different war group is those who have the power of fighting, and after strict training, have strong fighting skills and literacy.

If Lippi can come back alive from the team assessment project, his destination must be the special war group, but there are seven special war groups in this secondary base, each group has its own characteristics.

The third group of special warfare is undoubtedly the most famous team in the base, and even can directly force the special warfare group team, its players are the elite of the elite, they are the most difficult tasks, at the same time, the death rate is surprisingly high.

Therefore, the talent of the three groups is always scarce.

The soldiers who have faith regard the three groups as their lifelong goal, while the special soldiers who want to live better and provide better living conditions for their families and loved ones do not want to enter the three groups.

They only need to enter the special war sequence is enough, they will have better conditions to feed their families, while being able to ensure their survival chances as much as possible.

"Lippi." Ethan rather helpless looking at the side of the crazy prayer Lippi, interrupted his self-talk.

"Huh?" Lippi swallowed again, and even with a simple response, his voice could be heard trembling.

"Do you really think a C-minus is going to impress her?" Ethan quite helpless looked at Lippi.

"Huh? That's right." Lippi's nervous mood relaxed a lot, and then he realized something, reached out and quickly grabbed Ethan's shoulder, a little worried on his face, and said, "Don't go."

For a moment, Ethan's movements froze.

"SHH!" At the door, Miranda whistles again and hooks her hand at Ethan.

Ethan looked at Miranda at the door, then turned to look behind him at Lippi.

Lippi was a little embarrassed, but he did not release his hand from his grip on Ethan's shoulder. Some of them said, "I knew you were evaluated by that power named John just now, and you are standing here now, proving that you passed the test, so... The devil must be coming for you."

"HMM." Ethan nodded.

"Don't promise her that. The death rate is high." Lippi's voice is getting smaller and smaller, but it is enough for Ethan to hear clearly, "A full 7 days after the single assessment, our team of 20 people, I only see you, Ethan..."

Ethan opened his mouth, but for a long time nothing came out.

The rest of the soldiers also saw such a scene, the three group leaders in this base prestige, at least this group of special warfare reserve soldiers are no one knows, no one is not aware of what this scene means, everyone knows.

The mentality of the soldiers is different, some look complex, some eyes with envy, but not surprisingly, more people are glad to breathe.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have manipulated your will like that. I should have respected your choice." Lippi took a deep breath, or angrily let go of the palm, some worried face hung up a sun-like smile again, showing a white teeth, "After all, you and we are not a kind of people, right, self-harm self-abuse."

With that, Lippi loosened the palm of his hand gripping Ethan's shoulder.

Ethan could not speak, hesitated for a moment, or did not respond, and walked to Miranda.

"Your comrades?" Miranda watched Ethan approach, her sky-blue eyes moving slightly, leaping over Ethan's shoulder and landing on Lippi in the distance.

Lippi was aware of Miranda's burning eyes, and for an instant, Lippi turned unnaturally and walked stiffly toward the interior of the house, trying to get out of Miranda's line of sight.

"Fellow student." Ethan nodded, in the combat mission once risked, the friendship left between comrades is difficult to express clearly.

If you have to put it this way, it can be said that Lippi is a reliable comrade, Ethan is willing to leave the blind spot behind him in the life-and-death battle. That's enough to say it all.

Miranda stepped forward, locked her eyes on Lippi, bowed her head, and put her red lips close to Ethan's ear and whispered a word: "What did the boy say to you?"

"Let me be careful. Everyone on this base knows your reputation." Ethan's response is true, Miranda's reputation can be interpreted in two ways, famous, or notorious.

"Hehe." Miranda smiled and shook her head, reaching out to grab Ethan's assault rifle, quickly checking the gun, casually said, "The above agreed to my request, this mission back, you will pass the team assessment project, from then on, you are my people."

"HMM." Ethan watched Miranda's dazzling movements as she examined the gun and nodded gently.

Miranda readily pressed the gun in Ethan's arms, and checked the equipment on Ethan's body for a circle, and finally nodded with satisfaction.

Under Ethan's surprised eyes, Miranda took out the tactical dagger on her leg side and sent it to Ethan.

Ethan subconsciously caught this double-edged half-foot fighting blade, this black half-foot fighting blade is very sharp, the blade is shining cold edge.

"Come back alive." Miranda said softly, reaching out and patting Ethan on the cheek, and turning on her long legs to walk away.

Ethan let out a deep sigh as he listened to the sound of heavy army boots drifting away.

Come back alive.

Such a requirement, and how many people dare to say that they can do it?