Chapter 579 The Selfless Team Leader of Team 3

At this moment, on an open space 5 kilometers away from the Silver Hair Base, all eight Corpse-Wearing Men had gathered.

As far as the eye can see, the horde of zombies is dense and overwhelming, and the air is filled with a strong stench of decay. There are at least 800,000 zombies!

On a small hill in the center of the open space, one of the taller men pointed to the mountains in front of him and asked a question.

"Team 3! Is this the place?"

"Um."

The team leader nodded, took out the instrument from his pocket, and examined it carefully.

"That should be right. The signal source hasn't changed. The lair of those cyborgs must be hidden in the mountains ahead!"

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"Well, this kind of terrain, which is easy to defend but difficult to attack, isn't exactly friendly to us," someone else asked.

The team leader waved his hand dismissively, ignoring the man's question, and decisively gave instructions.

"Teams 5 and 8 stay behind, the other teams split up and take control of the zombie horde to surround this area."

He had barely finished speaking when he immediately added, "Oh, and once you're in position, remember to set up the anti-aircraft guns. We can't let these guys get away."

"Yes, Team 3!"

As the voice faded, the corpse-wearing man controlled his horde of zombies, which began to scatter in all directions.

The mountain range was too vast. As time went on, although they did not completely surround the target location, the constant barrage of anti-aircraft guns aimed at the sky ensured that the enemy had no chance to escape by air!

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About two hours later, the team leader of Team 3 received a message through his earpiece that all teams had arrived at their positions.

The corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up slightly.

“Let’s go! It’s time for us to get there. Although those cyborgs usually use gliders to travel, they must have built entrances and exits for their hideouts hidden in the mountains.”

"Once we find the entrance, everything will be much easier."

In his view, his side had an absolute numerical advantage and there was nothing to worry about; they could easily crush the opponent.

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Before long, the remaining 300,000 zombie horde also arrived at the foot of the mountain.

The captain of Team 3 looked at the mountain wall in front of him and muttered to himself softly.

"Next comes the test of patience..."

He continued, "Go and take out the detection equipment. Carefully inspect the mountainside ahead."

"yes!"

Two subordinates, each holding a detection instrument, began their work, one on the left and one on the right.

Surprisingly, one of the short, thin men seemed to be lucky; he noticed something amiss after searching to one side for less than an hour.

"Beep beep beep beep beep..."

He stared at the flashing red dot on the instrument, his face beaming with joy, and quickly called out into the communicator.

"I've found it here. The mountain wall is hollow in this location."

As soon as the voice faded, the team leader of Team 3 immediately led everyone over.

Without saying much, he directly ordered his remaining men to move a cannon over.

"Blast it open!"

"yes!"

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Load, ignite, fire!

"Boom, boom, boom!"

After three shells were fired in succession, the ground beneath everyone's feet trembled. As the smoke cleared, the rocks shattered, and a tunnel indeed appeared in the mountainside.

However, upon looking at the tunnel before him, the captain of Team 3 wore a strange expression, a rare occurrence.

"Strange, is it really that calm? Why haven't those cyborgs made any move?"

One of his men asked worriedly, "Boss, could there be an ambush? Logically, even if the enemy is slow to react, they should have noticed when we bombard them with artillery shells."

"Why haven't they appeared or resisted? Perhaps I should take some zombies in to investigate?"

The person who said that clearly has some loyal followers.

However, the captain of Team 3 waved his hand, his eyes narrowed, and he took the first step forward.

"No! You don't need to go, I'll go!"

Despite the countless bad things he has done over the years, he is the most loyal and affectionate person among all the Corpse-Wearers.

He didn't want his brothers to fall into the enemy's ambush again; he didn't want his brothers to die before his eyes again.

Even knowing there might be risks ahead, he was willing to stand at the forefront to protect everyone.

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The other corpse-covered men standing to the side were naturally moved to tears by their leader's heroic act.

At the same time, they were also filled with worry and tried to dissuade him.

"No, Team 3, you can't go. We'll need your leadership in the future."

"Yes, boss, I must pave the way for you in such a dangerous situation."

"Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow..."

A chorus of eager volunteers rang out at the scene.

The team leader of Team 3 looked at his brothers beside him and felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

"After avenging the old man this time, I will definitely retire from this life of crime and take everyone to a beautiful place with mountains and rivers to live out the rest of my life in peace."

He muttered to himself, then composed himself and remained resolute, shouting sternly.

"Alright, everyone shut up!"

"Since you all consider me your boss, then you must follow my orders!"

The scene immediately fell silent, and he turned to the captain of Team 5 and spoke.

"I'll go! If anything goes wrong, Fifth Brother, you'll be leading everyone from now on!"

"Huh? But..."

The captain of Team 5 paused for a moment, the words stuck in his throat, unable to find the right words to say.

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"Alright, that's settled then. You all wait where you are."

The captain of Team 3 waved his hand, no longer wasting time or listening to the advice of others, and controlled the horde of zombies to surge directly into the passage.

When the horde of zombies had advanced to a considerable extent, he resolutely strode forward with a determined expression!

"Team 3, you must come back alive!"

"Team 3, you've always been my boss!"

"..."

The people who remained behind, still covered in corpses, were moved to tears.

They dared not disobey orders and could only wait quietly and anxiously in place.

Although they had a large horde of zombies and immense power, they still had shortcomings.

The drawback is that zombie scouts cannot accurately bring back news from the front; to obtain accurate intelligence, someone has to go with them!

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Inside the passage, only the flickering lights provided illumination. The team leader, controlling the horde of zombies to envelop himself, cautiously made his way forward.

Finally, he safely walked out of the passage and officially arrived in the valley.

The first thing that catches the eye is the futuristic, bullet-shell-shaped base.

Then he discovered that the base in front of him was incredibly quiet, with the doors tightly shut and completely sealed off.

During this time, Han Shuo and the silver-haired group did not offer any resistance, as if they had suddenly vanished from the scene...

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