Gu Ji couldn't stand the thought of the Queen arriving again, so he had to speed up immediately and move the army to Black Continent before she arrived.

Gu Ji had always adopted a clean sweep tactic, where all combat-type Zerglings were involved in logistics. For example, the Thor Zergling not only attacked, but also flattened any rocks or hills it encountered along the way.

This made it easier for the Creep Zergling to spread its creep, increasing overall work efficiency. After all, the original purpose of the attack was to collect resources for the evolution of the Mother Nest.

But now it was different. Compared to other locations, Gu Ji could clearly feel that the survivors here were a little different after reaching Central Asia!

Why were there so many?

In the early stages of the apocalypse, survivor deaths were at their highest. But here, almost every transmigrator had a gun, which made things interesting. The zombies were the ones being chased everywhere.

The bullets were practically free. Especially the first zombies that encountered the survivors; their survival depended entirely on whether the magazine was empty or not. If it was empty, they were dead.

The AK-47 proved to be quite useful.

However, there were other differences, such as the speed of improvement. Aside from the elite levels, it was rare to see fourth-tier survivors in other places, but here, fourth-tier was still the mainstream, and the number of fifth-tier was about the same as sixth-tier.

Because of this, the power of individuals was limited by weapons. Although fourth-tier survivors could probably survive a few shots, a whole magazine would kill them.

However, things changed immediately when these weapons faced the Zergling.

After all, the Zergling had been constantly evolving and fighting, keeping their bodies in a state of activity. Now, these weak humans dared to stop them from expanding territory for the Queen?

"Roar!"

The movement of the Thor Zergling created a surprisingly cool effect in this arid region. It looked like a sandstorm stretching as far as the eye could see. Its huge body, wrapped in sand and dust, swept through like locusts, easily destroying all life in the area.

In the face of the Thor Zergling's war stomp, guns and rocket launchers were just toys. A 125 smoothbore gun would only create a spark.

The Baneling Zergling might not be able to withstand it, but the Thor Zergling wouldn't even budge.

"Monsters! What are those things? Black oil monsters!"

"Damn it! I told you not to mine anymore! Now look what happened! I knew something would come out when the oil came out!"

"..."

"What do we do now, boss?"

"What else can we do? Pull out the last few tanks we have. Don't hide them."

"It's no use. We already tried. They don't do any damage."

When they transmigrated, the vehicle crews brought their tanks with them. But without logistics, the consumption over this period meant that few of them were still running properly.

The crews, all wearing Stahlhelms, uniformly aimed their cannons. The automatic loaders were much more useful in this continuous battle than the "Black Uncle" loading machines. After all, the "Black Uncles" got tired.

After firing a couple of shots, they were surprised to find that the monsters were already right in front of them!

What was moving so fast? It didn't make sense. Shouldn't such a big monster be slow?

The tank commander stared in shock at the thermal imaging screen. Good lord, the monster's body temperature was higher than their engine's! Especially the back of its neck, where the heat vents were, which was completely red.

"Retreat! We can't fight them! Retreat!"

The commander wasn't stupid. These things were clearly not something they could fight. There was no need to resist.

Just then, the radio crackled. Satellite communication was down, but the radio was still working.

After a burst of excited language from the other end, the commander calmed down and nodded seriously.

"Yes!"

He took his foot off the driver's shoulder, who was stunned.

"Don't worry, brothers. News from the front says that these monsters won't attack us. They'll even avoid us. They won't even kick up a pebble on us."

As he spoke, a smile of relief couldn't be contained. "Oh, my God, that really scared me. Jack, yes, you, get out our good wine and let's celebrate."

"Simba, if you say that again, I swear I'll kick your butt with my uncle's stinky boots. Yes, I will."

"Hahaha..."

For a moment, the vehicle was filled with a joyous atmosphere.

No one noticed the red light flashing rapidly on the disconnected radio headset, indicating that a signal was coming in. But the next moment, it was silent.

Queen's collection +1.

Sure enough, the monsters bypassed the tanks at a distance without ever touching them.

The three men sat in the vehicle, their hearts pounding. No matter how much they trusted the front lines, this was a matter of life and death.