Apocalypse Cockroach

At last, the seafarers landed, much faster and more purposeful than the airborne seafarers in the sky, first on the east coast of Australia, then the United States, Europe, Britain, most of the islands fell and countless coastal cities were invaded by the seafarers. At this moment, humans around the world stopped fighting to prepare for the arrival of the seafarers.

In District 51 of Nevada, Flanders looked at a team of veterinary fighters coming out of the cultivation trough and were accepted by high-ranking evolutionists who were implanted in control chips, wearing the latest evolutionary equipment developed by the United States, lined up in a neat long line to be examined by others. As the initiator and leader of the veterinary fighter project, he watched his achievements being plundered, poisoned like an impending volcano, accumulated flames of hate had to burn all the higher levels into flying ash, the veterinary fighter was his hard work, the cause he had painstakingly planned over the years, unfortunately, the veterinary fighter had lost ground on the battlefield of the Great Lakes, and his reputation had been completely suppressed by Congress.

“Thank you, Dr. Flanders, for everything you have done to the United States. Five million American citizens will not forget your contribution, Congress will not forget your achievements. Everything you have done will be written into history. Before you do so, please hand over the experimental data on the transfer of souls to us. After all, this is the wealth of the entire United States… ”

Without mentioning the grief on Flander's face, the officer standing beside him looked colorful. This is a strong man in his early thirties, full of silver hair, strong man of Nordic descent. The general's tight body is like a tight suit. Flander, who changed his body, is about two meters tall. Even if the two are at least two meters apart, Flander can feel the invisible force field beside the strong man surrounding him, like being wrapped around a python.

The declaration that officers seemed to appreciate was a disdain for Flander, who, as an evolutionary, could not earn the credit of a man on the battlefield. In his mind, Flander was undoubtedly a coward who was greedy and fearful of death.

“Major Jobson, please note that you cannot represent the will of five million United States citizens, nor can Congress. I do not hand over these things in my devotion and reverence to the United States, but they are just not strong enough, so don't say these disgusting words to me... ”

Flemish was upset and naturally had no good words for Jobson. Jobson shook his head with a smile and was not angry, just asking: "What experimental data? ”

“Here you go...” Flanders pulled out a small, sophisticated hard drive and sent it to Jobson and turned around. Looking at the departed Flanders, Jobson's stiff cheeks restored calm and indifference. Flanders' shadow was a bit of a Shawther, but he couldn't be happy. He was the same person as Flanders. Because of his identity, he could only be repressed by the parliamentarians who manipulated the people, but they didn't really represent the ordinary people, but only used politicians to make their own personal gains. Just like this time, on the pretext that Flanders' research veterinary warriors had failed in the battlefield of the Great Lakes, holding him accountable for wasting a great deal of resources, but taking the veterinary warriors back to himself, demanding Flanders' core secrets.

Even if Flanders fails, there is no need to veto them altogether, even taking away everything else, let alone those fat parliamentarians who are not even evolutionaries, which makes most evolutionaries feel sad about rabbits, including Jobson.

“Flander, the Haitians are going ashore. If the parliament can't stop it, maybe it's an opportunity for you to take good advantage of it... ”

Flinty Jobson suddenly reminded Flander to stop walking, turn around slowly and look at Jobson, and then quickly walk up to Jobson and ask, "Would you like to be kept under their control? We're bleeding out front. Desperately, they're sitting in the back? On the pretext that we made a mistake and took everything from us? ”

Flander's questioning left Jobson speechless, and he turned to the veterinary warrior who had already pulled over and whispered, “But what can we do? After all, Americans believe in parliament, the army believes in parliament, only not us… ”

“Yeah, nobody believes us, evolutionists are aliens in the eyes of citizens, and want them to agree with us, unless they become evolutionists too, but how is this possible?” A third person walked in at this point, and this man alerted Flander and Jobson as soon as he appeared, wearing a grey robe, his face hidden in a hood, like a medieval monk, but under that hood was pure darkness, and only occasionally could he spot the eye waving under the hood, without any emotions and fluctuations, like two stubborn glass beads, but exceptionally bright, shaking the room as if it were a light point moving at night, allowing the person who saw it to develop the shade from the bottom of his heart.

“Vampire Comand?” Jobson backed away, trying to keep his distance from this guy, didn't want him near him, Flanders didn't know much about the native American evolutionists, looked at Jobson's palpitations in doubt, but heard Jobson shouting: “Don't come near him, he's a lunatic, he can manipulate anyone's blood, don't let him near five meters, or even the throne won't live... ”

“Oh?” Flander looked at Comand surprised. He didn't think anyone would have that ability. As long as it was biological, blood was the source of life. If Codman could draw human blood in a very short period of time, it would be an insoluble killer. Compared to Jobson's fear and fear, he wasn't worried, instead, that there were three perfect backup bodies and a sufficient number of blood species in the basement, as long as his soul was immortal, it would be fine to draw his own blood.

“What is your intention?” Flander looks at Comand, who walks a meter away from him, calmly asks, and Comand looks at Flander in amazement and says, "I want you to not die for experimental data, but also for veterinary warrior research. Of course, it's best if you want to come with me, although you will lose your freedom for a limited time, you will no longer have to look at the faces of those fools... ”

Comander's power has alerted Jobson, hundreds of Silver Armor Evolvers have gathered from all directions, and many more ordinary soldiers are on perimeter alert in chariots, ready to capture Comander, see Jobson's big move Flander is a little confused, he doesn't know who Comander really is or why Jobson is so afraid of Comander.

“Hahaha, it's useless, stop if you don't want to die here...” Comander laughed more than once, and then the whole man collapsed to the ground as if he had lost his bones. When Flanders stared, the robe flew into the sky, and countless flie-sized black beetles burst apart, first wrapped in the nearest Flanders, instantly the one was bitten by unknown mouths, then in the painful cry of the evolutionists around him, a small gap appeared on the silver armor of an evolutionist, the mad beetle bit any evolutionists and soldiers they had encountered.

Crying, screaming and shouting, and gunshots fluttering, all the bitten people fell and twisted on the ground, among them Jobson, Flander felt no pain, standing in place ignoring the swollen hard blocks of his body collapsed out of black blood, just looking around, the evolutionists lost most of their money, some of the rest fled with the panicked soldiers to the periphery, a fire dragon sprayed out of the flamethrower in the hands of a few evolutionists, like a sweep of a sweep in the bug swarm, many more desperate to call for support.

Soon, the flames were extinguished, lucky enough to get in the car soldiers and evolutionists did not return to flee, the rest of the black beetles were dancing in the sky, the people on the ground had not died, the agonizing twisting moans, Flanders found a small communicator standing in front of the former worm swarm changing Comand undoubtedly, the previous Comand standing in front of them was not real, just a puppet made up of worms, even those eyes were just monitors embedded in worms.

“Ha-ha-ha, Flanders, did you see that? Under my means, you have no chance of escape. There is still a way to surrender, otherwise...” Comander laughed wildly in the comms, and the twisting evolutionists around him had been in a coma, but Jobson remained sober and painfully howling: “Comander, you mad dog, don't you know that humans have reached the brink of destruction... ”

“What does that have to do with me? Destroy the human race, so long as I can be the highest evolutionary and have the power of mythology, what does human destruction have to do with it? Humans are my food, seamen are my food, so long as there is blood, I will not die... ”

Sen's cold voice came from behind Flanders, he turned to see a guy with a bright eye like blood, but a woman like him, this guy was with a group of evolutionists, one of the beautiful female evolutionists was being held by him, a golden beetle was dancing at the woman's fingertips...