I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 217 - 215: Play with Planes (Literally Play with Planes) _1

Chapter 217: Chapter 215: Play with Planes (Literally Play with Planes) _1

The soldiers on the plane were panicking, trying to look down at the situation, but due to its structure, they couldn’t see what was happening below.

The leading planes were continuously circling in the air, unsure of what to do. They didn’t dare to fire rashly. If they opened fire, they might kill this winged zombie, but their comrades would also die!

Pingnan Base strictly forbade attacking comrades, and they risked severe punishment if they dared to violate this rule.

"Where is it?"

"It’s at the rotary frame, its hand is grabbing this part!"

"Request fire support, shoot it down!"

"63, are you sure?"

"We’re sure!" The soldiers on No.63 Fighter looked at the distant horde of zombies and grit their teeth to answer.

The lead No.47 Fighter turned its fuselage and moved closer upon receiving the orders.

While hanging with one hand, Tang Ye was swaying amidst the massive wind pressure. As he saw another fighter approaching, before even a missile launched from its wing, he twisted his neck and shot off a slab of flesh.

Slap!

Beep Beep Beep!

"Damn it, the fuselage is damaged!"

The No.43 Fighter was suddenly pushed down by a huge force and a shell blasted out. It flew past Tang Ye’s foot and crashed into a building behind, bursting into a ball of flames.

At this time, the No.43 Fighter also began to wobble uncontrollably. Its wing was twisted out of shape by Tang Ye’s slab of flesh, and they couldn’t maintain the balance, plunging straight into the ground.

Tang Ye stabilized his body that was continuously swaying against the strong wind. He also grabbed onto the fuselage, and his wings gave a shake, lowering the aircraft a bit more.

He had finally caught a fighter plane, and he didn’t want to let go so easily. He carefully took every step, he had to keep the crew on the plane alive!

"F*ck, we’re done for!"

The soldiers above spoke despairingly, hearing the zombies’ roar below, they became fearful.

Tang Ye’s wings once again pulled down, shaking the body of the fighter. The continuous creaking of the metal breaking kept coming. The pilot tried to control it, but the pull of the fighter was not as strong as Tang Ye’s.

It was slowly being pulled down.

The wind from the wings scraped the building next to it, the roaring sound lingered, and the friction between the bottom plate and the ground was nauseating.

In an instant, Tang Ye bent his arms into an odd shape, positioned himself facing towards the ground, and then landed his feet on the ground. He applied force to help the aircraft come to a stop.

Scrape Strike...

Two deep grooves were cut into the asphalt road by Tang Ye’s feet. Thankfully, the descent was stable. After letting the aircraft slide for some time, he let go and allowed it to slide on its own.

All he wanted to do was to package the fighter and prevent it from exploding. After the fall of the Yindan Base, Tang Ye returned to Lin City.

Before he came back, he thought about going to Huachen Jiangtian, but he decided against it.

One reason was because it was too far. Second, Tang Ye could not swallow his pride to do such a sappy thing. Even though he wanted to, he couldn’t guarantee that Ning Yu’er would not have forgotten about him. He feared that he might be wishful thinking.

A beautiful love story could happen, but Tang Ye did not believe that it would happen to him. Even if it did, he would only be a spectator while the others were the main characters.

He wasn’t a good speaker, nor was he a good actor, and he hated being embarrassed above all else.

If possible, he would prefer Ning Yu’er to come and find him herself.

However, these thoughts were just wishful thinking.

The grounded fighter finally stopped sliding, its silent stand in the distance. Tang Ye walked up to it, reached into his mouth, took out the fuzzy rubber band soaked in disgusting saliva and wore it on his wrist.

This was a habit he had unknowingly developed. He put it in his mouth before a fight, letting the flesh control his mouthing and shield it from damage. Even though it was disgusting, it could be cleaned and was very useful.

After doing this, Tang Ye pulled up his loose shorts. His back scales and wings receded. With his bare upper body, he fiercely stuck his hand into the black hatch and forcefully pulled up.

Crack ~

Bang!

Under the enormous force, the hatch flew up, revealing a few soldiers in front of Tang Ye. They sat there, staring at Tang Ye in fear, not daring to move. There was also a foul smell coming from inside.

Clearly, one of them had peed their pants.

"Come out."

"You...You can..."

"I can talk."

Looking at the soldiers’ startled expressions, Tang Ye knew what they were going to say and answered directly.

Upon hearing his words, the soldiers felt slightly relieved. However, a talking zombie still surprised them.

Zombies were swarming in from both sides of the street, but they just stood there and did not dare to approach.

The countless zombies around made their skin crawl. But when they didn’t get any closer, they knew that it was the zombie in front of them who was controlling things.

Its level must be very high, but what level of zombie could it be?

One by one, the soldiers unfastened their seatbelts. They cautiously stood in front of Tang Ye, except for the soldier who had been swearing and seemed very uneasy.

Tang Ye looked at them. He remained silent for a long time, looking as if he was sizing them up or organizing his thoughts.

"May I ask, Mr. Zombie, do you need something?"

A soldier, whose voice was trembling, spoke up after seeing Tang Ye remained silent.

They were all afraid of Tang Ye. However, they were surprised to note that he didn’t have wings. Weren’t there reports of a winged zombie?

"You guys come in large numbers, every day."

"???"

"What are you doing?"

The soldiers looked at each other and then back at Tang Ye after observing the zombies around them. After understanding what was happening, they said, "We...we were heading to Zhiyang Lake..."

"Zhiyang Lake? ...What are you doing there? Why are there so many planes flying over every day, you are disturbing me!"

Tang Ye picked at his back, peeling off a chunk of rotten flesh that was about to fall off. He brought down this fighter plane today just to ask them this question.

Every day, if it’s not a fighter jet, it’s a helicopter, the noise they make is annoying!

This has been going on for more than a month.

They all fly in the same direction. Tang Ye was both annoyed and curious. He decided to wait for an opportunity to bring one down. Although he had wings, he flew too slowly. Every time those fighter jets and helicopters fly by, there were at least a dozen of them, and even on a slow day, there would be five!

Tang Ye couldn’t fly as fast as them and was afraid of not being able to handle so many. So he decided to wait for a chance.

And today, he got the opportunity when only two fighters flew above his head. How could he possibly let it pass?