Rumble!

A dull explosion emanated from inside the mountain, waking up all the wandering zombies, who cast their indifferent gaze on the mountain peak, observing something. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Then, as if guided by some will, the special infected took the lead and ran somewhere halfway up the mountain. The actions of the special infected led the ordinary zombies to follow, leading them all to somewhere halfway up the mountain.

Boom! Boom! Knock knock knock......

However, the special infected who were running rampantly ran into an invisible protective shield and were blocked from a certain area of the target. They stopped, rubbed their heads on their heads, and kept tapping their limbs against the invisible shield in front of them, trying to get through it.

The ordinary zombies that followed behind the special infected easily entered the protective cover, and after they found that there were no special infected people in front of them, they looked back at the special infected people who stopped in confusion. They had no thinking powers, and they couldn't understand why these powerful people didn't go any further, but stopped at this place.

A tank angrily patted the shield in front of it, it hated this kind of thing, but there was nothing it could do about it. A few zombies slowly came to the tank and stood in the position of the original protective cover.

Tank threw a frustrated punch, his fist smashing the zombies to pieces through the protective shield. But Tank's arm was also stuck in the protective cover and could not be pulled out. This was so angry that Tank could only roar loudly again.

Somewhere halfway up the mountain, a hidden institute exits.

With a kick out, the young black woman kicked open the forbidden and closed alloy door, and its force was so great that even the tank could not necessarily match.

After opening the closed alloy door, the black woman took the lead out of the underground research institute, followed by a ** big brother in white, a young white guy, and an old man with gray hair. All four were armed with a variety of weapons, ranging from firearms for shooting to baseball bats and katanas for melee combat, and the black woman was carrying a first-aid kit marked with a red cross.

Not far from the alloy gate was a wooden table with piles of bullets and several firearms, as well as the same Red Cross first aid kit.

"Little Pack! Pi for guns! Say it when you're ready. The black woman commanded the other three while she bandaged herself.

After some bandaging, the white guy's right leg, which was originally somewhat inflexible, returned to normal, and his mobility was no different from that of ordinary people. Then the white guy grabbed the first aid kit on the table and looked at the black woman.

"Madame, am I going to change my gun?" With that, the white guy picked up the shotgun in his hand.

"No, the shotshot is just right, and then we have to rush forward with all our might, and we can't stop for a moment. It is suitable with such a high-powered gun. The black woman also swapped the sniper rifle in her hand for the shotgun on the table, "Raven, you changed the charge too." ”

**The eldest brother threw away the submachine gun in his hand, and also picked up the scattered bullets on the table and replaced them. He and the black woman were holding the same firearm in the same position, but after the two of them had finished holding the gun, there was a duplicate shotgun on the table.

After reloading the bullets, the old man walked over to the alloy door where he came, and began to operate the computer next to the door, which now controlled most of the facilities of the institute. They relied on something reserved by the institute to jump away, and they needed to arrive before the zombies could destroy it.

"Madame, are you ready? When I was ready, I pressed it. The old man turned back to the black woman and asked.

"Don't worry, let me try the grenade." Picking up the grenade launcher on the table, the black woman aimed it at the mountain clearing.

Rumble!

"Yes, I'll take this." While refilling the ammunition, the black woman replied to the old man, "Alright. Open! ”

The old man pressed the last confirmation button, and the mechanical device in the mountain began to operate, transporting the escape tools reserved by the research institute to the foot of the mountain through automatic facilities. And now the task of the four of them is to get to the foot of the mountain as fast as possible, and take it away before the zombies destroy the vehicle.

With the black woman's order, the four rushed towards the foot of the mountain without looking back. As they left, many zombies appeared from the direction of the mountaintop, from all sides of the forest, and pounced on them.

Bang! Boom! Rumble!

The four of them ran and shot at the same time, and no ordinary zombie could survive a second shot under their guns. Even if they occasionally miss a zombie and are bitten by a zombie at close range, they will push the zombie away without caring and then make up for it with a shot to destroy the zombie.

Ordinary zombies can't stop them at all, and only when the special infected appear, they will be allowed to concentrate their fire on the special infected. However, a small number of special infected people are no match for them, and they cannot be really involved.

The figures of the four of them are getting farther and farther away from the wooden table. When they could no longer see the wooden table, it and the ammunition supply on it disappeared as if it were non-existent.

Out of sight of the four of them, a huge protective shield protected them, the protective shield blocked most of the special infected people, and only a few special infected people could enter the protective shield with a large number of zombies, using the corpse tide to delay them. More of the special infected could only follow the movement of the protective shield, moving forward little by little.

The shield is a large circular circle, followed by a large number of Special Infected, and in front of the shield there are also many Special Infected who are kept out. Moreover, the protective shield will move with the four people moving, and the special infected people in front of them can only be squeezed out by the protective shield, constantly retreating.

At the foot of the mountain, rocks rise near the road, opening an alloy door. This is an entrance to the institute, and vehicles in the institute can be transported into the institute through automatic devices. Originally, the four of them could have taken a vehicle in the institute and left, but their area was too far away from the garage, and there were countless zombies on the road to enter the garage. In other words, they are not allowed to enter the garage in the institute, so they can only descend from the halfway point to the highway and use the vehicle to escape.

An off-road vehicle is pushed onto the road by an automaton, and the special infected people who have been waiting for them rush up to destroy the vehicle. However, the off-road vehicle is covered with a strange film of light, which protects the off-road vehicle from special infected people.

Tank tried to smash it with his strength, but broke his arm. Spitter tried to melt it with acid, only to find that the acid had scratched the surface of the car, leaving it undamaged on the ground. Boomer tried to destroy it with an explosion, but only blew up other special infected, and the buggy didn't even move a centimeter.

As time passed, the four men got closer and closer to the buggy, and the protective shield also resisted the position of the buggy, pushing the special infected people who were pushed away from the mountain, plus the special infected who focused on the vicinity of the buggy, to a farther place.

With unwilling roars, these special infected were ruthlessly pushed into the forest, unable to step beyond the protective shield.

Soon, four people rushed to the vicinity of the off-road vehicle. They were surprised to find that there were not a single ordinary zombie here, and there were no special infected people in ambush.

"Ma'am, we're going to be quick this time." The old man said slowly and got into the SUV.

The buggy has a total of four seats, which is just right for all four people.

"Pi, do you think the plot map we've been playing lately feels weird?" The black woman looked around with some confusion, and there really wasn't a single zombie or special infected.

"No, I didn't think the plot map was weird lately!"

The black woman glared at the white guy and put her hands on the steering wheel. "Shut up!"

"It's your delusion, ma'am." The eldest brother spoke on the side, and he didn't think it was weird.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much."

The off-road vehicle starts up and heads for a bright future. The four people sitting in the off-road vehicle lost their luster in their eyes, became dull, and began to disappear one by one, first the white guy, then the ** big brother, then the old man, and finally the ......

As the number of people vanished, the protective protection that protected them instantly failed, and a large number of special infected people rushed out of the forest and pounced on the off-road vehicle.

A huge tank slams into the front of the buggy, knocking the entire buggy off the ground.

The blow was sudden, so sudden that the figure of the black woman who was disappearing at the end was instantly clear.

Tumbling and falling from the buggy, the black woman regained her senses, staring in amazement at everything in front of her, staring blankly at the huge tank.

"! Is this also FLAG?! What is this unfolding!? ”