readx;?“ I see, you're drawing a steel helmet! Wang Agui was stunned for a long time before he understood what Song Wan'er was painting, watching Song Wan'er's little hands holding a small brush and deftly coloring on the hard hat, Wang Agui suddenly remembered - how long has it been since he kissed these little hands? Unexpectedly, Song Wan'er was still a woman who was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and Wang Agui had to admit that the influence of the family environment on people was huge. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's not like that! Do steel helmets have a brim? Chen Ergou shouted while correcting the crosshairs, people who don't understand art just don't understand art, they only know how to shout.

"Are you stupid? How many ordinary people are familiar with what kind of steel helmet? Our camouflage, military coats, military vehicles, and weapons are enough for them to dazzle, who cares if your helmet is real or painted? Besides, having a hard hat is better than having a bare head. Song Wan'er threw the shawl hair hanging down to her chest and said to Chen Ergou.

"That's right, Ergou, Lao Jin, should we also make a camouflage net or something to load on the car?" Wang Agui suddenly realized that this was a brilliant idea.

"That's right! Then go and fold some willow leaves or something and pull it on the helmet, fuck me! Chen Ergou snapped his fingers, "Wan'er, you're too smart!" ”

As soon as he said it, Wang Agui climbed onto the engineering vehicle, pulled out the engineering safety net from the car body, cut it with an electrician's knife, tied the knot, and re-knitted the camouflage net according to the shape of the car body. Chen Ergou held a big broom to push the fallen leaves on the side of the road into a pile; Jin Yutang ran to the willow tree on the opposite side of the national highway, broke off the wicker sticks, bundled them into bundles, and then hugged them.

After the camouflage net was compiled, Wang Agui applied a layer of glue on the net and then rolled it on the pile of fallen leaves, and a layer of fallen leaves was firmly glued to the net, and a copycat version of the camouflage net was made. Before the glue was dry, the three of them pulled the net and tied it to the bumper, the engine cover, the door, the roof, and the compartment according to the woven shape, until the entire jeep was surrounded by camouflage nets.

After that, each of the three of them took a bundle of wicker and stuck it in the mesh of the camouflage net, and the camouflage net became denser, as for the jeep is dark green, and the leaves are dry yellow, it doesn't matter, don't worry, tomorrow a bloody battle will be splashed with a layer of zombie black blood and minced meat.

Here, Song Wan'er's "steel helmet" was also painted, Han Yan used the remaining engineering net scraps to glue on the helmet, and then inserted a few wickers, and the five "steel helmets" were made.

"Ah Gui, is there a word written on this car to make us more powerful?" Jin Yutang looked at the empty body of the car, and felt that it was better to write two words like a special police car to show his combat effectiveness, "It's definitely not appropriate to write special police, you can't write 'special forces' in the end, right?" ”

"Well, just write 'Special Service Brigade', they are the real special sharp knives! I admire this kind of soldier the most, it's amazing! Our professional equipment is just right to pretend to be them, and no one will doubt it. "Wang Agui's first thought was special forces.

In fact, in reality, except for the special police, there is no combat unit that would write down what they do so grandly. But now it is the end of the world, and the most terrible thing about the end of the world is not the zombies, but the human heart. People who really have the ability have to weigh and weigh if they want to provoke, and the more capable the survivors, the more they will spare their lives, and the result of the two tigers fighting is to let the zombies and other survivors benefit.

In short, in the last days, it is to let those potential enemies overestimate you - of course, if you really meet a master, you can only accept your fate, for example, if someone has a rocket, you will directly bombard it, but at least you will die happily.

"It's too long, I didn't write it like that, so let's write 'special service'." Han Yan gestured and said, "It's like what is written on the SWAT car." ”

"I'll draw you a grid, and any of you will draw it down with yellow paint." Song Wan'er picked up a wooden board and lime block for decoration and went to the car body to make a grid and write bold characters.

When the sun sets, a murderous armed jeep with a camouflage net is displayed in front of everyone. This jeep is much more shocking than the white jeep just now, just two words - professional!

You have to be professional in everything, and the vehicles that really come down from the battlefield are covered in mud, dirt, and broken, and how dirty and messy the oil, sandbags, camouflage nets, and leaves are, but such vehicles are murderous, and the shock is the greatest. On the contrary, those white and clean vehicles are like putting on a show, looking very good-looking, but not much murderous.

One can imagine how shocking the first impression of such a car, with its specialized vehicles, professional weapons, and professional dress, plus the murderous five people on board, and those two dazzling big characters -- "special service" -- they are all soldiers who have experienced a hundred battles and crawled out of the pile of dead, and they are all special fighters with extremely strong combat effectiveness! No matter what kind of survivor team they encounter, they have to weigh whether they are qualified to talk to others, and those who can afford to exchange their lives also have to weigh how many lives they have.

"Hey, I originally wanted to wash my military coat, so I don't need it, it's just so dirty, so that it looks professional." Jin Yutang pulled his military coat full of mud, oil, and dust, and then looked at the military boots covered with dry mud, "What about the camouflage on your face?" Smearing mud? ”

"Don't, how dirty it is to smear mud!" Han Yan instinctively shouted, and after shouting, she remembered that half a month ago, her face was not as clean as wiping mud.

"How can you do it without mud? What should we do when people see that we are women? It's okay, mud doesn't ruin the skin, but oil paint does the skin. Song Wan'er patted Han Yan's shoulder and said.

"How? Let's wipe some mud and put a poss photo on the station? Chen Ergou stared at the two women and smiled maliciously.

"you!" The two women shouted in unison.

In the blink of an eye, it has been the end of November, although it has not yet reached the lunar month, but the temperature at this time has dropped to minus 10C, the hazy sky is drifting with light snow, and the terrible north wind blows on the face like a knife cut, the winter in Hebei has never been so cold at this time, and the abnormality of the climate has been highlighted.

On the frosty country road, the jeep jolted towards the distant village, and with such a big killer, everyone did not have to wait until it snowed, and the dry road was conducive to the driving of the vehicle. Their goal is still the same village, only this time they will enter through the main entrance, hopefully it will be more prosperous.

Jin Yutang drove the car and stared at the front with a pair of murderous eyes, and the jeep jolted from time to time - another zombie became minced meat under the wheels before he could shout. Chen Ergou stood in the body with a heavy machine gun and sorted out the magazine, his thin face without the hippie smile of the past; And the pitch-black heavy machine gun in his hand, the red wooden butt, the long bullet chain, and the gloomy bullets all show the murderous spirit of the heavy machine gun.

Wang Agui is still squatting in the car with 56 and a half on his back, and the wide Bayi thorn is obviously not as good as the slender 56 thorn in close combat with zombies. In addition to the rifle, Wang Agui had four grenades pinned to his armed belt, two 54 pistols stuck in his waist, a heavy spare magazine inserted between the armed belt and his clothes, and dozens of gas and oil bullets made of beer bottles on his hand; An 81-type light machine gun was resting on his lap, and Wang Agui was pressing bullets one by one into the four spare open drums.

Han Yan, who was sitting on the side, was holding a drum to install the light machine gun, and then stacking the spare drums neatly on the sandbags at hand. Song Wan'er took an electrician's knife to pick open the magazines of heavy machine gun bullets one by one, pulled out the bullet chain, and was ready to supply ammunition to Chen Ergou at any time, she was Chen Ergou's bomb supplier.

"Everyone, get ready, fire suppression begins!" When approaching the entrance of the village, Chen Ergou signaled everyone to prepare, then ripped off the windbreakers, hung the mask on his ears, tucked his chest and abdomen, tied his horse steps, put the butt of the Type 67 heavy machine gun on his shoulder, and put his fingers on the trigger. And everyone here quickly prepared for battle, opened the safety and loaded.

I saw that at the entrance of the village not far away, a large number of zombies poured out from the entrance of the village along with the roar of the jeep, and the zombies wandering in the farmland outside the village also followed. Slowly, the density of zombies is getting bigger and bigger; The number of zombies gathered at the entrance of the village has reached hundreds. The earth-shattering roar of corpses was mixed with the pungent smell of corpses blowing towards the jeep with the north wind, and even the five people who were used to the smell of corpses couldn't help but feel a little sick. Looking at the zombies with unkempt hair and tattered bodies, with large mouths with black liquids open, densely squirming, Chen Ergou felt that his scalp was a little numb.

"Bang bang bang!!" Facing the zombies, Chen Ergou first played a barrage to familiarize himself with the gun, and then the heavy machine gun in his hand officially roared. In the face of the dense group of corpses who did not know how to open the straggler line, Chen Ergou constantly adjusted his posture, and cooperated with each other to suppress the firepower with long and short point shots; In an instant, Sensen's bullet casings jumped out of the receiver like rain, and the cold muzzle suddenly became hot, and the bullets sprayed from the muzzle converged into metal dragons like a scythe of death and swept towards the oncoming corpses.

The heavy machine gun is worthy of the domineering title of "individual harvester", and a powerful bullet can pass through the body of a zombie and live from behind

A large piece of flesh or even broken bones is left on the back, and then the remaining kinetic energy can burrow into the corpse not far behind and tear its muscles and ligaments - this is definitely not something that a rifle or even a pistol can carry.

Where the torrent of metal swept by Jinba, zombies were either smashed or swept in two, and even their entire upper bodies were volleyed into a cloud of blood mist, and one by one the broken corpses turned into a pile of muddy minced meat under the wheels of the jeep. The "Individual Harvester" proved to the world that the invincible zombies are nothing but flesh and blood, and they are also the prey under the "Individual Harvester", and in an instant, hundreds of zombies were broken into pieces. The fierce north wind mixed with the bloody rain and bloody wind pounded the body of the jeep, Chen Ergou wiped the windproof goggles stained with black blood and began a new round of suppression.

The speed of the jeep slowed down, and more and more zombies poured in from the entrance of the village, and the density became larger and larger, and the earth-shattering corpse roar and the howling north wind were integrated, announcing the taboo of the zombie world to the living people who broke in. Groups of ragged, gray-covered zombies stepped out of the village without fear in waves and stumbled towards the jeep, ignoring the fact that their companions in front of them were swept into a mist of blood and sprinkled all over their bodies, with only one purpose: to devour all the living who came to them!

"Old Kim! Stop the car! Chen Ergou kicked the driver's seat. The jeep stopped with a "creak", and then the heavy machine gun turned off, Chen Ergou and Wang Agui quickly got up, picked up the steam and oil bombs on the car, lit the fire, and threw them at the zombie-dense place one after another, Song Wan'er and Han Yan held windproof lighters below and lit strips of cloth soaked in gasoline. One by one, the gasoline bombs shattered in the densely populated zombie places like hand grenades, and the gasoline inside was sprinkled to the surrounding zombies with inertia, and for a while, the dense corpses outside the village entrance fell into a sea of fire.

The wind fueled the fire, and the howling north wind intensified the burning of the flames, and the already dried clothes, shoes, and even skin of the zombies were burned, and for a while, billowing black smoke mixed with the smell of burnt paste filled the entire sky. The zombies in front of them had fragile tendons and muscles that became sluggish in the heat, but the corpses behind them didn't care about the roar of their companions at all, and still charged forward, the zombies in front of them were burned to the point of ossification, and the zombies in the back pounced on it, and then stepped on the corpses of their companions that were still burning and charged forward until they were ignited, and then they were pounced on and trampled on by the companions behind.

"Second wave!" Wang Agui saw that the fire was about to be extinguished, and the follow-up zombies densely packed the open space in front of the village, and threw out a second wave of gas bombs, and the fire that was about to be extinguished burned again; This is the entrance to the village, and it is downwind, so it will not ignite the buildings and precious food in the village.

"Lao Jin, rush over!" Wang Agui shouted, quickly knelt in the car body, and the light machine gun was mounted on the body baffle; Han Yan also set up the light machine gun in the same posture; Song Wan'er lay on the sandbag and stretched out her hand to protect the disassembled magazine.

The wind helps the fire, but the wind also extinguishes the fire, and the north wind helps the steam and oil bombs to burn through and ruthlessly suppress the fire on the zombies; After a wave of heavy machine gun fire and two waves of gas and oil bombs, the blackened corpses had fallen at the entrance of the village, and the number of them was as many as two or three hundred. The big killer is really a big killer, and the perfect combination of the two big killers of heavy machine guns and oil bombs deduces a tragic battle - of course, I only know that the zombies gathered blindly also perfectly cooperate with the performance of this group of two knives.

But the remaining zombies are still more than two or three hundred, and there are still a large number of zombies pouring out of the village, but it is obvious that the elite of the zombie group - the young and middle-aged zombies have been exhausted, and the zombies that come out again are mostly old and young, and there is even no shortage of baby zombies crawling on the ground. These zombies can be destroyed by a wave of light and heavy machine guns with burst fire.

Jin Yutang hung up the four-wheel drive, and the four wheels of the Beijing 2020 jeep began to rotate at the same time, and the powerful off-road function of the military jeep began to exert its power. The jeep ran over the zombies that were still burning and wriggling on the road; Those charred bones couldn't stand the crushing of the jeep at all, and the remaining zombie heads couldn't bite into the thick military tires at all, and the charred black limbs shattered under the tires; The scorched skulls were crushed into broken bones, and the black and red brains of the zombies were constantly sprayed under the wheels. As the jeep entered the hinterland of the corpses, the surrounding zombies also followed, and the jeep fell into a heavy siege.

"Ready!" Chen Ergou roared; Wang Agui, Han Yan, and Song Wan'er quickly pulled down the windbreakers, put on masks, and put their fingers on the trigger.

"Fire!" Chen Ergou gave the signal to open fire.

"Bang bang - bang bang bang!" The heavy machine guns roared again, clearing the way for the jeep.

"Da-da Two light machine guns then let out a roar and began firing, clearing the thin zombie wall around the car.

With the bumps of the car up and down, the three machine guns almost perfectly cooperated, a circle of fire protection net was formed around the jeep, and a corpse like fragments fell to the ground like straw, and soon there were no surviving zombies within more than ten meters around the car, and the jeep successfully entered the village.

"Agui! There's a grain and oil shop in front! There is also a grocery store next door! Hurry up and move your things! Chen Ergou condescended and saw clearly, "Lao Jin, turn around immediately, ready to rush out at any time!" ”

Jin Yutang chose an open space to tighten the turn, and the three machine guns were changed to short bursts to cooperate with the car's steering.

"Crunch." The jeep stopped, Jin Yutang took off the gear, still kept the engine running, grabbed the 56 and a half pushed the door and rushed out, at the same time, Wang Agui and the three put down the machine gun and jumped out of the car body.

"Hurry up! Come back as soon as the gun goes off! Chen Ergou finished firing the last half of the bullet chain, pressed a new one, and looked around vigilantly while hurrying to replace the hot barrel. The zombies gathered in the village were almost beaten, but the zombies who heard the gunshots for more than ten miles outside the village were moving here, and the roar of the corpses was getting louder and clearer; Wang Agui: They only had more than ten minutes to grab the supplies.

"Lao Jin, you two grain and oil stores, we two grocery stores!" Wang Agui shouted while escorting Song Wan'er and rushing to the grocery store. This distribution is an expedient measure, Jin Yutang and his family are practicing after all, and no matter how weak the body is, it is still okay for the two to carry a few bags of rice and flour; Song Wan'er is a weak woman who has no power to restrain the chicken, and now she has no strength, so she can only carry some light daily necessities.

Wang Agui broke open 56 stabs and kicked open the door of the grocery store, cautiously poked inside with a bayonet, "snap" Wang Agui felt the rifle tighten, only to see a big blue-gray hand behind the door grab the bayonet - sure enough, there are zombies!

These extremely weak people who fight with the zombies will definitely not be able to fight, Wang Agui used the technique of wrestling with the troops, his arms were loosened first, and the zombies who were originally competing suddenly dragged the bayonet into the house for a distance, taking advantage of the moment when the zombies' old strength was exhausted and the new strength was not released, Wang Agui's arms jerked back, and the zombies were pulled out of the house entirely, but the zombies were dragged out a little fiercely, and they suddenly stumbled on the threshold and fell to the ground, but they still grabbed 56 thorns in their hands.

According to the prior training, Song Wan'er jumped in front of the zombie with an arrow step, raised the eighty-one bar and aimed at the zombie's head - Wang Agui didn't dare to let her use a pistol, Song Wan'er was too weak, and her untrained and skinny arms couldn't withstand the huge recoil of 54 at all.

"Oh I fired?" Song Wan'er glanced at Wang Agui with some fear, and said with palpitations.

"Quick! I'm -- I can't hold it anymore. Wang Agui was trying hard not to let the zombie get up, and his weak arms had lost much stamina, "Putting his shoulders against his head, he shot with his kneeling. Wan'er! I believe you! ”

"Hmm!" Wang Agui's last sentence increased Song Wan'er's confidence, Song Wan'er knelt down on one knee, made a standard kneeling shooting posture, and aimed the muzzle at the zombie. Song Wan'er bit her lip and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!" The hot rifle bullet pierced through the zombie's skull, and flew out of the back of the zombie's head with countless pieces of broken bones and brains, and the zombie was violently flipped backwards by the huge kinetic energy of the bullet, and his hand was loosened and he fell to the ground. Song Wan'er's slender shoulders were also shaken and hurt, but Song Wan'er gritted her teeth and said nothing, this strong woman knew that she had to bear some pain.

"Good wife!" Wang Agui smiled at Song Wan'er, grabbed Song Wan'er, who was stiff, and rushed into the grocery store; They didn't have much time, and they were delayed for more than 20 seconds, and Wang Agui was a little anxious. But Song Wan'er has not gone through the baptism of real battle, she will always be that weak woman.

In the grocery store, a shirtless zombie wearing pants and slippers wriggled in from the back door with his fat body wriggling his teeth and claws, Wang Agui didn't dare to let Song Wan'er practice her courage anymore, so she stepped forward with an arrow, raised her arms violently, and the slender 56 thorns pierced through the mandibles of the fat zombie. The enormous inertia generated by the heavy rifle carries 56 punctures through the zombie's maxilla to the brain; Wang Agui twisted his arms, and the three prismatic thorns stirred up the filthy brain; As the bayonet was drawn, the fat zombie fell to the ground with a whine.

"Wan'er, you pretend instant noodles! Hurry up! Wang Agui slammed the back door, plugged in the latch, picked up the two cartons of milk on the ground and rushed out of the grocery store, "I'll be back right away!" ”

Song Wan'er leaned her rifle against the brick-made counter, and quickly pulled out the armed belt and clamped it

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) large plastic bag, and then grab the bulk instant noodles and snacks on the cabinet and throw them in, and I don't care if it is "Kang Shuaibo" or "Master Kong", throw everything that can be eaten into it.

However, after all, it was the first time for Song Wan'er to participate in this kind of operation, and the intense tension still made her brain unable to function normally, and when she entered the counter, Song Wan'er forgot the first rule of searching for hidden corners. And it was in the shadows under the brick-topped wide counter that a zombie with blue eyes and black water stood up behind Song Wan'er.

Song Wan'er felt as if the light coming through the door of the room seemed to be covered by something, and suddenly the woman's intuition strongly told her that danger was approaching, Song Wan'er realized what was behind her, and the cold sweat soaked her underwear at once; Song Wan'er forcibly suppressed the panic and forced the brain to function, which was already showing signs of death.

Wang Agui is not in the house, and the fatal blow of the zombie is only for a moment, and if you want to survive, you must rely on yourself! This thought flashed in Song Wan'er's mind, Song Wan'er suddenly pulled out the imitation steam dog from her waist, her body was short, "bang", a thick, corpse-spotted arm waved over her head, and her hard fingertips swept across the wooden cabinet, and the zombie's strong short-range attack ability left several deep finger marks on the wooden cabinet, along with a truncated finger.

Song Wan'er will dodge this fatal blow and quickly turn around to pull the trigger. However, at this moment, the zombie's arm turned around and grabbed Song Wan'er's arm with the gun. The strength of the zombie was so great that Song Wan'er's arm hurt, and the big mouth with black water staggered to think about Song Wan'er's neck bite.

Song Wan'er instinctively pressed her left arm against the zombie's mandible, gritted her teeth and slowly aimed the muzzle of 54 at the zombie's head. But the weak Song Wan'er's strength is too small, and her skinny arms don't have much strength at all, otherwise Wang Agui wouldn't have let her hold qiang for self-defense, 54's recoil is too great, and with Song Wan'er's current physique, one shot can break her wrist.

Seeing that disgusting mouth getting closer and closer to her neck, Song Wan'er, who was almost collapsed, not only did not despair, but showed her fierce side - she would rather die than give in!

It's close! It's close! It's just a little bit close! Song Wan'er bit her lip tightly, her teeth were already covered with bloodshots, and her arms were still strong against the zombie, and she pressed the pistol against the zombie's mandible little by little, and pulled the trigger.

With a crisp sound, the high-pressure gas cylinder pushed the steel ball to accelerate in the barrel of the gun, and a shining steel ball pierced the zombie's already tattered jaw with huge kinetic energy, pierced its fragile upper jaw, and then pierced its brain deeply; The zombie immediately collapsed, slowly slipped to the ground, and lay back down in the dark corner. The close-range lethality of Simulating Qiang is so powerful.

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Wang Agui, who ran out of the door, threw two cartons of milk onto the car body, Chen Ergou bit the pistol with his teeth and hurriedly bent down to yard it, and then quickly stood up and dropped two zombies who touched the side of the car with a headshot at close range, he must always be vigilant, a slight laxity may lead to a catastrophe. At this time, Jin Yutang and Han Yan rushed over with a bag of rice, Jin Yutang was still carrying a pot of cooking oil in one hand, and Wang Agui hurriedly went over to answer.

"Smack! There was a crisp sound in the grocery store, and a bad thought suddenly flashed in Wang Agui's heart, and he immediately dropped the oil pot and pulled out his pistol and rushed in. Song Wan'er is his woman and his closest person, if Song Wan'er has three long and two short, Wang Agui will blame herself for a lifetime.

When Wang Agui rushed in, Song Wan'er was leaning on the cabinet staring blankly at the counter, her delicate body trembling violently, and the qiang in her hand was still pointing to the ceiling.

"Wan'er! Wan'er! Look at me! Are you okay? Wang Agui walked around the counter and hugged Song Wan'er and shouted loudly. However, Song Wan'er was speechless, just shaking her head desperately, her teeth still clenched.

"Wan'er! You've got to get through it! Wang Agui glanced at the zombies under his feet, understood what was going on, grabbed Song Wan'er's arm and shook it and shouted, "I can't be by your side forever!" If one day I hang up, you have to live on your own! You've got to get through it! ”

Song Wan'er is on the verge of collapse at the moment, how could a woman who has never suffered anything since she was a child be so frightened? Wang Agui understood that this level was not easy, if Song Wan'er couldn't pass, she would go crazy on the spot, Wang Agui tried every means to encourage Song Wan'er to survive this dangerous level.

"In case I hang up, in case I hang up" A call swept through Song Wan'er's short-circuited brain like a strong current, and she was shouting in the depths of her heart, wake up, wake up, she will never say this kind of thing from the man she has relied on all her life, never Chen Yunchen, never allow Chen!

"Wow! - Woo woo - " Song Wan'er's brain was activated, her mind suddenly sobered up, and she looked at Wang Agui, who was extremely worried in front of her, and Song Wan'er cried out - just cry, just cry, Wang Agui was relieved.

"Don't cry! Hurry up and get to work! Wang Agui pushed Song Wan'er away and yelled, jumped off the counter, picked up the rifle and handed it to her, staring at Song Wan'er's eyes with eyes that would never allow Chen to resist, "You have to be strong!" Because you are the wife of my king Agui! You are a warrior! Do you understand? ”

Wang Agui's heart was hurting, but time did not allow them to love and hate me, Wang Agui went around the counter and searched the dark corners of the room, and then rushed out of the grocery store without looking back, leaving Song Wan'er standing alone in a daze. Song Wan'er must face the cruel reality, no one can guarantee that she will live well in the last days, and everyone must be psychologically prepared for death or the death of a loved one; However, whether or not such preparations can pass the test of actual combat can only depend on the willpower of the parties concerned.

Song Wan'er's tears were directly frightened back by Wang Agui's roar, Song Wan'er's fierce side appeared again, she bit her lip fiercely, and red blood flowed out from between her teeth. Song Wan'er forcibly moved her weak legs, picked up the plastic bag from the ground with trembling arms and continued to throw instant noodles inside. No matter how good the training is, it can't be worth a real battle, in the past six months, although Wang Agui has taught Song Wan'er a lot of things, but after all, it is not as thorough as a real battle, and in the case of weak body and nervous tension, he has experienced such a dangerous scene, and how strong willpower is needed to move his body for a woman who has never suffered since childhood.

"I can't be weak! I can't be weak! At this moment, there is only this belief in the frightened Song Wan'er's head, and it is this belief that supports her to break through the psychological barrier and support her to continue to complete her task - there are no men, no women, only survivors in the zombie territory, this is the law of the end times, no survivor has to learn to face this cruel law, no matter how great love and family affection can not replace the person concerned to face the reality that must be faced.

When Wang Agui rushed in for the fifth time, Song Wan'er was already trembling with a plastic bag in one hand and a rifle in the other.

The last two boxes! Wang Agui threw two cartons of milk into the car, rushed back to the grocery store again, and he couldn't do it anymore to carry two more cartons, his physical strength was too seriously overdrawn. Wang Agui took out a plastic bag from under the armed belt, grabbed sanitary napkins, toilet paper, toothbrushes, toothpaste, cigarettes and stuffed them into the counter, as well as pots, salt, and chili peppers.

"Bang bang - bang bang bang!" The sound of heavy machine guns rang out, and Wang Agui rushed out of the grocery store with two large plastic bags, and then almost climbed onto the body. Song Wan'er, who had already recovered a little, stretched out her weak arms and barely dragged Wang Agui into the car; At this time, Jin Yutang and Han Yan were carrying a bag of 30 catties of rice with weak feet and sweaty faces, and they stumbled and ran over. Wang Agui and Song Wan'er worked together to drag the rice into the car, and then dragged the weak Han Yan into the car and put on the car baffle; Chen Ergou's machine gun was still roaring, and the zombies outside had gradually gathered together at this time, roaring towards the jeep, and the old and small zombies crawling or walking from the alley behind them gradually formed a dense trend.

"Get down, everybody!" Chen Ergou roared and pulled a grenade from his belt. Everyone immediately fell on the car body, and Chen Ergou was about to use the last big killer.

A smoke-emitting Type 82 grenade flew into the dense group of zombies at the entrance of the village, and Chen Ergou quickly lay down; Jin Yutang lowered his head to avoid the windshield.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the powerful shock wave shook the jeep violently, shattering the glass of the houses in a radius of half a mile, and the huge air wave and countless shrapnel tore through the camouflage net on the car, and at the same time tore the surrounding zombies into tens of millions of pieces of residue.

"Old Kim! Walk! Chen Ergou quickly stood up, the jeep started, Jin Yutang hung up the four-wheel drive, the strict quality of the military car was reflected at this time, and the jeep that had been subjected to strong vibrations was still intact and roared towards the entrance of the village. Countless shattered corpses were crushed into smaller pieces by the wheels. The zombies hiding in the alley were entrailed by the shockwave, but their brains were intact, but before they could rush up, they were torn to pieces by light machine guns. The jeep ran over the shredded corpses and rushed out of the village with a foul black blood howl.

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