Wang Agui pulled the blade of the knife out of the scabbard, and Song Wan'er held a flashlight on the side, only to see that the blade was covered with dust and yellow spots - this was the result of long-term storage and lack of maintenance. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info There is still a crack on the body of the knife;Some places on the knife body have fallen off,Revealing the black-brown rust inside;It seems that this is not the standard equipment of today's militia,It should have been handed down from the cavalry establishment a long time ago,I don't know how many years it has been sealed in this cabinet。

Weighing the blade of more than two catties in his hand, looking at the wide blood groove on the clear knife body, Wang Agui clearly realized the importance of this knife: if the sapper shovel is replaced with a cavalry knife, then cutting zombies is even more powerful.

After all, the cavalry knife is a standard equipment that has been specially designed and tested in actual combat, and it is far more powerful than the sapper shovel that turns sore with a few swings of the arm; And more importantly, this long knife is specially designed for one-handed fighting, unlike the samurai knife designed for two-handed fighting, without several years of professional training, the left and right arms do not work well together. In the future, it is inevitable to run into other survivors, it is normal to fight and play with life, an inch is long, an inch is strong, and a long knife often means victory. And this is a military item, and it is definitely not comparable to those samurai swords under 10,000 yuan.

Wang Agui picked 5 of the best-preserved cavalry knives and brought them, and picked 6 intact 56 and a half and a half and said to Song Wan'er: "Wan'er, you go up first with bullets and military stabs." I'll carry the grenade and the gun. ”

"Agui, hurry up, there's movement." Seeing Wang Agui carrying a few things wrapped in oilcloth, and Song Wan'er carrying two boxes up, Chen Ergou, who was nervously on guard, ran over to help while urging him.

At this time, the roar of the corpse could be heard in the small building not far away, Wang Agui and Chen Ergou quickly loaded the trunk with their hands and feet, and tied rifles to the body of the car; Song Wan'er trembled and filled the empty magazine of Type 54 with bullets and handed them to them.

"Agui, let's go!" Chen Ergou took the two pistols, loaded them against the fire, inserted them in the back belt, and stretched out his legs to straddle the motorcycle.

"Here, they're coming, and it looks like they're all in the middle of the village." Wang Agui stepped on the motorcycle. There are already zombies coming out of the alley on the road, although they are all old and young, but there will not be only a few in such a large village; Although the combat effectiveness of this kind of zombie is not strong, it is troublesome enough to have more of them.

"Shall we try the cavalry sword?" Chen Ergou started the motorcycle and patted the scabbard on his waist.

"Pull it down, it's getting dark, don't get stuck in it; Save some effort. Wang Agui smiled and started the motorcycle to drive to the entrance of the village, the enemy is outnumbered, fighting guerrilla is the best policy, if you can't fight, you can escape, and a pile of corpses What's the effort.

"I'll take it, I can't practice knives today!" As soon as the motorcycle turned onto the main road leading to the entrance of the village, Wang Agui cursed. From the time they entered the village to now, it has not been more than half an hour, and they have tried their best to tiptoe, but after all, they can't escape the sensitive senses of the zombies.

On the road leading to the entrance of the village, the zombies from each household have successively formed a siege trend, and this group of zombies is mostly old zombies and small zombies, all of whom are left-behind elderly and children from each family.

Seeing the fresh human flesh, this group of hunched over, wrinkled, incomplete teeth, walking swaying zombies excitedly raised their mottled stumps, stared at the blue eyes and roared towards the three of them, the torn clothes hung ragged on these stumbling bodies, the hard blood clots continued to fall down with the vibration of the body, and the arms and hands like dead trees were still stretching forward vigorously, looking at these zombie kings Agui couldn't laugh at all: these old people had endured all the hardships in the first half of their lives, Originally, the second half of his life should have been the time to retire, but in this great disaster, one generation suffered twice, pitiful and pathetic.

Behind the group of elderly zombies, there is a group of small zombies crawling or walking; A crawling baby zombie was dragging a baby walker behind him, with a long diaper attached to the zombie's pants and a small hook hanging on the walker. Poor child, before he had time to see the world, he became like this, and Wang Agui felt a little tired.

It can be seen from these zombies that the corpse chaos here broke out earlier, the skin of the zombies has turned blue-gray, and the black corpse spots are all over the body, compared with the zombies that Wang Agui faced yesterday and are similar to the living people, they are simply two looks, and the movement speed of the zombies has also decreased significantly, and the screams have changed from wild roars to low roars, which is right in the manual, and the movement function of the human body will decline significantly after the corpse. Wang Agui realized that there was no need to be as wasteful as yesterday.

Looking back, there are groups of corpses coming from the center of the village pulling the straggler line in twos and threes, and there are hundreds of them in number, including many young and middle-aged zombies, and it seems that the center of the village is the last to fall. Generally, there is an ancestral hall in the center of such a large village, and the ancestral hall has the best defense measures, most of the zombies have gone to besiege the ancestral hall, when the ancestral hall falls, they stay around until they find Wang Agui and they enter the village.

Three battles a day, which made Wang Agui feel a little unbearable, in the morning on the sixth ring road to block once, at noon on the highway to let the robbery once, this is almost dark and let the zombies block again, out of the division is not good; It's a shame that this is the beginning of the end of the world, and I have plenty of physical strength, so if I let it be so blocked in a few days, I don't know if I can break through alive.

"The old rules, rush out according to the entrance of the village!" Wang Agui pulled out his shining cavalry knife and waved it in the air and shouted, "Wan'er, hold it tight!" ”

This time, Chen Ergou rushed out first, and every time Wang Agui, who was with a woman, rushed in front of Chen Ergou and felt a little embarrassed, this time Chen Ergou, who was strong and strong, naturally wanted to be a pioneer.

The power of the cavalry knife was quite strong, and with the huge inertia of the motorcycle, the two knives flew in the corpses with a cold light, and the corpses were mixed with black blood and fell to the ground like ripe apples in autumn. The cavalry knife is worthy of being a cavalry knife, it is born to cut people's brains, Wang Agui and the others don't need to round the knife, they can easily cut off the neck of the zombie by adding an inch of strength to their wrists; For those elderly zombies, osteoporosis reduces the strength of the skull, and sometimes a cavalry knife can split the zombie's head in half diagonally.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) but the knife is not a machine after all, a day's fright has exhausted their energy, after a few minutes of sudden killing left and right, Wang Agui and the two felt a serious decline in physical strength, and the knife weighing two catties slowly felt like a thousand catties of weight; The entrance to the village in the distance was very clear in the setting sun, but the three of them couldn't get closer, and there were always some zombies that could come out of the horns.

"He's, he can't get out!" Wang Agui laid the car across a clearing in the village and slashed a small zombie clinging to a motorcycle. The black blood of the zombies had splashed all over his and Song Wan'er's clothes, and the originally snow-white motorcycle had turned black at this time, and Wang Agui felt a little out of strength after moving his sore right arm.

"Why are there so many zombies? How could there be so many left-behind elderly people and children? The village chief should have been pulled out and shot for ten minutes! Chen Ergou looked at the old and young zombies that were still coming over and felt a little ridiculous, if he died in the mouths of these zombies, he would feel ashamed to be a ghost, but after thinking about it, fortunately this is an old and young zombie, if it were all young and middle-aged zombies, they would have run out of gas now, "What should I do?" With a gun, right? ”

"Can you guarantee a headshot?" Wang Agui shook it over, and Chen Ergou immediately ran out of power. The feeling of having a gun in hand but not being able to use it made him a little aggrieved. But what's the use of using a gun if you can't get a headshot? Is a headshot anyone will? With a grenade? It's even more unreasonable, there are many houses around here, and there is no place for the three of them to hide, and the shock wave generated by the explosion of the grenade can kill zombies as well as the living.

"TM, two dogs! You're going to hold on to me for three minutes anyway! I'm going to make a gas bomb! Wang Agui glanced at a three-wheeled agricultural vehicle not far away and shouted to Chen Ergou. At this time, there is only this way, and today I have made some miscalculations, thinking that these zombies are easy to deal with, but I ignore that their physical strength has begun to be overdrawn - I have been used to a stable life in the past few years, and many precautions have been naturally ignored.

"Good! Hurry up! Chen Ergou gritted his teeth, picked up his knife and followed Wang Agui to the three-wheeled agricultural vehicle, he was responsible for driving a clearing around the car, leaving time for Wang Agui to make gas bombs.

Gas bombs are powerful enough to use, but they are extremely troublesome to make. Wang Agui stopped and got off the ground, took out his gun and shot headshots at several zombies next to the car at close range, even if the black brains splashed on his body, he couldn't care about it; Chen Ergou couldn't hold on for long, if he let the zombie army behind him surround him, the three of them would really have to be reimbursed here today.

I did the same thing I did yesterday in the underground garage, smashing the windows, digging the hose out of the toolbox, and priing open the fuel tank cap, but the problem came again, there were no extra containers here except for the two spare four-liter oil cans in the car.

"Wan'er! Pour all the mineral water, I'm going to use a bottle! Wang Agui shouted to Song Wan'er while pumping oil into the oil pot. Song Wan'er originally wanted to say that we would just have this little water, but she opened her mouth and closed it, and immediately took out a few bottles of mineral water prepared from the trunk and poured water on the ground.

"How much longer? TM's I can't hold on! Chen Ergou's right arm had begun to be congested, but he didn't dare to stop, seeing that the zombie army was only a few dozen meters away from the open space, Chen Ergou was anxious.

"Wan'er come over and fill the oil!" Wang Agui stuffed the hose to Song Wan'er, tore off a rag from the seat of the car and stuffed it into the mouth of one of the oil pots, and the other opened the mouth, holding a gun in one hand and carrying two oil cans filled with diesel in the other hand and rushing towards the zombie army behind. Wang Agui has to stop this large group of zombies first.

A large army of young and middle-aged zombies saw a fresh meat carrying something running towards them, and they were immediately excited, and their steps also sped up a lot, although the air was filled with the pungent smell of diesel, but it still couldn't stop the zombies' interest in eating fresh meat.

"Well, take a shower!" Wang Agui laughed cruelly, put down the oil pot with the tightly stuffed lid in the rush, and held the open oil pot with both hands to splash diesel fuel on the zombies in front of him. The zombies, however, ignored the splashed things and continued to reach out for the fresh meat in front of them, which was just a drizzle for them.

Seeing that the encirclement was getting smaller and smaller, Wang Agui didn't care that the oil pot in his hand had not been poured yet, and smashed the oil pot at the nearest zombie, and the zombie was smashed, only paused for a moment, looked at the liquid thing curiously, and then continued to walk towards Wang Agui.

"Bang!" Wang Agui pulled the trigger, and the hot bullet penetrated into the bottom of the pot with only a little oil left, and then quickly ignited the remaining diesel. The violently burning flames gushed out from the mouth of the pot before the plastic pot could be burned, and then ignited the zombies around who were doused with diesel fuel, and the angry flames instantly filled the group of zombies who were beating their heads; But a pot of diesel fuel is too little after all, and although the flames on the zombies are fierce, they can't stop their marching; The burning zombies continue to move forward with tenacious steps like a T800 terminator coming out of the sea of fire.

"Hey!" At this moment, Wang Agui lit another oil pot with a cloth soaked in diesel fuel, raised the oil pot with both hands and pushed it towards the group of corpses behind the fire corpse that was not burning too violently; Then he bowed down and ran to Song Wan'er. As soon as Chen Ergou saw that the oil pot was thrown, he immediately twisted the accelerator and fled from the corpse.

"Boom!" The oil pot exploded in the crowd of corpses, and although it was not as powerful as a grenade, it could also shatter all the glass nearby; With the swing of the shock wave, pieces of fire oil were sprinkled like rain on the corpses, and the zombies that suddenly surged in front were completely engulfed in flames; Clothes, hair, dry skin, everything that can be burned on the zombie body is burning, one zombie is not terrible to burn, dozens of zombies are burning to form a devastating and withering trend.

Soon the zombies who hit the head fell stiffly to the ground, the zombies behind were tripped up, and then the ones behind still rushed forward regardless of it, and for a time the corpses were crowded and chaotic, and the large army was completely blocked. The burnt smell of burning flesh and skin was accompanied by billowing black smoke, which made the three of them a little nauseous.

Wang Agui didn't care about admiring this beautiful scenery, took the seven or eight two-liter mineral water bottles stuffed tightly with cloth strips from Song Wan'er's hand, lit the cloth strips and threw them at the corpses in front of him, although the power of these gas and oil bombs was not great, but they also successfully slowed down the zombies' attack speed.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) "Two dogs! Rush over! Wang Agui pointed at Chen Ergou and shouted loudly at the wall of fire in front of him, "Wan'er, get in the car!" ”

"Go first!" Chen Ergou inserted the cavalry knife, wiped the goggles blackened by the corpse's blood, and violently twisted the accelerator to rush over the group of corpses covered with flames.

Wang Agui then twisted the accelerator and rushed towards a wall of fire like a sea of fire, after all, there were still few zombies in front of him, Wang Agui rushed left and right in the sea of fire, and the wheels ran over the charred corpses on the ground with a terrifying cracking sound. Wang Agui has only one thought at the moment - rush out, rush out, rush out is to be born!

The dozens of meters long wall of fire was like a long march of thousands of miles, Wang Agui rushed out of the corpse with a body of flames in the moment before the collapse, and the motorcycle rushed out of the village after running over the remains of several zombies.

Song Wan'er's brain was blank, she only knew that she hugged Wang Agui's waist and closed her eyes tightly to pray; The helmet that started to heat up was so hot that she wanted to cry. Suddenly, the car stopped, and a pair of strong hands pulled her arm apart almost violently, dragging her off the back seat of the car and throwing her to the ground, and then a strong arm held her tightly and rolled desperately on the ground. Song Wan'er, who had already made the smell of the helmet smoky, instinctively wanted to resist, but felt that her arm was held tightly and couldn't move at all, Song Wan'er was desperate, she thought she was dragged from the car by a zombie.

"That's it! When the fire is extinguished, arise. The arms on her body were loosened, Song Wan'er sat up dizzily and took off her helmet, Wang Agui and Chen Ergou were sitting on the ground with a scorched smell and panting; Looking at the burnt clothes on her body in the afterglow of the sunset, Song Wan'er understood what was going on, it turned out that Chen Ergou dragged her off the car seat, and Wang Agui held her and rolled on the ground to extinguish the fire on her body; At this time, Song Wan'er felt a faint pain in her leg under her jeans, and it seemed that this was all burned.

"Does it hurt?" Wang Agui looked at the clothes on Song Wan'er's body, and saw that except for a few holes in the pants, the autumn pants were not burned, and then asked reassuringly.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt; Are you okay? Song Wan'er's heart was sour, her eyes were wet, she took off her gloves and stroked Wang Agui's dark face and comforted her.

"It's fine, thanks to the thick clothes." Wang Agui inevitably got some diesel fuel when he threw the oil pot, so his sleeves were burned out of several large holes, revealing the autumn clothes inside. Riding a motorcycle is not as good as riding a car, even in late summer and early autumn, it will catch a cold, so the three of them are dressed thickly, and they also wear knee pads and wind protection leggings on their legs, which avoids the pain of skin and flesh.

"Ergou, are you okay?" Song Wan'er was relieved at this time, turned her head and asked Chen Ergou.

"It's okay, I don't have oil on my arm, it doesn't burn much, and it's gone when I roll." Chen Ergou rubbed his swollen and sore arm and said with a wry smile.

"It's okay, I asked you to wear more clothes at the beginning, and you were still chirping there crookedly, and it was too hot and too thick, listening to the old man playing with fire, that's right." Wang Agui rolled his eyes and squeezed Chen Ergou and said.

"If you have it, you can give it to you!" Chen Ergou grinned back, "I said Wan'er, don't record it, you won't hurt?" Don't record it, it's ugly! ”

"Don't move, you have to keep a memorial when you win; I can still reminisce when I get old. Song Wan'er's arm is not sore, and she is holding a digital camera to record Chen Ergou at the moment. Song Wan'er likes to record videos, and the video materials on the laptop and the digital camera are the only electrical appliances she takes with her when she leaves Beijing.

"Gotta get it, you can record it, whatever you want! - Yay! Two! Chen Ergou stretched out two fingers and posed "I'm very two" at the camera lens, "The digital camera is about to run out of power, right?" When the battery runs out, see how you record. ”

"Well, that's enough for two. Don't worry about it, there is a power supply on the police motorcycle, which can be charged. Song Wan'er said confidently, and then took the camera to record the village with thick smoke.

Wang Agui sat on the ground, looked at the village with billowing smoke in the distance, and looked at the red sun in the west, and felt a trace of sadness in his heart: it has only been two days since the end of the world, and he has faced a desperate situation six times, and this last day is so dangerous! Thinking about the road ahead, Wang Agui felt a lack of confidence for the first time - he thought about the end of the world too simply.

After coming out of the village, the trio got on the highway again and stopped at a pile of cars just after dark, where they were to spend the first night of their fugitive career.

It was a windless and moonless autumn night, and from time to time a few night birds flew by in the windbreak forest next to the highway, and the mournful cry accompanied by the occasional corpse roar pierced the dead night sky from time to time. In the parking lot of a gas station next to the highway, a fire burns outside a business RV, and the flickering flames happily devour broken tables and chairs, exuding warmth and warmth to the surroundings.

Wang Agui was taking advantage of the firelight to maintain the motorcycle with oily hands, and Song Wan'er was cooking noodles on the fire, and the thick aroma stimulated the hungry three; Chen Ergou swallowed his saliva while watching the fire. The three of them were silent, the corpse riot obviously spread from the south, Henan and Hebei are both provinces with large populations, today Rao luckily ran to the outskirts of Baoding City, who knows how far they can run on the highway? How would the three of them survive without the highway? This is all a problem, although there are guns now, but it seems that the situation has not changed much, the last days, it is really not the era of the living.

"Agui, Ergou, wash your paws and eat!" Song Wan'er said mischievously to Wang Agui and Chen Ergou while putting noodles in the lunch box, she tried her best to pretend to be relaxed, firstly, she didn't want Wang Agui to worry too much, and she didn't want to make herself look so useless; Second, I am also the oldest, and sometimes I have to take on the responsibility of my sister.

"Okay, wash your paws and eat! Oops, it's so different to have someone cook for you, it's so happy! Wang Agui washed his dirty hands in a basin of water, and tried his best to cooperate with Song Wan'er to enliven the atmosphere. Looking at the dark highway in the distance, the white figure flickering from time to time next to the abandoned car, Wang Agui felt a trace of sadness: the new ghosts are annoyed and the old ghosts are crying, these unjust ghosts are still reluctant to live belongings, maybe they haven't realized that they are dead, right? It is said that wealth is not brought to life and death is not brought away, but how many people can really see through and let go?

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