Flame Brotherhood, huh.

"What kind of secondary name is this?

At this time, there were only two people left on the street, Lao Pi and Song Xiaocheng. According to Song Xiaocheng's rich game experience in the past few years, this kind of rescue work is troublesome and dangerous, so he arranged for others to drive the tank back to the fire fortress, and only himself and Lao Pi went to carry out this task.

"Because they are all in prison because of your stupidity and carelessness!" Song Xiaocheng said to Lao Pi.

The Southern Combat Readiness Warehouse, as the name suggests, is used to store combat readiness materials. Lao Pi knew the warehouse, and according to his description, the place was not far from the city's Third Central Hospital.

"There are more and more zombies along the way. ”

Without a vehicle, the two of them had to travel on foot, and along the way, they had already experienced more than a dozen fierce battles, not counting the lone zombies that pounced from the corner from time to time, or suddenly stood up to attack them when they looked dead.

"If you're following me, they won't be able to do anything to me. ”

Song Xiaocheng was almost certain that he should be almost invincible at this time. Not only did the pistol bullets only leave a few red marks on his face, but the zombie bite didn't seem to work. According to his understanding, Igni's other role is probably to greatly increase his defense.

"Okay, you are meaty, you explore the way!" said Lao Pi, who was obviously happy to do so.

Not only did the defense increase dramatically, but after the small battle at the entrance of the supermarket just now, Song Xiaocheng's understanding of Igni also went to a higher level: the external heat absorbed by the Fa Yin will also be strengthened when it is released, otherwise it will release his own heat energy instead;

Great, thinking about it this way, Song Xiaocheng is now simply a dual cultivation mage of ice and fire! Although his preferred profession in the game has always been a strong man and a fierce man, and he is not interested in all kinds of French sissies, but when this power is in his own hands, he is still very excited.

Lao Pi was naturally very jealous of his strength, and repeatedly asked, "What kind of special function do you have", but Song Xiaocheng was unwilling to say a word to him. To be honest, a child like Lao Pi is probably a type that Song Xiaocheng doesn't like very much: he seems to have a bit of a brain, and he is not completely smart, but he feels very good about himself. How do you say that? I think very highly of myself, I am pretentious, I am stubborn, and I feel that I am quite good......

"Xiao Cheng, save me!" Lao Pi held each hand against a zombie, obviously about to be unable to hold on.

Song Xiaocheng spewed out a few streams of flames from his palm, making the two zombies in front of him comfortable. Turning around, he slapped a zombie on the top of the head and held it down tightly. With a crisp sound, a charred handprint was left on the zombie's head, and it began to smolder from top to bottom.

Yes, but in fact, Song Xiaocheng is not so, so hated Lao Pi. Being able to survive the last days and be able to show a heartfelt smile at any time is a point that Song Xiaocheng appreciates on Lao Pi.

The end and the catastrophe may be a nightmare and a catastrophe for most people, but for others, it is like a carnival. This may be the so-called "carnival-style youth war".

"That's it. ”

It was almost dusk, and Lao Pi finally stopped at a street corner and pointed to an iron gate more than a hundred meters away.

That iron gate, Song Xiaocheng has seen it back and forth many times since he was a child, but he has never thought about what is behind this inconspicuous dilapidated iron gate.

"There's a war storehouse over there?"

"Yes. ”

The gate was closed, and only two people were guarding. Those two people were dressed like the two people who were defeated by Song Xiaocheng and them in front of the supermarket: they were all covered with black face coverings.

This road is much cleaner than the road in front of the fire fortress. The road is open, unlike the road in front of the fire fortress, which is crammed with cars that have not yet escaped.

It's just that there are charred corpses piled up everywhere here.

Mountains of bones, some still burning and emitting billowing smoke, others were already a pile of gray ashes. The air was filled with a burnt stench, and it smelled like a kitchen when you forgot about the fire and failed to cook. Occasionally, a few patches of white powder drifted through the air, adding a ray of misery to this comical and brutal neighborhood.

"What should I do, Xiaocheng, what are your plans?"

Lao Pi and Song Xiaocheng hid in a convenience store on the corner that had been swept away.

"My plan?hmm...... You go and find a car, I'll rush in, kill and maim all the people inside, rescue our people, and then we'll get in the car you found and drive home. ”

"Oh...... Good. ”

"How's that?

"Understood. It's XJB Mang. ”

"It's good to understand. Let's do it!"

As he spoke, the two of them bent their waists and found the small shop. As a result, as soon as he went out, the old leather who was walking in front suddenly turned around and pushed Song Xiaocheng back into the small shop.

"How ......"

"Shh——!h

A noisy, frantic roar came from afar, and it was getting closer, closer and closer. Listening to the sound, it is as if there are thousands of people running in one direction at the same time.

"Zombie swarm!"

A steady stream of zombies rushed in front of the small shop where the two were hiding, seemingly unaware of them. At the same time, a long siren was heard in the distance. After a few minutes or so, the swarms of zombies still had no end in sight. Song Xiaocheng motioned for Lao Pi to continue hiding in the house, and poked his head out to check.

Song Xiaocheng hid behind the door frame of the small shop, just looking at the iron door of the warehouse from a distance.

The iron gate was open at this time, and a bus was lying in the door, and there was a person standing in every window, and the walls on both sides of the iron gate were also full of people, and there were even several standing tall on the stone door frame placed on the iron gate, some wearing hats or turbans, some bareheaded, but all of them were masked with black cloth. A rough count shows that there are at least two dozen people.

Outside the walls of the bus and the iron gate, there are zombies crowded like swarms, frantically rushing towards the iron gate. At the moment when the two sides were about to make contact, dozens of flames erupted from the door and the window of the bus, each of which was more than ten meters away, and for a while, like a wildfire burning through the grass, patches of zombies fell under the suppression of the firelight.

But the zombie attacks kept coming. Song Xiaocheng tried to poke his head as hard as possible without attracting the attention of the zombies - the tide of zombies had no end in sight, like a surging tide crashing towards the beach, surging towards the iron gate, and being burned black in front of dozens of flamethrowers.

The flame-wielding defenders inside the door laughed and roared as if they were presiding over a grand fireworks display. A steady stream of corpses roared and roared in the streets, like spectators watching a fireworks display. In the darkening night, the sky-high firelight illuminated the iron gate as if it were day.

"What's going on, what's going on outside?" asked Lao Pi as he tugged at the corner of Song Xiaocheng's clothes.

"Old Pi, I seem to understand a little bit why we don't see a few zombies over there. ”

Song Xiaocheng was just about to explain, when there was a sudden thunderous roar of life outside.

"Mortals, stop the senseless resistance at once, sacrifice your bodies, and the power of the dead is destined to rule the world!"

The sound seemed to come from mid-air, and the huge sound wave shook Song Xiaocheng's stomach for a while, and the glass shards all over the store were beating with the shouting.

And from the direction of the iron gate, there was also a sound of answering, but it seemed to be made from an inferior hand-held loudspeaker.

"Oh, oh, yes, yes, yes, we should surrender! Zombie masters, we're going to surrender! We're going to sacrifice - I'm your stinky stupid**! Die all! Long live the Flame Brotherhood! Burn all these stinky fools!"

If it weren't for knowing that the one in that door was his enemy, Song Xiaocheng would probably have to praise this person. But then again, even if it's an enemy, it's nothing to give a thumbs up, right?

"Lao Pi, people are much cooler than you. ”

Saying that, Song Xiaocheng motioned to Lao Pi to hide and go out to have a look. After all, it seems that the main target of the zombies is that warehouse. As long as your behavior is not too aggressive, it should not attract the attention of the zombies.

Walking out of the door lightly, it happened that a car was crashed by the wall in front of the store, and the obstacle separated a small open space in the zombie's running line, just enough for Song Xiaoli to stand on his feet. Sure enough, none of the zombies noticed him, and all the zombies just rushed in the direction of the iron gate. He stood on tiptoe and looked at the source of the zombies, and as far as the eye could see, it was all black.

"It's even more lively than the Spring Festival. Song Xiaocheng really couldn't think of where else he had seen so many "people". Maybe it's the fireworks show on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month? Maybe it's the campus job fair? No, no, no, no, there are not as many people as the Spring Festival. And there are more zombies in front of you than there are people in the railway station square during the Spring Festival.

Suddenly, Song Xiaocheng caught a glimpse of a person standing on the roof of the shop across the road. The man's body was in the direction of the warehouse gate, but his face turned to look at Song Xiaocheng, as if he was surprised.

Song Xiaocheng also turned his face to look at that person.

Plain black long-sleeved hoodie with a hood on the head, and you can barely see blue jeans underneath. One face is crooked, one eye is on the same cheekbone, and the mouth is crooked on the other cheek. The skin on his face was dull yellow, iron-blue, and white, like a patch glued to a tire.

It's him!

Although I only saw his back that day, this figure who was wearing black in the summer, with long sleeves, and a hoodie, and a hat up, and denim trousers on his lower body, faced off in front of Song Xiaocheng for several minutes. The man's hood, in particular, was held up in a small piece on its side......

You can't be wrong, standing on the roof of the opposite house is the bald freak I saw in the graveyard that day!