The zombies in the square were attracted by the sound of the grenade explosion just now, and there were not many zombies still wandering here. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yi Xiaojing changed into a Thomson submachine gun, and killed all the zombies who rushed towards the eight people without knowing whether they heard the sound or smelled the smell.

When you get to the parking area, at least hundreds of cars are parked here.

"Bang!"

Yan Muling smashed the car glass with the butt of a gun and glanced at the cockpit.

No car keys.

It was clear that among those present, there were no car masters.

Everyone had to continue smashing to see if they could find the vehicle with the key inserted.

The cars here may have been parked here by people before the end of the world, unlike those fleeing cars on the highway, and most of the car keys have not been removed.

"Tick~Tick~Tick~"

Wang Lung, that unlucky guy, after smashing a stick on a car, the car actually flashed double flashing lights, and screamed bitterly and sharply.

Wang Lung was startled and scolded angrily: "Grass, there is even an alarm in this car!" ”

"Not good!"

The shrill sound of cars is too loud in this quiet uninhabited city!

But after a minute or two, a large number of zombies are running towards this side!

"Let's go!"

smashed dozens of car windows but couldn't find a car that could drive, and at this time, the zombies were all attracted, and everyone quickly left here.

"Go over there!"

Wang Lung took the lead, ran at the forefront, saw more than a dozen cars crashing into each other in front of him, and ran over.

"Whew!"

As soon as Wang Lung approached the car, a zombie suddenly rushed out of the green belt next to him and bit at Wang Lung.

"Poof!"

Yi Xiaojing shot a bullet out, killing the zombie.

Wang Lung looked at the fallen zombie and patted his heart, which had already reached his throat. He gave Yi Xiaojing a grateful look.

"There's a key!"

Wang Lung opened the car door and got in, started it, and shouted helplessly: "The car is out of power!" ”

Everyone followed, and tried several other cars, without exception, all the batteries were out of power, and they couldn't even start a fire.

At this time, a large number of zombies have arrived here.

Because the alarm has stopped, these zombies are roaming here.

Looking at it, there are at least tens of thousands of zombies around. The crowd had to get light.

"Brother Yi, there's a pathfinder over there that hasn't closed the door, I'll go over there and take a look, you wait for me!"

Wang Lung had just raised the alarm and attracted these zombies, and he felt very guilty, and at this time he pointed to a large off-road SUV on the other side of the street, about three hundred meters away.

Jason whispered, "I'm with you." ”

Wang Lung shook his head and said, "No need, there are too many zombies on the street, and I have a smaller target, so it is not easy to attract their attention." ”

Wang Lung said, and the cat trotted over to the pathfinder across the street.

After the outbreak of the apocalypse, after Wang Lung got through the initial period of fear, he didn't know how many times he walked among the zombies, and he had long lost his initial fear of these zombies who acted clumsy and had poor strength.

Originally, something as weak as this should have been killed by the surviving humans a long time ago, but in the past two months, these things have not only not decreased, but have become more and more!

This made Wang Lung a little puzzled.

"Whew!"

A zombie lying on the ground pretending to be a corpse suddenly sat up and pounced on Wang Lung.

"Bang!"

Wang Lung exerted force on his waist, and the baseball bat in his hand shook it vigorously, directly throwing it into the zombie's face.

This is a female zombie, the corpse transformation time should not be long, the skin on the face has not completely dried up, and the two lumps of flesh on the chest are only sagging, not withered. Such zombies, compared to those zombies who have been transformed for a long time, will have greater strength and faster speed.

However, before the end of the world, Wang Lung was a professional boxer, and was very fond of baseball, with great strength and excellent reflexes. The baseball bat in his hand is also solid, weighing more than 20 pounds, in the front of the baseball bat, Wang Lung also wrapped a lot of nails around it, and hit the zombie's face with a stick, and the head could not withstand the force of the impact, and it was deformed and broken.

As expected, the zombie fell to the ground, motionless.

"Rush!"

Wang Lung shouted inwardly and rushed towards the pathfinder.

At this time, a large number of zombies had already noticed him and rounded him up!

For these zombies, Wang Lung already knows very well.

Once surrounded by these zombies, even if you have three heads, six arms, and a thousand catties of strength, it is impossible to break free!

At the end of the day, Wang Lung stayed in his home on the fifth floor, waiting for the government and the army to rescue him.

At that time, an armored team entered the city to rescue the survivors.

In the block below his house, it was surrounded by tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of zombies, and finally blocked twelve armored vehicles there and couldn't leave!

A day later, the soldiers inside opened the car door, failed to break through, and became the rations of the zombies.

"Whew!"

Two zombies pounced on Wang Lung from the front.

Wang Lung dodged, shook past the two zombies, and continued to charge towards the pathfinder.

More and more zombies were found to be Wang Lung, and hundreds, thousands of zombies chased after Wang Lung!

"Not good!"

Wang Lung also discovered this.

However, Wang Lung did not retreat, and at this time, the road behind had been blocked by zombies!

Wang Lung can only rely on the car with the open door to start and quickly get out of this place, otherwise it is likely to be here today!

100 meters, 50 meters, 20 meters, 10 meters.

"Bang!"

Wang Lung finally rushed into the car and closed the door.

Several zombies slammed into the car door, and the door "banged".

The key was inserted in the car, and Wang Lung pressed the one-button start button.

"Snort, buzz, boom・・・・・・"

The Pathfinder is activated!

Wang Lung breathed a sigh of relief all at once!

As long as the car can start, you can get rid of these zombies!

"My old king's life should not be extinguished!"

Wang Lung breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the group of zombies in front of him, and stretched out his hand to hang up the reverse gear.

"Whew!"

A low, muffled scream suddenly sounded in the back. Then, the tearing sound rang out.

This voice startled Wang Lung, and he hurriedly looked back, and his eyes suddenly met a pair of cloudy eyes full of indifference and terror!

This is a zombie of a girl about twelve or thirteen years old!

"Roar!"

Next to this girl zombie, there was also an adult female zombie, where she opened her mouth fiercely and stretched out her arms to grab Wang Lung.

However, fortunately, under their violent movements, the seat belt restrained them to their seats.

"Whew!"

The girl screamed, her voice became sharp, her pale and slightly rotten skin wrinkled, and she kept tearing her seat belt, struggling out to bite Wang Lung.

Because of his small body, he broke free of the comfort of the seat belt, kicked the back seat with his legs, squeezed his upper body into the cab, and bit his head towards Wang Lung.

Wang Lung was taken aback by this sudden scene.

Because of the small space in the cab, Wang Lung couldn't use it, so in a hurry, he could only press the zombie's head with his hand to prevent it from biting him.

"Wow・・・・・・Wow・・・・・・"

The steering wheel lost control, and the car fell backwards into the zombie pile, and a large number of zombies were knocked to the ground by the force of the car, and began to rub against the chassis of the car.

Finally, the car lost power and was blocked by a large number of zombies, completely unable to move.

Looking through the car glass, layer after layer of zombies surrounded the pathfinder, "bang bang" slapping the car body and slapping the car glass.

The car glass behind the side has been broken, if it weren't for the car film, I'm afraid the glass would have broken into glass particles!

"I'm dying!"

With so many zombies surrounding the pathfinder, the king dragon sitting on the pathfinder was like a sampan floating in the rolling waves of the sea.

No one will be able to save him anymore!

"Ahh

Wang Lung, who knew that he was going to die, shouted, pressed the zombie's head with both hands, and turned it around as if he was dying, and the zombie's head was suddenly twisted to his back.

At this moment, the zombie's hands fell down all of a sudden, and he stopped moving.

All that is left of the body is the mouth that keeps opening and closing.

"Ahh

Wang Lung shouted as if venting and stepped on the accelerator fiercely.

"Buzz ~ Boom Boom Boom ・・・・・・"

The diesel engine roared loudly, but the body only vibrated and stopped moving.

It was the roar of the engine that attracted the zombies outside the car even more crazy, slapping the body violently, and the broken glass on the side and back of the body were all smashed.

As the glass of several car windows was completely smashed, the stench blew into the car.

"Whoa, whoa・・・・・・・"

The sound of the zombie's howl was also transmitted more clearly into the car, and the zombie's arms and head also stretched into the car, scratching at Wang Lung.

Wang Lung retreated to dodge.

The heavy body of the Pathfinder began to tremble as the zombies squeezed it.

In the past, Wang Lung, who regarded death as home, suddenly burst out with an extremely strong desire to survive at this moment!

An incomparably strong desire to live!

"Ahh

Wang Lung roared, twitching a dagger at his waist.

Towards the zombie head that is approaching the cab!

"Poof!"

Vigorously, it didn't reach the hilt!

The zombie suddenly lost its movement, and its upper body hung on the car window.

However, he was immediately squeezed down by the zombies behind him, and a zombie poked into his head and grabbed at Wang Lung.

"Poof!"

The dagger was thrust in.

"Woo Woo ・・・・・・"

There is an endless stream of zombies, and after inserting more than a dozen zombies, Wang Long, who repeated the movements with his enthusiasm, gradually eased his movements under fatigue.

The strong desire to survive in his eyes gradually weakened.

There are too many zombies to kill.

He didn't expect his teammates to come to the rescue, and even if they rushed over, it would only be a few fresh pieces of flesh and blood to bring rations to the zombies.

Today, two months after the apocalypse, the people who can still survive are very sensible, and there will be no fool who cares about his own life and death and wants to rescue his teammates!