85_85483 The search was soon progressing, and the survivors did find food and drink in the abandoned vehicles.

It's just that unlike Tang Xiaoquan's expectations, a large amount of rice and flour grains did not appear, on the contrary, they collected a lot of instant foods such as instant noodles and biscuits.

After thinking about it, Tang Xiaoquan was also relieved, after all, at the beginning of the outbreak of the end times, ordinary people instinctively thought that the virus attack was only on a regional scale.

Therefore, Rao went out of the city to take refuge, and most of them also thought that the government would soon be able to calm it down, and life would soon return to normal.

Therefore, under the influence of such optimistic thinking, it is naturally impossible for them to carry too many supplies, as long as they have enough to consume on the road.

It's a pity that the world is unpredictable, and the development of the epidemic is far faster than people think.

Gently taking a bag of fries from the back seat, Tang Xiaoquan closed the car door indifferently.

It's ten o'clock at noon, and the scorching sun sits proudly on the sky, and the scorching heat makes the earth steaming like a dream, and the surface temperature is almost 100 degrees, even if you are wearing shoes and stepping on it, you can still feel the slightest heat flow invading the soles of your feet.

Hot! This is the truest feeling of every survivor, and the sweat like a rain waterfall makes them wet and waterman.

As he walked, Hot Spring Xin looked around vigilantly, for some reason, since he came here, his mood has been restless.

At first, he thought that he might be suffering from a lack of water, but as time went on, he finally understood the reason for his frustration!

Be quiet! It's too quiet? It's so quiet that it's chilling!

Obviously, from the scale of the abandoned vehicles and the mess and blood stains on the ground around him, Hot Springs Xin can basically determine that there must have been an incident of walking corpses attacking survivors here.

But what made him feel strange was why there was not a single trace of a walking corpse here!

Could it be that those animals grew wings and flew? Lowering his eyebrows and glancing at the human corpse that was half crawling in the car and only half of the skeleton remained, Hot Spring Xin sighed helplessly.

There is another person who has common doubts with Hot Spring Xin, that is Hu Xiaodong, who is on the roof of GL8, and his vision is naturally much wider than that of others.

But frankly speaking, he didn't notice the zombie problem at first, after all, no one wants to see those bloodthirsty monsters with shriveled bodies and terrifying faces all day long.

Therefore, Hu Xiaodong was more focused on the future direction of the team at that time.

It wasn't until after this period of boring vigilance that he felt more and more that something was not right.

You must know that zombies can bite humans and mutate them into the same kind, which has been confirmed by Tang Xiaoquan.

Therefore, so many vehicles, if you count it according to the least one person in one car, not to mention hundreds or thousands, you can clean up even if you have dozens of zombies roaming, but now......

Looking around, in addition to seeing his five black figures rising and falling, Hu Xiaodong could only see the piles of cold steel falling under the scorching sun.

Don't dare to have the slightest slackness, the more you get to this point, the more you have to play 12 points.

In addition, in order to support his companions in front of him at the first time in a moment of crisis, Hu Xiaodong beckoned Wei Yang to hand over his compound bow.

Holding the bow handle in his hand, Hu Xiaodong felt a little calmer, and his heart that was hanging in time calmed down a little.

He gently pulled a carbon arrow from his quiver and slowly sent it into the quiver, then frowned and continued to be on the lookout for movement.

The survivors' gains are still expanding, and almost everyone is carrying a backpack that is full, and although it is mostly a few small items, when listed together, the scale is quite considerable.

Wang Qiangwu searched for the front by himself, and he was in a particularly comfortable mood after not seeing a zombie for a long time, plus the results of this time were quite fruitful, he simply hummed a little song happily.

"Zizizi~Zizizi~" The sound of fragmented audio interference, just when Wang Qiang hummed a song and was about to do it again, his ears seemed to hear something.

I couldn't be sure, because Shicai's voice came too suddenly, almost fleeting, so Wang Qiang hurriedly stopped, instinctively turned around, and wanted to confirm with his companions behind him.

However...... Before he could speak, Tang Xiaoquan raised his right finger and interrupted his words.

"Shh~" signaled everyone to be quiet, Tang Xiaoquan pricked up his ears, and his eyes swept over the bodies of the surrounding vehicles one by one.

He was sure that the source of the sound was nearby, because none of his five had the ability to make that kind of sound.

On the bleak highway, it suddenly became silent, except for a few flies that flew by occasionally, making a slight "buzzing" hiss.

The audio interference disappeared so abruptly, as if it had never sounded, but the stubborn Tang Xiaoquan did not give up, he still maintained a static posture, he firmly believed that there was no problem with his ears, and there must have been some sound in the right place.

And the waiting is boiling, especially in this scorching summer afternoon, the scorching temperature directly burns people's skin like a suckling pig.

Wang Qiang and the others finally couldn't bear the heat and gave up after a long period of anxiety, in their opinion, that voice may not exist zài, Rao is really zài, and it is just in the past tense.

So they relieved their sore muscles and bones, and they continued to take on the task at hand.

Time passed slowly, minute by minute, and the departure of his companion did not affect Tang Xiaoquan in the slightest, he still stood motionless, like a carved clay statue.

Maybe God was moved by his sincerity, or maybe the owner of the voice was unwilling to be lonely.

All in all, under Tang Xiaoquan's persistent insistence, the "zizi" sound that he had been looking forward to for a long time finally sounded again as he wished.

Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared, and that's true! The figure shifted abruptly, and the footsteps quickly stepped forward, Tang Xiaoquan did not miss the opportunity given by God this time, and after a few seconds of hearing the voice, his eyes fell steadily on a Volkswagen with an armed police number plate 2 meters away behind him.

Got it!! The source of the sound has been found!!

Holding back the excitement in his heart, Tang Xiaoquan walked over in three steps and two steps, and as the distance continued to get closer, the original faintly audible "zizi" sound became clearer and clearer.......