85_85483 jumped out of the car, and the crowd quickly divided into three groups according to the proposed plan.

There is still a distance of more than 500 meters from the entrance of the village, and there is no other sound except for the continuous hissing of the branches.

The main reason for choosing to park here is to avoid the engine noise of large goods attracting zombies when entering the village.

In addition, given the seclusion of this place, after everyone leaves, Zhao Yunhai and Ah Cheng's guard work will be relatively simple and safe.

Started to take out the walkie-talkie on their waists, one of these two walkie-talkies was picked up by Tang Xiaoquan and others on the high-speed police car, and the other was Lin Junfu's standard configuration as a traffic policeman.

Judging from the fact that they brought it out in this mission, it can be seen that the survivors attach great importance to the mission itself.

Adjusting the radio frequency to the predetermined channel, Hu and Zhao determined the smoothness of communication after a few words of "hey, hey".

Time was pressing, and everyone hoped to end the search before the scorching sun above them could fully exert its power.

After once again briefly emphasizing the process, grouping, and precautions of the entire task, Hu Xiaodong and the others broke up with Lao Zhao Acheng, and then "waved the division" westward towards the village.

The people responsible for leading the way are Da Zhuang and Wang Daoguo, both of whom are natives and are not unfamiliar with the surrounding environment and routes, so everyone did not spend much effort to come to the entrance of the village.

"TL Village," as far as the eye could see, Tang Xiaoquan saw a wooden carved vertical sign, and behind the vertical sign was a slightly dilapidated dirt road, and several adobe brick and stone houses on both sides of the dirt road sat there alone, like children waiting for their masters to return home.

Da Zhuang's face showed a sad color, and all the past came to his heart at this moment, his hand involuntarily clenched the double sickle in his palm, and his gestures were full of a thick aura of slaughter.

"Are you alright, Da Zhuang!" Feeling the strangeness of the person beside him, Hu Xiaodong asked worriedly.

There was no reply, and after Da Zhuangwu got up and determined the direction of entering the village, he waved his hand and rushed out first.

I hope this guy can focus on the overall situation, Tang Xiaoquan sighed a little helplessly.

Frankly speaking, if it weren't for the fact that both groups needed to lead the way in this mission, he would not have included Da Zhuang in the operation team.

After all, for such a person who has just experienced the tragic death of his parents, returning to the village is undoubtedly a very emotional thing that can easily cause him to fluctuate.

And if he can't restrain his emotions in action and stay calm enough, the consequences will ......

Wave your head to sweep away the unkind thoughts in your mind, as the so-called has come, then you are safe, there is no turning back arrow when you open the bow, and the current Tang Xiaoquan has no other better way than to choose to believe in Da Zhuang.

Readjusting his mentality, Tang Xiaoquan looked at the black shadow that was gradually moving away, and hurriedly carried a kitchen knife and followed.

"Huh, hey" Two whistles that tore through the air, Hu Xiaodong accurately solved the two wandering zombies blocking the entrance of the village.

After making sure that there was nothing else unusual around him, Hu Xiaodong bent on his waist again and sneaked to the two "unlucky guys" who had just been killed by him.

The black blood slowly descended the stalks of the arrows, and the hollow godless eyes were pale and dull, and the "messenger of hell" had really returned to the original point this time.

Indifferently pulled out the cold arrow, Hu Xiaodong did not feel any guilt at all because of the killing in front of him.

Two weeks ago, he was still confused about whether he had the right to execute brutes.

But now...... He seems to be getting more and more used to this so-called "habit".

It's just that whether this habit originates from the annihilation of human nature or the call of justice, I'm afraid that only the person concerned can understand.

After retrieving the precious arrows, Hu Xiaodong and the others touched a few meters towards the village, and soon a T-shaped fork in the road appeared directly in front of their field of vision.

According to what Da Zhuang presented at the seminar, the survivors knew that this was the place where they were going to carry out group operations.

So without a word, the captains of the two teams, after making eye to each other, led their respective teams towards the predetermined route and continued to march.

Hu Xiaodong followed closely behind Da Zhuang, his expression was solemn, thanks to the latter's familiarity with the environment of this route, they walked quite smoothly.

Under the cover of the surrounding trees and houses, they hardly had too many head-on conflicts with the zombies, and Rao had one or two uninteresting beasts appearing, and most of them were killed by Hu Xiaodong's precise archery before they could react with a "call".

On the other hand, Tang Xiaoquan's side is not as lucky as the right-turning team.

As a result of going straight and deeper, the density of houses in the village has increased significantly, and the problem is that there are villagers who are changing everywhere.

There were not ten corpses left behind him, but seven or eight.

Tang Xiaoquan understood that the main task of his team this time was to collect sickles, so it was pointless to continue to move forward, so he opened his mouth at the right time to stop Wang Daodao's leading journey. Then look around quickly. It didn't take long for the target location to be finalized.

It is a small two-story building surrounded by iron bars, and the walls of the small building are painted with red paint, which looks very festive from a distance.

Moreover, from the scale of the courtyard of the small building and its atmosphere that is different from the surrounding buildings, Tang Xiaoquan believes that the head of this self-built building must be a figure with a face in the village.

Sure enough, before he could take action, Huang Daodao, who was on the sidelines, said in a deep voice: "Why don't ~ let's go there, it's the village chief's house!" ”

The scene of beating local tyrants and inferior gentry in film and television dramas involuntarily floated in his mind, and Tang Xiaoquan nodded decisively in response: "Okay, let's go somewhere." ”

Vultures looked at both ends of the dirt road, and the lame zombies were wandering around aimlessly, and their leisurely appearance would really make people mistake them for villagers who had left their homes to enjoy the sun.

Wang Daoguo looked unusually brave, and rushed out more and more without any consideration, but before he could take a step, a pair of arms were pulled from behind, and when he looked back, Tang Xiaoquan's tense plastic face was swinging at him again and again.

There is no doubt that if you rush out like this, it will inevitably attract the attention of the zombies, and once they are unfortunate enough to find out, then their own operation will basically fail.

Therefore, you must find a way to sneak silently into the shadows on the opposite side, and then climb into the courtyard of the small building by the iron bar.

However, in such a situation, what is the way to "enter quietly, and do not shoot a gun?" Tang Xiaoquan couldn't help frowning