Da Zhuang got up from the ground in a daze, only to feel a pain in his arm, his head was still very heavy, but there was no pain elsewhere, the sun shone directly on his face, slowly got up, and began to think about what had just happened.

At that time, Da Zhuang, who was dragging the rope ladder, looked at the ground where the helicopter was far away, and felt dizzy, and then his hands were weak, and he fell down with the swing of the rope ladder, and his memory began to reply little by little, he clearly remembered that although Pang Jun did not raise the helicopter too high, but after all, it was in mid-air, how could he still stand up after falling, was he already dead.

Rubbing his eyes and shaking his head, Da Zhuang only felt that his feet were soft, and he was still sinking down.

Hurriedly looked down and saw that he was standing on top of a pile of sand dunes that were piled high.

Look at Zhou Wei's environment, there are workshops made of steel, there are many jumping conveyor belts, and a few taels of engineering trucks are parked not far from the sand pile where he is.

This is a factory, the first thought that came to Da Zhuang's mind, looked around, picked up the equipment that he dropped one by one, put on his backpack, took his weapon, and then looked around again, after making sure that he was indeed alive, and there were no zombies around, he was ready to turn on the communicator.

When he touched the area around his ears, he found that the ears were empty, and the communicator that was originally hanging on his ears was missing, knowing that in such an environment, if he was separated from his teammates, if he didn't contact everyone in time, it would not only cause trouble to himself, but also cause inconvenience to everyone.

After taking a general look at the range of his fall and the location of the other equipment when he picked it up, Da Zhuang judged that his communicator should have fallen around this pile of sand.

So he began to search, looking for things for Da Zhuang is his basic skills as a police officer before, although not as sharp as his colleagues in law and politics, but the general small still can't escape his search, although the figure is obtained, but the mind is sometimes very delicate, this is also a little bit of Da Zhuang, just before learning lockpicking skills with the police master, Da Zhuang spent several days and nights studying various lock cylinders that can be seen on the market, and finally practiced a hand to pick the lock, And his English ability is also his own hard work in a year to practice, although sometimes the personality is a little impulsive and impatient, but as long as he calms down, it will be different from ordinary people's efforts.

After some analysis and careful searching, Da Zhuang finally found his communicator in a small haystack on the side of the sandpile.

Quickly picked it up, wiped the dust on it, put it on his ear and began to call his teammates.

But he called for help for a long time, there was no response from the other side, not even a little noise, took the communicator off his ear, and then put it in his hand to check it himself, the small light on it was still on, and it was still flashing, this is the indicator light that shows that the communicator is still receiving signals, that is to say, Sun Dashen's laptop terminal can still be seen in his position, and there is a small hole in the position of the microphone that is not enough, and a wire is exposed inside.

Da Zhuang immediately understood that the most important function of his communicator seemed to have been broken when he fell from the helicopter, no wonder there was no sound inside.

Helpless, Da Zhuang had to put the communicator in his jacket pocket, as long as the positioning function is still normal, he should not leave the vicinity too far, his teammates will definitely come to find him.

Thinking of this, Da Zhuang planned to use this time to take a look in this factory area first, after all, Wang Jingjian had notified everyone to give up the helicopter on the phone before, if it was really on foot, after all, the infection in ZZ County was not optimistic, and when encountering zombies, it was inevitable that there would be a vicious battle, not to worry about these zombies and various mutated creatures, mainly because the sound of the battle in this small county town would soon be heard by the Mihou organization who came to arrest everyone.

So it's imperative to find a suitable means of transportation right now.

Raising his head and looking at the engineering vehicles around him, Da Zhuang looked at the factory building and the conveyor belts connecting the factory, and he saw that this was a cement factory.

In the outer corner of a factory, Da Zhuang found more than a dozen bags of cement piled up there, and Da Zhuang walked cautiously with a dagger in his hand.

Seeing that there were a few bags of cement that were not only cut apart by something, but the contents flowed out and scattered all over the ground, I looked at it with great strength but was attracted by a few lines of words printed on the cement bag, these words in addition to some ingredient introduction and production time The most important thing is the name of the unit.

When he saw the words Jian'an Construction that day, he seemed to understand something in his heart, this cement factory should be one of Gu Hua's Jian'an Construction's suppliers, it seems that County Magistrate Zhu and the people here are right in their description of Gu Hua, this guy should be the most famous entrepreneur in this regard.

But looking at the empty factory area now, Gu Hua's questions are getting bigger and bigger, this guy gave up such a big career, as such a cause that benefits the country and the people, it is not good to continue to persevere, but he goes the opposite way and follows those mercenary Mihou organization personnel to mix, what does this guy think.

After checking the surroundings and making sure that there were no zombies in the area he was staying in for the time being, Da Zhuang walked back to the edge of the sand pile again, this time he planned to carefully inspect and inspect these construction vehicles to see if there were any that could be used, after all, transportation is still very important for everyone in the infected area.

These construction vehicles, including trucks responsible for carrying cement, mixer trucks that mix cement, and several forklifts, obviously do not meet the criteria for the selection of vehicles by the college, and he wants a vehicle that can load personnel.

The place where he fell seems to be the unloading and operation area of this cement factory, and it seems that there are not many vehicles that can carry many people here, and since his teammates have not yet come, he will simply look elsewhere in this factory area.

Da Zhuang walked along the edge of the factory building where the cement had just been stacked towards the other side of the factory.

Looking at the factory building made of steel bars on both sides, Da Zhuang suddenly felt a burst of gloom, because there was no sound in the factory area at this time, the huge factory building was lying around like a few monsters, there were several forklifts parked on the road between the factories, and there were no people in the car for a long time, but the door was still open, and the most bizarre thing was that there were still a few dusty overalls and a few safety helmets scattered on this road, but their owners did not know where to go.

Seeing these clothes inevitably reminded Da Zhuang of zombies, it seems that the workers here may have been infected with zombies, and these zombies should have moved elsewhere, so this empty water conservancy plant was left.

After going around the factory, Da Zhuang didn't find a suitable vehicle, and a few zombies standing at the gate of the cement factory caught his attention.

Dressed in the uniforms of cement factory workers and conspicuous yellow safety helmets, the zombies stood motionless facing each other, as if they were asleep.

Da Zhuang was about 30 meters away from the gate of the cement factory, and Da Zhuang, who was standing in place, wondered if he should go over and clean up these guys, after all, he didn't know where his teammates would come from.

But Da Zhuang also didn't know how many zombies there were in the entire cement factory at this time, after all, he was alone at this time, and if he encountered a large number of zombies, it would be difficult to do.

Thinking of it, Da Zhuang unconsciously looked around him again, it was still very quiet, except for the zombies at the gate of the cement factory that could be seen dozens of meters away, he didn't see any other zombies, and he was going to continue to implement the plan to find the vehicle.

It is not easy to find a vehicle that can load multiple people at the same time in the cement factory, but Da Zhuang believes that such a large cement plant should always have buses to pick up and drop off workers.

It's a pity that Da Zhuang turned around a lot of places in the factory area where vehicles can be parked, not to mention buses, not even a car was seen, some were all trucks transporting cement to various construction sites, and Da Zhuang was thinking about giving up, and suddenly heard the familiar roar of zombies in a factory building next to him.

This sound is not very loud, but it is very obvious in the quiet cement factory area at this moment, even the zombies standing at the gate are attracted by this roar, and the few zombies who were standing motionless at the door have turned their heads to the factory area.

At this time, Da Zhuang happened to hide in a car parked at the door of the factory, the roar from the parking plant and the footsteps that came out of it, Da Zhuang quickly took out the unlocking tool, and pried open the door of the truck in front of him, and then climbed in and quietly closed the door.

Da Zhuang, who was leaning on the driver's seat, held his breath, and looked nervously at the factory area where the sound came from along the front windshield.

After a while, several zombies wearing cement factory overalls and yellow hard hats walked out of it, Da Zhuang counted them, there were 4 in total, the dark gray overalls on these zombies were almost one with the gray-brown skin that had been pressed, the red eyes hidden in the shadows under the yellow helmet were very obvious, the two arms with sharp nails were naturally pounded on the sides, the two legs were dragged on the ground as if they had no strength, and a row of disgusting teeth were exposed in the rotten skin of the face, At this time, he was moving towards the gate of the factory in a low voice.

These zombies obviously didn't miss out on Da Zhuang, who was hiding in the cab of the truck near them, and they didn't stop a step when they passed the truck.

After the zombies at the gate of the cement factory moved a few steps towards the factory area, they should have found that the movement was made by their companions, so they stopped after taking a few steps towards the factory area.

These were all seen clearly by Da Zhuang who was hiding in the cab of the truck, plus a few zombies who came in at the door, there were already 8 zombies standing outside the bus he was carrying at this time.

The zombies that came out of the factory also stopped after encountering the zombies who came in at the door, and all of them stopped in the open space in front of the truck.

The distance between the zombies and the truck where Da Zhuang is is is almost only about ten meters away, which makes Da Zhuang in the car suddenly in danger, Da Zhuang in the car can not make a trace of noise, although the zombies have poor eyesight, but their hearing is indeed very sharp, in such a quiet factory area, and it is so close to the distance, Da Zhuang is likely to attract the attention of zombies even if the sound of opening the car door.

Fortunately, the space in the truck is quite large, and Da Zhuang saw that it was impossible to go out, so he leaned on the soft driver's seat backrest to keep his body in a more comfortable way to rest for a while, after all, falling from the helicopter to the sand still brought himself a few skin injuries.

Although the body can be relaxed and rested for a while, Da Zhuang's spirit has no intention of relaxing, staring at the zombies and paying attention to their movements at all times.

From a distance, these zombies look like a group of workers gathering together to smoke and chat after a busy day, but the appearance of motionless and bowing their heads and groaning is still a little chilling.

Although 8 zombies are not good for Da Zhuang, with weapons and equipment in hand, he can rush out in one breath and shoot at these guys, or in a minute, these zombies will be plugged by their own light machine guns.

But at this moment, the surrounding environment has not been completely figured out, and he can't act rashly, and there are still people in the county who are preparing to arrest him at this moment, so it is the best choice to stay in this truck for a while.

After a few more glances to make sure that the zombies had no intention of moving, Da Zhuang simply leaned his head on the back of the chair and prepared to take a nap.

At this time, Da Zhuang suddenly heard the roar of the car at 7 o'clock, and he was just about to close his eyes, so he suddenly sat up and looked in the rearview mirror on the left hand.

The truck was parked close to the garage, and all the shadows on the left side of the telescope were shadows that the sunlight could not find, but he went to see two teams of blood-red eyes appear in the shadows.

And zombies? Da Zhuang thought to himself, how did these people come to the air raid between the runway truck and the factory? Could it be that you smell yourself?

Just thinking about it, the door of the truck was suddenly slammed, but fortunately, the driver's seat of the truck was relatively high, and the zombies couldn't see the people sitting in the cab as long as they didn't climb up along the pedals.

But when the zombies started to bang on the car door, it was the same as they thought, and the zombies must have smelled themselves.

Da Zhuang is still a little puzzled, in fact, there is a smell left by the workers in this cab after he came up, the smell of sweat mixed with some smoke smell, so that Da Zhuang was a little unbearable at first, can't the zombies smell, and after they came up, these guys appeared, it seems that the zombies' sense of smell is indeed very bright, and the old smell and the fresh living people can be distinguished so quickly.

Da Zhuang had no choice but to lean on the back of the driver's seat, not daring to move, and even the rating of breathing was reduced.

At this time, the zombies in front of them also raised their heads, listened to the sound of banging on the truck door, and moved towards the side of the car......