Nameless had just landed, and before he could recover his senses, the whole person suddenly flew into the air again, and Nameless, who was thrown around in mid-air, realized that a large part of his arm that had been cut off before actually fell to the ground and turned into a tentacle-like object and stuck to the ground.

Now both of them were restrained, hanging in the air, 9527 out of sight, Nameless desperately trying to hold out breathing space with one hand, while the other hand struggled to reach for the pistol in his pocket.

In Huaxia, guns were originally banned, not to mention guns at this time, there were very few bullets, so no one would pull out a gun unless it was absolutely necessary. And in this case, it is not a good choice to use a gun, after all, hanging in the air, the probability of hitting is very small, but there is no other way for a while.

''Bang~Bang Bang''

Four shots were fired in a row, and only one shot hit, still hitting the tentacles, with no practical effect.

At this moment, the zombie actually spoke, and the mouth opened and closed, accompanied by an uninterrupted trill, trying to squeeze out a few words.

''Through,,Through,,Tax four,,, four,,,, times times ,,,''

Although the pronunciation is very lame, it is still clearly audible: "Vote, who dies." It can be seen that the detachment leader has been tormented by this incident during his lifetime, and this inner torment has actually preserved some memory fragments??

While Nameless was still in amazement, he saw 9527 nodding frantically, and immediately understood, shouting: "He's dead!" He. ''

The zombie seemed to understand, and actually let go of the tentacles that were wrapped around the nameless, but on the side of 9527, he was slammed to the ground, pulled up, and fell down again, dong,,,dong,,,dong,,

Without further ado, Nameless hurriedly picked up the mountain opening knife, this time, the blade slashed at the zombie's neck accurately, and the green blood spurted all over his right arm, followed by another knife, this time the zombie's head was completely cut off, and 9527 in mid-air suddenly had no tentacle support and landed in free fall.

Burst~~

Spurting out a mouthful of old blood, this fall was worse than the few blows just now.

Nameless hurried over to check on 9527's injuries, but fortunately, he couldn't die.

''Huhu, you',,, your uncle, cough cough,''

9527 gasped and cursed Nameless, because when the zombie put Nameless down, Nameless's bastard just stood there and was stunned for a few seconds, until 9527 was smashed a few times before he started to act, 9527 really saw it in his eyes.

"Hehe, isn't it that zombies can understand human speech and scare me, anyway, I can't kill you~''

Ignoring 9527's abuse, he continued to tease.

For the next few days, the two of them have been resting in the service area, because 9527 was seriously injured, although it did not hurt his muscles and bones, he still had to lie down for a few days.

In the time that 9527 was lying down, Nameless was really idle, first of all, he rummaged through all the drawers in and out of the service area, and went to the wreckage of the nearby car to dismantle parts to relieve boredom, yesterday was really boring, and at the request of 9527, the body of the detachment leader was buried. It's a pity that this is not a forest, and there are no animals, otherwise Nameless could really catch all the living creatures within a radius of several miles and roast them and eat them.

On the fifth day, Nameless went out for a stroll early in the morning, and 9527 continued to lie down and rest, about 10 o'clock, a sudden noise woke up 9527, and when he opened his eyes, it shouldn't be noon, why did he come back so early today. Thinking about it, there was another loud sound, very quiet, as if it was deliberate, which made 9527 immediately alert.