The convoy drove a few kilometers away, and the inexplicable sense of mission and responsibility just now disappeared in an instant, and the soldiers' sitting posture changed from sitting upright to casual, half-paralyzed leaning on the seat or cocking Erlang's legs, and their ankles were twisted and twisted, chatting in groups of two or three.

Brother Thorn Head sat in the driver's seat, one hand on the steering wheel, and the other hand with a cigarette by the window, like a chic truck driver. The co-pilot is his little follower - the knife, as his name suggests, has a fanatical love for daggers, sharp blades and other cold weapons, because of the opposite door of the thorn head, he usually calls together when he goes out on a mission, and he is familiar with each other when he comes and goes.

"Brother Thornhead, you said that this mission is complete, will the base form a personal team for us?" Knife asked as he wiped his love knife.

"It should be, after all, the contract says that we will try our best to meet the special requirements of the dead, and our request is not too much, and we also help kill zombies, so what reason does the base have to disagree." ''

"That's it, a bunch of old antiques, if they go on like this, like the old man said, guard the shelter and wait for death." ''

It turned out that after the initial period of active exploration, the leaders of the Bifang base delineated the general scope of activities, all exploration activities outside the scope were stopped, and there were many restrictions on the exploration within the range, and each exploration team had a position similar to that of a supervisor, and dangerous behaviors were strictly prohibited.

The original intention of this was of course to preserve the living force, because in the initial 'savage' exploration stage, the real military and police in the exploration team were in the minority. Ordinary people who are willing to join the exploration team, rather than logistics work, are also some groups with ideas or thrills, plus they have the identity of clones, and have died more or less a few times before finding the base, so they don't pay much attention to death. In addition, their ability to deal with crises and solve crises is really low, such as when exploring indoors, they were attacked and killed by a single zombie, or when they provoked a group of corpses, they either suddenly broke up and were broken by each one, or they retreated while fighting, but the response was unfavorable and took too long, during which they attracted the attention of other zombies, and inadvertently fell into the encirclement of zombies and were directly wiped out.

There are very few teams that can effectively deal with the corpses, so the base immediately stopped this 'extensive' exploration, and instead used a detailed and even slightly cumbersome exploration process to ask each exploration team, although this greatly reduced the mortality rate, but it made it as boring to go out and explore as if clocking in at work. The consequence of this is that soldiers like Brother Thornhead, who had previously performed well, resigned from their positions in the exploration team and turned to the 'pension' work of standing guard and watching, after all, in their eyes, the exploration of following the rules is the same as standing guard, just clocking in to work.

''Thorn Boss, hit him, hit him!'' ''

The co-pilot's knife suddenly shouted, it turned out that there were several zombies in front of the convoy, and according to the rules of the previous base, they should be avoided as much as possible, but Brother Thorn was like a chicken blood at this time, and he hit the zombies straight forward.

peng！！ dongdong！！

I saw that the zombies were smashed by the infantry chariot, and the dirty blood was splashed all over half of the windshield, and the corpses were rolled into the chassis by the tires, causing the entire body of the car to shake.

''Whoa!'' (*°∀°)！！ ''。

''Hahaha, it's so cool ू•ૅω•́)ᵎᵎᵎ

Ignoring the dissatisfaction of knocking on the window in the carriage, the stabbing head and the knife screamed uncontrollably, as if he had not experienced such an exciting thing in a long time.