Zhong Wenfeng opened the window, let go of the smell of blood overflowing the carriage, and at the same time lifted it, pressing the stereo, not surprisingly, there was only a burst of electric current sound on the radio that I don't know whether it was a "rustle" or a "rustle" busy sound.

"What are you doing?" Qiao Wu looked panicked, and his left hand was almost pressed against Zhong Wenfeng's fingers on the switch of the stereo.

"Don't you think it's fun to add some rock 'n' roll when you're playing hard?" Zhong Wenfeng shook his body and sang casually as he spoke.

"Oops, hey, stop. Don't you see the group following behind? Qiao Wu waved his left hand again and again, and pointed to the rearview mirror with his right hand, and in the rearview mirror, there were indeed many black figures.

"How fast are they, faster than cars?" Zhong Wenfeng didn't care, stepped on the clutch with his left foot, pushed with his right hand, stepped on the accelerator with his right foot slightly afterburner, the engine sound was thicker and heavier, and the Ford Quan Shun was like a wind under his feet, soaring to the second road in Hengqin in the distance.

"Do you know where the ammunition depot is?" Qiao Wu opened the topic, after all, this matter was much more serious than those infected people in the back.

"Feet under the road."

"You're crazy!" Qiao Wu almost didn't bounce off his chair, "We just crashed into it like this, how long will it take?" ”

Zhong Wenfeng laughed "hahahaha", and after a while, he said: "There is an emergency evacuation map on each floor, and the location of each department is generally indicated on the map. ”

"Of course, it's likely that when you turn a corner, an infected person will suddenly come out and bite you. Wow~" Zhong Wenfeng's expressions and movements kept changing with his words, and in the end, there was even a hint of spoofing.

Qiao Wu just wanted to say something, but Zhong Wenfeng swung the steering wheel suddenly, and the car turned into a two-way six-lane trunk road, and when the four wheels completely entered the driving lane, Qiao Wu's words that had already surged into his mouth were like suddenly hitting a wall of air, and he was locked in his throat, only the mouth was still open into an "O" shape.

"What are you doing! Go back! Qiao Wu's hand pointing at the windshield couldn't help trembling, but Zhong Wenfeng was still calm, I don't know if he was really so calm, or if he was so frightened that he couldn't even panic.

"Hey, hey, hey! Wake up, wake up! Qiao Wu's thin body kept tearing at the seat belt, and his hands wrapped in black fibers kept making a "whirring" sound in Zhong Wenfeng's right ear.

However, Zhong Wenfeng was like a stone man, motionless, and the speed of the Ford Transit did not decrease but increased, and the whirring engine kept intercepting three or five strings of distant notes, so as not to disturb his driver.

Ten, nine, and eight Zhong Wenfeng silently counted in his heart, and at the same time pushed the lever, and his right foot was strengthened little by little, only to see that the pointer indicating the speed was rising higher and higher, and he was about to "moon in the sky", seven, six......

Qiao Wu's eyes were as big as black pomegranates, almost bursting the poor eye sockets, he screamed frantically as if he was suffering from madness, and his arms kept tearing the seat belt, but the seat belt was too strong, no matter how hard he tried, he just didn't move.

Fifth, fourth, and third Zhong Wenfeng gritted his teeth, his left hand holding the steering wheel was as steady as iron, his right hand was gently holding the handbrake, and at the same time, his feet were also in place, and the sound from outside the windshield had overshadowed the roar of the engine, which was chaotic but overwhelming, and it was terrifying to hear, like the hissing of thousands of ghosts.

Qiao Wu's heart had already jumped to his mouth, and the black pomegranate in his eye socket had successfully broken free, leaving only the last few fragile nerves to pull desperately, so that it did not fall on his stomach.

The side tire that rotated at high speed was suddenly braked hard, and the huge body of the Ford Transit was thrown to the left side violently, and the whole car turned instantly, and at the same time, on the left side of the body, there was a "bang bang" impact sound, and the "ping pong" hit sound, red, white liquid, black solid like paint, was splashed on the silver-white "canvas" by an arrogant and uninhibited painter.

After leaving two long and deep brake marks on the ground, the Ford Transit's engine roared again, and the four tires spun twice at a rapid speed, and then like a taut slingshot, the light body was viciously thrown forward, and in less than five seconds, the car disappeared on the one-way line covered with yellow-green carpet, leaving only a lot of rolled leaves, like the flying kiss of a star, for those unwilling fans......

"Crazy man!" It had been a minute since the group of infected people disappeared before a sentence slowly poured out of Qiao Wu's mouth, I really don't know if his reflex arc was enough to circle the earth three times.

"I'm playing with a car." Zhong Wenfeng said triumphantly, "It's too exciting." Zhong Wenfeng said that he also learned the protagonist in the movie, and made a cool gesture.

"You're going to die if you go the other way?" Qiao Wu, who came back to his senses, was furious, "We almost buried them." ”

"I'll go this way...... sure enough...... It's handsome for no more than three seconds.

"What !!"

"And you, you know how to mum all day long, and you won't find me two more roads!" It's really a good reincarnation in heaven, this time, it's Qiao Wu's turn to be "scolded".

Luckily, it's not far from its destination.

The SWAT building is eight stories high, and there is a three-storey annex building on the left, a two-meter-high wall with glass thorns surrounds the two buildings on three sides, and the remaining side is connected to the sidewalk by nine steps, and beyond the sidewalk, there is a three-lane road, this road has no parking spaces, but this does not prevent two Iveco cars from being parked there.

Both cars are intact, the doors are locked, the wipers have accumulated a number of single leaves that are close to full yellow, and the windshield is also covered with a thin layer of dust, because it has just rained a few days ago, the body is still clean, especially the tiger on the right rear side of the door, still has eyes on the eye, between the eyebrows, exuding a domineering atmosphere.

"Tiger Commando." Zhong Wenfeng read out the small words under the tiger's head, and then knocked on the body, "This car is good." ”

"It's all reinforced, and of course it's good." Qiao Wu muttered, "It is estimated that it will not be a problem to deal with one hundred and ten infected people. ”

"I didn't tell you to crash into it." Zhong Wenfeng put on a mask, pulled on a chemical protection cap, and then put on goggles for Qiao Wu, and made sure that there was no gap between the chemical protection hat, goggles, and mask.

"I just don't know if I can find the key."

After Qiao Wu helped him get it right, Zhong Wenfeng shook his neck, and put the bullet on the chamber with a "bang": "If you can find a whispered submachine gun, it will be perfect." ”

The whispered submachine gun is a kind of firearm that has a lot of gunfire within a certain range, but beyond this range, the gunfire will weaken a lot, and its characteristics make it a guest of honor for special forces or killers, but its high cost has discouraged many institutions - even the General Bureau of Investigation, which has only a small inventory, and is concentrated in the hands of those who always want to make a "big news". I just don't know if the situation of the Tiger Commandos will be better.

"With it, you won't be afraid of alarming the infected outside." Qiao Wu explained, and he didn't know who he was talking to.

One tall and one short, two people entered the building, the building was very dark, and the wind was gusting, although they were wearing airtight chemical protective clothing, but the two still felt a biting cold, I don't know if the environment is really like this, or the unique aura of this building.

Qiao Wu lightly lit the flashlight, and some of the dazzling bright light fell on Zhong Wenfeng, and some poured out from the right side of his body, dripping on the beige floor tiles, and it was only then that Zhong Wenfeng was surprised to find that the floor tiles were not as clean as they felt, because there were always some fine droplets left on it.

Zhong Wenfeng suddenly squatted down, reached out to pick something up from the ground, squinted his eyes and observed it for a while, then put it back on the ground, and then waved his hand lightly, letting Qiao Wu squat beside him, and bit Qiao Wu's ear and whispered: "They have shot, but there is no body." ”

"Give me the back." Qiao Wu patted his chest gently.

"I'm sorry." Zhong Wenfeng turned his head slightly and stretched out his right hand, "Brother." ”

"Brother." Two dry and warm hands, through two layers of thick black fibers, hold together.

The walls of the building were very clean, except for a few bullet holes the size of pinky fingernails, and the bullet holes were inlaid with metal bullets that had long been "frozen", and it seemed that either the invading infected were too fierce at the time, or there were not many people in the building.

But these two speculations were quickly denied by Zhong Wenfeng, because the former, even if you are as agile as a cheetah, it is impossible to dodge the bullet, and the latter, it seems unlikely, after all, this building is also one of the important buildings. So what's going on here?

"Shooting range, equipment library, negative floor." Zhong Wenfeng used the light of the tactical flashlight to read the floor index at the staircase one by one.

Qiao Wu turned off the tactical flashlight, the basement floor, destined to be dim, the tactical light was there, it could only illuminate a small area, and the human eye was precisely a pampered child, but as long as there was a little light, he could not see the surrounding darkness.

The two of them stood at the top of the stairs, patiently waiting until their eyes were enough to see the things around them, and then, Qiao Wu took the lead, Zhong Wenfeng was behind, and the two walked down the stairs one left and one right, one in front of the other. There was a large iron door between the stairs on the first floor and the negative floor, but now this iron door has long been deformed and collapsed, and the originally straight door body is now full of potholes.

Qiao Wu found that the wall on the left hand side was plastered with a layer of dark paint two meters long and thirty centimeters wide, shaped like a river, and there were more than ten thin streams of various sizes at the lower end, which were zigzag and zigzag, extending to the junction of the wall ash and tiles before stopping.

The two of them carefully walked around the collapsed steel door to avoid making a sound, and at the bottom of the stairs, there was a man in a navy blue uniform lying on his back, the man had very obvious paw prints on his chest, half of his face had been torn, and now only Sen Sen's white bones remained, and his body was bleeding a lot of dark green liquid, which stinked unpleasantly. As soon as the two approached, there was a commotion, which lasted for a full minute before it ended.

The two pinched their noses, little by little, and walked around the body, continuing inside, behind the stairwell was a long corridor, to the left of the corridor was a wall covered with white tiles, and behind the wall, there was a shooting range. On the right is a row of compartments, presumably among the instrument magazines.

Qiao Wu just wanted to go to the corridor, but was grabbed by Zhong Wenfeng with one hand and dragged to the wall, Qiao Wu turned his head, but found that Zhong Wenfeng raised his index finger. Then pointing to the wall, Qiao Wu nodded, leaning against the wall, gently poking his head out......