A black backpack smashed beside Zhao Qiang, startling Zhao Qiang, who had just rested. Look at the bulging backpack, and look at the owner of the backpack, "What is it?" Zhao Qiang asked.

"You'll find out for yourself." Wei Tao, the owner of the backpack, sold a pass.

Grab the backpack and unzip it. Thank God! Zhao Qiang sighed that the backpack was actually full of weapons. "I said Lao Wei, you're too unkind, aren't you? Say, where did these things come from? Zhao Qiang picked up a handful of 95 and asked excitedly.

"It's my personal habit. There is no harm in keeping one hand in everything. Wei Tao said coldly.

Zhao Qiang jumped up from the bed and put his backpack behind him: "You even guard me?" Zhao Qiang hadn't known that Wei Tao had made such preparations before, and he couldn't even imagine where Wei Tao had hidden such a large bag of weapons.

"I just believe in myself." Wei Tao was cold and found a place to sit down.

"Did you find out that they were premeditated?" Zhao Qiang sat down dejectedly, Wei Tao still had too many things to learn by himself, "You didn't do anything to stop them?" ”

"What path to take is their own choice, and I will not interfere." In Wei Tao's tone, he couldn't hear the anger caused by the betrayal, and said coldly: "My way is to protect the people around me." ”

"So what do we do from here? These weapons are not enough. Zhao Qiang kept flipping through his backpack, counting the remaining equipment.

"Let's go back to the detachment and get some more ammunition." Wei Tao said coldly.

When they left the SWAT detachment, they didn't empty all their equipment, so that one day they ran out of ammunition and food, and there was still a place to replenish it. What Zhao Qiang didn't expect was that on the first day he left the SWAT detachment, he would have to go back there again.

"Shall you leave now?" Zhao Qiang took out a few magazines from his backpack, stuffed them into his chest pocket, and said, "Then what should they do?" Zhang Yongming was left alone to watch the house, and Zhao Qiang was not worried about the safety of everyone.

"I've already arranged it, and the defense here is not a problem."

……

It was already dark, and dark clouds still covered the sky. In the courtyard of the SWAT detachment, dozens of zombies wandered aimlessly, without a trace of life.

A headlight swept into the yard, illuminating the gray and eerie faces of the zombies. A zombie was attracted by the light and turned its head towards the light source, but after a black shadow flashed, the zombie was thrown to the ground, and the black shadow stepped on the struggling zombie with its forelimbs, and lowered its head to eat the zombie's carrion.

Zhao Qiang and Wei Tao didn't notice this scene, and the cash truck stopped steadily at the door of the hall.

Zhao Qiang was familiar with the road and came directly to the location of the equipment warehouse. This time, the main task was to get bullets, so Zhao Qiang turned on the flashlight and carefully collected the appropriate ammunition, and Wei Tao stood guard at the door, guarding against zombies that might appear at any time.

Gunshots rang out.

Zhao Qiang's heart tightened, and he accelerated his speed to continue collecting ammunition. Wei Tao should be fighting with the zombies, and there are not many enemies listening to the voice, Wei Tao should be able to deal with it.

No, how can there be different gunshots? This is not Wei Tao's style, is it them?

Hastily threw the selected ammunition into his backpack, Zhao Qiang hurriedly ran towards the exit. In the dark, Wei Tao was hiding behind the pillar, exchanging fire with several people at the door, beside him, there was a corpse lying down, with the help of the fire from the muzzle, Zhao Qiang found that the deceased was one of the mutineers during the day today.

"The surname is Wei, and those who know each other surrender quickly!" The black shadow at the door shouted, it was Li Zixin's voice. "For the sake of you saving me, I can spare your life."

It was Wei Tao's bullet that answered him. A barrage of bullets hit the wall next to Li Zixin's face, and his face was cut painfully by the splash of debris. Wei Tao's actions stimulated Li Zixin again, and he fired a shuttle of bullets at Wei Tao, and he shouted frantically: "Fuck, I don't know what to do." Kill him, brothers! Kill him for me! ”

The shootout continued, and after seeing Wei Tao's marksmanship, no one dared to probe out, for fear that he would be directly shot in the head by Wei Tao. Hiding in the doorway, a group of former policemen only dared to stick out the barrels of their guns and shoot aimlessly into the hall. The fierce shootout attracted the nearby zombies, and also caused the black shadow that was devouring the carrion of the zombies.

Wei Tao fired back without a shot, constantly changing his position. Although he did not leave a chance for the opponent, the cunning opponent relied on his powerful firepower to fight with Wei Tao for a while.

"The surname is Wei, we only need the weapons inside, as long as you get out of the way, brother, I can let you live." While firing the gun, Li Zixin shouted as he tried to make Wei Tao reveal his position. But what answered him was still a series of bullets. Li Zixin was very anxious, watching the zombies outside gradually approaching, but he hadn't been able to solve Wei Tao's big trouble yet. It's really not good, let's withdraw first today, and there will be opportunities in the future. Li Zixin thought to himself in his heart, raised the gun in his hand and fired a few more shots into the hall.

The black shadow raised its head, listened intently to the fierce gunfire, then raised its head and sniffed vigorously into the air, and immediately let go of the zombies that were still struggling under its feet, and ran in the direction from which the gunfire came from.

Soon, Li Zixin's order to retreat was quietly conveyed to his accomplices, and in order not to attract Wei Tao's attention, everyone withdrew their positions one by one.

One guy was lying on the steps, raised his gun and fired two shots into the hall, just about to get up and leave. Suddenly, a heavy body stepped on top of him. Before he could react, the shadow had already bitten his neck. The screams came, Li Zixin and others who were fleeing were shocked, a black shadow was "hissing" sucking the blood of his dead companions, seeing that the accomplice could not be saved, Li Zixin gritted his teeth and fled back to the bus with the few people who survived.

When Zhao Qiang arrived, he found that Wei Tao seemed to be fighting something, the shadow speed was much faster than the most agile zombie, and it didn't look like a human! Zhao Qiang turned on the flashlight and shone towards the black shadow who was fighting with Wei Tao.

Depend on! It's a zombie dog! With a bare body, the dog hair on his body had already fallen off, the sticky mouth slid down the hideous dog head, and a pair of big gray eyes were staring at Zhao Qiang fiercely.

"Be careful!" Seeing the zombie dog pounce on Zhao Qiang, Wei Tao hurriedly reminded him.

Feeling a strong wind mixed with a foul smell rushing towards him, Zhao Qiang dodged the blow that the zombie dog was determined to get, and slashed at the momentum, and the strong flashlight suddenly smashed the zombie dog to the ground. As soon as the zombie dog rolled on the ground, it defused Zhao Qiang's attack and pounced again.

Wei Tao quickly changed the magazine, seeing Zhao Qiang and the zombie dog fighting together, the dark space and the chaotic scene, Wei Tao gritted his teeth, inserted the Type 92 back into the holster, pulled out the dagger and rushed forward.

The agility of the zombie dog far exceeds that of ordinary zombies, and Zhao Qiang attacked several times, but it was easily dodged, or he used his body to resist the blow from the flashlight. At this time, Zhao Qiang also understood why Wei Tao didn't have time to change the bullet, and now he was forced by this zombie dog to not even have time to draw a knife.

Wei Tao joined the battle, and the situation improved slightly. With the joint efforts of the two people, Zhao Qiang finally took the risk of grabbing the zombie dog's upper and lower jaws with both hands with his anti-cut gloves, and Wei Tao also sent the dagger from the back of his head and stabbed straight out between Zhao Qiang's hands. The brain was hit hard, and the zombie dog still scratched Zhao Qiang's chest desperately with his paws, trying to escape control, until Wei Tao vigorously stirred the dagger in its head, and the zombie dog fell softly.

Glancing at the heavy backpack behind Zhao Qiang, Wei Tao pulled up Zhao Qiang, who was knocked down by the zombie dog, and asked, "How is it?" ”

"I'm fine!" Zhao Qiang stood up and raised his foot to kick the corpse of the zombie dog, "The ammunition is in hand, let's withdraw quickly!" ”