Forty-Seven, In the City (3)

It is said that Lei Yan fell to the ground and crushed the zombie that grabbed him under him. He saw that the zombie was holding on to the backpack, so he took the initiative to break free from his backpack belt, and wanted to snatch his backpack back, but a zombie had already pounced, and Lei Yan kicked the zombie to the ground, wanting to lead the horse next to him.

But it was too late, the horse that had brought him here had been overturned by a dozen zombies, its belly had been bitten by several zombies, the horse's blood was splashed everywhere, the hot and steaming intestines and internal organs were flowing out, the horse was not dead, wheezing, and several zombies pounced on the horse's head and neck.

Seeing that the horse was not saved, Lei Yan saw the tank beside him, and was in a hurry, and hurriedly pushed away a zombie blocking the way, lay on the ground, and got into the open space under the tank. He drilled zombies and drilled, and several zombies drilled in from both ends of the tank, and attacked Lei Yan who was crawling forward together.

Lei Yan crawled for a while, and saw that he was a zombie with a foul mouth spraying stinking in his mouth and a hideous face, and the whole person was cold from head to toe as if he had been thrown into an ice cave. He took out the only remaining pistol from his waist, killed the two zombies that had been chasing close at his feet, and shot the two zombies that were attacking him from the front, and wanted to continue shooting, but the bullets had already run out.

The zombies at both ends were still advancing towards him, Lei Yan was discouraged, turned around, and prepared to change to a more comfortable position to die, but it was this turn that made him see a circular exit located directly above him.

Lei Yan took a deep breath, grabbed the edge of the exit, and drilled into the exit, the claws of several zombies stretched out under his feet, so dangerous, just a little bit, Lei Yan became the food in the mouths of zombies.

This exit turned out to be the lower warehouse door of the tank, Lei Yan's drill drilled directly into the inside of the tank, and several zombie claws stretched out from under the warehouse door, Lei Yan hurriedly locked the thick lid of the warehouse door, and then sat on the tank stomach sweating profusely and panting.

The tank compartment was empty, except for a bullet casing, and the corpse of a soldier, lying opposite Lei Yan, his face was bruised, and he looked like he had been dead for a long time. Just when Lei Yan was at a loss and didn't know what to do, the police department phone in his pocket rang, and an unfamiliar voice asked: Hey, are you still alive? If you're alive, please call back! ……

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