Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes!

Rumble!

Like an arrow off the string, like a hurricane passing through.

A succession of six Davis locomotives roared through the empty and deserted streets.

Whenever the locomotive rushes by, there is a dry roar of hoarse friction behind it.

Lu Changqing drove the two pure black locomotives, and through the wide rearview mirror, he glanced at the creature that had just rushed out of a dilapidated clothing store.

His eyes were gray and dull, his cheeks were sunken and thin, only his big mouth seemed to have a hint of sharpness, and his scattered fangs were intimidating.

Under the tattered clothes, there is a fleshy body, and most of the exposed places are white bones.

Patches of reddish-brown precipitated on them, which was the appearance of the blood after years of drying, dark red and disgusting.

"This is a generation of zombies."

Lu Changqing had a bottom in his heart.

This kind of thing that people are not ghosts and ghosts, there is really nothing to be afraid of, and it is far less terrifying than the so-called film literature.

That sluggish action, hindsight senses, didn't even qualify to eat Davis's motorcycle exhaust.

Bypassing a roadblock, Lu Changqing followed closely behind the convoy in front.

Boom!

A corpse was cut off at the waist and smashed under the abandoned car on the side of the road.

This is the dragon in front of him who made a move and cut down a zombie that stood in the way.

Just when Lu Changqing's mind was a little divided, a sudden change occurred!

The huge light sign fell with a bang, smashing the sky on this street, and at the same time directly blocking Lu Changqing's knife behind the convoy.

The piercing sound of brakes sounded, and Lu Changqing drifted, avoiding the license plate.

But with his drifting skills, it's hard to be perfect.

The wheel stuck into the license plate, Lu Changqing and Xiaodao jumped down, and their eyes fell on it at the same time.

A pair of pale yellow eyes, exuding great malice, stared at them.

"Hurry up and get rid of it and keep up, remember the destination!"

Chen Chao's voice came from the front, and then farther and farther away.

"Sweep the formation, and I'll take care of the rest."

The knife said briefly, his wrists moved slightly, his legs were half-bent, like springs, ready to exert force at any time.

The zombies above have moved!

couldn't wait, and almost at the moment when Lu Changqing and the others stopped, they pounced.

The loud sound of the wind was coming, and the hoarse roar was unbearable like the friction of an iron tool.

In Lu Changqing's eyes, the body of the knife was deflected, and he almost avoided the zombies that pounced in the air, and then wiped his right hand up, and at the same time inserted it back at a very fast speed.

After the unstoppable zombie rushed past the knife, Kankan came to Lu Changqing.

Lu Changqing's face remained unchanged and he stretched out a kick and directly kicked the zombie aside.

This kick has average strength, but the zombie that fell to the ground was already paralyzed and weak, and twitched its body from time to time.

Its throat, and even the back of its head, were almost completely sliced, leaving only a layer of fascia attached to it.

The knife frowned slightly, and took out a strip of fine cloth to wipe the stains off the knife.

"Cow Pi!"

Judging by other people's descriptions, this zombie is undoubtedly a second-generation zombie.

Pale yellow eyes, quick movements, and strength not inferior to ordinary people. Unlike the first generation of zombies, which lack food and are skinny, the second generation of zombies has full flesh and blood, which is also a source of strength for them.

In addition to the ability to move like a normal person, another significant ability of the second-generation zombies is that they have a strong ability to survive, as long as they are not injured to the core, it will hardly affect the strength of their attacks, and they don't know pain.

Killing a second-generation zombie can be done by many first-order transcendents.

But in an unexpected situation, being able to kill second-generation zombies in an instant is not within the scope of the ability of first-order transcendents.

In particular, the knife also uses a short weapon such as a short knife.

His strength can be seen.

Lu Changqing stretched out his thumb, praised sincerely, and then quickly took out the locomotive and moved it to the front of the light sign.

The two got back into the car, and Lu Changqing looked back at the zombies who were completely dead there, and twisted the accelerator in his hand.

Rumble!

Gone in the dust!

......

Huiyao District, as an area close to the suburbs of Liyang City, was a relatively fortunate area when the zombie virus was infected.

Many people have fled from here to the suburbs, to the countryside, or to some place where it is safe.

And very few people in the city can pass through those dangerous places and reach the Radiant District.

It is precisely because of this that the number of zombies in the Radiance District is not large, even if there are a few, it is not large-scale.

If nothing else, at the speed of the Davis locomotive, the Black Flag team will basically not stop when passing through the Radiant Zone.

However, because of the previous light sign blocking the road, Lu Changqing's speed was interrupted, and now the chain reaction is coming!

Looking at the first-generation zombies who came out of the corner, as well as the second-generation zombies that appeared around him from time to time, Lu Changqing grinned.

"The leader is happy to run ahead, but the zombies that have been brought out are all left to us."

"It's a bit much, you have to pay attention to it yourself." Knife whispered.

Lu Changqing leaned back against the knife, and a sharp short knife appeared in his hand, holding it upside down, concentrating.

"I'll go a different way later, and I can't follow behind." Lu Changqing expressed his opinion.

Knife's answer was brief.

"Quick Fix!"

The thin back can give people a sense of security, but more security comes from the knife in their hands.

Lu Changqing took a deep breath, and between the flips of his wrists, a generation of zombies who staggered up was directly cut by him.

"It's not difficult to kill zombies!"

Lu Changqing muttered in his heart, and then his feet and hands became faster and sharper.

One after another, the generation of zombies that surrounded them fell like mowing grass.

Isn't this just Kai Wushuang!

Lu Changqing killed so vigorously that even the disgusting feeling caused by those zombies disappeared, and without letting the zombies touch him, he stabbed them one by one.

So much so that even some tricky knife skills taught him by the knife later, he also consciously used them.

Training is not as useful as actual combat!

And under his perceptual ability, these generation zombies are really pitifully weak, and the energy level is generally only about one.

In the absence of any wisdom, Lu Changqing felt that even if Xiaoqing was here, it could be easily solved.

Provided she's not afraid of these disgusting things.

Suddenly, a slightly stronger energy fluctuation came from behind him.

Around five!

This is almost the limit of ordinary people, and they are about to step into the level of transcendentals.

However, in front of Lu Changqing, whose strength was increasing rapidly, there was only an energy level of five, which was nothing at all.

He turned deftly, his head bowed, and his knife flicked upward.

The arm of a second-generation zombie fell softly.

The muscles and skin membranes connected to its arms were almost cut off by Lu Changqing's knife.

If it is an ordinary person, it has basically lost most of its combat effectiveness, but this is a second-generation zombie.

Lu Changqing, who was a little relaxed in his heart, changed his face slightly the next moment, rushed over the zombie, and roared back again, and his courage was undiminished.

The smell of the wind is blowing in the face.

With a kick of the crooked hand, Lu Changqing was in danger, the short knife in his hand was inserted into the neck of the zombie, and with a slap of the handle, the short knife was like a dance, and it circled around the neck of the zombie.

A great ..... A filthy head, falling to the ground.

"Yes, very handsome!"

When Lu Changqing was amazed, his face became extremely solemn in the next moment.

He's rounded!

Three second-generation zombies and five first-generation zombies almost surrounded him.

If this is a battle against normal people, Lu Changqing still feels that he has a good chance of winning.

The closer you are, the more space you have to play with your short knives, and these vulnerable enemies just take a little more effort.

However, this is not a normal person, this is a zombie!

They carry a variety of viruses on their bodies, and once they are cut through their wounds, they can be infected to death or mutated into their own kind.

The latter is something worse than death.