After about an hour, under the protection of the soldiers, Chen Feng and his people drove back more than a dozen cars one after another, and these cars were still bloodstained when they were driven back, and there were even mutilated human organs and minced meat in a few corners. But this is already a clear sweep, otherwise it will be even more miserable, after all, the disaster broke out too suddenly.

When two of the buses were opened by Chen Feng and others, it was like purgatory on earth, black blood was sprinkled all over the inside of the bus, scattered white bones, wriggling maggots, and a few zombies who were so hungry that only skin and bones remained.

The stench that came from the moment the door was opened, and the soldiers of the Tiger Army almost vomited, and the assembly staff of the hotel couldn't even vomit upright.

In the end, it was the Tiger Army soldiers who were the first to slow down, and a soldier went in and killed several severely malnourished zombies inside. Then it was cleaned up by the armed men of the hotel!

When the transport vehicle was placed, Chen Feng shouted to the survivors in the hotel lobby with a suppressed voice:

"The elderly, children, and female compatriots sat in the two buses in the middle of the convoy, and the rest of the brothers sat in the small cars in the front and rear of the convoy in an orderly manner. Special reminder that the bus in front of the convoy is used to open the road, and irrelevant personnel are not allowed to enter! I hope everyone abides by the rules and doesn't try to fish in troubled waters, otherwise don't blame the brothers who maintain order for being ruthless! Hop on board now! ”

Chen Feng gave an order, and the survivors came out of the hotel as a whole team, like ants moving, and began to board the bus very smoothly and neatly, while the hotel's original armed personnel stood aside to maintain order and prevent crowding and stampede.

The survivors were also very sensible and did not look for trouble, and tried to reduce the noise to board the bus, after all, it would not be beneficial for anyone to attract a horde of zombies.

"Mom, this car is so dirty and smelly, the ground is full of black mud! Why can't we ride in a car like those uncles? ”

A little boy about ten years old got into the car, looked at his shoes stuck in the black mud and couldn't help but pout and complain to his mother.

The young woman behind him immediately covered his mouth when she heard this, and said with a somewhat stern expression:

"Shhhh Don't make a fuss! ”

Although the boy still had an unhappy expression, he nodded obediently after seeing his mother's stern expression.

"Ah, Mom! There are hands! There are hands! The boy suddenly screamed.

The mother looked in the direction of her son's finger, and her face couldn't help but turn pale. The people who had just come in around looked at it and their faces were also blue.

"Evil, how can this be, how can there be such a thing in the car! Bodhisattva bless! An old lady in the crowd couldn't help but mutter.

Hearing the commotion in the car, a tattooed young man who maintained order walked in, lowered his voice with a fierce face and shouted:

"What's wrong? What's wrong? What's the fuss? Be quiet, who's responsible for something happening, ah? Who's making a fuss about labor and throwing him to feed the zombies! ”

The tattooed young man reprimanded and stabilized the situation, and the people in the car were not making a fuss, but they still looked at the corner with a blue face.

"What's wrong? What's going on? The young man saw at a glance who was the culprit, and pointed to the little boy and asked.

The little boy was also frightened by the young man's vicious appearance, and did not dare to speak for a while, and the young mother saw this and pulled the little boy behind her, and then said apologetically:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't take care of it, he was frightened when he saw a severed palm."

When the tattooed young man saw the woman in front of him looking soft and weak, he didn't blame him too much, so he had to say that he didn't have a good temperament:

"Don't have a next time, if it weren't for the big guys outside who killed the zombies around them like ants, your son's voice, I guess we would all have to explain here!"

The young mother felt even more guilty when she heard this, and said sorry again and again.

Seeing this, the tattooed young man no longer continued to be embarrassed, but turned around and gave a preventive shot to the person in the car:

"Don't make a fuss in the car, strictly speaking this thing is the aborigines, just to pretend to you, its other partners are invited to get off, otherwise more! You doves occupy the magpie's nest, don't get cheap, and sell well! Let's go, brother, this car can't accommodate you! With that, the tattooed young man used the watermelon knife in his hand to stick his severed hand and left the bus.

The terrifying atmosphere in the bus was also dispelled a little by the jokes of the tattooed youth.

After this twist and turn, all the people in the hotel are back to order.

He Yong stood on the top floor of the hotel with a long knife on his back, and the walkie-talkie pinned to his waist suddenly rang.

"Captain He Yong! Captain He Yong! Are you there? ”

Hearing Chen Feng's voice on the walkie-talkie, He Yong picked up the walkie-talkie and replied:

"I'm here!"

"Boarding is now complete! Boarding is now complete! ”

"I see!" After finishing speaking, He Yong hung up the communication and adjusted to another channel.

"Zhao Qian, Sun Li, Zhou Yu, Zheng Wu, the four of you will lead the team to set off first, selectively clean up the zombies along the way, and reduce the density!"

"Magnetic... Whew... Got it! ”

After everyone entered the vehicle, He Yong led a team to stand on the roof of the open bus, and the other five teams stood on the roof of the other vehicles.

"Let's go!" He Yong gave an order, and the entire convoy slowly started and gradually accelerated.

After driving a distance, the zombies on the side of the road heard the movement and began to approach the convoy, and the bus roared towards the zombies without slowing down.

"Bang ~ Bang ~ Bang ......"

Since the corpses were combed by the advance team, the density was greatly reduced, so it could not stop the bus that had accelerated. One by one, the zombies were knocked into the air, and then their bodies were ruthlessly crushed by the wheels.

"Bang~"

"Ah~"

The bus in the middle of the convoy shook to the right, and a dent was knocked out of the door, revealing a crack half a man's width.

"What's going on?" Wang Wei turned around and saw a three-meter-tall giant zombie, with huge flesh tendons coiled over Wolong under its blue-gray skin, and its arms were almost the thickness of an adult's waist.

The team standing on the roof of the bus stabilized their bodies and immediately reported:

"Centurion, the bus was smashed by that zombie motorcycle just now!"

"Something, go ahead and I'll meet it!" After explaining, He Yong jumped back and jumped off the bus.

As soon as He Yong landed on the ground, before he could stand firmly, the zombie pulled up a telephone pole and swept towards him without saying a word.

"Poof~"

He Yong didn't have time to dodge, and was smashed into a clothing store on the side of the road like a baseball, and the whole person smashed the tempered glass into a spider web-like crack.

"Ahem~ho~huhu" He Yong maintained a sunken posture and didn't come back to his senses, and the giant zombie stabbed at his head and a telephone pole, quite a feeling of gunfire like a dragon.

"Bang~" The tempered glass exploded on the spot, and the electric pole grazed He Yong's head and speared straight in, stabbing deeply into the store.

He Yong turned over and stood up, drew his knife and slashed at the head of the zombie that was close at hand.

"Poof~Click~Click!"

The long knife slashed into the neck of the zombie and encountered a strong resistance, but it still cut off most of it under He Yong's huge force, but at the same time, the knife was also deep in the neck of the giant zombie and was stuck to death.

"Roar~"

After feeling the huge pain, the tenacious giant zombie subconsciously let go of the hand holding the telephone pole and punched at He Yong, who wanted to let go of the long knife to dodge but it was too late.

"Bang~"

The giant zombie punched He Yong in the stomach and smashed it into another store next to him, splashing glass shards all over the ground.

The seriously injured giant zombie was about to take advantage of the victory to chase after him, and went in to completely beat the little thing that injured him to death, when he saw that several of the same small things had arrived and were guarding the breach in the store.

Enraged zombies roared in the sky

"Roar!"

The rest of the warriors waited for him to attack, but the giant zombie pounced and crashed into the alley next to the road.

This operation made the soldiers of the Tiger Army stunned, but then they didn't care about the fleeing zombies, and anxiously rushed into the room to check He Yong's injuries.

"Ahem~"

He Yong was lying in the wreckage of the desk that had been knocked across in the store, and the armor on his chest was also recessed.

"Master Centurion, what's wrong with you?" The first soldier to come in asked anxiously when he saw He Yong's appearance.

"Ahem~ Labor and management are not dead, what about zombies? Did you kill it? ”。

"I was worried about your injury, so I let it go!"

"Grass, why did you let it go, the knife the general gave me is still on its neck! cough~" said that in the excitement, He Yong was a mouthful of old blood.