Han Feng looked at the scene of the battle between the guard regiment and the zombies, the rumbling gunfire, accompanied by the continuous explosion of fire, and the roar of armored vehicles.

He knew that this battle, after he eliminated the command-type zombies, had come to an end, and the victory of the guard regiment was already a sure thing.

"Hold on to the handle by the door, we're ready to go!" After Han Feng was ready to leave, he turned his head and reminded Wang Yingyu, who was leaning on the co-pilot's seat.

At this time, Wang Yingyu was staring blankly at Han Feng's bloodstained hands, and after hearing the voice, he immediately came back to his senses, and said in a trembling voice: "Okay...... Good. ”

"Boom ——!"

As soon as Wang Yingyu put her hands on the handles by the car door, she heard a roar from the car under her.

The tires of the Unimog motorhome rubbed against the asphalt road violently, and after a puff of green smoke, the whole RV rushed straight ahead like an arrow from the string.

"Regiment leader, the RV that rushed into the zombie group in front of you just now is speeding away from the scene now, are we going to pursue!" The observer on the armored car under the middle-aged officer hurriedly reported to the middle-aged officer on the roof of the car after discovering that Han Feng was speeding away from the battlefield in the Unimog RV.

"I saw it!" The middle-aged officer lying on the roof of the armored car naturally discovered Han Feng's evacuation. However, after thinking for a moment, he still shook his head, picked up the megaphone in his hand, and shouted to the soldiers on the battlefield: "Ignore the departing RV and strangle the zombies in front of you with all your might." ”

In the eyes of the middle-aged officer, Han Feng, as a human being, was definitely not as threatening as these zombies in front of him, so he finally chose to strangle the zombie group in front of him that caused great damage to the guard group.

Han Feng saw the armored cars of the guard regiment in the rearview mirror, all of them stayed in place and strangled the zombies, and after none of them followed, he breathed a sigh of relief and said to Wang Yingyu beside him: "The next journey should not be too dangerous, you can go to the back compartment to rest, I can drive." ”

Wang Yingyu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, found that she really couldn't help much, nodded her head, opened a small door behind the driver's seat, and got into the living area of the RV.

"The configuration of this RV is really luxurious!" As soon as Wang Yingyu got into the living area behind the cab, he let out an exclamation.

As the head of the Magic Capital University of the Arts, she is also a popular figure in the university, and she has seen a lot of luxury cars for the children of various rich families, but the hardware in Han Feng's RV still shocked her.

The walls inside the living area are entirely made of wenge wood, while the area below the waist is wrapped in thick leather and leather, which looks very luxurious.

In addition, there is a 40-inch TV on the side of the car body that is embedded in the middle of the wall, facing the sofa in the living area, as for the kitchen part, all kinds of cooking utensils are readily available, induction cookers, microwave ovens, and range hoods are all foreign brands.

But what shocked Wang Yingyu the most was the boxes of goods piled up behind the sofa area.

She walked to the box, flipped through it casually, and found that most of the boxes were rice, edible oil, vacuum fresh meat, and dehydrated vegetables, and looking at the packaging of the box, these things were obviously purchased together.

"Could it be that Han Feng knew what was going to happen, so he purchased so many things?" Wang Yingyu, as a top student of Modu University of the Arts, naturally reacted slowly, and after seeing these things, she immediately thought of why Han Feng could fight his way out of the zombie crowd so easily.

While Wang Yingyu was thinking hard about the answer in the living area, Han Feng, who was sitting in the cab, looked at everything in front of him with a headache.

After they left the Yinhai Road evacuation point, the original trip was relatively smooth, and the survivors they met along the way were all driving in the direction of the Yinhai Road evacuation point.

However, after Han Feng turned onto the G60 highway connecting Magic City to Hangzhou, the condition of the entire road made his brows furrow.

Now the whole highway is in complete chaos.

The survivors who have escaped the apocalyptic virus are desperately driving to avoid the zombies that appear on the highway, and all kinds of wrong-way driving, sharp turns, and random lane changes abound.

Some survivors with average driving skills, after several rounds of pursuit, often crash into high-speed guardrails or other vehicles due to mishandling.

So now the G60 highway is full of overturned vehicles, and after some vehicles rolled over, black smoke came out and ignited a raging fire.

The Unimog RV driven by Han Feng can also use the weight and volume of the RV to crash into those blocked vehicles when the car rolls over and blocks the road, but when he encounters those fully loaded trucks, he can only find a way to get around.

However, from time to time, low-speed turns, and even stopping and reversing, greatly affect the forward speed of the whole car, and the forward speed of the Unimog motorhome on the highway is not as fast as on the city road.

"Squeak——!

When the RV was about to arrive at the G60 toll gate, with a sharp brake sound, Han Feng directly stopped the RV.

The toll booth, which used to have twelve toll lanes, is now unrecognizable.

The original brick-red roof of the toll station has collapsed, leaving a fragment of the steel structure in one place, and from the location of Han Feng, to the distance of more than 100 meters to the entrance of the toll station, all kinds of vehicles have crashed into a pile, and there are only one piece of debris left on the ground, and occasionally there are two zombies trapped in the car, roaring and roaring desperately outside the car.

Wang Yingyu, who was resting in the living area of the RV, naturally felt that the car had completely stopped.

"What's wrong?" Wang Yingyu, who felt that the car had stopped, immediately returned to the cab.

"It looks like there's no way to go on the highway, and we're going to have to think of something else." Han Feng pointed to the car window with a slightly wry smile.

"This ......" Wang Yingyu followed Han Feng's fingers, and after seeing the scene outside the window, her brows were also furrowed.

The scene in front of the high-speed toll station is not much better than that of the urban area, and the toll gate has been completely blocked, and there is no way to pass at all.

Although Han Feng has already downloaded the domestic road map through navigation, but now in this situation, several navigation methods have been changed in a row, and there is only one road on the navigation software from Modu to Hangzhou, that is, the G60 highway.

And now in this situation, Han Feng definitely has no way to pass the highway, he can only open the small storage compartment above his head, take out the national map he just bought before the apocalyptic virus, and plan to use the most primitive method to find out the route from the magic capital to Hangzhou.

Wang Yingyu found that Han Feng took out the map and began to rummage non-stop, thinking of the situation outside, she naturally knew what Han Feng was looking for, so she whispered: "Han Feng...... If you're looking for a route to Hangzhou without the expressway, maybe I can help. ”