At this time, the sunlight spilled down the cellar mouth, and this kind of light was precious to many people in the cellar. Because many people can't remember the last time they left the cellar.

Many women sat in the corner with a numb face, disheveled, and even many women were naked, looking at the place where the sun was shining, with a yearning expression on their faces.

It is absolutely false to say that you don't want to leave the cellar, but after experiencing the bloody storm outside, I understand how important this peace in the cellar is.

A small society had already been formed in the cellars, with strong men at the top of the food chain, and men and women who did not dare to leave the cellars, either as food or as objects of toy.

Now they can't find much food even if they go out, although the people who live in this town have the habit of storing food, but they initially miscalculated the severity of the arrival of the end times, in the initial period when food was abundant, everyone ate and drank heavily, and some people even weighed dozens of pounds before the outbreak of the end times. Because the current days are nesting in the cellar, eating, sleeping, eating, and eating, there is no big consumption, and it naturally turns into fat.

But as time passed, they found that their food had bottomed out, and the zombies in the vicinity had not decreased in the slightest, and even the howling of those zombies could be heard every day even at night, which made many timid men and women completely frightened.

They were also attacked by mutant zombies when they went out, and after paying a lot of casualties, many of them managed to run back.

There are also mutant zombies who have touched the vicinity of the cellar where they are hiding, constantly hitting the iron door that is only a few centimeters thick, and they can only stack Arhats to block the iron door that may crumble at any time, because everyone knows what they are facing once a zombie enters the cellar.

The strength of the mutant zombies is beyond their imagination, and they are the one who passively bears it, and the long-term hunger makes them unable to withstand the continuous impact of the mutant zombies.

Those mutated zombies also realized that this was the food they were about to eat, and were making their last struggle, as if they were tirelessly banging on the iron door, after they had managed to support it for most of the day, everyone was tired and dying, at this time, those mutated zombies were like wolves that had entered the flock, knocking the iron door directly down and falling from above.

After a short period of panic, the survivors in the cellar actually magically united together, and launched an attack on the zombies who fell into the cellar without fear of death.

The final result is obvious, as long as human beings are united, they can still burst out with extremely powerful energy. The zombies who fell into the cellar were still killed by them after they paid a terrible price, and although most of them were killed and wounded, some of them survived.

Later, they carried out all the corpses piled up in the cellar, because the smell was so bad that they would feel dizzy after staying in it for a long time, and in order to avoid being contaminated by something unclean, they quickly changed the cellar, and dug several cellars together to improve the environment inside.

Changing to a new place would have been a good thing for everyone, but in the process of transferring, some people unfortunately fell into the mouths of zombies, and the small towns that were originally small in number of people have survived many times under the patronage of zombies.

Anyone with a bit of a brain should know that staying in the cellar all the time is definitely not the right choice, but now many people have despaired of the future, with the attitude of living one day at a time, and do not think about what the future holds, just like they have no way of predicting when death will meet them.

Because of the man's desire to leave, the originally lifeless cellar was like an explosion, and everyone was uneasy and frightened, as if the zombie horde had really arrived.

"Will they go?" Looking at the man walking in front, the ugly door turned back countless times, but no one appeared.

"It's not something I should be concerned about," Leng Yan lowered his head and muttered to himself in a small voice, "Maybe the wheels of history will run over in the same way..."

"What did you say?" Rao was a woman's hearing, and he didn't hear the cold muttering clearly.

"It's nothing," Leng Yan looked around the nearby building, and soon found a dusty car, the doors wide open, but the inside of the car was empty, and even the car keys were stuck in the steering wheel.

Leng Yan started the car, and after a short roar of the car, he immediately became dumb again, and he found that the fuel tank had bottomed out and the pointer had fallen under the red line.

I took out a 30L tank of gasoline directly from the space and added it all in one go.

The two women sat honestly in the car, no one intended to ask about the ins and outs of the tank of gasoline, and the two of them were really a little numb to the magic of Leng Yan.

Leng Yan got into the car and twisted the key, and the vehicle, which looked a little old, finally moved slowly.

This car looks like it hasn't been maintained for a long time, and even if Leng Yan stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, its speed has basically been maintained at about sixty, just like cruising at a fixed speed.

But the three people sitting in it all know that such a small broken car with a manual transmission has such a high-level effect.

A somewhat dilapidated car clattered along the empty lane, and even at such a speed it was not something that the zombies next to it could catch up with, and it quickly disappeared within their perceptual range.

The ugly door sitting in the back seat first fell at this time and realized that something seemed to be wrong, looking at the intersection in front of him that was getting closer and closer, the voice was a little uncertain and said: "If you want to go to the city, you should slow down and prepare to turn, the road in front is too narrow, you will overturn if you do this..."

"Do you think I don't want to?" Leng Yan's voice was still calm, "The brakes seem to be out of order..."

"What? Jump out of the car! ”

With the crisp sound of glass breaking, three figures jumped out of the speeding vehicle, and the car lost control and planted directly into the field that had long since dried up next to it, and with a pop, the front cover of the car immediately jumped up, emitting wisps of white smoke.

"You almost killed us, did you know?" At the beginning of the ugly door, he stood up a little embarrassed, looking at the cold words that stood there as if nothing had happened, patting his trouser legs, and his teeth itched angrily.