The red-gold glow of the setting sun sprinkled on the morning light base. Everything looked red, as if it had been stained with blood. A blood ...... called the end times

The old king's head, who restored the Blue Bird off-road vehicle as before, rubbed his hands covered with oil mud on the snow surface, and then simply rubbed it mixed with snow water. Just as he was grinning at the ice, he saw the blood-stained He Hao walking towards him. Not only did he bring back his hobby supplies, but he also had a black belongings on his shoulders.

The old king squinted his eyes, and when he looked at it, he found that it was a long knife with a black body and a silver blade.

"Why are you back?" Lao Wang's leader sent He Hao past him, and after seeing that those hobby materials were brought back in their original form, he asked in puzzlement.

"A little trouble." He Hao continued. After saying that, he got into the passenger cab by himself. Then he knocked on the door of the Blue Bird off-road vehicle and asked the old Wang Tou, who was watching from the sidelines, "Can the car be driven?" ”

"Give me a way, and I'll drive it to the moon." The old king said playfully.

"That's good. Let's go. I'm going to wake up the raven, I have something to ask about it......" He Hao retracted his body back into the car, and the remaining mechanical palm hooked out the window......

"What? Kill zombies? The old king was slightly stunned, and then asked, "What are we going to kill?" With your knife? There was a look of embarrassment in his expression.

At this moment, Xiaobei raised his arms and carried 3 boxes of 7. 00mm machine gun bullets, came from a distance. Then it was thrown in front of the old king's head with a 'bang', and even the bullet chain inside swayed with a rattling sound.

"Wow! ...... generously," said the old king, looking at the ammunition box and sniffing the smelly smell of paint.

"600 rounds. It's almost going to bankrupt me......" He Hao rummaged through the few contribution points he had left, grumbling in the car.

"If you hadn't lost your pass, you wouldn't have spent so much, would you?" Xiaobei put her hands in her trouser pockets and said with a little reproach.

"Don't mention it, get in the car." He Hao ordered to divert the topic......

……

And just like that, it didn't take long. The Blue Jay's off-road vehicle is out of the morning light. I went to the nearest zombie land, and this place was beyond everyone's expectations - it was Morning Light Outer Camp Area 2!

It was the huge camp that relied on the lumberyard to build, that is, the place where He Hao rescued Liu Weijie.

The Bluebird buggy was moving through the heavy snow, and large chunks of snow were squeaked to the sides of the vehicle like rocks. And the blue bird also arrived at the place where it had not been set foot in a long time.

It's been nearly 2 months. The situation there has become a mystery. Has the corpse horde reappeared as a xenomorph? And what is the quantity? With such a question in mind, the old king stopped the blue bird not far from the camp and said timidly: "Haozi, the zombies outside are all high-level now." ”

"What about seniors? It's not that I haven't killed. ”

"That's true, but when they're in the playground, they're all affected by energy decayers. And it's all real guys here, you forgot when we came out, if it weren't for ......" Lao Wang recalled the memory of driving out of the group of high-level zombies, and couldn't help but be afraid, and even halfway through the words, he didn't want to mention it.

The raven has energy, and the sword mountain and the sea of fire can break through it, but now......

Just when Lao Wangtou hadn't stopped thinking nonsense, He Hao had already gotten out of the car with the military soul long knife and a Red Sun light machine gun, while Xiao Bei was carrying the feedback crack on his back, hugging the other one, and followed. The resolute back was reflected in the light of the setting sun, full of courage rarely seen in the last days.

"Wait! It's too dangerous to just break in like this......" The old king shouted from behind, while starting the Blue Bird off-road vehicle again, slowly catching up with them, and then patted the steering wheel and said, "You guys wait for me here, I'll go and lure the zombies out." ”

He Hao and Xiaobei looked at each other and said in unison: "Okay." ”

Lao Wang was stunned for a moment, and rubbed his forehead with a rough and thin palm, he didn't expect He Hao to agree so simply. Reluctantly, he threw a walkie-talkie in He Hao's arms, and drove the blue bird to the inside of the camp without saying a word.

"Handsome old boy." He Hao praised as he led Xiaobei to find a rock mass. Perpendicular to the gentle slope of the snow, it is about 2 meters high. Although it is not the most ideal shooting location, it can properly and effectively include the exit of the camp into the shooting range.

The two of them are one left and one right, He Hao is in front, and Xiaobei is in the back. The Red Sun light machine guns in the hands of both sides can form an 'X' shaped crossfire network.

erection of machine guns; assembling elastic chains; Open insurance; Adjust your position. After everything is ready, it's time to watch the performance of the old king......

The Blue Jayer buggy is like a cooing fat pheasant. It sprinted into the camp at a rapid pace. Then the horn sounded. In the silence of the camp there was a sound that had been heard for a long time.

"Didi ......"

The old king's face was already covered with fine cold sweat. Alone, he risked his life to enter this terrifying place. He hoped that the zombies would show up and leave the hellish place. But he didn't want the zombies to appear, because he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to escape......

Anyway, he drove the car into the camp with mixed thoughts.

The ground covered in heavy snow resembles a rolling rolling hill. Everywhere there were blackened bones that could not be seen, and there were some scraps of flesh hanging from them. They were clumped in heaps, frozen in snow and ice. When the wind swept by, skulls were revealed beneath the flying snow. It cracked its jawbone, as if laughing, mocking those who were afraid of it......

When he had driven into the depths of the camp, the old king slapped the horn with his trembling palm, and a screeching sound reverberated around him, and he was so frightened that he felt as if he had entered a sealed jar, filled with fear worse than death.

When the old Wang Tou looked around and found that there was really only himself around, he boldly stopped the car. Then he poked his head out of the car window and whistled loudly. The whistle was audible even to He Hao outside the camp.

"What's the matter, old man." He Hao asked puzzled.

After listening to the words coming from the walkie-talkie, Lao Wang replied: "There is nothing here, I'm afraid that the zombies have migrated, right?" ”

Suddenly!

The bulging snow hills around them burst open one after another, and thin figures jumped out of them. They ran with their arms rounded, roaring around the Bluebird buggy.

"Oh my God!" The old king only felt that he was still a spectator in the uninhabited ruins one second, and the next second he became the bait in the zombie group. He launched the blue bird with a pale face, and then directly broke through backwards.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound of metal, Lao Wangtou only felt that the body was shocked, and the speed he had just raised was instantly pressed down again.

It was a high-level zombie that stood in the way, and although the bluebird off-road and ran over it, the speed of the car was also greatly affected and was drastically reduced.

And the high-level zombies around also rushed over one after another, some pounced on the front of the car, some gathered on the side of the car, and some stopped the rear of the car. With the momentum of encirclement, the Blue Bird off-road vehicle is heavily surrounded.

“******！” Seeing that the situation was not good, the old king turned his face full of steering wheels. It spun around like a spinning top, bouncing off all the zombies that had gathered around it. But on the snow-covered slippery surface, the car was constantly shifting, and when the bluebird crashed into a railing, the side of the rear wheel suddenly rode on. After collapsing the low wall behind it, it was firmly stuck in place......

Lao Wang saw that the car had stopped, and the zombies around him were also knocked out some distance. He was going to rush out of a gap in the corpses. But the Blue Bird buggy could only emit a "buzzing" roar and remained motionless.

"Card ...... Card...... Stuck?! The old king pushed the gear hard with his hand, and stepped on the accelerator hard, and when it was still a roar in the air, he trembled and removed his hand from the gear handle, and then looked at the horde of terrible corpses, and pounced on the blue birds.

"Bang! Rumble! Click! ”

The Blue Bird off-road vehicle was beaten madly by the high-level zombie group, making many kinds of strange noises. When all the dents on the body of the car are broken and the glass is shattered, only the last barrier of steel mesh remains.

Overwhelming despair enveloped the lonely old king. He saw that there was no He Hao in the co-pilot, and there was no Xiaobei in the back seat. At this moment, I am alone.

His old bark-like face was wooden like a statue. As if he suddenly remembered something, he flew on the walkie-talkie, and shouted fiercely: "Haozi! Help me...... I...... I'm stuck. ”

"Rustling ......"

"Hey! Feed! Haozi! When the old king saw that the zombie was about to tear through the steel mesh and climb into the car, he didn't know how to call for help, so he could only cling to the car seat, and even his whole body slid down the leather seat into the pedal compartment. Holding the walkie-talkie in both hands, he looked at the arms that poked in above his head. The hooked fingers seemed to have an attraction, and they sucked away the soul of the old king's head little by little......

Is this moment a second? Or an hour. The old king didn't remember anymore, he only remembered that a burst of gunfire rushed from a distance, and the sound was even louder and louder. Even the bullets hit the inside of the carriage with a clanging sound!

He Hao, carrying the military soul long knife on his back. With Red Sun light machine guns in both hands, he rushed in from the entrance to the camp.

He roared hysterically and ran, with great steps without the slightest hesitation. The index fingers of both hands were hooked so tightly that the triggers of the machine guns made a metallic curl sound.

A long chain of bullets rolled up a cloud of snow dust on the ground. When this snow dust was blown up in the sky by the strong wind, the hair on the back of He Hao's head also fluttered. The battle intent condensed on the whole face can only be described in one word, and that is - never to die.

"Dada...... Dadada......"

The overlapping gunshots are densely connected into a whole rhythm. It was like a hurricane surging rapidly and swept straight towards the zombie horde.

The tongue of fire that spits out the bullets without leaving any stone unturned. The warhead dragging the streamer seemed to be a fist. When the punch landed in the crowd of corpses. The creatures who couldn't rest convulsed and fell to the ground on their backs.

In this round of shooting, the corpses surrounding the blue birds were once again torn apart. And when He Hao saw that there was no one in the car along this gap, he was suddenly shocked, and at the same time, an ominous premonition gave him infinite strength.

Driven by this terrible force, the metal iron finger actually broke the trigger. When a group of firepower stopped abruptly, those who were torn apart by the bullets were a group of zombies, so they turned the attack to He Hao and rushed towards him in pieces.

40 meters, for high-level zombies, is just a distance that can be reached in 2 or 3 seconds.

He Hao knew that he had become an arrow flying out. In any case, he couldn't take half a step back, so he directly counterattacked.

The light machine gun held by the mechanical arm is thrown out, and it spun sideways through the air. It was like a scimitar slashing at the zombies.

"Uh-woo!"

A high-level zombie was swept in the abdomen by the whirling gun, and the sudden increase in pressure pushed its abdominal cavity and lungs towards its throat, and when the remaining air rushed out of the zombie's throat, it sent out a ridiculous and terrifying scream from its vocal cords.

It's like the cry of a ghost baby!

When the zombie group and He Hao were about to collide together, He Hao violently tilted the Red Sun light machine gun in his hand, allowing the whistling muzzle to sweep over the heads of those zombies. Although it couldn't kill all of them, it also made the surging tide of the corpses form a jagged state, reducing the pressure of He Hao's battle.

He jerked himself to a halt as he used his mechanical arm to pull out the Soul Knife from his back.

"Shhh

With the sound of fabric breaking, behind the military uniform coat He Hao was wearing, the dragged military soul long knife cut a big hole.

But no matter how fast the blade is, it can't be as fast as He Hao's mechanical arm swinging violently.

The blade slashed through a swift shadow, and took the lead in slashing the zombie that rushed towards He Hao horizontally from his chest.

The churning blood flew over He Hao's head with half of the zombies, and the two arms slashed over He Hao's sides after losing power.

How wide is the ribcage with two arms? How resilient is it? That can't stand the military soul long knife controlled by the mechanical arm!

Although He Hao had cut off the first high-level zombie, the rest had already pounced. He directly swung the long knife back, and swept the back of the knife on the head of the high-level zombie in front of him.

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound like a broken melon. The zombie's head was slashed out like an egg. Gray brain mixed with dirty blood spurted out. Then it hung on the back of the long knife, and as He Hao continued to swing his arm, it was pried open of its skull, crashed into the second target, and fell together......

After all, the two fists are difficult to defeat the four hands, and when a group of zombies that are closed to He Hao gathered in the corpse group at the same time, he couldn't parry. Although it has lost the offensive momentum just now, it can also be called airtight when defending.

The long knife swings sideways from side to side, and the machine gun shoots and pours out at the critical moment, and if there is no way to avoid it, it directly raises the elbow of the mechanical arm to block. When it all worked together with his staggering and retreating pace. You can see He Hao leading the corpses alone, retreating and fighting.

Suddenly, He Hao's heel slammed and stumbled on the stubborn rock with sharp corners exposed.

While he exclaimed in his heart, he bent down to stabilize his body, and just as he appeared in this defensive gap, zombies poured in.

And He Hao's heart also felt cold......

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