Chapter Seventy-Four: Wind Wolf

After talking about business, Zhuang Yichen saw that they still had something to do, so he didn't bother anymore, so he took Niuniu back to the room. It was a leisurely morning, Zhuang Yichen only practiced for a short time, and the rest of the time was all pulled by Niuniu to play puzzles.

The time of the day passed leisurely, and at dusk, a few thick black clouds drifted in the distance on the horizon, and an autumn rain came quietly.

That night, an autumn rain fell. The rain was not heavy, and the sky cleared up just after dawn in the morning.

The sun had just risen when Zhuang Yichen got up, and the rain on the concrete floor had dried up, except for the slightly moist land and the small puddles accumulated in the low-lying areas, only a little cold air could prove the footprints of this autumn rain.

After eating breakfast in a hurry, Zhuang Yichen greeted Niuniu, and followed Lao Wang into the car that drove out of the camp. The long-planned expansion has finally begun.

The car went all the way, and this time only Lao Wang and Zhuang Yichen led the team. The rest of the people remained in the camp. The convoy carried only ten people, while the truck drove four. According to Zhuang Yichen's words, this time, he is going to pull people.

On the desolate and straight road, four army-green trucks drove by at a constant speed. After just over three months of abandonment, the asphalt pavement was already full of cracks. A few weeds cautiously poked out of the crevices with tender branches and leaves, and a few dew drops on the leaves, shivering in the cold wind of the early morning. Although the sky has cleared, but an autumn rain and a cold, October is about to pass, under the twilight of autumn, the temperature in Jiangcheng finally has some bleak taste.

On the truck, in the cramped cockpit full of gasoline smells, Lao Wang was holding a map of Jiangcheng and telling Zhuang Yichen about the destination of the operation.

"Then, this one, I'll pick the one that's close to us first. Here, the third to seventh floors are dining plazas. It should be the largest gathering point here, with about 70 people. And here, in the Huijia era, there should be a gathering point of more than 30 people on the fourth floor. Here, a reasonably sized supermarket, there are about 40 people. ”

"Well, there are more than 140 people in the three places combined, so many people, can we finish it at one time?"

Lao Wang tapped the map lightly, and then threw the cigarette butt from the corner of his mouth out of the window. "Of course you can, you can fit two hundred people if you stuff it hard." As he spoke, he pulled a cigarette out of his jacket pocket with one hand.

Zhuang Yichen watched him hold the steering wheel with his other hand, and always felt that the car was going to let him turn over into the ditch on the side of the road in the next second. He hurriedly took out the fire from his pocket and helped him light it, and then said angrily: "Are you concentrating on driving?" ”

"Well, it's fine." Lao Wang took a puff, then put the cigarette between his fingers. "Besides, people won't willingly let us pull it back."

"Then of course you will hit them until they want to."

"Well, that's right, but this process will always cost some manpower~!." Lao Wang picked up the cigarette, took a deep breath, and then continued: "These three points bite each other a lot on weekdays, but once others interfere in their territory, they will immediately unite to drive the outsiders away first. The leader is said to have been in the third order for a long time, and it is rumored that they still have a magician. ”

"Is Liu Jun unwilling to clash with them because of this?" Zhuang Yichen suddenly asked.

"That's right, Liu Jun has always cherished his family business, so he won't take it out casually and toss it so much."

The convoy went all the way south, and Lao Wang and Zhuang Yichen were also chatting in the carriage all the time. The distance from the prison camp to the three survivor gathering points was just over a forty-minute drive. Soon, the convoy was halfway through the journey.

Looking out of the car window, both sides of the road were covered with knee-high weeds, and from time to time a few gray figures flashed in the wild grass, they were too fast to tell whether they were hares or giant mutant mice.

Just as Zhuang Yichen was trying to catch the gray shadows that flashed from time to time in the weeds, suddenly, a scream came from behind. With a scream, bang, the two trucks at the back rear-ended one after another.

As soon as the scream sounded, Lao Wang suddenly braked and stopped the car, and with a sharp friction sound, the car was not stopped, and Lao Wang and Zhuang Yichen jumped out of the car.

The guardrails on both sides of the road had long been twisted and broken, and seven or eight sturdy wind wolves were crossing the guardrails and slowly outflanking the convoy from both sides. In the back of the truck, half of a guard was almost dragged out of the cockpit, his neck a blur of flesh and blood, dripping down his drooping arm.

As soon as Zhuang Yichen and the others rushed out of the car, several guards behind them who reacted quickly were already shooting at the side of the road with guns. A few messy gunshots rang out in ping-pong, but most of the bullets were dodged by the wind wolf's light leap. Occasionally, two bullets hit them, but the silvery-gray skin of the wind wolf flickered and the bullets ejected.

"Don't shoot! You go and hide in the carriage! Seeing that the bullets didn't do much for them, Wang yelled at the guards behind him. As soon as the words fell, there were two wind wolves with silver-gray bodies, but only a small crescent-shaped white fur on their foreheads opened their mouths and spat out, and two crescent-shaped light cyan wind blades flew towards the few people who fired the shots, the wind blades were translucent and weak, but they flew in an instant.

A wind blade was slightly off-angle, narrowly skimming over the face of a guard, and then shaved off a corner of the truck's roof. The other, unsurprisingly, shaved off half of a guard's skull.

"!" Lao Wang leaned on the back of the cockpit of the truck, took out two grenades from his waist with his hand, counted them silently for three seconds, and threw them at the two wind wolves.

"The two who can wield the wind blade have white hair on their foreheads, and they are adults. You hold them off first, and I'll deal with the ones in front of me first. Zhuang Yichen leaned his back on the carriage, explained a few words to Lao Wang, and then stared intently at the five half-adult wind wolves in front of him.

"Boom~!" "Boom~!" The two deafening explosions rang out almost simultaneously, as the shrapnel of the blast rattled the truck because it was so close to each other. The two adult wind wolves were also forced to take a few steps back by the explosion.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhuang Yichen shook his hand and hit a corrosive arrow on the hind leg of one of the most robust-looking wind wolves, while at the same time, the elite ghoul skeleton suddenly appeared silently in the spatial fluctuations, and the sharp bone claws grabbed the other wind wolf. However, the skeletal claws that had been tried and tested before encountered obstacles on the wind wolf, their silver-gray fur was still flashing white, and the wind wolf who should have been directly opened by this claw only left a deep wound.

When Zhuang Yichen made a move, the other three wind wolves also rushed up, and Lao Wang threw a big fireball to block their forward pace, and then glanced at Zhuang Yichen and rushed out. Behind them, the two adult wind wolves had already dodged the aftermath of the grenade explosion and circled from the side.