The completely overwhelming, one-sided chaos of battle began quickly, but ended even faster.

There were a total of eight of the fake policemen sitting in the police car, and except for the two who were shot dead at the beginning, the remaining six people didn't even hold out for five minutes, and all of them were killed on the spot.

The most ferocious is the big beauty Tu Jiaojiao, including the villain who died of talking too much and was shot by her, and there are already three more souls under the Tang knife Minghong in her hand.

Until the last knife cut the opponent's throat, a large amount of blood rushed out in one fell swoop, splashing onto the smooth white forehead and jet-black sideburns of the big beauty Tujiao.

Ignoring the blood sticking to her head at all, the big beauty Tu Jiaojiao looked around, except for the people on her side, all the opponents had turned into corpses, and then slowly lowered Tang Dao Minghong, who was still dripping with blood on his hand.

The ruined corpses, the blood dripping all over the ground, the bloody smell rushing to the face, is this really what I did?

For the first time to kill people who are still alive in such a real face-to-face manner, instead of those zombies that are no longer considered human, the great beauty Tu Jiaojiao looked at this cruel and bloody scene, and her stomach was rolling unconsciously.

Under the strong pressure, the sour pain welled up in her throat, and the great beauty Tu Jiaojiao held the Tang knife in her hand, turned around and took a few steps back, leaving this bloody scene.

A little uncontrollable, holding the cold Tang knife in his slightly trembling hand, reminding the big beauty Tu Jiaojiao that she killed someone with her own hands, this feeling is stronger than the feeling of using a gun from afar, and it is intuitive, and it seriously impacts the vision and heart of the big beauty Tu Jiaojiao.

A big hand patted the shoulder of the great beauty Tu Jiaojiao from behind, and Tu Jiaojiao, who was nervous, reflexively raised the Tang knife in her hand and waved it back, but someone easily pinched her hand.

"Xiao Jiaojiao, calm down, you are battlefield syndrome, many soldiers who go to the battlefield for the first time will have this kind of psychological stress reaction, now you don't have to think about anything, go back to the car and rest first."

Captain Yuan Zhengtian's calm voice calmed the emotions of the great beauty Tu Jiaojiao, Tu Jiaojiao didn't say anything, and sat back in the modified military jeep.

Xiao Zhengtai Si Qingli also instinctively felt that the emotions of the big beauty Tu Jiaojiao were a little wrong, and he didn't have the heart to care about the situation outside, so he spontaneously and consciously did it beside Tu Jiaojiao, with a pair of poached egg-like eyes, and looked worriedly at the big beauty Tu Jiaojiao who was carefully wiping the Tang knife Minghong in his hand.

After being eagerly stared at by such a pair of poached egg eyes without blinking for several minutes, the big beauty Tu Jiaojiao felt quite uncomfortable, put down the Tang Dao Minghong, who had just been wiped clean on his hand, and sighed.

"Are you worried about me? Xiao Li? ”

Xiao Zhengtai Si Qingli nodded vigorously.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, it's just a battlefield syndrome that many new soldiers will encounter, today is the first time I have killed people at such a close distance, it's almost the same as going to the battlefield, it's normal to have a little on-site syndrome, adjust it, and you'll be fine after a while." I'm tired, let me rest, and call me when I get to the third prison in the province. ”

Although she was grateful to Xiao Zhengtai Si Qingli for her care from the bottom of her heart, Tu Jiaojiao obviously didn't want to confide in a five-year-old Xiao Douding, so she simply leaned back on the chair, squinted her eyes, and took the opportunity to take a break.

After the battlefield ended, female reporter Liang Huijun got out of the car and was identifying the eight bodies under the arrangement of captain Yuan Zhengtian.

Liang Huijun, a female reporter who saw such a bloody killing scene for the first time, felt that her calves and stomach were a little cramped with fear, like stepping on cotton, floating very much.

"This is one of the eight leaders of those inmates who rioted in the third prison of the province."

Female reporter Liang Huijun pointed to the body of the bald man who was shot in the head by the great beauty Tu Jiaojiao on the ground, and said through gritted teeth.

"I know all eight of them, and I will never admit it.

This person is the most brainless of the eight leaders, but he is also the most loyal to Yang Da, Yang Da trusts him very much, and when he deliberately released me from the third prison in the province, Yang Da sent him to follow me with people.

In front of me, Yang Dake directly ordered him, if I die outside, let him leave me alone, if I am rescued, if the person who saved me has the opportunity, let him solve it directly and bring the materials back.

If they are not as strong as others, they will pretend to be police officers and trick those people into the third prison of the province.

This person is the most loyal dog by Yang Da's side, and now that he is dead here, he has gone to Yang Da's great help, and the others are some unimportant little minions, I have never seen them. ”

Captain Yuan Zhengtian nodded, waved his hand, and let the pale-faced female reporter Liang Huijun return to the car.

………………

The modified military jeep drove down the road, until it reached the door of the closed iron gate of the No. 3 Provincial Prison before stopping.

"Open the door, it's me, open the door quickly......"

According to the method discussed on the road before, Liang Huijun, a female reporter who was specially changed to the passenger seat, rolled down the window glass, stretched out her hand to the sentry position of the closed iron gate of the No. 3 Provincial Prison, and waved her hand.

A man in a police uniform poked his head out of the sentry and asked a few words uneasily.

"Reporter Liang, why did you come back alone?

What about the third brother?

Why didn't I stay with you?

Whose car are you in?

Who are the people in the car?

Was there anyone in the car who was hurt? ”

"My third brother and I ran into a group of zombies when they were looking for supplies, and we accidentally got separated.

It was these kind people in the car who saved me, no one in the car was injured, there are cannibalistic zombies everywhere around here, there is no safer place than the third prison in the province, so I brought back these saviors of mine, open the door. ”

Female reporter Liang Huijun pretended to wink vigorously at the fake policeman on the sentry.

The fake policeman nodded knowingly, and smiled.

The bulky iron door was slowly opened, and the modified military jeep drove through the iron gate.

The situation inside was better than a few people imagined, and it was fairly clean, and a fake policeman commanded the modified military jeep to lean into the parking lot on the left.

After the car was parked, the female reporter Liang Huijun was the first to jump out of the car and said to the policeman who commanded the vehicle: "Thank you, there are cannibalistic zombies everywhere outside, it's too dangerous, if I hadn't been saved by well-wishers, I would have almost been eaten by zombies, and there was really nowhere to go, so I took my life-saving benefactor back to defect, where is Boss Yang, I will take these life-saving benefactors directly to find Boss Yang." ”