"Bang bang!" , There are constantly bullets shooting out of the car window, and the bullets fired hit the zombies lying on the window, and the brains of the zombies were exploded like watermelons, but compared to the endless corpses, these bullets are insignificant, these fierce creatures push and shake the car body, put their claws into the car window, grab the driver's arm, and gnaw and tear desperately.

"Ahh A stream of bright red blood stained the front windshield of the Humvee, and under the drag of this irresistible and terrible force, the driver could only howl with all his might, watching his left arm detach from his shoulder and quickly disappear into the sharp and hideous hungry mouth outside the car.

"Squeak!" , The huge zombie group has even squeezed through the tough Humvee body, and even a few zombies have been directly squeezed into meat sauce by the thrust of the same kind coming from behind.

The right shoulder of the captain of the escort team in the last car has been torn off a large mouthful of fresh meat by the zombies, as the major captain of the West Coast Secret Research Institute of the United States, he has long known the existence of zombies, and also knows the consequences of being bitten by zombies.

The heat of the early morning made sweat dripble on his forehead, the expression on his face was more frightened than ever, and in the depths of his pupils he actually saw himself lying in his mother's arms as a child, and he cried.

Tears mixed with sweat and dripped onto the pistol he held in his left hand, and the liquid of the fusion of tears and sweat evaporated immediately on the hot chamber of the gun. He raised his left hand holding the gun, aimed at the dying driver next to him, shot through the man's head, and turned the gun to his temple, but he couldn't make up his mind.

Suddenly, he felt his heart beat like an explosion, and in an instant when his whole body was hot, he lost consciousness and turned into a zombie.

He joined the group of corpses, and the frenzy of the building near the water gnawed on the corpse of the driver he killed.

As the inside of the car became more bloody, the crowd of corpses gathered outside the car became more agitated. They gathered around the off-road vehicles, crowded from all directions, and gnawed on the flesh of the deceased.

The bodies in the three cars were dragged out of the windows and quickly torn to shreds.

The food was clearly not large enough to divide the hordes evenly, and they began to scramble for each other, howling for a finger or a small piece of hairy minced meat.

Jiang Sen leaned against the wall of his office, breathing slowly.

He couldn't do anything, and he didn't dare to make the slightest noise.

Even the second- and third-tier fortified people could not cope with the huge crowd of corpses in the thousands. Although they are weak, they are only low-level creatures at the bottom of the evaluation table. But no one can deny that when the number accumulates to a certain level, it will explode with unimaginably powerful forces. They are enough to engulf everything, to cover everything.

Jiang Sen's gaze never took off the briefcase in the hand of the captain of the guard on the last Humvee——— which was handcuffed to the wrist of the deceased, dragging back and forth with the corpse that had turned into a zombie.

The zombies had no interest in it, and they were jealous that the mutated captain of the escort was alone in the car and enjoying the driver's corpse.

Zombies don't open the door, whether it's in the car or outside the car, but the temptation of food to them is endless, and soon the driver's body on the cab was pulled out of the car, and the newly mutated guard captain who was biting the driver's body was also ripped out, and the handcuffs were firmly handcuffed The leather bag in his hand was hung on the handlebar, and the arm was torn off the zombie, but the torn off zombie didn't know the pain at all, and he reluctantly let go of the biting corpse.

The arms of the zombies with leather bags strapped to the ground fall from the handlebars of the car.

The four Humvees were surrounded by zombies, and many of the bitten corpses had been eaten before they had time to mutate, leaving only a pile of white bones, and the whole zombie horde looked like hungry ghosts crawling out of hell, lying on the ground licking blood with their tongues, and gnawing back and forth with hard bones that could not be chewed.

With the four off-road vehicles that have turned off the fire as the core, the entire intersection has become a dining hall for thousands of zombies.

The clothes, bones, and scraps of flesh on the deceased continued to disperse among the zombie crowd. The zombies gathered outside didn't know that the food inside had been eaten, and they wanted to go in, so they kept pushing forward, and under this huge thrust, the innermost zombies would be very unlucky to be squeezed alive, and then the fresh flesh and blood in their bodies were squeezed out, re-stimulating the corpses.

The zombies have a strong curiosity about every food-related object among the zombies in the periphery, and countless clothes, stones, and a certain part of the off-road vehicle as long as they are contaminated with flesh and blood, they all begin to pass from the middle of the corpse group to the periphery, including the briefcase that Jiang Sen has been staring at.

In this way, in the monotonous repetition process, the tattered briefcase gradually drifted away from the hustle and bustle, and after half an hour, the briefcase had been torn beyond recognition, revealing a bulletproof inner layer made of high-strength Kevlar material.

A zombie hovering on the edge of the intersection picked it up, and after making sure that it had no edible value, it howled in annoyance and threw it hard behind him, and the briefcase fell into the river not far away, and by this time it had fallen a full kilometer away from the convoy.

"It turns out that this is the truth of the matter."

According to the information of the future world, this city is the first city to go east from the West Coast Research Institute, and there is an AREG01 base through the city, and the base has an airport, and in order to pass through the city safely, a whole reinforced company was sent to escort it. However, the escort team was too confident in their own ability, and fired high-profile shots all the way, but in the end, at this crossroads, they suddenly encountered a huge crowd of corpses, engulfing all the escort troops.

At the same time as the convoy fell into the zombie group, the captain of the escort team on the last car sent a distress signal for protection, and the base also sent all the reinforcements within its ability. However, no one expected that the briefcase containing the potion would be taken away by the zombies in such a strange way and lost.

The locator installed on the briefcase has long been torn off by the zombie, and even the belly of the zombie that may have entered it, the briefcase has long been unrecognizable, the zombie who threw the reagent into the river will not attract anyone's attention, and his location is a kilometer away from the convoy where the accident occurred.

If it weren't for lurking nearby and seeing the whole process of the incident, I'm afraid it would be difficult for Jiang Sen to imagine that the mass of things that sank into the river like a tattered piece of clothing turned out to be a precious treasure that was sought by countless people in the future world, and each power group also offered a heavy reward.

Jiang Sen kept staring at the briefcase that had been changed beyond recognition through the telescope, and the moment he saw the briefcase fall into the water, he was so busy that he didn't even bring a gun, and hurriedly slid down the water pipe by the window, and ran towards the upper reaches of the river quickly, he didn't dare to face the zombies directly, he needed to dive down from the upper reaches of the river.

The radius of the zombie group is very large, no one can predict the direction of the zombie group, sometimes a sparrow, or even a mouse can change the direction of movement of the zombie group, and at this time, the locator mounted on the briefcase has been eaten by a zombie with flesh and blood, and the zero reagent has been thrown into the river.

The civilization system of the old era has completely collapsed, and even a few fully equipped infantry divisions cannot completely capture this huge corpse group. What's more, it was also mentioned in the file: at this time, the reinforcements that the AREG01 base could send were only more than 200 armed men. But the two hundred or so armed men would have been aiming in the direction of the receiver in their hands, and they would not have thought that Reagent Zero had been thrown into the river a full kilometer away from the accident site.