"Okay, I think we're checking too slowly, no problem, I can open the door and let you all pass, don't even look at it, but, we can't guarantee this safety, if there is a corpse, then we don't care so much."

This young officer, who was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, did not have the sense of integrity of a soldier at all, but looked like a rich second-generation ruffian who had no one in his eyes and was flying and domineering.

"Comrade, you are a soldier, how can you say that? Where is your military quality and cultivation? ”

The director obviously had never experienced this kind of idleness, and there was naturally a little displeasure in his tone.

However, it was obvious that the young officer was not a master to be messed with, and he looked the director up and down a few times, and suddenly reached out and pulled out the matching gun from his waist, and directly touched the center of the director's eyebrows.

The bureau chief, who was frightened by the young officer's action, was in a cold sweat and didn't dare to move at all, leaving only a pair of legs, still swinging.

"You, you, don't mess around, our Dragon Country is a legal society, you, you, you put down your gun, we can talk about it if we have something."

"What is there to say, what Lao Tzu said is the truth, you have an opinion to ask us to complain to Captain Lu, if you don't complain, you will obediently line up for Lao Tzu here, or you will get out of Lao Tzu, a little director, what kind of thing, dare to shout at Lao Tzu here, something."

Well, the little director didn't dare to fart a single one under the threat of his life.

Suddenly, a frenzied high-pitched screaming ensemble of many people interrupted the good deeds of the young officer and the middle-aged director, and the middle-aged director had a hint of happiness on his face, and when he looked back, before he could see what was going on, he was thrown to the ground by the young officer opposite.

Even if he was thrown to the ground by a man, it was better than eating a gun, but as soon as the middle-aged director raised his head, he was frightened and trembled.

Oh, my god, there are zombies!!

The cause of the chaos Si Qingli could see clearly in the eggshell, about two or three people in front of the line of several people.

It was an originally happy family of four, the father was holding a little boy of three or four years old, and the mother was holding a little girl under the age of two in her arms.

The family may have been queuing for a long time, the little girl in her mother's arms was in a daze, very restless after sleeping for a while, suddenly woke up, rubbed her big bright eyes, looked left and right for a while, after a few minutes of ignorance, seemed to react, this is not the environment she is familiar with, actually flattened her mouth, howled and cried.

The little girl's cry was sharp and harsh, which made the person who was already in a bad mood even more irritable, and many people around began to show displeasure, and the girl's mother could only gently shake her daughter, pat her back, and coax her, hoping that she could calm down as soon as possible.

The girl's father, who was standing a little at the front of the team, looked back, and the baby daughter was crying, and the wife who was in a hurry seemed to be a little unable to figure it out, and held his son in his hand uneasily.

"What's wrong? Are you hungry? ”

"It should be, she's been sleeping for almost two hours, and she usually has to eat some fruit and supplementary food at this point, but where am I going to get her food at this moment, baby, good, don't cry, don't cry, it's okay after a while, ......"

The father hurriedly approached with concern and tried to take the daughter from his wife's hands, but ignored the son who had been standing quietly beside him.

This three- or four-year-old boy has been quietly held by his father's hand, but he looks like he is not giving up, especially his face is pale and pale, and his parents don't care too much in the chaos, they just think that the young child was frightened by those terrifying cannibal zombies, but he didn't expect that the reason was not just so simple.

Just when the parents focused all their attention on the crying little daughter, the originally quiet little boy suddenly burst out, hugged the thigh of the father next to him, and then bit down hard.

The defenseless father only felt a sharp pain in his thigh, and suddenly gasped, and returned the little daughter he had just held to his wife, looking down and seeing that it was a good thing done by his originally quiet son.

"Dongdong, what's wrong with you? It hurts, let go of ...... first"

The father endured the severe pain and carefully comforted his son, who looked a little abnormal, but it was useless.

"Dongdong, what are you doing? Let go of your dad, let go, do you hear me? Let go. ”

It's really a wave of unevenness, wave after wave, and the mother can't care about her daughter who is crying loudly in her arms at this time, and quickly scolds her son.

A few people around couldn't look at the scrambled family, and hurriedly stepped forward to help try to pull away the son who was clutching his father's thigh.

When the two big men finally pulled the little boy away from his father's lap with great effort, everyone was stunned for a while.

I only saw that the originally quiet and lovely three-year-old boy's pale face was full of black and cyan unique to zombies, his eyes exuded a cruel and bloodthirsty light, his nails became sharp and black, his immature little face was full of blood, and his mouth was still chewing a large mouthful of bright red meat, and the overflowing dark red blood mixed with minced meat flowed down the corners of his full and unwrapping mouth.

After chewing several bites, the little boy straightened his neck, swallowed the lump of meat in his mouth with great effort, and turned his gaze to the nearest person next to him.

The summer was scorching, the weather was hot, the little boy's father was only wearing a thin pair of black suit pants, and in the position where the little boy was holding the left thigh just now, it was obvious that a large piece of flesh was missing, which was torn off by his own son, and the severe pain made him can't help but let out a miserable scream.

The father of the little boy Dongdong looked at his son in disbelief, who was already obviously zombied, and was gulping down the pieces of meat that had just been torn off his thighs, and it was hard to accept this fact.

The crowd erupted in agitation and screaming, and the boy and the rest of the family tried to retreat, but it was not so easy.

The roads near the old bridge were planned more than 30 years ago, with four lanes in both directions, and the road surface was narrow, especially in this chaotic last days, almost all the living people in Lincheng City wanted to squeeze to the safe troop station, and the cars with them had already crowded the not wide road to the brim, or the soldiers of the army reluctantly opened up a pedestrian road for two people to walk in parallel.

If you want to go back, where can you go back?

The instinctive fear of zombies made the scene chaotic like a pot of boiling porridge, and the chaos naturally attracted the attention of the soldiers on guard at the bridge.

Behind the bunker piled high, a young soldier in his 20s reacted quickly and pulled the bolt of his gun, aiming at the chaotic crowd.