After Zhao Xinghua ate the "elixir", he was officially accepted into the general village.

Everything is going well, but Zhao Xinghua has not yet found a chance to be alone with Jiaojiao, and now he has started his first career as a bandit with a worn-out Type 56 rifle assigned to him. I heard that there are 100 villagers there, and the zombies in the village were cleaned up by Fan Zhanbiao when the disaster broke out, but the village was too poor and there were no useful resources to use, so the brothers in the village did not patronize it in the past six months. Now it is necessary to have manpower and labor, according to the growth rate of the plants, to rush to plant a batch of crops after the beginning of spring, and there will be enough harvest in the summer, when it will no longer be a problem to feed thousands of people.

Several village owners each took a team of people to different areas to relieve the disaster victims, in fact, it is to catch the strong men, and then in half a month here you can start spring ploughing, and the labor force is currently in urgent need of the general village. Guangtongkeng Village is located at the southern foot of Qitian Ling, six or seven hours away from Jiangjun Village, and there is nothing to say all the way. Sitting on the ground tiger Pang Bing hurriedly walked at the front of the team with a rifle and a big knife, there are no large beasts in this mountain, and it is far away from large towns, and zombies are basically unable to travel in the barren mountains and mountains, so there is no need to worry about encountering danger.

Twenty or thirty men walked sometimes on a winding mountain road, sometimes a path carved out of the dense bushes, and these bandits, most of whom were locals who were familiar with the environment, were looking for the nearest route, and the situation was somewhat similar to that of the orienteering competition of the high fierce bear.

Finally arrived at the entrance of a village, the hillside in front of it was scattered with earthen buildings, several roads were overgrown with weeds on both sides, the village was very quiet, no sound, no dog barking. Pang Bing, the sitting tiger, still led people to the village with a grin, he was afraid that the victims in the village would flee after seeing his group, and that would not achieve his goal. The surrounding jungle is dense, and if the villagers scatter into the old forest, it will be very troublesome to arrest them, and they must all be locked in their homes, and some hostages must be taken alive to coerce them into obeying orders. As for the danger or anything, there is no need to think about it, Pang Bing is confident that there are few people in this Qitianling Mountain Range who can be his opponents, not to mention that he has so many guns under his command, and now he is the Emperor of the Earth.

After instructing his subordinates to enter the village and immediately go to various intersections to block the routes that can escape, the sitting tiger walked under a big tree in the village, and Zhao Xinghua was not familiar with the environment, so he followed him. The remaining bandits scattered and walked towards the farmyards, and suddenly "bang, bang!" The sound of kicking the door and shouting and scolding came from time to time.

Zhao Xinghua was still thinking about whether he was going to make a move if these bandits would kill innocents indiscriminately or do evil, and suddenly his heart tightened, and he didn't feel right.

"There are zombies here!" Zhao Xinghua shouted.

As he stood under the big tree with the sitting tiger waiting for the other bandits to arrest and gather, a gust of north wind blew, making him smell a familiar smell, the cold wind mixed with the unique smell of corruption of zombies.

Zhao Xinghua's warning immediately made several nearby bandits in charge of vigilance nervous, and they opened the insurance to look for targets around.

The sitting tiger pulled out his big knife and jumped down from the stone grinding plate, shouting: "What's the situation, where are the zombies?" ”

"I don't know, I smell zombies, they must be nearby!"

Zhao Xinghua hurriedly explained.

"Don't panic, blow the whistle and gather the brothers!"

A minion took out a bamboo whistle and blew it, and the bandits scattered around him ran towards it.

"Master Sanzhai, I didn't find a living person."

"Master Sanzhai, the rooms are empty. It depends on the situation and no one has lived in it for a long time. ”

"Master Sanzhai, the ashes of the stove are hard, and it seems that there has been no fire recently."

The bandits who came back began to report the situation again.

"Did anyone see the bloodstains and the corpse?!"

The Sitting Tiger loudly asked his subordinates about the situation.

Everyone shook their heads.

"! What a fucking evil door! Let's get out of here! ”

A couple of people began to hurry towards the entrance of the village again, all in a panic, no one to guard or cover, and they swarmed and ran the way they came.

At a fork in the road, a bandit spotted the situation.

"Master Sanzhai, there's a fat pig there, should we catch it?!"

Suddenly, the bandits stopped again, they were afraid of zombies, but they were more interested in meat, after all, there was not much game that could be caught in the mountains, and it all went into the stomachs of several leaders, many of whom had not eaten meat for a long time.

Zhao Xinghua looked in the direction that the man said, and sure enough, a big pig with more than 400 catties stood behind a straw shed and looked at them.

It was a huge black pig, somewhat atavistic, with two huge fangs stuck out of its mouth, red eyes revealing a bloodthirsty and fierce light, and some parts of its body had its fur falling off, as if it had a skin disease.

"It's a zombie pig!"

Zhao Xinghua found something wrong, that kind of look was the same as the buffalo he killed in Liangkou Town, and the black pig was also corpsed.

Before the others could understand what was going on, the black pig had already launched a charge towards the crowd.

Originally, the life here was relatively natural and simple, unlike the city where people eat additives or enjoy haze and other treatments every day, the proportion of human beings who have corpses is very small, and most of the animals also eat natural food, they have not encountered corpsed animals, and do not understand the horror of zombie animals.

In the blink of an eye, the huge black pig had already rushed towards the team on the far left, and the rifles in the hands of Zhao Xinghua and several bandits who reacted faster rang out. Bullets hit the zombie pig's body, punching holes one after another, but they didn't stop at all. In just a dozen seconds, the zombie pig rushed into the team.

The screams of the human beings rang out instantly, and the first few people were knocked away by the huge zombie pigs whose speed and strength far exceeded the range of ordinary domestic pigs. After rushing into the ranks, he opened his big, foul-smelling mouth and bit off one person's thigh. At this time, the chaotic crowd fled in all directions, and even the sitting tiger was in a daze for a while, not knowing how to deal with this thing that was not afraid of knives and guns.

"Run, there's a big black pig over there!"

With the hysterical shouts of one of the bandits, black pigs of different sizes appeared in several directions at the same time.

Zhao Xinghua secretly scolded in his heart, this farmer must have added antibiotics, growth promoters or clenbuterol to the food to cause the black pigs in this large nest to change at the same time, it seems that the survivors in this village were killed by these zombie pigs.

Just now, he also shot with the rifle in his hand, and saw his own bullet hit the zombie pig's forehead, but he couldn't kill it, the bullet was only embedded in the jawbone, and it didn't penetrate deep into the brain.

Normally, the skull is the hardest bone in an animal's body, protecting the brain and nerves inside. For example, the last remaining skull of a human being is cremated, and it is difficult to break it. The hardness of human bone is between 3 and 4 on the Mohs scale (10 on the Mohs scale: diamond 10, gold 9, crystal 8, quartz 7, orthoclase 6, apatite 5, fluorite 4, calcite 3, gypsum 2, talc 1. The bones of animals are harder than those of humans, especially large animals, and the bones of large animals will be relatively stronger in order to support their huge weights.

After this mutation, the huge black pig loses blood circulation, and the calcium in the bones is converted into hydroxyapatite, also known as calcium apatite, an inorganic component of the tooth-like surface enamel, and the Mohs hardness of its skull has reached 7-8.

The zombie pigs in the crowd are already undead in their own right, and they can die immediately unless their brains are destroyed, otherwise this rifle bullet only has more holes in their bodies, which cannot prevent the manifestation of madness and bloodthirstiness. The sitting tiger on the side came to his senses and stepped forward and slashed at the neck of the black pig in the crowd, trying to cut it in two. It's a pity that the wish is good, the zombie pig just turned its head to bite a bandit next to it just before the danger came, and Pang Bing's knife only cut a huge wound on its neck, but failed to hurt its spine.

Zhao Xinghua saw the opportunity, stepped forward and shot almost against the black pig's right eye and pulled the trigger. Then he threw away the rifle and took out the fanged dagger, which was his last bullet, and there was a lack of ammunition in the village, and before he came out, he was not given a full magazine, only a dozen bullets, which were used up after a few bursts. In the rules of banditry, the higher the rank, the higher the amount of distribution, not only in food, but also in the rationing of bullets. His new recruits today can only get the basic quota, and his future status will depend on his ability to complete the task.

"Bang!" With the gunshot, the first black pig to crash into the crowd fell.

But the other black pigs around also rushed to the front. A few bandits who remained calm, as if they didn't want money, dumped all the bullets in the magazine, and a zombie pig was hit crookedly by the bullet into the side ear hole and fell to the ground, but the other zombie pigs still rushed into the crowd.

The bandits did not have enough ammunition, and each person was given only one magazine before departure. Soon the screams drowned out the gunfire, and there were fewer and fewer people able to continue to resist, and the crowd either fled in all directions, or rolled on the ground with their legs on their hands, dodging the long foul-smelling mouth of the black pig. Some people fled to the trees and to the fence, and after the sitting tiger repeatedly slashed at several zombie pigs with knives to no avail, he gave up the idea of killing them all and rushed to the periphery as well.

A black pig with a mouthful of blood and human entrails on its fangs stood in his way. The Sitting Tiger slashed at it in an attempt to force the Black Pig to escape from the chaotic battlefield. The black pig was twice as big as the previous one, the size of a small SUV, and had just bitten off a fallen bandit in the middle, eating some flesh to replenish the hunger of the day, and its eyes were full of greed and hunger for these living humans. The machete that sat on the ground did not make it retreat, and rushed towards the other party with its head down, without any clumsiness.

The machete slashed heavily on the forehead of the zombie pig, the wrinkled and trembling fat was split in half to expose the white bones below, Pang Bing, who was a power-type evolutionary, still did not split the black pig's skull with all his might, the knife was stuck on the forehead, and when he let go and jumped away, the huge fangs of the black pig had already picked on Pang Bing's right arm.

Zhao Xinghua, who flew out to evacuate, just saw this scene, and without the slightest hesitation, the dagger slashed across the right upper arm of the sitting tiger, pulling Pang Bing and rushing towards the nearest tulou. Before the three masters had time to react, they had been dragged into the room by Zhao Xinghua and ran upstairs.

"Ahh My hand! ”

"It's important to save your life!"

Because of the secretion of the adrenal glands in the tension just now, and the speed at which Zhao Xinghua's fangs and daggers cut through the arm was too fast, Pang Bing did not immediately feel the pain caused by the severed arm. In the tension of the human body, the receptors in the body will receive the nociceptive stimuli into bioelectric signals, along the peripheral nerve fibers to the central nervous system, and finally reach the cerebral cortex.

Pang Bing hadn't accepted the fact that he had broken his arm, and he was a little dazed.

"Go upstairs and bandage yourself, the black pig is coming, I'll deal with it!"

After the huge black pig bites the severed arm hanging from the fangs and swallows it into its belly, it is aroused by its appetite and chases the two who have just escaped from him.

Zhao Xinghua came to the courtyard and happened to meet the zombie pig that followed the bloodstains. This black pig that looks like seven or eight hundred pounds should be at the level of corpse transformation of the second to third level, and it does not have the stupid and sluggish feeling of the domestic pig before the end of the world, but is replaced by bloodlust and greed. The red eyes stared at Zhao Xinghua tightly, preventing the food in front of him from escaping again.

The corners of Zhao Xinghua's mouth rose slightly, revealing a smile.