Wu Liang drove a zombie power harvester, rushed towards the zombie group without dodging or dodging, mixed with a blade made of zombie fangs powder, chopping melons and vegetables, cutting zombies to pieces, and the zombie stumps that fell to the ground were pressed into the dirt by the tracks.

"Boss, one of these harvesters is enough to sweep away countless zombies!" Qian Zhengdao said with a smile.

"As long as you don't encounter zombies above level seven, there will be no problems with this harvester, no matter how many zombies come, they will just send us food, but unfortunately, the zombies can't collect their hard work!" Wu Liang said with some regret.

Isn't it? The fast-rotating blade will not avoid the zombie's heart, the metal structure of the track, nor the zombie's heart, after the zombie power harvester crushes, the zombie heart has become meat sauce, and the zombie's hard work is gone.

"You're going to drive a zombie-powered harvester." After Wu Liang finished speaking, he picked up the rune sniper rifle, loaded the level 7 rune sniper bullet, pulled out the rune pistol, replaced it with level 7 rune pistol bullets, and secretly guarded himself against level 7 zombies.

"Yes, Chief!" Qian Zhengdao nodded and sat down in the cab, driving the harvester with a somewhat rusty action, fortunately, the size of the harvester is large enough, the power is strong enough, and it is not difficult to climb the slopes, break the tree and destroy the house.

Inside the harvester, eighteen fifth-level bloodthirsty zombies rushed madly towards the pig's blood in front of them, bound by thick alloy chains, and when they moved forward, one shaft, one gear, one chain after another, and one bearing rotated for it.

Eighteen fifth-level zombies tirelessly chased fresh pig blood, and the zombie-powered harvester ran wildly, and one by one the zombies who followed the sound or asked for the smell were successively slashed by the extremely powerful blades, and the broken bones and rotten flesh flew in all directions.

"There don't seem to be level 7 zombies here!" Wu Liang said a little depressed.

"Chief, let's go to Jindong County, there are more than 100,000 zombies there, and there must be seventh-level zombies." Qian Zhengdao proposed.

"Kill all these zombies first." Wu Liang said.

"Hmm." Qian Zhengdao nodded, drove the zombie power harvester, and sprinted back and forth several times, until there were no more living zombies, then he turned the steering wheel and rushed straight to the direction where Jindong County was.

"Brother Zhang, bring some people over to collect zombie fangs." Wu Liang said to the communication watch.

Knowing that the leader had killed thousands of zombies, Zhang Tiexiong was overjoyed and hurriedly gathered his subordinates

Half an hour later, the zombie-powered harvester came outside Jindong County.

"Chief, there are more than 100,000 zombies here, should we think about it again?" Qian Zhengdao said hesitantly, thinking of the upcoming battle against the seventh-level zombie, he was both a little excited and a little afraid.

"Don't be afraid, the seventh-level zombie is handed over to me." Wu Liang said.

"The zombie power harvester was made by us for more than half a year, if the quality is not up to par, we deserve to die in the hands of zombies!" Zhou Wenchang said as if he were dead.

"Don't think too much, with the strength of a level seven zombie, it is not easy to break through the defense of the harvester, not to mention that we also have level seven rune bullets." Wu Liang said indifferently.

"It's rare to be crazy, fight!" Qian Zhengdao gritted his teeth, pulled the power switch, and three containers containing pig blood fell three meters in front of the zombies, and the zombies who were originally desperately jumping again dragged the chain forward and ran forward.

The zombie-powered harvester galloped violently, and when the harvester was only a few hundred meters away from Jindong County, zombies who heard the movement ran out one by one, and in an instant, thousands of zombies appeared in the sight of the three people.

Looking at more and more zombies, Qian Zhengdao and Zhou Wenchang had some scalp numbness, but more of them were enthusiastic.

The blade spins at high speed, cutting through the air and making a whirring sound.

The swarming zombies were chopped to pieces by the blades, but the zombies below level 7 either had no intelligence or did not have much intelligence, and they rushed to the harvester like moths to a fire.

Wu Liang, who was standing in the cab, used a telescope to observe the dense zombies, looking for the seventh-level zombies who didn't know where they were.

Hordes of zombies, dismembered by the blades of the harvester, and then crushed by the crawlers.

"Why didn't you see a level 7 zombie?" Thousands of zombies have been killed by the harvester, and his eyes kept sweeping over the zombies one by one, but he didn't find a seventh-level zombie, Wu Liang was very puzzled.

Thinking of his wife and children who died in the hands of zombies, watching the zombies being chopped by blades, Qian Zhengdao roared angrily: "Suffer death!" ”

"Produce a few more zombie-powered harvesters, and I'll drive a zombie-powered harvester like he did and clear out those hateful zombies." Zhou Wenchang said secretly in his heart.

At this moment, the seventh-level zombie in Jindong County was standing by the window, his skin was basically the same as that of a person, and his eyes were glowing yellow, staring motionlessly at the behemoth from far and near.

Seeing the rapidly spinning blade, chopping melons and vegetables into the corpses of its companions, and seeing its companions crushed to death by the behemoth, it was furious, and wanted to rush over and blow it up.

After thinking about it, the seventh-level zombies howled a few times, and in an instant, one by one, the zombies quickly retreated.

"Chief, why did these zombies run away?" Zhou Wenchang said with a frown.

"If what I expected, there should be a level 7 zombie commanding them." Wu Liang said thoughtfully.

"Die!" Qian Zhengdao pushed the lever, and the speed of the zombie power harvester skyrocketed, soaring to 100 kilometers per hour, advancing as much as 27 meters per second, about one-third faster than the fastest speed of a sixth-level zombie.

The dense zombies tried their best to retreat to Jindong County, and the zombie power harvester chased after it, and the rapidly rotating blades slashed the zombies into the sky, and crushed the zombies' stumps into broken bones and meat sauce.

Seeing this, the seventh-level zombies hissed a few more times, and the retreating zombies scattered to both sides.

"Chief, what are we going to do?" Seeing the zombies disperse, Qian Zhengdao hurriedly asked.

"Kill the zombies on the left and right first, don't enter the city for the time being, and wait until I find the level 7 zombies." Wu Liang said.

"Yes, Chief!" Qian Zhengdao rotated the steering wheel, and the zombie power harvester turned to kill the zombie swarm on the right.

Since the number of zombies was more than 100,000, Wu Liang couldn't check them one by one, so he roughly swept the zombies on the ground, and found nothing abnormal, so his heart moved, and he used a telescope to look at the houses in the distance.

"Leader, the zombies are all gone, should we kill them?" A few minutes later, Qian Zhengdao asked again.

"Silently looking for it thousands of times, looking back at dusk, it is actually in a high place!" Suddenly found that there was a zombie with yellowed eyes in the floor, Wu Liang was overjoyed, threw away the binoculars in his hand, and immediately grabbed the rune assault rifle next to him.