Watching the new preparations fired from the vehicle-mounted 30mm cannon turn into patches of pale yellow dust covering the entire factory, I thought of a game called StarCraft that I played many years ago when I was younger, it looked like the radiation pollution skill emitted by the Terran technology ball, and it was also like the blood-colored mist of the Zerg scorpion, except that it was not like the spiritual storm of the Protoss, which was gorgeous and noble after all. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In a pale yellow mist, the zombies that surged out of the building fell one by one, and the nearest one did not reach the 50-meter range of the convoy. The scan data of the life detection radar continued to climb, and when we crossed the street and were about to reach the intended target, the scan data showed that there were a total of 25,000 zombies in the section we passed, not an integer, and the scan data was still slowly rising. Our early investigation was not fully in place, not only were the zombies hiding inside the building, but our previous intelligence showed that there were not so many zombies in the area itself.

Your sister, we're just a combat squad of 51 people, but we're going to face 20,000 zombies. Seeing this number, my little heart also beat violently, even if we are fully armed now, this data can scare people to death.

Well, technology is great. From this point of view, maybe scientists can really save these zombies, even if they can't return to the health level of normal people in the past, especially the intelligence level (humans with a high fever may be burned to mental retardation, I don't believe that these zombies can be the same as normal people even if they are cured), but as long as "them" can be restored to "them", then everything we are doing now is meaningful.

Perhaps, I really shouldn't have thought about destroying them all with artillery fire.

After we cautiously pushed forward for nearly an hour, we finally arrived at our intended destination, a daily chemical factory with the sign of "Starlight Daily Chemical", and I don't know whether it was a shampoo or soap. The factory is not very large, and the entire factory area is surrounded by a two-meter-high fence full of creepers. I wouldn't think that this factory has been built for a long time, and that the creepers on the fence are not enough to indicate when it was built, since the disaster has greatly shortened the growth cycle of these plants. Inside the wall, there is a newly built factory, warehouse, office area, and staff dormitory building, which is not very small, and it is estimated that there are thousands of people working in it under normal conditions.

The road outside the factory is wide, it is a "T" shaped intersection, the other end of the road has been downhill, and according to the directions of the street sign down is a dock, obviously the factory is very convenient for transportation.

There are also a lot of zombies outside the wall of "Starlight Sunflower", these few exposed zombies in this light industrial area, these zombies also show that there are indeed survivors in Starlight Sunflower, so the zombies will be surrounded outside. But what I don't understand is why those survivors would hide in such a place, you must know that in addition to the nearly 1,000 zombies outside the "Starlight Sunflower", there are more than 20,000 zombies in the entire light industry.

"Boss, we've run out of new preparations for artillery shooting." Zhao Jialin's voice came over the radio, and his infantry chariot was still headed, less than 50 meters in front of his infantry chariot. The zombies gathered outside Starlight were turning their heads and lunging at him. Zhao Jialin's voice did not panic in the slightest, the new preparation was used up, but the infantry chariot still had enough ammunition. With the firepower of our entire squad, the more than 20,000 zombies in the back didn't dare to say anything, but it was still easy to deal with these thousands of zombies.

"Border, where are you?" I picked up the microphone and asked, the border is in the armored personnel carrier on the right flank, just now Zhao Jialin was a little splashed like a rain, one shell after another shot out, many places are overlapping coverage, and the border is much more accurate, just like the "lightning matrix" of the Protoss, the coverage of the new preparation is closely connected, but there is no place to waste. In the usual style of the border, he would say that this is not a province, this is precise.

"And one more." Boundary said lightly. The tone of the boundary is also light, but it is not the same as Zhao Jialin's lowness, the voice of the boundary sounds calmer, after all, he was a policeman before the disaster, and when ordinary people didn't know what danger was, at least he had seen what it meant to be bloody. To tell the truth, in this disaster, among the survivors, the proportion of military police is the highest, and the mortality rate of military and police in the early stage of the disaster is very high, that is because they have to be on the front line against zombies, but in the end, they rely on the survivability that ordinary people do not have, and the probability of survival is still much greater than that of ordinary people.

"Daniel Zhang, how are you doing over there?"

"No, it's all gone." Daniel Zhang was in the armored personnel carrier on the left flank, and the infantry fighting vehicle that could fire the new preparation was the first infantry combat vehicle and the armored personnel carrier that was also equipped with a 30-mm gun, because it also carried conventional ammunition, no matter how we saved, the new preparation shells were quickly exhausted.

At this time, it is obviously too late to call for long-range artillery fire to fight the kind of new preparation shells with high power and a coverage area of up to the meter range, and the air-dropped new preparation bombs are not authorized by a squad of our level, so the only thing that can solve the problem is the one on the border car.

"Brother Hao, there are less than 1,000 zombies in front," the boundary said: "50x50 is 2,500 square meters, gather them together, and a new preparation shell can solve the problem." The premise is to send a car over to attract them so that they are not as scattered as they are now. ”

"Then it's just me." I also said calmly that my command vehicle is the smallest in the entire team, with a small turning radius, and it is easy to run away when the situation is not good. At this time, I can only take the lead like in the era of cold weapons, and as the captain, this is my basic responsibility.

1,000 zombies are not many, but we only have one military jeep with only two people in the car, and it is no exaggeration to say that so many zombies can bury us with the jeep. But I still hit the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator, and the command car sprang out of the convoy.

"I said, wouldn't you be sorry if we both died like this?" I drove the car and rushed over with a group of zombies, of course I didn't hit them directly, not because I was still full of humanitarianism at this time, but because I was afraid of overturning. So I always walked to the side, trying to pass them by the side of the road. What I admire more than my driving skills is my courage to ask such a question at such a time.

But people always have to die, and if my car overturns, the windows shatter, and the zombies crawl in in the blink of an eye, the bombs in the car are enough to blow us up along with the many zombies outside. I've always been a person who fears death, but I'd rather die than become a zombie.

At this time, it was not Liang Zhengzheng, not Lin Lu, but Zhao Yingluo, a female killer who didn't usually communicate much. I'm usually a little shy away from her, killer, I used to be from the same world as me. But when she was embarrassed to try on that dress in the town, I finally stopped thinking she was a killer.

"Regret? Why should I regret it? "Compared to me, Zhao Yingluo is much calmer at this time, because my indifference is a kind of open-mindedness, and she seems to have long been accustomed to swimming on the edge of life and death.

"Bump!" In fact, the entire upper body of the zombie hit by my car was smashed, and it was two legs that flew out, and I don't know how this crashed out, and the car glass was instantly coated with zombie juice. It's dark red, sticky blood, and loose-looking flesh...... I was nauseous and probably didn't want to eat meat for a few more days. At the same time, I slammed on the brakes, and with the force of the car's sideways, the side of the car crashed into a few more zombies, and then I changed the accelerator and changed the direction to lead the zombies that pounced. After only going around in a circle, most of the zombies outside Starlight Sunshine had already surrounded me, and instead of paying attention to the convoy that stayed 100 meters away, I took them farther and farther away from the convoy.

At this time, I took a breath, Zhao Yingluo handed me a cigarette that had been lit in her mouth, her movements were so natural, I held a cigarette stained with her fragrance in my mouth, and I felt a little strange for a while. Why regret it? What I want to say is that when people really have to die, don't they always want to die next to the people they love? And I'm not the one she misses, am I?

Zhao Yingluo turned her hand and lit another cigarette for herself, took a deep breath, and said, "It's not bad if I really die with you like this." You don't seem to know, in fact, you are quite a woman, in addition to Liang Zhengzheng and Lin Lu, among the women I know, there are many women who like you. ”

"Really?" I asked with interest, "Who are they?" Little journalists? No, she and Lin Zhuoran both hooked up. Golden Remnant Fighter Li Yunzhong? It's impossible for her kind of student to like a scumbag like me, it can't be light, right? I've never been a lolicon, and I'm not perverted to this extent. Well, there's only one answer...... "I slammed the steering wheel again, but the range of movement I could move was getting smaller and smaller."

There is only one answer, Zhao Yingluo smiled slightly, did not frown, and raised her hand to shoot outside the car window that was already a little cracked. Under the continuous impact, the protective net on the outside of the window was somewhat deformed, although it would not break for a while, but the glass inside was a little unbearable. What's more, this should have been bulletproof glass, but the people in the equipment department thought that the zombies had no bullets, and the bulletproof glass was not as important as the protective net outside, so it was canceled.

Zhao Yingluo was holding a sand eagle in her hand, accompanied by a ball of blood flowers, she shot out, shattering the heads of two zombies. She then took a grenade with a yellow shell and threw it out, which also contained the dust of the new preparation, which was used in close combat.

We're already surrounded by zombies, and there's very little room to move. At this time, the zombies outside the factory were already surrounding our body, and in terms of coverage area, the new preparation of a shell fired at the border could already envelop all the zombies. But even if the shell explodes accurately, it will take a little time for the dust of the new preparation to adhere to the body surface of the zombie to the zombie falling, and during this time, our car may be annihilated and overturned by the zombie at any time, even if we are wearing protective clothing, there is no guarantee that we will not be bitten.

"Boom", I heard an explosion overhead, this kind of shell has very little charge, the power of the explosion itself is not large, but with the explosion, a large amount of dust of the new preparation will diffuse. But we are not yet trapped in the very center, and the coverage of this shell is not perfect, and the border, in the end, did not hold to the so-called optimal time.

I smiled, and before putting on the sealed protective cover, I stopped the car, looked at Zhao Yingluo and asked, "Actually, the probability of death is still very high now, I want to kiss you, is it okay?" ”

Zhao Yingluo smiled and asked rhetorically: "This is a man's temperament?" You have one in the bowl, one in the pot, and now you are still looking at the one on the table...... "But she didn't need me to defend anything, and as soon as she turned her head and reached out to hug my face, a pair of elastic red lips were attached to my lips.

Well, it's not just red lips that are full of elasticity.

"Bang dang, bang dang ......" Under the impact and squeezing of zombies, even the military jeep with strengthened armor felt a little shaky.