17. Chapter 17: Drag Racing
Wang Yilan and Duan Xue were already shocked by this tragic scene, and they had a further in-depth understanding of the cruelty of the last days. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Su Jiangchen had already been mentally prepared for this situation, he shouted in a low voice: "Sit tight", drove the car onto the sidewalk, ignored the zombies walking around, the corpses on the ground, the sundries in front of the shops, and obstacles such as flower beds, street lamps, and steps, and went straight on a rampage.
Many zombies surrounded and slapped the body, but they could not stop Peugeot's progress, but were taken to the ground and could not catch up again.
The zombies in front rushed up, and Su Jiangchen didn't see it, and hit it with full horsepower. A zombie was knocked straight into the air for dozens of meters, and before it could get up, the wheels ran over it, and the sound of broken bones and fat being squeezed was heard below, and the body also bounced off the ground for some distance. In the reversing mirror, the zombie that had just been crushed stood up tremblingly, and it was not fatal to this level of crushing without head injury, but the bones supporting the body were shattered in a large area, making the zombie's body look extremely weird and terrifying, like a melting snowman.
Suddenly, a plane tree appeared on the sidewalk, and the Peugeot rushed straight towards it at a speed of 50 km/h. Wang Yilan and Duan Xue exclaimed in fright, their faces turned pale, and they were almost blindfolded, waiting for an impact that their bodies could not bear. It is conceivable that if this collision occurs, the car will suffer a serious crash, like many vehicles on the road, breaking down, smoking, exploding, all of which are possible.
Su Jiangchen was not flustered. He slammed the steering wheel, stepped on the brakes, clutched, Peugeot made a very cool drift tail flick, narrowly avoided the sycamore, the speed did not decrease, still maintained the direction of progress, knocked a zombie into the roof of the car, and landed behind the car.
The rearview mirror on the left side of Peugeot still grazed the tree, broke off and flew out, and happened to hit the head of a zombie coming from the side, knocking it to the ground, unconscious, and seemingly unconscious.
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The three people in the car felt that the car was extremely bumpy and dangerous, and for a while the body was still tilting forward, which made people worry that there was a danger of overturning at any time.
But the speed of the car is actually not fast, and after driving for a while, the car has only walked out of a kilometer, and it is still moving out of the university town.
Drag racing is a good way to vent dissatisfaction and improve your mood, and the same is true for sitting in a car that is racing, especially in the early days of the outbreak of the end times, seeing many disgusting and hateful zombies being lifted high by the car, or crushed by the car, this scene made Wang Yilan and Duan Xue's hearts surge.
Seeing that the coldness on Duan Xue's face, who had been strained and gloomy, had melted a lot, Su Jiangchen suddenly wanted to chat with the two old classmates around him who he hadn't seen for 15 years. I haven't seen him for many years, and I should have a lot to say, but the main theme of Su Jiangchen's life over the years is survival, hatred, non-stop fighting and killing, and it is difficult to find a suitable topic for talking at this time.
"Class leader," Su Jiangchen had forgotten how he called Duan Xue back then, and after thinking for a long time, he decided to adopt this title that was not very close or very distant: "Are you still sad about Wang Qian's matter?" ”
Duan Xue was stunned, first nodded, then shook her head, bit her lip and said, "Not only her, but also the classmates in the restaurant who did not escape, the classmates who were infected and became zombies, my parents have never been contacted... Thinking about it, I may never see them again, it's really uncomfortable, it's not easy to accept this reality..."
"This is the cruelty of the end times, the world today, counting those who have become zombies and those who have been killed by zombies, the population will plummet to about 2 billion." Su Jiangchen's tone was calm and cold: "Life and death are the main theme of this era, and it is very difficult for human beings to defeat these zombies and conquer this last world." It may be tomorrow, next month, next year, or even the next second, I will die, so, Duan Xue, for the sake of yourself and for the sake of accumulating a strength for mankind, no matter what happens, you must live well. ”
Duan Xue was silent for a long time, and said slowly: "Su Jiangchen, I think you are different from before. ”
"Of course," Su Jiangchen was a little embarrassed, now this 20-year-old body has a 35-year-old soul, and even he will feel weird: "The times have changed, the end of the world has replaced peace, chaos has replaced order, and everyone in this era will change accordingly." Just like Darwin's theory of evolution said, those who do not adapt to the environment will eventually be eliminated and destroyed. From now on, it will inevitably be an era of the jungle, moral decay, and human annihilation, for which everyone will change themselves, and I will just adapt faster than you. ”
"Jiang Chen," at this time, Wang Yilan interjected, "How did you know so many things about the end times?" ”
"These are all said by Dr. Ye, in an interview, I saw it, and I wrote it down by the way." Su Jiangchen shamelessly counted all his prophetic preconceptions on Dr. Ye's head, and no one would definitely ask Dr. Ye for confirmation anyway.
"I see." Wang Yilan was a little suddenly realized, and then regretted it with a face: "I knew that I should have paid more attention to this news, and I shouldn't have played League of Legends, played football, and watched the Internet all day long." ”
"Can't we go back to the old days?" Duan Xue's voice was extremely heavy, like a mountain pressed on his chest.
"It's hard!" Su Jiangchen's tone was calm, with a faint and encouraging smile on his face, and his eyes flashed with a clear light like water: "But we have to work hard to end this **** end of the world and grasp our fate in our own hands." ”
"I've seen some post-apocalyptic themes and film and television works, and some of the plots in them are similar to what you described, sometimes people betray family, friendship, and love for a piece of moldy bread, deceive each other, and kill each other." Duan Xue's voice was very low: "If that is the way to survive in the last days, I don't think it is possible for me to adapt to it, if I have a pack of biscuits and there is a hungry person in front of me, I think I will give him half of it." ”
"When he eats half of the biscuit you gave him, he will be greedy for the other half of your hand, and then try to do anything to take it from you, it may be cheating, it may be stealing, it may be robbery, it may be killing you, taking the biscuit from your corpse."
Su Jiangchen was very worried in his heart, Wang Yilan was too simple, and Duan Xue was too kind, if there was no himself, it would be an almost impossible task for the two of them to survive in the last days. And they trust themselves very much, they are the indispensable team for their own power, and it seems that they have to train them strictly, and strive to make them useful people suitable for the rules of the end times as soon as possible.
"Come on, my friend, I need you to live well with me in the last days."
Wang Yilan and Duan Xue both sat up straight, their expressions becoming more solemn and resolute than ever, and they nodded heavily.
Suddenly, Wang Yilan shrugged her ears and asked suspiciously, "Did you hear that?" What was that? ”
Su Jiangchen's eyes had already opened wide, and he shot a dazzling light: "Gunshots!" ”