After eating up the zombies, this group of terrifying evolutionary ants left as quickly as a tide, so that Zhang Mo and his party couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and put away the heart that had been raised in their throats, this group of evolutionary ants was too terrifying, Zhang Mo estimated that if he was surrounded by them and couldn't escape, he might hold on for a longer time than this group of zombies, because his healing ability is amazing, and he has more [Devouring] skills, countless black and red blood capillaries can completely devour all the evolved ants that climb on his body.

But it's just a matter of persisting a little longer, and being eaten is inevitable.

After observing the surroundings again for a few moments, and seeing nothing else unusual, the convoy set off again.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Mo's aching truck finally stopped, and through the voice of Wu Ziwei on the walkie-talkie, they knew that they had finally arrived in the town where the grain station was located!

Zhang Mo couldn't help but show a hint of joy.

The truck was parked outside the town, unable to enter the town, because that would attract the attention of the zombies in the town, although there were not many of them, but there were hundreds of them, and it was still very dangerous for their group of members of the food search team who did not have much actual combat experience.

As the team members got out of the car, Zhang Mo looked at the town in front of him, there was a bare tree in front of the town whose leaves had already fallen, and a plastic bag hanging on the branch was hunted by the cold wind, making a sharp roar, but the town was very quiet and dark, and it looked a little inexplicably gloomy and weird in the howling cold wind, which made people's hearts hairy.

Zhang Mo held the cold body of the gun, at this moment he was quite familiar with firearms, with the torture and killing prototype system with strange energy to subtly teach him the correct way to hold the gun, he felt that it would not be long before he could achieve accurate aiming and shooting even if he lost the guidance of the crosshair and strange energy.

The five cars were divided into five squads, Wu Ziwei arranged for the fifth squad to be stationed in the truck, and the rest of the squad went into the town to look for food.

Walk!

With Wu Ziwei's command, the four teams, including Zhang Mo's four evolutionaries, slowly walked into the town.

Entering the town, there was nothing on the main road of the town, there were no zombie monsters, only the slight footsteps of everyone and the sound of their own heartbeats, Wu Ziwei vigilantly scanned the surrounding environment, and the same was true for the team members, for fear that an inexplicable terrible monster would rush out of a corner and break them into pieces.

Although there is no trace of zombies, the remains of human and animal bones are clearly visible, a girl who looks only about twenty years old, cardamom is lying quietly on the side of the road, one side of the face is delicately contoured, the arc is perfect, it looks very beautiful, but the other side of her cheek is gnawed away by the inexplicable monster, leaving only a layer of skin and flesh sticky on the skull, like a living angel and half devil; A seven or eight-year-old boy with his mouth open, his face still has a look of immaturity and pain, which makes people regret, the lower half of his body has been gnawed away, and the slender intestines and internal organs that have become gray-purple that have been pulled out in the cold wind are clearly visible, and the reason why he did not become a zombie is because an iron piercing was nailed to his forehead.

And just as the people were advancing, Zhang Mo's ears suddenly moved.

Bang!

A door on the side of the road was pushed open by brute force, and a zombie screamed and pounced on a member of the food search team closest to it, roaring wildly, sticky saliva and slime sliding down the corners of its mouth.

"Get out of here!" The team member suddenly let out a frightened sound, and the muzzle of the gun in his hand was subconsciously aimed at the zombie.

"Don't shoot!"

Wu Ziwei and Zhang Mo shouted at the same time, and a member of the team on the side had already kicked out a kick with a quick eye.

Bang!

The zombie was kicked away by the sturdy man, and before it could get up and pounce again, a member of the team's bayonet on the muzzle of the Type 95 automatic rifle had already stabbed it in the forehead.

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The team skillfully drew their bayonets and brought out a stream of bloody arrows, and the zombie fell on its back.

After defusing the short-lived crisis, they set off again.

Turning around a block, Zhang Mo and the others found more than a dozen idle zombies in front of them, they were looking at each other, letting out a low roar, if it weren't for the hideous and terrifying appearance, it looked like a group of babbling babies.

Wu Ziwei signaled everyone to be quiet and not to make a sound, after all, there are at least hundreds of zombies in this town, and the threat of more than ten zombies in front of him is not great, and once the zombies in the town are alarmed, it will be an extremely terrible blow to the food search team, and when Zhang Mo and the others were about to bypass this street corner, a level 2 zombie appeared from the front street corner, which made people's expressions suddenly nervous.

Zhang Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, carefully observing this level 2 zombie, he had already pulled the trigger and aimed at its eyebrows, because the perception of level 2 zombies was stronger than that of ordinary zombies, and he was not sure if it would find them, he was always ready to slaughter it before the level 2 zombies found them and summoned their companions.

Fortunately, the members of these food search teams have also experienced similar things, and they are not too panicked, and nervously suppress their breathing.

At the same time, Zhang Mo is also paying attention to its behavior habits, which is a habit that Zhang Mo has developed in the workplace, because as a small white-collar worker, he often has to learn to observe words and feelings, otherwise the exclusion and suppression of his boss and leaders are indispensable.

Although this is no longer the workplace he used to be, Zhang Mo has never forgotten this problem, he observed the zombies in front of him, these dozen zombies when he saw the level 2 zombies Zhang Mo found that they seemed to let out an uneasy roar.

"Roar!"

With Zhang Mo's observation, the level 2 zombie slowly crossed over and walked towards the zombie group, it continued to let out a low roar towards the level 1 zombies on both sides, and the zombies it roared at retreated in a panic, not daring to stop and look directly.

This level 2 zombie shuttled through the corpses like the king of the lions.

A few minutes later, the level 2 zombie walked away, and people breathed a sigh of relief, and at this time, a team member was relieved, and when he stood up, his head suddenly hit the top of a family's mailbox and made a muffled bang.

Zhang Mo's face changed slightly.

"Roar!"

The eyes of more than a dozen zombies in front of them looked over one after another, and two more slowly approached.

People's faces instantly became very ugly, and they didn't even have the intention of teaching the team member a lesson, and Wu Ziwei was actually a little afraid, and he was a little overwhelmed for a while, and forgot to give instructions.

Click

Several sturdy team members subconsciously prepared to shoot.

Seeing Wu Ziwei's hesitant appearance, Zhang Mo couldn't help but shake his head, it seems that it is no coincidence that this guy was seized power by Hu Liang and his group, he is obviously a little soft, not decisive enough, and it is inevitable to be seized power.

Zhang Mo didn't have time to think about it and immediately waved his hand to stop them from shooting, otherwise if they really let them shoot, it is estimated that all these people will have to die here except Zhang Mo.

was stopped by Zhang Mo and shot, although people were a little dissatisfied, they didn't show it very interestingly. Zhang Mo didn't look at them, took out the dagger pinned to his waist, groped his body and crawled out with great flexibility.

Sticking to the corner of the wall, Zhang Mo calmly waited for the arrival of these two zombies.

Everyone understood Zhang Mo's thoughts at this time, and they all looked at Zhang Mo with blank eyes, and they all understood that once the consequences of the shooting, their faces turned blue, and at this moment, including Hu Liang, they secretly prayed that Zhang Mo could succeed smoothly.

Smack

The sound of zombie footsteps getting closer.

Zhang Mo didn't have a nervous look, he was extremely calm, one reason was that his strength had improved a lot, this kind of level 1 zombie was not taken by Zhang Mo at all; The second reason is that Zhang Mo has no worries at the moment, even if he is found by the zombie group, Zhang Mo can disguise himself as a zombie and leave easily, and there is no one Zhang Mo cares about in this group, they can only be considered unlucky if they are bitten to death, becoming one of the thousands of humans who die in the mouth of the zombies.