In the eight-kilometer gap between the South China Chemical Plant and Shennan City, a small convoy is trying to pass through it and embark on the way home.

Today's harvest was as great as the small convoy managed to ransack a medium-sized store with more stuff than their convoy could load. There is no doubt that the lives of a few team members are nothing compared to these gains.

People are sometimes so selfish, the same team, but the death of a companion will never affect the emotions of others.

Dozens of survivors, laughing and laughing, decided to cross the gap and speed up their return to the settlement.

The high cost of gasoline is also one of the reasons that drives them to take shortcuts.

The convoy drove quickly on the road, leaving behind the plants on the road, and the surroundings were quiet.

Suddenly, a "crackling" sound from the direction of the chemical plant threw the convoy into a state of panic, followed by a "whining" sound from several kilometers away, which made them even more frightened, and one of them turned pale.

How many zombies will be able to reach the sound for several kilometers?

"For what reason, someone wants to move the chemical plant?"

There is no answer to this question, and the sound of "crackling" is so strange that it is difficult to think of firecrackers, but instead think of it as machine gun fire, mixed with some rifle fire.

It didn't matter, it hung high, everyone in the small convoy was curious, but no one ventured to see what was going on, but under the order of the captain, the convoy hurried through.

Soon after, through the telescope, you can see that the roads, fields, mountains and forests, all of them are black and crushed like locust-like zombies, their number is incalculable, and one by one appears in the field of vision of the telescope. The number is constantly increasing, and in a matter of moments, it has turned into a large sea of zombies.

"Phew!"

The sound of inhalation sounded with each other, and the locust-like zombie swarm frightened the small convoy.

If...... If you were still walking slowly just now, you would definitely encounter these zombie groups, and in the face of this incalculable number of zombies, with these dozens of people, there would not even be bones left. What's more, these zombies look like they are extremely hideous, one by one they are violent and ferocious, as if they are chasing something?

Without asking what the reason was, the small convoy began to flee with all their might.

……

Yang also controlled the clone, carrying a huge backpack and dragging a long string of firecrackers, setting off as he walked.

The sound of "crackling" has become an indicator light for tens of thousands of zombies behind him, pulling these tens of thousands of zombies to carry out a large migration plan. And on the waist of the clone, thousands of milliliters of blood exude a strong smell of blood, ensuring that the zombies fall into a state of irritability, and the movement speed is at least doubled.

It took Yang Yi a lot of time and a long time to attract the zombie group out of the chemical factory, and finally brought ninety percent of the zombies out of the chemical factory.

The sea of zombies formed made Yang Yi a little amazed, tens of thousands of zombies were all over the mountains, and its magnificence could not be described in words. Yang Yidu was a little moved, these tens of thousands have such momentum and scale, if it is a million-level zombie group, what will it be?

At the forefront of the zombie herd are naturally the evolutionary zombies that move the fastest.

The sensitivity of evolved zombies is much higher than that of ordinary zombies, and they appear in the first echelon, constantly approaching the clones controlled by Yang Yi.

Putting down the backpack he was carrying, Yang did not pause, and controlled the clone to pounce.

Evolving zombies are the necessities for the advancement of clones, and now that they are sent to the door, and they are easy to do, how could Yang Yi let go of such a good thing? Dozens of evolutionary zombies between the third and first orders, their soft bodies, can definitely raise the strength of the clone to another level.

The huge body of the doppelganger has an absolute advantage in the face of these zombies, with the speed and sensitivity of the most fierce ones, these are just evolutionary zombies of lower or the same order, and Yang can easily kill them who follow and dig out their soft bodies.

Like this, under the pursuit of tens of thousands of zombies, he can still dig up the software calmly, Yang Yi thinks that he is crazy enough.

Attracting tens of thousands of zombies is a technical job.

Tens of thousands of zombies, one or two kilometers in length and width, Yang must also keep running, circling the zombies, mobilizing them.

Eight kilometers apart, with the speed of zombies, it seems that it is impossible to complete such a large migration in less than three hours.

The Rolex on the wrist of the clone had already fallen to the third order when the evolution was completed, and the thickening of the arm squeezed the bracelet. Without time, Yang Yi could only make a rough judgment through the sun.

The heat of the afternoon roasted the earth, making the skin of the zombies even more dry, like the bark of an extremely old tree.

Yang Yi took out an explosive bag from his backpack, then lit it, and used all his strength to directly throw the explosive bag weighing several kilograms more than 100 meters and fall into the dense zombie group.

The loud sound of "boom", the billowing smoke rose into the sky, accompanied by a large number of zombies of various limbs, and the great power of the explosives pack, directly cleaned up the zombies within more than ten meters around, forming a vacuum zone. The impact wave formed pushed a large number of zombies to the ground.

The iron pieces of the explosives package formed the scattered flowers of the Heavenly Maiden, and many zombies were shot through their bodies.

This kind of power made Yang also a little dumbfounded.

"This power, tsk, is definitely strong, if you get dozens or hundreds of explosives packs, it shouldn't be a problem to solve these tens of thousands of zombies."

It's a pity that in the settlement, the value of the explosives bag is not cheap, hundreds of explosives bags, Yang Yi's little belongings are not enough, and it is a loss-making deal to deal with these zombies, but it is not worth Yang Yi's loss to try it.

The deafening explosion made the zombies go crazy, and there was a series of "woo" roars, which sped up by a few points.

"That's it, come on, guys, keep up."

Yang Yi's words, through the voice of the doppelganger, were a series of meaningless "whine" sounds.

took out some blood again, and Yang Yi directly sprinkled the blood on a piece of clothing he picked up, and then carried the clothes around, causing the zombies to chase the clone frantically.

It's just that Yang Yi suddenly had all his movements sluggish, and even stared at the distance with some trepidation, at a loss.

A small convoy was speeding through the front of the zombie group, but at this time, dozens of people on the convoy stared at the clones as if they had been immobilized. Their expressions, one by one, were like living ghosts, their mouths were wide open, and they even forgot that they were in front of a group of tens of thousands of zombies.

What they had just seen was so unbelievable that it was beyond their understanding.

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