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Three kilometers from the residential buildings, a wide river divides the city into two parts, and the Yubian Bridge, built more than a decade ago, is an important hub between the north and the south.

Since the day before, it has been crowded with refugees who have fled here, and in order to prevent the spread of zombie disease, the police in the north of the city have rushed to block the bridge, and only those who have been checked and are not infected can be released.

But the speed of passage is naturally very slow, and more and more people are fleeing here, and chaos is inevitable.

Under the threat of life, no one wants to wait slowly, pushing, scolding, trampling, everything that should happen is going on.

And this boiling voice inevitably attracted countless zombies, and the refugees on the periphery were quickly infected, and they turned into zombies to bite the people closest to them......

In less than an hour, tens of thousands of refugees have all become what they feared in life.

The police, who numbered less than 100 people, could not stop this terrible torrent and were swallowed up in an instant......

——

"Ding"

There was a crisp sound that didn't look like a weapon clashing, without a trace of pyrotechnics, and the hollow steel pipe on the balcony was neatly cut in two.

Li Lian held a long knife found from the weapon cabinet in his hand, the blade was 50 cm long, the blade was covered with magnificent silver-gray spiral patterns, the tip of the knife was slightly warped, the belly of the knife was slightly concave, and the center of gravity was excellent, which obviously strengthened the design of chopping.

"It's ...... Damascus knives, right? It's the first time I've seen the real thing. Xianzi looked curiously at the knife in Li Lian's hand.

It was simply beautiful and did not look like a murder weapon, and the spiral pattern formed by the special casting process covered the entire blade, and if you kept staring at it, it would give people the illusion that the soul was sucked in.

A first-class murder weapon, a well-deserved king in the era of cold weapons, and an immortal hero who helped many emperors seize the country.

In his hand, he is holding a rib (a knife with a length of 30 to 50 centimeters), and the handle of the knife is engraved with the word "flying feather".

The wavy casting pattern of the blade body is layered, the edge of the blade is extremely sharp, and it is also a murder weapon that does not lose at all.

Although it is a bit excessive, these two weapons can still be regarded as "sabers".

At the same time, there were four or five daggers of various styles in the cabinet, and even the murderous weapon of the three-edged military stab.

If you count the guns from before, it's enough to open a small exhibition.

Everyone couldn't help but wonder again, what is the identity of Shizuka's "friend"?

"Anyway, we got a good weapon unexpectedly, so it's time for us to go." Yanzi said with a chuckle, and the sword slashed through a perfect arc and landed in the sheath with a crisp crashing sound.

As far as the eye can see, it is the Mibeshi Bridge, which has been filled with zombies.

Walking downstairs, everyone had already assembled, although it was only a short night, but the spirit had recovered a lot.

"I didn't expect to even have this ......"

At this time, what was parked in the yard was a domineering Humvee, super horsepower, a body that could not move even after a few blows with a sledgehammer, plus bulletproof glass, and detachable ramming angles in front of the wheels.

There is no problem with this thing driving directly into battle.

It is precisely because of this that everyone has the confidence to cross the river directly from the Mibeshi Bridge.

"So, here we go."

Shizuka sat in the driver's seat with a serious face, although she is usually unreliable, but her driving skills are still okay.

Hirano was lying on the roof of the car with a sniper rifle, and Li Lian and Tsuiko were protecting him, gaining new strength and new weapons, and the two of them were also a little eager to try.

With a roar, the Hummer rushed into the street, crashed into three zombies in an instant, and then drove straight towards the Mibe Bridge.

Along the way, the sparse zombies are not an obstacle at all, but the closer you get to the Yubian Bridge, the density of zombies increases, and the speed of the car has to slow down.

"Son, there is something wrong with the zombie's movements." Suddenly, Li Lian said in a deep voice.

Yanzi was slightly stunned, "I always feel strange, it seems to be ......"

"Well, it's much more sensitive than it was two days ago." Li Lian judged.

"This ......"

"I don't know what it will be like in the end, but I always feel that these zombies are not 'dead', but have been undergoing some kind of change."

"Will it get stronger and stronger?"

"I can't say."

Li Lian swept the neck of a zombie with a knife, and with a flick of his wrist, the zombie's spine was fine, but all the surrounding muscles and flesh were cut off.

This is a technique called "willow fussing", which avoids the collision between the blade and the bone, and increases the wound while protecting the blade.

In fact, the blade of a Japanese sword is very fragile, and even if it is a high-quality knife, if you don't use the right force, you can cut two or three people at most and it will break and curl the blade.

Therefore, in actual use, techniques such as back punching (blocking with the back of a knife) and fuliu (avoiding collision with bones) have been developed.

Although it is troublesome, it is to let the blade exert its strongest power when cutting into the **, and not to break the edge in unnecessary places.

Li Lian didn't know if he could still get such an excellent weapon, so of course he had to protect himself against these miscellaneous soldiers.

The walking speed of zombies is no longer the "five centimeters per second" two days ago, it is close to the normal walking speed, and at the moment of attack, the speed is even more amazing, so Li Lian can't help but be careless.

The impact angle of the Humvee in front of the two wheels made a great contribution, coupled with the overweight chassis, there was no need to worry about overturning, and it was hard to open a bloody road in the sea of zombies and rush into the Yubian Bridge, where the zombie density is larger.

The "flying feather ribs" in the hand of the man danced a piece of silver light, and the sharp blade accurately cut into the neck of the zombie, and after cutting off its nerves, it withdrew lightly, and then attacked another zombie, letting the blood splash, but the smile on her face became stronger and stronger.

This feeling of unbridled wielding of the knife......

The feeling of "slashing" that is impossible to experience in peacetime......

No matter how exquisite the skill is, it is impossible to find a real "enemy", which is the sorrow of a warrior in peacetime.

In the final analysis, Tsukiko's personality is not suitable for that kind of ordinary life at all.

She longs to be able to really use the sword in her hand to fight on the battlefield.

This is probably also the desire of every martial artist in peacetime.

Until—

The face of a little girl appeared in the field of vision.

With a single ponytail, there was no blood on his face, and he couldn't see any external injuries, and his expression was even a little dazed.

I guess I didn't understand what death was, but I was already a zombie.

Yanzi was stunned, and she suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

What are you doing?

Yourself in ...... Killing?

In the past, when I killed zombies, I was in danger of my life, so I didn't think much about it at all. And now, perhaps because of the strength of the force, the son actually thought of other things besides the killing.

Are you swinging a knife at a little girl?

Knowing this fact, Tsuneko's heart was surprisingly frightened.

So, Senbai's teeth bit at her......

"Tsuko!"

Li Lian swung his knife suddenly, and in a hurry, he didn't care about sparing his strength, and split the zombie's head in half with one sword.

"Refining ...... I'm ......" Yanzi looked at Li Lian in a panic.

"Don't say it yet, you go back to the car and rest, Hirano, increase the firepower." Li Lian said lightly.

I saw him put the knife back under his ribs, and then his eyes froze, and he swung two knives in an instant, and the naked eye couldn't tell the order at all, accurately cutting the two zombies that pounced on him when he left, and two filthy blood arrows spewed out at the same time, sprinkled behind the Humvee.

"I always feel ...... It's amazing......" Hirano couldn't help but complain.

"Do your own thing." Li Lian glared at him.

The Damascus knife is worthy of being one of the strongest cold weapons in human history, and Li Lian is worthy of being a reincarnator with the talent of "sword control", the blade of the sword makes a buzzing buzz between the flights, as if to express the joy of meeting a good master, and the zombie has become a witness to this death sword dance, using death to experience his sharpness.

And Hirano was not to be outdone, the semi-automatic rifle roared again and again, and one or two bullets would inevitably kill a zombie in the head, which was a miracle for a high school student.

And so, the Hummer marched forward in this sea of blood and death, not fast, but unwavering.

After half an hour of fighting, the already short Mibe Bridge finally saw the end.

Suddenly, a voice amplified by a megaphone came—

"The people in the car over there, come here, we will protect you."

On the other side of the wall, made of barbed wire and debris, a woman stood in a car and shouted.

Before everyone could respond, Saya Takajo got out of the carriage and exclaimed, "Mom! ”