At their beckoning, climb down the escape route. Yang Wenjing came to Wang Yuanzhai's side, who was constantly moaning, and now he was unrecognizable, his lips were gone, his teeth were exposed, one hand was covering his left eye that was constantly oozing blood, his expression was distorted, could he still survive?

Big William, Yang Jun and Xihai, who had come to their senses, were already going down the stairs, and the white man who had taken off his helmet saw Yang Wenjing still squatting next to the unrecognizable person, and walked over to tell her to go quickly.

"What are you doing? Come on! ”

"We can't leave him, he's alive."

"Saving is also a cripple, leave him alone."

"No!"

Looking at Yang Wenjing's determined eyes, the white man's heart couldn't help but throb a little, it was really like, that kind of expression, it was really like the female captain who had saved herself without hesitation, but unfortunately it was precisely because of her righteousness that it led to the total annihilation of the Thunder Squad. Otherwise, he would not have defected to the Anti-Suicide Committee and embarked on the path of a hunter after the collapse of his team.

But now life is very good, he received the reincarnated female captain at the subway exit, and through soft grinding and hard bubbles, she became his own woman, and now this stubborn woman should be preparing dinner for herself at home, when he thought of the female captain's style in bed, he couldn't help but smile, this purgatory, it's really good, at least it's much better than his previous unreliable rogue career.

He shook his head helplessly, turned off the flame and put it back on the hook next to the cylinder behind him, and helped Wang Yuanzhai up.

"Now it's okay!"

Down the stairs of the escape route is a small alley between the two buildings, a car with a sharp blade installed on the surface of the body, tires modified into tracks, and a black armored car with inlaid armor on the front of the car parked in the middle of the alley, while the newly rescued Dangu and Big William are fighting each other on the ground next to the car, and Xihai is standing in the corner with a numb face. Yang Jun stood next to him and whispered dissuasion, but to no avail.

The two hunters threw the half-dead Wang Yuanzhai into the car, walked up and gave Yang Jun a kick and said:

"If you want to lure the hungry zombies here, you can continue."

Yang Jun rubbed his buttocks very aggrievedly, pulled the two people who had already calmed their anger away, and got into the armored car. The hunter tapped on the car door. An Arab pulled the car window and said:

"If we find a way out, we will definitely leave first, and as for the culprit you said, we will do our best, after all, everyone is sincerely disgusted with this kind of guy."

"Very well, your contribution to the United States of America will go down in history."

"Pull it down, I'm not a Yankee, I just ask you to end this nightmare quickly and let the disaster not spread around the world."

The hunter saluted the natives. Watching the armored vehicles slowly exit the alley, they put on their helmets again and began to move towards the next scheduled search point.

"Who are you?"

Yang Wenjing sat in the back seat and took the lead in asking questions, the two aborigines in the car are not young, one is white and the other is Arab, the white man is called Gaoli, and the Arab is called Hassan. Their expressions were stiff, as if they were used to seeing life and death.

Hassan moved the armored car. The roaring sound of the motor frightened Yang Jun, who was sitting at the back, and kept turning his head to look at the situation outside the window behind him.

"Like you guys, in the words of those bastards: Survivors, fuck survivors!"

Hassan angrily tapped the steering wheel, and the horn sounded loud in the empty alley. Instead, Gouri continued casually:

"We were hiding in a building when it exploded, and there were forty-eight of us at the time. And every day new survivors come here, and at its peak, Hassan, how many of us are there? ”

"Prosperity, you even say prosperity. Well, you hypocritical darling of God, we once had four hundred and fifty-one! ”

"And then you saw that the people who went out to find food attracted a large number of zombies, including countless mutated zombies, reptiles, and finally a monster carrying a rocket, oh, what a day was it。。。。。。"

"Feasts, their feasts 。。。。。。"

Speaking of which, both of them chose to remain silent, and it seems that the experience of that day is not enough for outsiders.

"I don't want to disturb the two of you, but there's already a lot of them coming later!"

Yang Jun poked his head out in horror, Hassan looked in the rearview mirror, slammed on the accelerator, and shouted:

"Come on, bunnies!"

The black armored car rushed towards the zombies like a wild horse, blood and stumps flying outside the car, the screams of the West Sea, Hassan's wild laughter, and the heavy metal music in the car played a crazy symphony together.

"Gaoli, give them some power and take a look!"

Gosato pressed a row of buttons in front of the co-pilot, and six anti-infantry mines rumbled out of the tail of the armored car, followed by a roar and smoke of fire.

Armored vehicles rushed out of the alleys and into the streets, where burned, crashed, abandoned abandoned vehicles had blocked the entire street. However, these small problems are easy to solve in front of the predecessors who have survived in this world for a long time, and I saw Gao Li open the doors on both sides and constantly throw destructive grenades at vehicles that might become obstacles. Dangu was very excited, and with the acquiescence of Gao Li, he picked up the grenade and helped throw it, and after trying it, he realized that the situation was not right, and whispered to the people on the side:

"Now is your time to brush up your points, don't waste it."

Yang Jun and Xihai shrank in the back of the car, trembling incessantly, and William's drug addiction didn't know if it was done again, so he curled up on the other side and twitched vigorously, not hearing Dangu's proposal. Dangu scolded a bunch of wrecks and began to throw grenades in boredom.

Yang Wenjing checked Wang Yuanzhai's wound and shouted at Gao Li:

"Is there gauze and medicine? He was still bleeding. ”

"It's useless, he's too weak to hold out to his destination."

"How do you know if you can't do it if you don't try? Is it because you give up at will that there are only two of you left in the end? ”

"Shhh

I don't know why Hassan, who is driving, can hear what Yang Wenjing is saying clearly in such a noisy environment? Anyway, he braked suddenly, got down from the front seat, pushed away Gao Li's blockade, dragged Wang Yuanzhai out of the car, and threw him on the road, Yang Wenjing jumped down:

"What do you want to do?"

"I don't think you have figured out who's the head here. Just because we saved your life doesn't mean you can yell at us, and don't think you're a woman and cry out to us to do this and that for you. ”

Hassan took out a pistol and aimed it at Wang Yuanzhai's head, Yang Wenjing's face turned pale, and she spread out her hands to block the muzzle.

"Why. Why? ”

"Are you stupid? With his current physical condition, it won't take more than 3o minutes to mutate, do you want to wait for him to become a zombie before killing him? ”

"But, but he doesn't have 。。。。。。 yet."

"What not! Woman, you'd better stop provoking my patience, or I won't be so polite to you! ”

Zhang Huen stepped off the armored car, the mental power in his hand was ready to wait, Hassan broke Yang Wenjing aside, and once again aimed the gun at Wang Yuanzhai's head. I said silently in my heart: Friend, I can only blame you for your bad luck, goodbye.

Just as Hassan was about to pull the trigger, the fat man Yang Jun poked his head out of the car door and said to the two:

"I mean, there's someone waving to us over there? Gosato asked you to go over and have a look. ”

Yang Wenjing and Hassan looked in the direction indicated by the fat man, and saw a humanoid object leaning against the door of a burned bus with only a frame in front of them. Holding an iron pipe in his hand, he kept banging on the iron shell of the bus.

The sound of "clang" was at first voiced by the motor of the vehicle. The sound of the grenade explosion was muffled, and now it could finally be heard, but it was still very weak, and it seemed that the humanoid object was not in good condition.

"Impossible, how can there be living people here? Hey. What are you doing? Hold it! Damn it! ”

Hassan hadn't seen it clearly, Yang Wenjing had already run over, because she had a hope in her heart, hoping that everyone would not be so inhumane, and that everyone could maintain their humanity and return alive from this apocalypse.

Good naïve idea. Zhang Huen followed behind her, always paying attention to her safety, originally thought that this woman was a brain-dead, but he didn't expect that she still had the attributes of the Holy Mother, they walked over and looked at the person lying on the ground. Ma Dan, acquaintance? Zhang Huen rubbed his eyes in disbelief, it turned out to be Sun Zhaojin's second goods.

When did the policy of the big 6 planes turn out to be so lenient and allow Sun Zhaojin, a celebrity, to enter the cultivation to light the lamp?

Damn Sun Zhaojin almost thought he was dead, and the newcomer who walked into the building was inexplicably pulled by the hunters, saying that it was just a simple search task, there was no risk, and then he was taken to this hellish scene on earth, of course, his name is no longer Sun Zhaojin, but with the subconscious of the free leader, he intuitively felt the ill intentions of these hunters, and followed the strong men they brought in for a while, and he left the team without permission and hid.

When he came to the street, he was attacked by zombies, with his extraordinary physical strength and honed killing skills, he could be regarded as killing a bloody path, but then the symptoms of the incubation period of the virus began to attack him, dizziness, weakness of limbs, internal organs like being thrown into a drum washing machine, constantly churning. He had to hide in the wreckage of a bus, hoping to get through, but things gradually turned out to be less optimistic.

The firelight, explosions, and the sound of the car motor made Sun Zhaojin climb out of the car with difficulty, watching an armored car with teeth and claws constantly causing explosions, and the wreckage of the bus he was in was just blocking its path, which made Sun Zhaojin feel panicked, his current state was more garbage than ordinary people, how could he hide from it.

So he first thought of climbing out and hiding far away from here, but the moment he climbed to the door of the car, he found that his legs were completely incapacitated, so he could only continue to climb with both hands, but when he barely held on to the door frame to make his body stand upright, his left hand instantly lost sensation, and finally, he could only hope that his heavier and heavier right hand would hit the iron shell and attract the attention of the crazy armored car.

"Another piece of rubbish!"

Hassan was about to give him a shot, but Yang Wenjing blocked in front of him again, Hassan pushed her away, grabbed Sun Zhaojin's clothes, and said viciously:

"Hey, hey, hey! This beautiful virgin is going to save you, can you hear it? It seems that he can't hear it, see, he's dead, and he will be a zombie in a short time, and now I can deal with him. ”

Yang Wenjing bit Hassan's wrist, which made Hassan scream in pain, and he was about to slap Yang Wenjing's beautiful face, Zhang Huen grabbed his hand and said:

"After all, it's not right to hit a woman."

"Crazy, you tm all crazy! I don't care about you anymore! ”

Hassan angrily shook his hand and left the two unreasonable brain-dead men and women, Sun Zhaojin was held on the shoulder by Zhang Huen like a rice bag, and Yang Wenjing frowned and cautiously followed behind towards the armored car.

"I'm not really a virgin, you know, I just think that if everybody only thinks about themselves, sooner or later we will become slaves to survive."

"Well, you're saying that's good, and I'm rooting for you."

Zhang Huen said nonchalantly, but in exchange for Yang Wenjing's eyes full of little stars. (To be continued!)