"Roar—"

The zombies roared and pounced on the muck truck.

Then it was constantly cut into pieces and crushed to death.

The whole road is not paved with dirt at all, it is simply like the whole road is made of zombies, thousands of zombies have been attracted, the real zombie group.

The snow chains of the muck truck are simply very useful.

The blood soaked the mud, and the mud became more and more slippery, and it was already full of mud, and it was even more difficult to move an inch at this time.

All four tires are fitted with solid iron cables, and under the rotation of the iron cables, the tires have become like tracks. After sinking into the road, the iron chain gets stuck directly into the deeper soil layer to cause the tires to spin, and skidding is rare.

At this point, the slippery thing isn't dirt at all. It's the corpse of a zombie.

The zombies were cut and smashed by weapons on the muck truck, and laid all over the floor. The muck truck runs over directly from above.

If it is a rubber tire, it will be crushed to the minced meat, and then it will encounter a pit, and no matter how hard the tire is, it will have to slip, and then it will not be able to get out.

But the chain on the tires at this time, those human stumps and broken arms no longer pose a threat, and they were directly crushed all the way.

Snow chains are the artifact of snow driving. It can become an artifact in the snow, and it is a fighter in the artifact on this muddy road.

'Aung Aung~'

A puff of black smoke came out of the modified upper exhaust pipe of the muck truck.

Cao Fatzi stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and let the tires spin at high speed.

I saw that the spikes protruding outward on the four wheels also rotated at high speed with the tires, and this rotation was like a meat grinder, and it began to kill in the zombie horde.

I just listened to the 'poof, puff, puff' cutting sound kept ringing.

The zombies standing on both sides were twisted straight into the rotating steel spikes protruding from the hub, and then completely ground into minced meat before being thrown away.

The endless zombie reader road ahead, which is not afraid.

The huge shovel sticking out in front of the muck truck is the nemesis of these zombies.

The shovel is quite bad. It's not high above the ground, and the blade reaches the zombie's knee. But it's this height that kills you.

The muck truck rushed forward, and the legs of the zombies in front of him were all smashed in two. Zombies without legs crawl everywhere, and when they are wrenched under the chassis of the car, the barbs under the shovel will cut the zombies under the car.

It's okay to be hit by the blade of the car, and there is a row of steel thorns on the shovel, and the zombie will basically be pierced by the steel thorns as soon as it comes up, and then it will be hung on the top and continue to rush.

There are quite a few zombies who want to approach from behind the car. But the rear of the muck truck also has weapons. The rear of the car is almost covered with steel thorns, extremely sharp, yin and vicious.

It's okay if you don't get close, but if you do, you're going to die.

And Cao Fatzi "knows" to drive, not just on a straight road, but on that S-shaped route. Then the vehicle turned left and right, completely waving the pretended weapons on the muck truck, making perfect use of the weapons on the car.

With the power of machinery, it is not surprising to make a horde of zombies at all.

Li Guan rarely fired, and AK stuck out of the window and fired almost a few shots. He found that there was no need to shoot at all, and that this amount of muck was really against the sky.

The whole road was densely packed with zombies, and this muck truck simply ignored them. It's like a harvester driving into a wheat field, as long as it's standing, as long as it's within the attack range, it's all like cutting leeks.

In just half a minute, the muck truck drove hundreds of meters away. Li Guan looked through the rearview mirror, but saw a bloody road behind the car. The whole road was littered with stumps and severed arms, corpses everywhere, and there was nothing intact at all.

Half-cut zombies were still crawling there, and not only did the liquid mixed with blood and minced flesh flow down the cliff, just like a waterfall of blood.

On the left and right sides and behind, there were no more zombie groups, only a few sporadic zombies roaring, but instinctively did not dare to approach.

There were still one or two thousand zombies in the way, and that didn't pose any threat anymore.

Li Guan's eyes were full of surprise, Cao Fatzi was simply a talent, and it was a kind of luck that he accepted him as a junior brother in the first place.

Who would have thought that he would have the magic to turn decay into magic and transform a muck car so violently.

On China's roads, Hummers don't dare to go head-to-head with muck trucks. The muck truck, which can be called a road killer, is armed by Cao Fatzi, and it is simply the nemesis of zombies in the apocalypse.

Zombies have no intelligence, they only know how to attack and eat, and although they are in groups, they are still flesh and blood. How can you resist the power of this muck truck?

'Vomit'

Zhang Wenjing secretly opened his eyes and looked at it, looking at the hellish scene in all directions, his stomach couldn't stand it, and he vomited it directly, and the car suddenly smelled stinky.

Cao Fatzi's face was also very ugly, Li Guan only saw that his hands holding the steering wheel were trembling, and his legs on the accelerator were shaking, so he knew that Cao Fatzi must be under great psychological pressure at this time.

The muck truck that was modified with one hand has personally opened a bloody road here, even if it is hard-hearted, it is soft.

Holding the steering wheel with one hand, Cao Fatzi shook the window with one hand, stretched out his head and vomited. Tears and snot flowed down his face, and when he turned his head to see Li Guan looking at him, he smiled ashamedly: "I didn't hold back." I've never seen such a bloody scene, and I did it all. ”

Although he was smiling, Li Guan saw the bitterness in his eyes, and smiled with relief: "It's okay." Slowly I got used to it. Don't treat them as human beings, they are devils, imagine yourself as immortals who purify this world, so that you will feel better. ”

Cao Fatzi nodded, and lit a cigarette while driving. He took a hard puff, looked at the hundreds of zombies scattered in front of him, and said with a smoke:

"At first, I just thought that this car could make a bloody way. But I didn't expect it to kill a hell. Brother Guan, alas, look at this full land, there is not even a complete one. To be honest, I feel like I was guilty of building this killing machine. ”

Zhang Wenjing took a sip of mineral water, eased up a little, didn't dare to look at the mountain of corpses and blood outside, lit a cigarette and smoked it, and said quietly:

"But I don't know how many people in the world want to get on our tank, they all want to have a tank like ours. But the world doesn't know how many people there are, but they can only be doomed to disappointment, despair, and death. It's an honor, I don't believe you ask Brother Guan. ”

Cao Fatzi looked at Li Guan, Li Guan didn't say anything, pointed to the front and said, "Roll up the window." There should be quite a few survivors in this wanlong. ”