The convoy slowly stopped at the entrance of the highway, and the continuous scene of the car accident appeared again in Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes, the end of the world is coming, all people will move closer to the big city, it seems that only in the big city can they be safe, in this way, they have become the fastest to die.

It's one thing to think about it, it's another thing to do it, here is close to it, and there are more vehicles going to the surrounding areas, and the dense vehicles in front make Zhang Xiaoqiang's scalp numb, if they really rely on people to pull their shoulders, they have to work until next month.

The entrance is no different from the last time Zhang Xiaoqiang saw it, except that there are more vehicles and more zombies, the old way, Zhang Xiaoqiang used the loudspeaker of the big truck to make noise, and the scattered zombies heard the horn of the big truck, and leaned over one after another, and the zombies who leaned over fell in the short point shot of the 95-style rifle.

Waiting until the zombies who can come over by themselves are shot one after another, Zhang Xiaoqiang finally determined that there are no type 2 zombies here, in fact, this is not surprising, although there are many vehicles here, in fact, a large part of them are burned, and some zombies will be burned when the vehicles are burning, the density of zombies is smaller, and the probability of high-level zombies appearing is also smaller, and there are no living people here to supplement them, and it is already good to have dozens of evolved zombies.

The zombies that can move are shot, and some zombies are trapped in a dead end and can't get out, Guo Fei, who has long been unable to hold back, rushed up with a long knife, only killing can release the madness he pressed in the bottom of his heart, after Guo Fei is Ding Luo, Ding Luo never deliberately expresses himself, he can always appear whenever he can use him, he is an old scalper in the team.

Behind Guo Fei and Ding Luo rushed forward was the logistics team, Zhang Xiaoqiang left the base and there was no source of soldiers, so these village names who used to grab food in the mouths of zombies became his reserve soldiers, Zhang Xiaoqiang asked these people to go forward to fight zombies with cold weapons is also the idea of training.

There are not many zombies left, three or two times, those zombies died in the corner where they existed, the team members dragged the zombies to the distance and poured gasoline, the zombies have a new change, as long as the speed of decay is fast after death, the smell of the substance brings great trouble to Zhang Xiaoqiang, and dealing with the corpse has become an indispensable job.

The doctor, who hadn't been seen since joining the convoy, appeared, and he walked over to the pile of corpses, shaking his large, thick-bottomed, round-rimmed glasses to scrutinize the zombie corpses.

After enough looking, he actually rummaged through the zombie pile with his rubber-gloved hands, and his mouth was still babbling: "Not strong enough, not fat enough, too small, it's not good to be beaten"

The doctor's posture of rummaging through the cabbage in the zombie pile scared the surrounding team members enough, they didn't know if this doctor was a researcher in a mental hospital, and they would be killed in the future, and they didn't dare to go to this new doctor to see a doctor.

Unlike the team members, the members of the logistics team have long been accustomed to seeing the doctor checking and asking, and some people intimately ask if they want to help.

The doctor got what he wanted, and the rest was burned, and in the raging flames, the zombies entrenched at the highway entrance disappeared.

Now that the decision has been made, no matter how difficult it is, temporary camps have been built, hauled and broken buses have been used as walls, tents have been erected in the middle of the camp, women have been organized into a team to go to a small hill not far away to collect firewood, and three reconnaissance vehicles have also been released to reconnoiter the surrounding area.

The people below were busy, Zhang Xiaoqiang stood on the roof of a truck and looked into the distance, "A leader must have the appearance of a leader," he thought so, with an excuse to be lazy, his eyes began to sweep, and he swept to a large truck that overturned on the side of the road, the big truck was printed with the trademark of a well-known brand, and when he saw the intact carriage, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart moved.

The carriage was cut open by Zhang Xiaoqiang with the rat king blade, and the large cardboard boxes that were tightly sealed by the sealing glue were exposed, he casually lifted one and rolled it out and fell to the ground, kicked it with a kick, and felt that it was still very weighty, cut open the cardboard box, pulled up the breach and tore it open, and countless metal cans rolled out.

Looking at the metal jars under his feet, Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled proudly, those are all eight-treasure porridge jars, it is certain that there is a container of eight-treasure porridge here, the nutrition of eight-treasure porridge is much higher than white rice, and these eight-treasure porridge is enough for more than 100 people to eat for a long time.

The team members happily carried the eight-treasure porridge, and some anxious people had already opened the seal and poured it directly into their mouths, Zhang Xiaoqiang was not angry, they were all picked up, as long as they didn't waste it, they ate it openly.

The one who doesn't need money is the best, Zhang Xiaoqiang happily watched the eight-treasure porridge being moved to the camp, Yang Keer and Meow Meow were holding a can and drinking it slowly, the two puppies were constantly coquettish at their feet, but their eyes were waiting for the mouths of the two in a daze, and Yuan Yi was already planning to use the eight-treasure porridge as the staple food for dinner.

Everyone is happy to harvest delicious food, Zhang Xiaoqiang is thinking about the Tao, it seems to be just an ordinary truck, Zhang Xiaoqiang remembered his harvest in the cave and the preparation office, close to the New Year's outbreak of the virus, at that time the supermarket was busy distributing goods, and the people had begun to prepare New Year's goods, so the manufacturer's goods may be several times the usual.

The inland goods are transported by trucks, in order to hurry, they generally take the highway, as long as they get on the highway, it means that a large number of New Year's goods are thrown on the highway, in other words, the highway itself has become a huge warehouse, this kind of materials are on it, as long as those trucks are found.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart became hot, as long as he had sufficient supplies in his hands, he didn't have to look at other people's faces to eat no matter where he went, even if he couldn't use it, when he took the people from the base to open up the entire highway, the base's reserves might be doubled several times, and the preparations for going to sea would be more and more sufficient.

The more he thought about it, the smoother his thoughts became, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned around and walked towards the camp, these things should be planned carefully, it seems that he has seen the future and he will sail on the sea with people to find a paradise.

Fate is impermanent, Zhang Xiaoqiang will never guess what kind of encounters and predicaments he will face in the future, these things are all in the air for the time being, if they really go to the sea, the various mutant beasts in the sea will not mind the delicious meal delivered to the door.

Just as Zhang Xiaoqiang was about to enter the camp, a roar of engines from high-horsepower cars came from a distance, and all the big cars of the team were in the camp, and the big cars were obviously not the big cars of the camp.

"Alert" As Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted loudly, the team members threw the eight-treasure porridge on their shoulders to the ground, and the rifles on their shoulders were on alert in the direction from which the sound came.