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After dawn, everyone chose to leave, and last night's experience was like a nightmare, which made people feel incredible. Dashan's face is still unusually ugly, this mountain-like man, because he vomited too violently last night, now walks with his legs fluttering.

The convoy moved slowly, and after a small stream flowed, it was not long before it drove out of the dense forest and into the plain. At this time, Mu Juan's voice suddenly came from the radio: "Boss, I found a settlement in front of me, and I was being attacked by zombies at this time." Shall we go to the rescue? ”

Vincent's travel, in order to protect his safety, the drones of the Chinese Free Federation will closely monitor the air around the clock, and in the event of an accident, the fighter will urgently rise into the air to provide air support.

"Let's take a look." Vincent picked up the walkie-talkie and ordered.

He Yutian immediately slammed the steering wheel, and the convoy turned a corner and rushed towards the place where the accident occurred.

When the convoy arrived at the scene of the incident, it found that it was a farmstead, surrounded by countless waste and iron fences, and in addition to large areas of farmland, there were dozens of houses. Due to the long-term corrosion, the iron fence on the side of the farm could no longer play the role of blocking the zombies, and a large hole was broken under the impact of the zombies, and a large number of zombies drilled into the hole.

The householders of the farm apparently had no advanced weapons, only two old-fashioned breech-loading powder shotguns, which were really limited in lethality, and had a range of less than 10 meters, which was cumbersome to load. Others are armed with iron forks, rakes and other farm tools to fight against the zombie invasion.

Helplessly, the number of zombies is really a little more, no less than 100 at a visual inspection, and there are no obvious combatants in the farm, all are honest farmers, their defense line is retreating step by step, and from time to time you can see a few farmers being thrown to the ground by zombies because of a moment of negligence. As long as they retreat another 10 meters, the situation will become out of control, because the zombies that rush in will surround them, and they will be in danger of being wiped out if they don't know how to fight.

The situation was precarious, and Vincent and the others no longer hesitated, under Vincent's order. With the exception of Sylloon and Awu, who were left behind to look after the vehicles and non-combatants, the others all picked up their weapons and got out of the vehicle to provide support.

"Bang bang bang" gunfire is endless, rows of zombies fell down in front of Vincent and others, and when they got closer, the role of guns had become dispensable, everyone gave up using guns, and all pulled out their daggers, military spurs and other short blades, and pounced into the zombie group to fight in close combat.

At this time, the feeling made Vincent's cells seem to be excited, he was like going back to the past, walking alone through the world, using the bow and crossbow in his hand and military spurs to fight his way through the huge zombie horde, he called himself "zombie hunter".

Although there are many zombies, they become as docile as lambs to the slaughter in the hands of professional soldiers such as Vincent. Vincent gently pulled out the thorn nailed to the back of a zombie's head, grabbed the neck of the other zombie with his backhand, and stabbed the thorn in his other hand along the zombie's eye socket. Milky white brains mixed with dark red blood gushed out along the blood trough of the third floor, looking at this color, this zombie should not have been bitten not long after.

Of course, now was not the time to think about these questions, Vincent kicked the zombie to the ground, turned and pounced on the other zombie, and the thorn stabbed through the gap between the bones in the zombie's jaw, and then withdrew his hand, sending the thorn into the mouth of the other zombie again.

The battle lasted less than 5 minutes, and as many as 100 zombies all fell to the ground, and the blood that flowed out soaked the fertile land. The people who were still holding farm tools opened their mouths wide and looked at the saviors in front of them with a look of incredulity. It wasn't until Vincent and the others wiped the short soldiers in their hands and inserted them back into the scabbard that everyone reacted, and suddenly broke out into a huge cheer.

The people who survived the catastrophe immediately warmly invited Vincent and the others into their farm to rest for a while, and took out their best food to entertain Vincent and his party. Vincent and the others were invited to the largest room in the farm, which was the house of the head of the farm. After Vincent and the others entered the house, they sat at two full tables, and the men in the farm had all gone out to clean up the corpses of the zombies and repair the iron nets, so Vincent and the others were received by the women of the village.

Through chatting with them, Vincent learned that the people here were originally from a single village, with only about 20 families at first. After the disaster, the village became unsafe, so the survivors, led by the village chief, migrated all the way to this deserted place to rebuild their homes. Over the years, families have moved in and fenced out.

Since only about 20 houses were built at first, and the zombies around them began to grow more and more, and they could no longer go to the forest to cut wood to build more houses, so now many of them share a house with several families. Even the village chief's house is home to three families. Although there are only about 20 houses, there are more than 50 families and more than 200 people living here. Fortunately, they have developed enough land and raised some livestock, so they can barely achieve self-sufficiency.

Since the forest outside is full of zombies, and there have been no new people relocated in the last two years, everyone's life is generally peaceful. I just don't know how long such a peaceful day can last, the iron mesh outside is getting more and more rusty, and the number of zombies wandering around is increasing. The previous calm had been shattered, and panic gradually spread among the villagers.

At this time, the village chief, who had already arranged everything outside, walked in, and as soon as he saw Vincent, he immediately said with a smile: "Welcome to our village, guests from afar." I'm the head of this village, just call me Lao Shi, look at your dress and the car you are riding, it shouldn't be from a remote place, right? Is there any place out there that has not been hit by the plague? ”

Vincent listened to the words of the village chief of Lao Shi, smiled slightly, and said: "Hehe, we are from the Chinese People's Free Federation in the east, which is a newly built country, with vast land, lively cities, and a powerful army, everything is the same as in the civilized period. Some time ago, we had just fought a battle with the Japanese state, sinking about 30 Japanese warships and capturing 8 of them. ”