"Come here! Run, everyone! The soldier with the gauze on his head pointed to a few staggering zombies on the corner.

So three limping soldiers ran in front, and a few rickety zombies chased behind.

As the impaired soldier was about to be overtaken by the zombies, the soldier with the gauze wrapped around his head suddenly stopped, broke free of his companion's arm, and uncovered the gauze on his head. The unfrozen scar on his head immediately bleed, and the smell of blood in the air could be smelled even by humans.

"Blake! What are you doing? Don't run yet! A soldier anxiously urged, and the zombie was less than ten paces away from the three of them.

Blake started running, and fast. But he ran in the other direction, waving blood-stained gauze to attract the zombies' attention as he ran. Several zombies immediately chased after Blake, who exuded the breath of life.

Before leaving, he left a message: "You guys go away!" I'm going to lure these zombies away, you go to Captain Miao Changkai, he must have a way to rescue Miss Lenna!" ”

In the blink of an eye, only two of the three soldiers remained, and one of them yelled in the direction where Brak had disappeared, "Blake, you bastard! Don't you even want your life for the sake of a woman? ”

Another soldier dragged him and said, "Don't shout, they'll hear you!" Let's hurry up and go to Captain Miao Changkai, don't waste the opportunity that Blake bought with his life! ”

Not far from Puxi Jincheng, Chu Dajiang sat in the classic car that He Dabao found. The car itself was not full of horsepower, He Dabao put a lot of things in the trunk, Chu Dajiang stepped on the accelerator, and the classic car spewed black smoke and moved, making Chu Dajiang, who was holding the steering wheel, have the illusion of a steam train.

"Bang!" A zombie fell under Chu Dajiang's gun, this is already the twenty-seventh wave of zombies that Chu Dajiang has encountered on the road, and the loud voice of the classic car is particularly attractive to zombies who are sensitive to sound. Chu Dajiang couldn't stand it anymore, he got out of the car, opened the trunk, and almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

"He Dabao! What are you bringing these things for? Chu Dajiang grabbed a stack of books, which were mixed with a few CDs.

"Big brother, this may be the last cultural heritage of mankind, I think we need to protect them!" He Dabao got out of the car with difficulty and looked at Chu Dajiang with a divine gaze. He Dabao finally picked up all the lost weight, and now he is a big fat man.

"Are you illiterate when I can't read? Besides, I can read and draw even if I can't read, right? Chu Dajiang took out a book, and the cover was painted with a two-dimensional girl with an awl face.

"Well, that's my food for thought." He Dabao touched his round belly.

There was a sudden slight gunshot in the distance, and He Dabao, a human, might not be able to hear it, but the tips of Chu Dajiang's ears moved.

Chu Dajiang pinched his fingers and counted them, and suddenly pointed to the east and said, "There is a bloody disaster in the east!" Let's take a look over there. The two got into the car and drove east.

The distance was close enough, He Dabao also heard the gunshots, and gave a thumbs up to his hands and said, "It's amazing!" Big brother, you're really like a god! ”

In the distance, dozens of zombies and a dozen people are confronting each other, and among the dozens of zombies, there is a mutual-eating zombie with thick skin and thick flesh, rushing forward against the rain of bullets. Several humans with armor wrapped around their hands and feet fired as they shot and retreated in an orderly manner.

"Captain, zombies can't fight each other! The brothers can't hold it anymore! A young man in a cap said as he got a bullet.

"Wait a little longer, I think I'll hear the sound of a tank!" The tall man said.

"What...... Tank? It's really the sound of a tank...... Great, saved!" The others celebrated when they heard the word tank.

The rumbling sound drowned out the roar of the mutnibal zombies and the chatter of the crowd, and all the zombies and humans turned their heads to look west.

A smemoky vintage car stumbled out of a hillside, and it didn't look like anything but a tank.

"Nima! Their cars are more broken than ours! Someone immediately shouted.

"Something is wrong! Retreat now! The tall man made a quick decision and woke up the crowd. You, you and you, and I stay behind to cover. The man ordered a few men with good marksmanship to leave behind to cover behind, while the others ran towards the parked jeep.

"Bang!" The man shot each other in the eye. The mutnibal zombie covered its eyes and howled, becoming even more angry, and pounced on the crowd with its steps shaking the ground.

Many people couldn't even stand on their feet, but the man dragged his gun steadily, as if his feet had taken root, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the other intact eye of the zombie eating each other.

"Bang!" The head of the mutual-eating zombie shook, and the remaining eye exploded.

"Learn something! Look at how accurate his marksmanship is! Chu Dajiang in the classic car held the steering wheel with one hand and pointed to the man who shot with the other and said to He Dabao.

"It's not a big deal, isn't it just a shot in the eye! Besides, zombies have noses! He has the ability......" He Dabao's words were not finished, and the third gunshot interrupted his words, and the big nose of the mutual eating zombie was also broken by the man.

"See! This is the real sharpshooter!" Chu Dajiang exclaimed, He Dabao opened his mouth, but he was speechless, this time he had nothing to say, He Dabao is a real person, he will not mention "zombies still have two ears".

The nose is much more important to zombies than their eyes, and this is even more true for mutual cannibalism. Mutnibal zombies that have lost their eyes and noses chase their prey and scurry around like headless flies.

At this time, the jeep passed by, the door opened, and the man and a few people behind the palace got into the jeep and got in, with skillful movements, obviously already experienced.

Chu Dajiang drove the classic car and continued to move forward, passing by the fleeing jeep. The man who fired the astonishing three shots poked his head out of the window and said, "Don't go over, there are still dozens of zombies left there, it's dangerous!" ”

However, Chu Dajiang turned a deaf ear and drove the classic car to rumble past. Someone in the jeep couldn't look at it and said, "Pure death!" He thought he was driving a tank! The man said to the driver; Let's turn around too, we can't see death without help. ”

"Whew!" Although the mutual eating zombies can't see or smell, he can hear the sound of He Dabao's classic car, which is so loud that anyone who is not deaf can hear it. The mutual-eating zombies opened their bloody mouths, waved their arms like small pillars, and pounced on He Dabao's poor classic car.