Xinyan's helmet mask had been lifted, she bared her teeth, biting a strand of dark black hair, and her smooth forehead was covered with fine sweat. She stared at the zombie she had just been caught in the scope and pulled the trigger hard.

"Woo ————"

The bullet hit the target in the head accurately, and the zombie tilted its body and then overturned.

Scattered zombies staggered over from the side and back passages, and more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground were enough to prove Xinyan's achievements. She ran back and forth on the roof of the warehouse, constantly changing the direction of her shots, and the recoil from the butt hit her shoulder, which was sore and painful. But she was unconscious, her eyes were on fire, and her heart was as cold as a gun in her hand.

She didn't know if she could escape alive———— there were a huge number of corpses, at least thousands, or even more. Assault rifles have only three fully loaded magazines. Although she tried to aim as far as she could, she was not a professional shooter and had little experience, and almost half of her bullets would miss.

For a novice, this is already an excellent result.

However, Xinyan couldn't forgive herself, her eyes became blood-red, her aiming time became longer and longer, and the shooting distance continued to shorten from twenty meters, even ten meters to five meters

Han Jing raced back and forth in the exhibition area near the wall, constantly looking for available vehicles.

Su Hao taught her how to use the wire box to light the engine and start the engine, but these new cars were locked, and the doors could not be opened at all.

The helpless girl is getting more and more desperate.

She cried, shouted and scolded, kicked with her feet, and smashed with her fists. The sleek body left a mess of footprints, but it still didn't loosen a bit.

"What should I do if I can't open it? You can't open it without a key! I can't open them————"

It was the first time she was dealing with such a tense and dangerous situation, and she was naturally terrified. Even an adult man would not behave better than her at such a time.

"What's the use of crying?"

From the rooftop, Shinyan roared in a rage: "Smash the window glass, use bricks, use sticks, use your gun, whatever you want, hurry up and ————"

Without thinking, Han Jing picked up the pistol and slammed the window of the off-road vehicle next to him with the hard butt. The body, controlled by the will to survive, erupted with unimaginable force, and marks began to appear on the surface of the solid car window, making a "crackling" sound, cracking and shattering in all directions like a spider's web.

She is a little younger than Xinyan.

I don't know what Lu Dao is for, Xinyan's scolding has an inexplicable soothing effect on Han Jing.

Han Jing suddenly became calm, and the speed of smashing the wire box to connect to the engine was usually faster.

Han Jing felt that she had become a different person at this moment, her body and mind were completely separated, and she acted like a machine rather than a human. She sat in the cab completely instinctively, closed the car door, and honked the horn hard at Su Hao. Then leaned back halfway, aiming at the zombies that pounced on them from the side, crying as he fired, loaded, and shot again.

Su Hao threw away the dagger whose blade had been notched, took out the M500 pistol from his back waist, reflexively dodged the zombies that pounced on him, rushed to the front of the wall at an astonishing speed, and stood still.

This scene is very weird. Even Xin Yan and Han Jing forgot about the danger and looked at him with bewildered eyes.

It's a dead end, it's a wall, it's not an exit.

Suddenly, the muscles of Su Hao's whole body bulged, and he instantly took a step forward, roaring angrily, and suddenly struck out a contracted right fist towards the wall.

The solid brick wall collapsed in an instant, and broken bricks and gravel flew away from the center of the impact point, and a gap more than two meters wide appeared in the wall. Through the flying dust, you can see the road and sidewalks outside.

Su Hao continued to wave his fists to widen the gap, and shouted at the two girls who were stunned without looking back: "Come here, we don't have much time————"

Han Jing gritted her teeth, stepped on the clutch hard, quickly released it, and stepped on the accelerator again. The off-road vehicle that gained momentum rushed out like a wild horse, ran over the scattered bricks all over the ground, jolted violently off the sidewalk, and came to a stop on the road.

Su Hao stood in front of the warehouse, looked at Xinyan who was standing on the roof, opened his hands, and yelled: "Jump ————"

Without the slightest hesitation, Xinyan only felt that his brain drove him to make an outward jump action, and his mind became confused, and then his heart beat faster for a short time, and his consciousness was lifted high, but his body was falling rapidly without touching the ground, nor did he have the severe pain he imagined, but was firmly caught by a pair of strong and powerful arms, and he carried the whole person sideways and ran out of the wall.

Then, he was thrown into the back seat of the carriage.

Sitting in the passenger seat and closing the door, Su Hao clearly saw that ———— was at the intersection in front of the road, and a black "Chery" sedan drove from the left, with a speed of about 40 kilometers per hour. Several surprised and then frightened faces peeked out from behind the front windshield without blast film.

The black sedan came to a halt for about three seconds, and the strangers suddenly woke up as if from a dream, and the sedan staggered into the opposite street with the roar of the engine.

Han Jing subconsciously asked, "Who are they?" ”

No one answered.

All three of them, including herself, could clearly see that at the back of the black sedan———— there was a long iron chain tied to it, on which was a bloody woman. She ** her body, cut into two pieces from her waist, scattered intestines and internal organs continued to fall out of the hollow abdominal cavity, and dragged a shocking blood mark on the ground.

The zombies have reached the gap in the wall, and they are very close to the off-road vehicle.

At the end of the road in the distance, there are ever-expanding dense black spots. Although they couldn't see the shape or appearance, they all knew exactly what it was.

Han Jing started the off-road vehicle again and galloped towards the bank building.

Xinyan's expression was in a trance, and he didn't quite believe what he saw in front of him: "They, they want to trap us, want to kill us?" ”

"Nope! It's not just us. There are others, our people. ”

Su Hao's voice was as cold as ice

No one paid attention to when dark clouds appeared in the sky. They slowly piled up from the horizon, blocking out the sunlight and darkening the entire world. The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the heat that has accumulated on the ground has been dispelled a lot, showing a slightly cold coolness.

It's going to rain.

Hu He sat in a pickup truck, squinting his eyes and using his binoculars to observe the small bank building a hundred meters away, his eyes flickering, not knowing what he was thinking.

This is exactly the corner of the street, and due to the relationship between the height and the nearby buildings, it is exactly in the visual blind spot of the guards on the rooftop of the building.

In addition to Huhe's car, the other two sedans were also full. Next to him, there were more than twenty men with sticks in their hands, looking nervous. Du Tianhao, Liao Qiu, and the fat man are among them.

He kept a close eye on the movement in the small building. After Su Hao and the others drove out in the early morning, Hu He ordered his subordinates to follow in a car, killing several imprisoned women as bait, attracting zombies from different directions, and completely blocking the exit of the auto supermarket.

If there were no miscalculations, there would have been a man, two women, a baby, and an old mongrel who couldn't die.

What are you afraid of if you have a gun?

There are dozens of people on my side.

The Great Leader once said: "The atomic bomb of US imperialism is a paper tiger that will be drowned in the vast sea of people's war." ”

Fill it with human life, bullets are afraid of a fart!

A hint of hideousness flashed across the corners of Hu He's mouth. He put down his binoculars, smiled at the hook guarding outside the car, and said in an unkind tone, "Let's start!" Let those boys move smartly, and don't waste time. If someone messes up, Lao Tzu will use him as a material and hold an open-air barbecue banquet. ”

The observation post on the roof of the small building has a wide view, and with the help of the flower pots and bricks brought up from downstairs, the survivors have piled up more than a dozen firing positions at different angles. It's not pretty, but it's very useful.

Dressed in a loose crewneck shirt and shorts, and slippers, Lao Song stood in the shadow behind the protective wall, smoking a cigarette all over his face. The coarse-caliber Barrett sniper rifle was placed right next to it, within easy reach.

According to the Chinese people's point of view, seventy-two years old is already considered a high life. Compared with his peers, Song Zhizhong, whose face is full of crispy skin and flesh, undoubtedly looks younger and more energetic. He always straightens his waist, and his brain is very clear, although his hands and feet are not as strong as before, but he still does not pant and his face is not red when he carries a watermelon or rice bag weighing several kilograms to the sixth floor.

When almost all the old people knew Song Zhizhong's real age, they would show an expression of envy and surprise. This made him feel a very proud sense of satisfaction, and he took the trouble to disclose his daily recipes, work and rest time, and activity rules to the seekers again and again. When he saw those people take out their notebooks and take notes like elementary school students, he always wanted to laugh. Seriously, even he himself can't tell why he looks younger than other people his age? Why is the face red and the body strong? He never takes any tonics, and his monthly pension of more than 1,000 yuan is not enough to buy health products. Cucumbers, tomatoes, cabbage, tofu, pigs, cattle, sheep, chickens, ducks, dogs, meat, chickens, bees, pupa, he never taboos, nor picky eaters, he eats whatever he wants, occasionally likes to drink a few glasses, and smokes.

There were several old men of the same age near the residential building where they used to live who admired Lao Song very much, and they also ate according to his daily recipes for a while.

As a result, one had high blood pressure caused by eating beef, another had a stroke from drinking, and another had a recurrence of bronchial asthma due to smoking, and he kicked his legs after less than a week

He is quite popular with women———— many old ladies who dance square dances in the community like him very much, and a few single people also make it very clear that "let's live together" and something like that. Lao Song was very satisfied with one of the retired teachers in his sixties, and he also wanted to get a marriage certificate again. Unfortunately, the sudden outbreak of the virus changed all that.

That morning, Lao Song watched her become infected and then turned into a zombie, and then Lao Song cut off her head with a kitchen knife and threw her out of the window on the sixth floor.

She can cook delicious braised pork, and her laundry is always neatly folded, and the upstairs and downstairs neighbors are very happy to have such a companion, and the well-behaved children have even begun to call her "Grandma Song".

The corners of his eyes were slightly sour, Lao Song threw away the cigarette butt between his fingers, wiped his eyes heavily with the back of his hand, and picked up the sniper rifle placed next to him.

There is no word like "madeinchina" on the surface of this thing, and the power is amazing. Lao Song practiced for several days before he finally figured out the construction and basic principles of the firearm. He didn't know where Su Hao got so many weapons, but he and Tao Yuan never asked, nor did they discuss similar things privately. He has experienced a lot of things in the world, and he knows that there are many things in this world that are not as simple as they seem on the surface.

Everyone has their own secrets———— the inspectors of the Commission for Discipline Inspection may privately like to watch AV with five girls masturbating, the respected male mayor may be a transvestite who likes to wear thongs and stockings, and the leaders of the Health Bureau may be very fond of picking at smelly feet, and they do not have the habit of actively flushing after going to the toilet.

As for Su Hao, he saved all the people in this building, but he didn't use it to raise his worth, he was humble, he always had a smile on his face, and he was also very handsome.

He's a good guy.

That's enough.

Feeling that his mouth was very light, Lao Song took out the cigarette case from his trouser pocket again, took out one and prepared to light it.

As soon as he turned on the lighter, Lao Song suddenly heard a piercing and terrible scream from a distance.

He stood abruptly, picked up his sniper rifle, and stuck his head out of the rooftop parapet, staring nervously in the direction where the sound was coming from.

On the east side of the street downstairs, a woman ran over who looked extremely panicked. Her appearance is about thirty, wrapped in a wide coat, and only a few buttons on the placket are casually fastened, and she can vaguely see a plump and tender white **. Nothing seems to be worn underneath except shoes. She was probably wounded, her left sleeve soaking wet, blood dripping down the cuff, creating staccato lines on the gray asphalt.

Lao Song subconsciously moved the scope back in the direction of the woman's running———— more than fifty meters behind her, and several zombies were in hot pursuit. They clearly smelled blood, and the woman's screams continued to irritate the empty stomach pouch. These terrifying mutated creatures howled, as excited as a desert traveler seeing an oasis, and the speed of their pursuit increased.

Old Song bent down and grabbed two empty glass bottles from under his feet and threw them heavily in the direction of the inside of the small building. In a moment, the rapidly falling bottle exploded with a "bang" and smashed on the ground.

The rooftop was littered with empty canned food boxes. The sound of the waste being thrown from the upper floors was so harsh that the survivors in the small building used it as an alarm.

"Hey! Come here, get ————."

Lao Song waved his hand vigorously and shouted desperately at the maximum volume he could make.

The woman may have lost some strength and began to slow down, and the zombies chasing after her gradually shortened the distance. Sensing the despair on the face of the woman who was nearing death, she struggled to move her steps forward, screaming and panting violently, the oxygen inhaled into her body was rapidly depleted, her lips and hands and feet trembled violently, and her face was as pale as a dead man.

"Bang ————"

12。 The 7 mm caliber warhead accurately hit the chest of the zombie leader, and the huge kinetic energy exploded the entire body in two. The lower part of the body that lost control staggered a few steps and fell to the side of the road, but the upper part stubbornly and ferociously crawled forward, and the corners of the mouth kept flowing fishy thick and sticky yellow pulp.

The sound of gunfire gave the woman hope.

Her eyes flashed with surprise, and she immediately changed direction and ran towards Xiaolou.

Barrett's recoil was very strong, and after only two shots, Lao Song felt as if his entire shoulder had been smashed by a high-pressure forging machine, and he might fall apart at any time. He shook his body, put his sniper rifle aside, pulled out his pistol, turned and opened the small door on the rooftop, and limped downstairs.

Tao Yuan collects rotten bacteria hormones in the trap courtyard.

There was a lot of movement here, and he would come over quickly when he heard it. Now, there are only Han Ying and Li Xiaomei in the building. If you want to help the woman outside, you have to open the door as soon as possible and let her in.

Song Zhizhong didn't think there was anything wrong with doing this———— zombies were the common enemy of all survivors, as long as she was not infected and did not mutate, then she was her own kind, and she had to be saved

Hu He watched this scene from the corner of the street, his face showing an incomparably fanatical exuberance.

He has been brewing, planning and planning, waiting long enough, and enduring it for a long time.

Now, the old man on the roof of the building, who was in charge of guarding and overflowing with love, has disappeared. If I'm not mistaken, I think I want to go downstairs and open the door.

All right! I will surprise him, I will let him know what a real accident is.

"Boom"

He licked his lips proudly, snapped his fingers at the subordinates waiting for orders next to him, and let out an extremely presumptuous laugh: "Quick! Now is the time. Above! Give Lao Tzu a ————"

There was chaos in the small building.

Han Ying ran out of the room with a police shotgun, and met Lao Song who was going downstairs, and didn't care about explaining in detail, Lao Song panted and said, "Outside, someone outside helps her quickly!" ”

Li Xiaomei stood on the side of the lobby on the first floor of the restaurant, holding the baby in her arms tightly. This woman, who usually doesn't talk much, looked nervous, obviously not knowing how to deal with this sudden situation. She curled up in the corner of the couch, her mind repeating that her husband was about to appear, and her pale and slender right hand instinctively reached for the pistol and held it tightly.

Both her husband and Su Hao said to her: When she is alone, this is her best and most trustworthy partner.

Moving away the heavy cabinet and opening the back door that served as a temporary passage, Lao Song rushed outside with a pistol in hand.

At this moment, the fleeing woman was only more than twenty meters away from the small building.

Her steps were getting slower and slower, her body was shaking as it was about to drain her energy, and she looked so tired that she could fall at any moment.

Lao Song's eyes were red with anxiety, he strode up to meet her, grabbed the woman's arm hard, and dragged her forward.

The group of corpses behind him was already very close, only four heads. Lao Song turned around, leveled the gun in his hand, aimed at the head of the nearest zombie and pulled the trigger hard, and before the corpse that lost his head shook and fell, he had already hugged the woman's waist and walked towards the open door a few meters away.