"One, just me. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Apart from me, the only living creature left is a sled dog. Kafa's voice was lost, revealing a sense of vicissitudes.

"What? You're the only one! What about the drug you're studying? Did it fail!"

The stubble man's heart was cold, this was the last glimmer of hope to support their survival!

"Lieutenant Sloch, the medicine has been studied! I wonder how many people are there over there now?" Kafa asked tentatively, coughing lightly.

"In addition to me, there were six soldiers, four children, six women, and there were 17 of us in all. ”

The stubble man held the signal walkie-talkie in his hand, and his tone was calm, faintly revealing sadness.

Apparently, at the beginning the number of the ranks was much higher than 17, and a significant part died on the way to the escape.

"Lieutenant Sloch, I've got the medicine ready for you, as long as you—" Kaffa was in the middle of his sentence when he suddenly paused.

At the same time, the stubble man's brows furrowed deeply.

Antarctica Delta Special Forces Institute of Corpse Transformation, that's on the Antarctic continent!

How do they get there? How can they get to the institute in the snow and ice in this zombie country!

Maybe they haven't arrived yet, and on the way, they've turned into zombies.

For a moment, Sloch and Kaffa were silent at the same time.

It's been a long time.

"Kafa, we have more important matters at the moment, and we have time to talk about this medicine. ”

Sloch took a deep breath and swept the gas station not far in front of him, breaking the silence first.

"Lieutenant Sloch, I'll listen to you. I've strengthened the intercom over there, so it's much easier for us to connect in the future. ”

Kaffa's voice came from the other end of the intercom, with a hint of reluctance.

"Put away the walkie-talkie! We're going to refuel now, and as for the drug, we'll have a good discussion with this kaffa when we find a new place to stay." ”

After the stubble man handed the walkie-talkie back to the middle-aged man's hand, he stepped on the accelerator with his right foot after hanging up the gear.

Large trucks whizzed by, kicking up clouds of dust

The road that should be wide is full of abandoned cars, and some of them are scattered next to a few zombies with hideous faces looking for food.

"Boss, there's really oil!"

As soon as the heavy truck drove into the gas station, the middle-aged man's eyes were locked on a tanker truck.

"There are no zombies in the gas station, so there should be no problem. ”

After the stubble man glanced at the surrounding environment, he turned his head to look at the middle-aged man and said, "You wait for me in the car, I'll go and drive the tanker!"

"Boss, just in case, I'd better go with you! In this way, if you really encounter a zombie raid, I can still give you a cover. ”

"No, you stay here for me, I'm not allowed to go anywhere, the people in the car still need your protection!"

The stubble man shook his head and refused, and after the words fell, he opened the car door and jumped out of the car, cautiously walking towards the tanker truck not far away.

Stomp, stomp!

The more the stubble man walked, the more he felt that something was wrong, it was really because it was too quiet here, and the silence was terrible.

As far as the eye can see, there is not a single zombie in this gas station.

"No matter how much. ”

The stubble man took a deep breath, quickened his pace, and ran towards the tanker.

However, just as it reached the tanker, a zombie suddenly burst out of a room in the distance.

Immediately afterwards, there was a chaotic sound, and one zombie after another appeared in the back of the tanker truck out of nowhere, rushing towards the stubble man, at an extremely fast speed.

"Come back, boss!"

A shout came from a heavy truck not far away.

At this moment, the middle-aged man stuck his head out of the window, and his expression showed anxiety.

Looking back, the stubble man's expression changed suddenly, because a large number of zombies also appeared in the back of the heavy truck.

Without the slightest hesitation, the stubble man took out a small pistol directly from his arms.

Da, da, da!

The stubble man hurried back, and whenever a zombie approached, he would shoot a bullet at the zombie's eyebrows.

"Boss, hurry up!"

The middle-aged man reached out and grabbed the stubble man and dragged him back to the main driver's seat.

Bang!

Close the door, raise the window, start, clutch, gear up, throttle, all in one go!

"Boss, where did these zombies come from? Didn't there just leave a single one in the gas station? Why did so many pop up all at once?"

The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva and looked through the window at the growing number of zombies outside, with a little horror between his eyebrows.

"Mutation, these zombies have mutated! They seem to have developed wisdom and learned to hide in the shadows!"

The big man with stubble took a deep breath, his brows furrowed tightly, these zombies in the gas station were different from the zombies they had encountered before.

Compared to the latter, their bodies seemed to be soaked, and their whole body was punched, and their walking speed was much faster.

The most terrifying thing is that these zombies seem to have opened their minds and learned to set a trap and catch turtles in the urn!

"Boom!"

A dull thud sounded.

Looking over his head, a zombie was leaning on the side of the co-pilot's window, with a hideous expression, baring his teeth at the middle-aged man.

"Boss, what now? There are zombies all around, we can't get out! There is not much fuel in the car!" The middle-aged man glanced at the countless zombies outside the car, and was overshadowed.

The stubble man didn't speak, but while driving, he took out a black spar card from his arms.

Looking at the black spar card, the stubble man gritted his teeth and fell into hesitation.

............

The red sun rises, the light shines obliquely on the earth, and the bluestone bricks on Anyi Road reflect a little spot of light.

Wanjie Pawnshop, second floor.

Knock knock!

There was a quick knock on the door.

"Boss, get up! It's time to open the store, and tomorrow is the Western Yuan Festival! Sister Mo and I have made an appointment last night, and we will accompany her to Zhengyang Street to buy things this morning. ”

Bingtong stood outside the hidden door, and the whole person was very energetic.

"Tongtong, what do you mean, don't look at the store today?"

Chu Bei rubbed his sleepy eyes, glanced at the door on the south side, stretched lazily, and yawned.

"Of course not! It's because I don't have time that I'm here to wake you up!"

Bing Tongtong's slightly playful voice came from outside the door.

"That's it, you go play! Now, I'll leave this task to look after the store!"

Chu Bei grunted, jumped off the bed, and put on his clothes.

"Ding Dong!"

However, as soon as he reached the doorknob, a gurgling sound sounded in his head.

The next moment, the four big characters of the Resident Evil Plane in the Resident Evil Plane on the Perception Sea Panel lit up with golden light.