Chapter 172: The Pretending of Failure

Big cities are different from small counties, just the roads that extend in all directions give Wang Lei a headache, this is not a lot that can be easily defended by blocking one or two openings, but once these roads can't be blocked, so that the zombies gather, everyone can only retreat in the end. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Lei, who is accustomed to plugging and trapping tactics, really couldn't adapt to this road environment for a while.

Looking at the icon of the large supermarket displayed on the map, Wang Lei was very unwilling in his heart, and began to seriously ponder the weakness of the zombies.

Not to mention, this pondering really made him come up with a way.

"Don't worry, I have a way, isn't your mortar capable of hitting more than 5,000 meters at the farthest? Bring two mortars over and hit him, how far can I bomb him, let's give the zombies a sound." Wang Lei said to Qin Guotao with a smile.

"But....... If you use sound to attract zombies, you have to keep firing cannons, wait until these zombies are lured away, and then we will clean up the remaining zombies, and finally we have to spend a lot of time carrying supplies, which will make noise for at least an hour, and how many shells will be wasted!" Qin Guotao retorted.

Mortars can hit a long distance, and the sound made when it explodes can also attract zombies well, but the sound of shell explosions is only a moment, so the time to attract the attention of zombies will definitely not exceed four seconds.

In other words, a cannonball must be fired every four seconds to have the effect of continuously attracting zombies.

But with the movement speed of these zombies, it will take at least ten minutes or so for them to be attracted by the cannonballs, and it will take an hour for everyone to clean up the remaining zombies and collect and carry materials.

Two mortars took turns firing artillery, firing one shell every four seconds, fifteen shells a minute, and the consumption of nearly 900 shells in an hour, just for the supplies of a supermarket, was a huge loss.

"Who said you should fire for an hour? two minutes of shelling is enough, and I'll take care of the rest. Wang Lei said with confidence.

Since the surrounding roads extend in all directions, it is a favorable condition for the gathering of zombies, and it is also a good battlefield for a second-level evolutionary like Wang Lei.

Half an hour later, two mortars had been delivered, and Wang Lei had already memorized the road map in the vicinity.

I saw him turn over and ride on the phantom with a fanged gun in his hand, and then turned his head to Mu Chunrou and explained: "I will only take Xiaohong and the phantom, and as soon as the cannon stops, you will let the mutant beasts hurry up and destroy the zombies that are still stranded in the vicinity, remember not to leave the zombie heads as much as possible." ”

Wang Lei planned to lead the two mutant beasts, taking advantage of the sound of the cannon to attract the attention of the zombies, rush into the city to kill, and wait until the cannon sound is over, he will take the zombies around in a circle, trying to lure the zombies away.

At that time, Wang Lei only needs to hold on for about three minutes, and the zombie heads killed by him will replace the cannonballs to attract zombies, which will greatly relieve his own pressure, plus the number of zombies in the vicinity is not very large now, and there should be no problem until Qin Guotao and others finish transporting the materials.

"Lao Qin, you have to hurry up here, if I can't hold on, I will definitely use the walkie-talkie to notify you in advance, then you don't care about those materials, you can take as much as you can, the most important thing is to save your life, if you get it here, and the walkie-talkie can't contact me, then hit a signal flare, I will meet you as soon as possible after I get the signal." Wang Lei said to Qin Guotao.

Because the walkie-talkie is affected by the distance, sometimes it can't be contacted, and it can only be used to transmit information in a pre-agreed way, and the signal flare is one of the most common transmission methods, of course, if Wang Lei retreats in advance, he can only retreat to Qin Guotao's side, and when the distance is close, the walkie-talkie will be able to communicate.

As the cannon sounded, Xiaohong, the mutant fox who was in charge of opening the way, took the lead in rushing out of the position and ran into the distance, while Wang Lei followed closely behind on the back of the phantom.

Fox Xiaohong's speed is very fast, galloping on a main road, with its height of more than two meters, it is like a heavy truck with the accelerator pedal on the end, and all the zombies in the way, whether it is level 1 or 2, are all knocked out by it.

It seems that in the battle on the city wall, these mutant beasts learned a new skill "Savage Collision" from the third-level zombies, of course, the mutant fox is still not as powerful as the third-level evolved zombies, at least those vehicles that block the road, it does not dare to defend against it.

Although the momentum and power are much worse than those third-level evolved zombies, this mutant fox has only just been promoted to the second-level, and there is still a long way to go before the third-level mutant beast, and it is already very good to have such momentum.

Wang Lei rode on the back of the phantom, although he was also moving at high speed, and it was open-topped, not even a windshield, but he seemed to be used to the feeling of moving at such a high speed, except for the slightly messy hairstyle, the whole person was as immobile as a mountain.

An M-shaped zombie that was hit by a "heavy truck" in front of him had just gotten up from the ground when he was stabbed head-on, a black iron spear, piercing his head.

Wang Lei's strength was just right, the fangs gun stabbed downward from the top of the zombie's head, and when it reached the opponent's neck, his arm was slightly forced, and the opponent's neck was broken in one fell swoop, and the head of the M-shaped zombie was instantly separated from the body.

With a successful blow, a head hung on the fanged gun and quickly left, until more than ten meters away, the headless zombie fell to the ground again, and its body quickly dried and turned into a white bone.

Moving forward more than 2,000 meters quickly, the fanged gun in Wang Lei's hand has turned into a large sugar gourd, and the zombie heads are connected to a spear, and the black blood stains slide down the barrel of the gun, soaking his hand holding the barrel.

"Almost, let's turn around at the next intersection and start hunting zombies. Wang Lei instructed the phantom.

The reason why there was no mass killing on this main road was because this was the back road that Wang Lei left for himself, even if it was a zombie killed along the way, he took away his head.

After the one man and two beasts turned around, Wang Lei brandished the fanged gun and threw the zombie head towards the nearby street storefront, and he still tried to throw it towards the second floor, a place like where he could smell and eat.

Now that he is walking zombies, Wang Lei doesn't care about whether there are survivors in these stores, if there are really living people, then they can only deserve these people to be unlucky.

Big cities are different from county seats, due to the large population, after the outbreak of the disaster, it is even more chaotic, serial car accidents can be seen everywhere, some roads with more traffic, and even the whole is blocked by vehicles after the collision, not to mention survivors, even if zombies walk on these streets, they will be dizzy.

Fortunately, the two mutant beasts are more than two meters tall, and the cars can't block their sight at all, and the mutant beasts who are good at jumping and running are like walking on the ground in this kind of place.

The explosion has stopped, and the zombies have also sensed Wang Lei's breath and are gathering here, but the speed can't keep up for a while.

"It's not going to work like this, it's easy to throw them away, and it looks like we'll have to make some noise for them. Looking at the group of zombies blocked by the maze and slowing down significantly, Wang Lei muttered to himself.

Looking left and right, Wang Lei unexpectedly found a gas canning company.

Hundreds of gas cylinders were neatly stacked in the store, and it seemed that no one was in or out of the store when the disaster struck.

That's right, everyone was busy running for their lives, even if they were collecting supplies, they wouldn't collect gas canisters, after all, the survivors at that time were all running for their lives, and few had the courage to dare to detonate the gas canisters and die with the zombies.

"His grandmother, she didn't bring a gun when she went out, how can you get this!" Wang Lei smashed open the door of the store, picked up a full can of gas, and began to make trouble.

Recently, his strength has risen sharply, and he is facing high-level zombies, Wang Lei's chance of using a gun is almost zero, and in the end, for convenience, he simply didn't even bother to wear a pistol.

Now he has a gas canister in his hand, but nothing detonates, which makes him difficult for a while.

"Yes, fortunately, labor and management brought lighters with them. Wang Yi fumbled in his pocket and found a kerosene lighter.

I saw that he found a place where the car accident was serious and the vehicles were relatively concentrated, and the fanged gun quickly pierced out, piercing several fuel tanks in a row, and then placing more than a dozen gas canisters around it indiscriminately.

After the gas canisters were placed, Wang Lei looked at the gas canning company, there were still hundreds of gas cylinders left, gritted his teeth and said: "Damn, if you want to play, you can play big!"

So he got a large pile of clothes from a clothing store not far away, threw them into the gas company's shop, and drenched them with gasoline.

"It's time to pretend!"

Wang Lei was talking to himself, while taking out the lighter, learning the classic scenes in the movie, preparing to light a cigarette, and then throw the lighter out, and slowly quit the store, if there is another pair of sunglasses, it will be more perfect.

However, what he poured down was gasoline, the volatilization of gasoline was much stronger than kerosene, the lighter was lit, and before he could light a cigarette, the surrounding gasoline automatically burned, so frightened that Wang Lei threw away the lighter directly and escaped from the store in embarrassment.

"Damn, this ...... There is no lighter, the cigarette is not lit, how can I put the fire on the side of the car!" Wang Lei, who escaped from the store, suddenly realized that it seemed that he had to set two fires, otherwise wouldn't the other place be in vain?

Originally, I planned to pretend to be a good force, and then use the lit cigarette to detonate the gas tank on the side of the car, but there was an accident, and I saw that the fire in the store had risen, and who knew when it would explode, and now I rushed in to light a cigarette to find death.

The phantom seemed to see Wang Lei's thoughts, only to see it quickly run to the pile of cars where the gas canisters were placed, stretched out its sharp front paws, and slashed at the gasoline-soaked ground.

"Zi"

The claws rubbed against each other on the concrete floor, bringing up a string of sparks, and the gasoline was ignited instantly, and at this time, the phantom had already jumped five meters away, turned around gracefully, and slowly walked towards Wang Lei.

"Good fellow, I'm your master, and you're so embarrassed for me. Wang Lei said sourly.

He pretended to be slapped in the face, but instead fulfilled his mount, which made Wang Lei even more embarrassed.

As if knowing that his master was unhappy, the phantom trotted to Wang Lei's side and lay on the ground, once again using the tricks he learned from the dog, and began to curry favor with Wang Lei.

"It's pretty much the same, you have to figure it out, I will always be your master, and without my orders in the future, you can't call the shots on your own, forget it this time, don't you know if it's an example?" Wang Lei said.

The reason why Wang Lei educated the phantom was not just because the phantom stole his limelight, it was a good thing that the mutant beasts were smart and had their own thoughts, because they could understand and carry out the master's orders very well, but once they made their own decisions, whether it was right or wrong, they must be educated immediately.

Because the human evolutionaries are not strong enough to completely suppress the mutant beasts, it is beneficial to take them seriously in this case, otherwise these guys will only become more and more presumptuous, and even rebel one day, which is not impossible, especially for cunning creatures like foxes. (To be continued.) )