Fifty kilometers west of the Siming Mountain Refuge.

Two darkened Land Rovers are driving fast on winding mountain roads.

Although the road was crooked, I could still see the general direction of progress.

They are heading towards the city of N.

Along the way, it cannot be said that there were no zombies or mutated creatures during the journey, but the two Land Rovers were not affected at all, and driving in this apocalyptic world is like driving in their own back garden.

If you can look inside through the blackout windows, you can see that the two Land Rovers are not identical.

There were four people in the car at the back, all dressed in identical black uniforms, two men and two women, well-proportioned.

All wore silver masks on their faces, obscuring most of their faces.

The eyes exposed to the outside were extremely cold, and there was no emotion in sight.

It's as if these four people are just mechanical puppets, not living humans.

And in the front car, there is only a burly strong man.

He was also wearing a black uniform, but unlike the others behind him, his arms seemed to be exposed due to his strong strength.

Not only that, but the palm he holds on the steering wheel is also very strange.

Five fingers are thicker than normal humans can reach!

Knotted muscles and intertwined green tendons are all over it, all of which show its terrifying grip ability.

But that's not the weirdest part of the whole car.

The strangest thing is the structure of the car.

Except for the cab, which is still normal, the rest of the positions are welded with strong steel plates.

It's as if the entire Land Rover has been converted into a cargo pulling car, and the position that should have been used in the back has become a sealed storage space.

Whenever the strong man pressed on something, or the body bumped too badly, there would be a clanging sound in the space behind him.

It was as if some heavy metal object had been placed inside.

The two cars went one after the other, and soon they climbed over a small hill along the road.

Seeing that the road conditions in front of him were finally smoother, the strong man twisted his creaking neck, ready to slam the accelerator to increase the speed of the car.

But at this moment, there was a wet slapping sound in the enclosed space behind him.

It's as if someone has used a towel soaked in water and lightly whipped it on a steel plate.

When the strong man heard the sound, he immediately reined in the strength of his feet, tilted his head and was silent for a while, and reached out to grab the walkie-talkie on the co-pilot's seat.

"Number two, slow down, let's go to the village in front of us, and the apostle will replenish the blood food."

After saying this, the strong man threw the walkie-talkie to the passenger seat, hit the steering wheel in his hand, and pulled the front of the car to the southeast fork in the road.

The walkie-talkie lying in the passenger seat first emitted an unpleasant white noise, and then came a crisp answer.

"Roger."

……

The other end.

Four military trucks were moving along the road, and it was the four search teams led by Xu Xiaoxiao.

Their target this time was a small village forty-five kilometers west of the Simingshan Shelter.

Dig deeper to gather supplies and see if you can replenish the shelter with survivors.

Although it has been nearly two months since the catastrophe broke out, the survivors who can be saved around have already been saved.

The rest are also settlements for the group to keep warm, and they are very resistant to the military refuge like the Simingshan Refuge.

But there was hope in the matter, and it would be good if the shelter could be repopulated.

In these last days, if the Vault wants to grow, the population is the key.

If everyone dies, no matter how much food there is in the Siming Mountain Shelter, it will only be empty of Baoshan.

Among the four military trucks, Xu Xiaoxiao was naturally at the forefront.

At this moment, the girl was lying on the steering wheel with a sad face, while vigilantly looking at the surrounding situation.

It stands to reason that she, as the leader of this search mission, should not perform such a duty as driving.

After all, the environment in the post-apocalyptic world is so dangerous that no one can predict that something will pop out of the grass on the side of the road in the next second.

In order to ensure the safety of the team, someone must come out to take on the task of guarding.

However, this kind of task is usually carried out by the tour leader.

But when it was Xu Xiaoxiao's turn, the situation became different.

Li Baiyi and Xian Yuqi directly spread their hands, saying that they didn't even have a driver's license, so they couldn't drive at all.

Lu Yu was eager to try, but Xu Xiaoxiao probably heard about the young man's driving skills from Gu Changfeng, so he didn't think about it, and directly refused.

Just kidding, they're on a mission, not to die.

So after going back and forth, in the end, the glorious and arduous task of driving fell back to the girl.

Although it is a military truck, it is not the usual kind of small truck with only two seats.

Including the cab, there are six seats in total, enough for everyone to sit.

The cargo boxes in the rear are also large enough to hold the expected supplies.

Feeling the bumps in the road, Lu Yu, who was sitting in the co-pilot, lowered the window, supported his cheek with one hand, and looked around in a daze.

Compared with Xu Xiaoxiao's vigilance, he seemed to have come out to enjoy the scenery, not to mention vigilance, not even a little nervousness.

The two old men in the back seat were even more outrageous, and they didn't know what they were talking about, and the topic would go from east to west, from astronomy to geography.

Xu Xiaoxiao also tried to keep up with the rhythm of the conversation between the two old men, but after only listening for a minute, she gave up.

Because she understood every word of the two old men's chat, but when they were integrated, it became a mess.

Due to the rugged mountain road, the vehicle drove on the road for an hour before driving 25 kilometers.

Glancing at the mileage on the dashboard, Xu Xiaoxiao opened his mouth to remind.

"If we don't go another kilometer, we will have to face a completely unknown area, Boss Lu, roll up the window......"

Lu Yu heard this, raised his eyebrows, and did so silently.

It's just that when the window was closed, the two old men in the back stopped chatting and focused on the girl's reminder.

"This little friend, listening to what you said just now, the radiation range of this Siming Mountain Shelter is only thirty kilometers?"

The first to speak was naturally Li Baiyi, the slightly chubby old man stroked his beard, even if he was sitting, he just put on a fairy wind bone.

"Yes, Grandpa Li Baiyi, because the army is short of people, it is already very extreme to be able to clear 30 kilometers."

After saying this, Xu Xiaoxiao seemed to think of something again, and added.

"The radiation area on the east side of the shelter is more extensive, because there is a four-season settlement there, and there are more traffic arteries, so it is easy to clean."

"......I see," Li Baiyi responded, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Hmph, what are you doing with the strength of Fenarausz, if you want me to say, wouldn't it be good to directly arrange the elite and go deep into the area with abundant materials?"

The irascible Envy Seven snorted coldly, obviously dissatisfied with the military's approach.

"Grandpa Seventh Envy, what you said makes sense, this will indeed reduce a large part of the manpower occupation, but in the same way, it will inevitably increase the risk of personnel loss."

"Hmph, that's because you're all too weak......"

Hearing Xu Xiaoxiao's explanation, Envy Yuqi snorted coldly again and muttered in a low voice.

Hearing such 'irresponsible' words, the girl was slightly annoyed in her heart, but considering the age of the other party, she didn't directly refute it.

That's right, compared to the danger outside, the strength of the fighters in the Siming Mountain Shelter is indeed weaker.

But they're already working hard to get stronger.

No equipment, no experimental environment.

It is impossible to unravel the mysteries of the secondary virus in this small shelter.

It is not easy to get to where we are today.

Just when Xu Xiaoxiao was slandering in his heart, the road in front of him ushered in a sharp turn.

It is a curve that can often be encountered in the mountains, and in order to compensate for the lack of sight, a convex mirror is installed on one side of the road.

But the convex mirror of the curve in front of Xu Xiaoxiao was in a damaged state.

A huge hole was broken in the mirror, as if it had been smashed by something.

Losing sight to make up for it, the girl subconsciously stepped on the brakes lightly, reducing the speed of the military truck.

However, just as the front of the car was about to turn the corner, a black shadow suddenly came out of the corner and hit the windshield with a bang!

Because everything happened so fast, Xu Xiaoxiao didn't have time to react, and subconsciously slammed the car on the side of the mountain and slammed the steering wheel.

The already unhappy military truck approached the mountain, and was hit by such a dozen steering wheels, and the body suddenly rubbed against the rock wall.

After a shrill grinding sound, it creaked to a halt.

It was at this time that everyone in the car saw what was on the windshield.

It was a small, skinny animal, about the size of a three-year-old child, with long slender limbs and alopecia patches.

Although the hard windshield was not smashed by this thing, it also cracked a spider web-like pattern, and it looked like it could shatter at any time.

"Is this a monkey?"

It was Lu Yu who spoke first, he stared at the animal on the windshield in a daze, and said with some uncertainty.

"Looks like ......"

Li Baiyi pulled his goatee and poked his chubby old face forward.

“…… It's just a monkey, how do you drive, girl! ”

The seven eyebrows of the envy were upside down, and he looked like he was about to get angry.

"No, this is no ordinary monkey ......"

Although Xu Xiaoxiao was frightened by the scene in front of him, after Lu Yu and others took turns to ask, he also recovered immediately, and pointed to the thin monkey on the windshield and spoke.

"It must have been infected by a secondary virus, eh, where is the switch on the wiper, just scrape it down and it's over......"

A hint of impatience appeared on the young man's face, and his eyes wandered over the dashboard, trying to find the switch for the wiper on/off.

Although this sounds very unreliable, the strange monkey in the car window is indeed still in a coma.

It seems that he hit too hard, and he was confused all of a sudden.

Starting the wipers, it really seems like a good option......