Chapter 022: Crossing the Bridge
At present, regardless of the situation of other Dao realms, the situation of Sichuan and Shu Dao is probably as follows:
Elderly people with poor physical fitness, especially those with high blood pressure, are the first wave of living corpse mutations;
Middle-aged people who often stay up late, have irregular work and rest, or smoke very violently, and are weak are the source of the second wave of living corpse mutations;
People whose psychological quality is not up to par, who have particularly large mood swings, and people who are seriously injured and have not been bandaged in time, are the source of the third wave of living corpse mutations;
After that, there were no large-scale mutations of living corpses, but sporadic mutations of unlucky eggs one after another.
After all, living corpses also have to be eaten, and the meat that reaches the mouth, even if it becomes the same kind, cannot escape the life of being eaten.
As for the distribution of survivors, there is little regularity, but it can be broadly divided into three categories.
Survivors who hide in enclosed spaces such as homes, offices, hotel rooms, or sewers in a timely manner, and are not found by living corpses, or who successfully hold on;
Survivors of the Guardian Car who are away from home, or flee for their lives, and find that other cities are also full of living corpses;
Itinerant survivors who are not in an enclosed space, and do not have cars, but are in a remote area with few people, or kill or run, and finally save their lives.
Wang Ye now belongs to the third type, a survivor wandering outside.
Although he is very mobile and can become a survivor of the first type of stronghold at any time, as long as he has not rushed back to Gujun's house, he is still a wanderer who longs to return home.
With the assistance of motorcycles, although there were some small troubles on the road from time to time, such as living corpses blocking the road, such as rivers blocking the road, but after more than two hours, Wang Ye still managed to kill back to Gujun County from Jiazhou.
There was only one big hurdle left in his way home.
Bridge.
Crossing the bridge across the river that is completely blocked and there are many living corpses.
In the last three kilometers from home, he can quickly return home as soon as he crosses the bridge.
He got out of the motorcycle.
The bridge is blocked, and motorcycles can't get in.
And the oil gauge was red, he wasn't sure how much oil was left, and he didn't plan to take a long detour to see if the road conditions of the other bridges were good.
From Xiandu to Jiazhou, and then from Jiazhou to Gujun, in order to reduce the risk as much as possible, he has taken too many detours.
But now, there are only the last three kilometers left.
However, although he didn't plan to make any more detours, Wang Ye was not in a hurry.
Still calm, he calmly walked from the highway to the empty riverside stall, put down his schoolbag and took out snacks.
I didn't eat too much at noon, and I consumed a lot because of the motorcycle team. In order to cross the bridge smoothly, he chose to replenish his energy now.
The snacks in his bag were enough for him to eat, but the bread was gone, and only biscuits and chocolates were left, so he had to drink half a bottle of water.
After rubbing his abdomen and resting for a few minutes, he took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Ye Ling:
"I've arrived at the Gugun Bridge, ready to cross the bridge. I'll be able to get home soon, you wait for me on the balcony, don't come back yet."
He tied the pig-killing knife and the boning knife to the inside surface of the bag, adjusted the position again, and then put the bag back on his back, and stuck the two homemade long-handled weapons between his back and the bag.
The spare meat chopping knife and mace that were originally placed were taken out by him and held them separately.
Wang Ye grabbed a meat chopping knife in his left hand and a mace in his right hand, returned to the shore, and walked to the bridge.
Faced with a series of crashes and completely blocked the bridge, he didn't even think about drilling the gap between the cars, but jumped up directly, stepped on the front cover of the car and jumped on the roof, and then jumped between the roof and the roof of the car.
With the movement of his step, the Gujun Bridge was completely active, and the living corpses that were originally hiding all rose up one after another.
A trace of doubt flashed in Wang Ye's heart, were these hiding living corpses hiding from the sun, or were they resting quietly in order to reduce energy consumption?
The thought flashed in a flash.
In the future, there will be opportunities to be curious.
Now, it's just a matter of crossing the bridge.
The living corpses that were close to him had been left behind by him before they could react.
If it weren't for the fear of being caught or slipping, he would even have the heart to step on the head of a living corpse like a hero in a martial arts movie.
A quarter of the distance was quickly broken by Wang Ye.
But as we approached the middle of the bridge, there were already living corpses that had reacted in advance, and I don't know whether they had hit them by mistake or looked like them, or jumped on the roof of the car, or climbed onto the hood of the car.
Wang Ye was not afraid.
Swing your weapon as you move forward and greet the living corpse directly.
He doesn't seek to kill the living, he only seeks to knock them down.
The roof of the car was already a bit slippery, and the living corpse didn't know how to sink its center of gravity. As long as it is not a living corpse on all fours, after jumping on the roof of the car, Wang Ye can knock it down with a hammer.
And there was a living corpse with limbs on the ground, not only did not passively wait for Wang Ye to approach, but also took the initiative to attack and pounced on Wang Ye in the air.
Seeing this, after Wang Ye jumped on the front cover of the car in front of him, he did not continue to rush forward, but bent his legs and pressed down, and then jumped back after dissolving the potential energy.
At this moment, the living corpses that pounced on them suddenly flew into the air.
Wang Ye didn't dwell on it, avoided the living corpse that fell in front of him, jumped on the roof of the car next to him, and continued to rush forward.
In fact, if you really want to say it, there are not too many living corpses on the bridge, and Wang Ye will only encounter the living corpses after advancing at least four meters.
He mainly did not dare to delay.
Living corpses have tenacious vitality and are difficult to kill, unlike the living people who can be boldly killed close to each other. Once the entanglement delays time, the rest of the living corpses surround him, Wang Ye's fists are invincible with four hands, and if he can't break through, he can only wait for death.
As for jumping from the bridge to the water, Wang Ye didn't even want to think about it.
He's constantly moving forward, breaking through, like parkour.
The only difference from parkour is that there are always living corpses jumping out to intercept them.
Swing left, sweep right. Jump sideways, spin around.
Wang Ye felt that the weapon in his hand was becoming more and more proficient, like an extension of his hands, which could always accurately hit the living corpse, and then it was like an easy push, pushing the living corpse back to the ground without too much effort.
It's like Tai Chi, borrowing strength, saving effort, and leading others.
But it seems that Wang Ye's performance is too rampant, and God wants to play a joke on him.
In a bus in the middle of the bridge, all the cars died, and the last remaining living corpse driver was originally lying on a piece of corpse with his eyes closed to rest and evolve.
But as Wang Ye broke into the middle of the bridge, the noisy movement was like a signal, stimulating the living corpse driver to open his eyes.
It's hungry again.
"Whew!"
With a roar, the eyes of the living corpse driver looked at Wang Ye through the blood-spattered and cracked glass.
The invisible coercive momentum pierced the space and shrouded Wang Ye.
Wang Ye was startled, his feet were slow, he couldn't stand firmly, he hurriedly leaned forward, and the hammer in his right hand also smashed forward, smashing on the roof of the car, and then he stood firmly on the front cover of a red car by the reaction force.
Evolutionary?
Following his intuition, Wang Ye looked at the bus in front of him, a bus that hit the back of the van slightly sideways.
As if due to the impact, the front windshield of the bus was full of spider-like cracks.
At this moment, the living corpse driver smashed the front windshield with a punch and jumped out of the car.
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