"Boom!"

The motorcycles roared wildly on the wide road.

Under the sky of Montana, there are endless agriculture, forestry and pastures everywhere, distant mountains and rivers, green waters and green mountains, less human carvings, barren mountains and wilderness, trees grow wantonly, grass dances with the wind, more wild and natural beauty.

The Sky Ranch that Zhou Yang and Gil have just occupied covers more than 8,000 hectares, with hillsides, lakes and rivers running through it, but among the many pastures in Montana, it is only in the upper middle reaches.

Of course, in this wasteland, there is no longer a boundary division, and no matter how large the area is, it is only an indifferent number. If you can clean up the zombies and the umbrella company, the entire American continent and the entire earth can be Zhou Yang's private territory!

"Boom~"

Running wildly on the empty state-level highway, Zhou Yang kept banging on the accelerator, and the wind blew violently, and when he swept his cheeks, it hurt like a knife cutting his face.

But the speed of the hurricane made the body secrete adrenaline, which made Zhou Yang extremely excited!

"Woo woo woo~"

Occasionally, there will be scattered zombies wandering on the side of the road, and they will chase after them when they hear the sound, but they are quickly left behind.

It's been almost half a year since I traveled to the world of Resident Evil, and when I first came here, Resident Evil had already been in full swing for two years. From panic and confusion at the beginning, to now half a year has passed, Zhou Yang has adjusted his mentality, gradually adapted to this place, and is still living in this apocalyptic world.

Not long after coming here, Zhou Yang found that he had a one-cube space with him. Although it is not big, it also gives Zhou Yang the capital to gain a firm foothold and settle down in this wasteland!

During the wandering in this wasteland, he also met the heroic and beautiful Jill, and the two got together as a couple, hugged each other, and rubbed to keep warm!

Originally, the two had settled in a small town in California and lived a beautiful world of two, but half a month ago, out of nowhere, two lickers came.

The Licker is fast, stealthy, and like a natural assassin, it's hard to deal with! Eventually, the two had no choice but to abandon most of the supplies they had been hoarding for months, hurriedly packed up the fines, drove across Nevada and Iowa, ventured all the way to sparsely populated Montana, and resettled in Sky Ranch yesterday.

This time, Zhou Yang came out, in addition to the main task of exploring the path, in order to replenish some necessary living materials, as well as guns and ammunition.

Halfway through the morning,

At ten o'clock, Zhou Yang finally came to the destination of this trip, the small town of Enks, not far from Yellowstone Park.

It was originally a small tourist town, with a well-developed service industry and numerous amusement parks.

But now,

The sight is desolate.

The houses that have been in disrepair for a long time have long been mottled, and the colorful billboards have also been eroded and faded under the wind and rain, and they are dilapidated. The cars that collided together, as well as the blackened blood stains on the cars and the ground, and even the occasional disfigured human corpses that had been corrupted and eroded by the wind, made the small town of Enks look like a purgatory on earth, which is terrifying!

The asphalt roads in the small town are not as good as the state roads, and they are unmaintained, and multi-legged arthropods crawl in and out of the cracks.

A scalp-numbing horror town!

However, Zhou Yang's face has not changed at all, in the past six months, he has already seen too much such a scene, and he is no longer strange.

Hard-cowhide Martin boots stomped on the road, crushing a horse that had emerged from a crack in the ground, making a crunching sound.

Grabbing the Steyr assault rifle with the silencer twisted in both hands, Zhou Yang walked around a corpse that had been glued to the ground and did not distinguish between each other, and walked towards the shop in the small city.

Enks is not a big city, with a permanent population of no more than 5,000 and only about 20,000 tourists. It started out as a spontaneous market for farmers and ranchers from the surrounding areas to meet, shop, and trade, and later became a small town as it became more and more famous. Later, because of its proximity to Yellowstone Park, tourism slowly developed, and it gradually became its current scale.

However, all this is a thing of the past.

Montana is the cradle of cowboys in the West, and these small towns formed spontaneously by farmers and ranchers are naturally indispensable to gun shops.

Zhou Yang soon found a gun shop with a sign that read "GUNSHOP EFFECTS".

The glass door of the gun shop had already been broken open, and when he walked to the door of the store, Zhou Yang found that the scale of this gun shop was not small.

However, it is a pity that the gun shop has obviously been patronized by the predecessors, the thick glass counter has long been smashed, the place where the guns were originally placed is empty, there are some bullet casings on the ground that have fallen to the ground, and there are many bullet holes in the surrounding walls, which seems to tell Zhou Yang that there was a shootout here.

Zhou Yang put away the Steyr rifle.

He pulled out the pistol under his ribs and silently screwed on a muffler.

"Bell."

Zhou Qiang gently tapped the steel pillar on the side of the gate with a pistol, and suddenly made a sound of metal knocking.

The next moment,

"Whew!"

A muffled roar of a beast suddenly sounded, and with a violent collision sound, a zombie stood up from behind the counter!

It was a shriveled zombie, with a gunshot wound to the heart of the chest, and the skin around it had already festered, even revealing the gray ribs, revealing the black viscera that had been glued together inside.

As for the face, it has long been corrupted, and the gray eyeballs in the empty eye sockets, staring closely at the living thing in front of him, make people feel an eerie and terrifying feeling that the yin wind has blown into the cracks of the bones.

"Poof!"

Before the restless zombie could get around the counter, a bullet swirled into its head, making a fist-sized hole in the back of its head, and black brains splattered against the wall, quieting it for a second time.

Martin boots stepped on the bullet casings on the ground and searched the store.

However, I don't know that after a few raids by survivors, there really isn't anything left. Zhou Yang walked to the corner of the staircase, stepped on the stairs, and headed towards the second floor.

Going up to the second floor, the windows are covered by curtains, and the lighting is not as good as the first floor, and it is dark and not very clear.

"Click."

With a soft sound, the tactical flashlight hung on the pistol, and the aperture was turned to spread out to illuminate the second floor.

"Bell Grows ······"

He grabbed an empty beer can and threw it out, making a series of crashing sounds in the quiet space.

Then, still as silent as before, there was no response.

Zhou Yang walked to the window, pulled the curtains, and tore one of them open!

"Ahem, cough, cough, ······"

The dust that flew up made Zhou Yang's nose itch, and he couldn't help but sneeze a few times one after another. And as the curtains opened, the room suddenly lit up!

"Huh?"

The next moment,

Zhou Yang's body shook suddenly, and he suddenly disappeared in place out of thin air.

And a zombie that had just woken up and pounced suddenly lost its locked prey, and stood there in confusion, as if wondering where its prey had gone.