I know it's too whimsical to control this zombie with a chip, not to mention that the chip hasn't worked out yet.

But there is always a way better than no way, even if there is little hope, and now the slim hope is gone.

"I'll go." Gu Yu wanted to let go of me, but I grabbed me tightly.

"It's strong."

"It's okay, trust me."

The gunfire outside the shed continued, driving everyone to one place, and then the number of zombies responsible for annihilation was staggering.

Someone slapped the black cloud of my spiritual body, wanting to go back to the greenhouse to avoid the zombies, I can't detect the zombies without brain waves, if I open a passage for them, the zombies will also rush into the greenhouse.

"Let them in, let them in!" Old Joe shook my shoulder, "Didn't you hear them calling for help?" ”

Tom helped me sit up, he was not as innocent as Old Joe, but he couldn't bear to ignore the cries for help from outside, "Just open the door where you can see it, and I'll help you solve the zombies." ”

I was staring at the entrance of the greenhouse, we were only about ten steps from the entrance, and Tom moved me back two meters to make sure that the people rushing in wouldn't hit me with the force.

I endured the feeling of suffocation and opened the door at the entrance, and Old Joe shouted to the people outside, "Go to the entrance, come in through the entrance." ”

When he reminded him, someone had already discovered that there was a loophole in the black cloud of the spirit body, and with a roar, the zombies also rushed in after him.

Tom's marksmanship is okay, one of the four shots can get a headshot, and the other three are all pinched and blown up in the head by my spirit body black cloud.

However, the fallen zombie got up from the ground again after twitching on all fours, and the survivor who fled first relaxed too early and was pounced on by the zombie who got up again.

The headless zombie naturally couldn't bite anyone, but its half-rotten palm pierced the man's belly and pulled his intestines out.

Tom had shot the man to death, his internal organs turned out, and he didn't have a chance to operate on it right away, even if he could live a little longer.

Tom shot the zombie fourteen times, breaking its limbs, and though its stump and torso were still spasmodic, it was finally out of threat.

The other zombies were pinched into soft creatures by the spirit body black cloud, and the black cloud changed into the shape of a giant python, tightly wrapped around them, and shattered all the bones in their bodies.

"Help-" The defeated survivors hurriedly retreated to the shed, they must have known that this brainless zombie could not be crippled easily, so they gave up the struggle and fled back.

The more people they fled back, the more zombies came back, and for a while, bullets flew everywhere and flesh and blood splattered.

The sound of gunfire at close range shook my ears almost deaf, and the corpses quickly blocked the entrance, and the people inside ran out of ammunition, but the zombies were still surging.

"Move the corpse away, the people outside can't get in!" Old Joe was about to rush upwards as he spoke, but Tom grabbed him, Tom's bullets had run out, and he was holding a dagger by my side.

"Seal the entrance, you can't let people go anymore." Tom glared at Old Joe with a resolute look in his eyes, but the words were spoken to me.

If they are released again, they can only fight hand-to-hand with brainless zombies, and the flesh and blood of human beings have no chance of winning in the face of zombies who are still powerful without heads.

"Are you crazy? What are you talking about? She's got powers, as long as we move the corpses away—" Old Joe yelled excitedly.

"No, my brother is still outside, don't close the door."

"Let them in!"

"What do you eat for your abilities?"

The survivors who had fled into the shed gathered around, although there were no bullets in the guns, but they had other weapons on them, knives, axes and clubs in their hands, and their faces were stained with blood and bloodshot eyes, and this group of guys was on the verge of an emotional breakdown, and they would turn against each other if they didn't agree.

Realizing this, I decided to put up with it for the time being, in case the zombie crisis outside is resolved, and the other survivors come back and find out that I killed their people, it will cause another senseless conflict.

"You listen to them?" The expression of the mouse seller was surprised, "They treat you like this, you still want to save them?" ”

I really want to say that I'm just afraid of trouble, killing people is very simple, but the contradictions in the matter can't all be solved by killing, and besides, it's them who are dangerous if they don't close the entrance, since they are willing to fight with brainless zombies, why should I die and beg for nothing?

But the lack of oxygen made it impossible for me to explain much, and I didn't want to say a word, just let the entrance open and let more people and zombies in.

I was about to use the black cloud of the spirit body as a shield to protect a few people on our side, but the mouse seller suddenly grabbed my oxygen cylinder, snapped, and ripped off the oxygen tube.

"Stubborn." The rat seller removes his glasses and removes two black films from his eyeballs, revealing two dark gray pupils.

Tom's eyes were quick, and he swung the dagger at the mouse seller, and Old Joe grabbed the broken oxygen tube, trying to get the tape to glue it, and at this time, several brainless zombies rushed in, one of them rushed towards us, and Old Joe had no choice but to give up the oxygen tube, pick up a rifle without bullets from the ground, and hold the muzzle end as a burning stick.

Oddly enough, after the oxygen tube broke, my breathing was much easier, but my abilities were suppressed again.

I really pressed the gourd and lifted the scoop, I sighed in my heart, and pulled out a half-meter-long firewood knife from the hand of a corpse next to me.

The owner of this knife didn't know how to do it, the blade of the ordinary firewood knife was extremely sharp, and cutting zombies was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

It's a pity that its owner was besieged by three brainless zombies at the same time, and the speed couldn't keep up, and the throat made the zombie bite out of a bloody hole, and he was still staring at when he died.

Chopping off heads, chopping arms, chopping legs, according to the standard order, I solved the eight zombies in one go, and the black cloud of the spirit body disappeared when the oxygen was cut off, and without the barrier of the black cloud wall, we could hear the situation outside clearly.

"Where is it?" I retreated to the mouse seller and Tom, the blood-dripping wood knife resting on the mouse seller's neck, and the two of them were engaged in hand-to-hand combat, pinching each other's necks to be exact, and my joining suddenly brightened the tide of battle.

"You human lackey, phew..."The body of the mouse seller was crooked, and the artery in his neck hit the blade of the knife, and I hurriedly drew the knife, but it was still too late.

Blood poured out of the severed veins, and there was no cure for such an injury, and he let go of Tom and fell to the ground with a disdainful smile at me.

"Ahem-a-" Tom coughed violently, his dark face flushed, "He, he's human, right?" ”

"Yes." I turned around and cut off the head of a zombie and pulled Tom up from the ground, and old Joe gasped and retreated to us, his face flushed and he could wash his face with sweat.

"Okay, stop fighting, run quickly, there is still a car outside." I heard the sound of the car starting before, and in addition to the people outside retreating into the greenhouse, a considerable number of people chose to flee by car, but there will definitely not be a car left, after all, there are still many dead people in the greenhouse.

The plastic greenhouse is already full of holes at the moment, the zombies are going crazy to break in, and the rest of the people are ready to run out.

Someone scolded me for being garbage, and I didn't use it at the critical moment, but caused them to run in and die, I didn't bother to bother with them, Gu Yu didn't come back for a long time, with his ability, he shouldn't be able to cover the greenhouse, even if he loses my spiritual body black cloud, there should be an air cover to protect us.

But now there is nothing, every time as long as we are separated, it will be no good thing, and the dark clouds in my heart are overwhelming, kicking a brainless zombie away, and rushing out of the greenhouse.

"Damn it." Without the ability detection, it was dark and rainy outside, and I couldn't see where Gu Yu was at all.

The one who sells rats is not a zombie, at least in terms of smell, he is still a person, but why does he call me a lackey of humans?

Could it be that he took refuge in the big zombie and stood on the opposite side of humanity?

I feel a pain in my temples, this zombie in Guang Province is not only capable, but also captures the hearts of 'people'!

As a lackey of the human race, I felt that such an unstable factor as it must be eliminated for the human race as soon as possible, so I took Old Joe and them to fight their way out and jumped into the nearest cash truck.

Tangmen's cash transport vehicle has been modified, the outer shell has been added with a guard plate, and there is a barbed wire fence on the window, so that zombies can't easily enter.

I drove around the shed, and the survivors who rushed out of the shed with us drove two trucks directly into the corpses, violently hitting a way out.

The corpses were divided into two waves, one wave chased our car, and the other chased them, our car was not as strong as the truck, and if it dragged for a while, it would be wrapped into dumplings by the corpses.

"What are you looking for?" Old Joe sat in the co-pilot's seat, staring nervously at the growing crowd of corpses outside the car.

"It." My gaze finally settled on an area in the foreground right, where a few zombies stood still, as if they were quietly watching, while the zombies around them were running towards us.

"Oh, you said the zombies standing still?" Old Joe noticed them too.

The soldiers could move to fight, but the commander couldn't always run around, so I turned the wheel and rushed towards the zombies who were standing still.

Because there were too many zombies around, the cash truck was hit and swayed from side to side, and the sweat on Lao Qiao's head never broke, he clenched the rifle in his hand, and every time the window was hit by a zombie, his body shook with it.

"We can't park, we can't stop!" Old Joe knew what I was going to do, and hurriedly yelled at me.

"Tom, when the car hits, you can drive." I didn't expect those zombies to stand stupidly and let me hit me, it was a trick, I would jump out of the car when it crashed and Tom would continue driving in my place, they couldn't stay in the encirclement.

"What are you going to do?" Old Joe is always so naïve, I even envy him a little.

"Hope we all have the good luck." Tom knew what I was going to do, and he exhaled and crouched down in the middle of the front seat, ready to take my place at any moment.

"No, no, no, you're going to jump out of the car? No, you're committing suicide, we can rush over, you don't have to do this, it's not your job to kill zombies! "Old Joe tried to hold me, but Tom stopped me.

I maneuvered the car to make a big turnaround before jumping out of the car, swept the zombies near the car door, took advantage of this brief opportunity to push the car door, and jumped sideways.

Tom then closed the door and took over as I drove the car forward, and the zombies dodged away, making way for the cash truck to drive away.