Wang Tu locked the car door, sat upright, the steering wheel in his hand was stable at all, and the accelerator was pressed down little by little.

Perhaps due to too much nervousness, a thin layer of sweat began to ooze from the surface of the bronzed skin.

It gathered a lot on the forehead, slowly trickled down, and flowed into the eyes, astringent and spicy.

The clothes were almost completely wet, sweat soaked through the vest, and well-defined muscle contours emerged.

At this time, the sun was released by a black cloud, and a ray of light came from between the buildings and shone into the car.

It reflects the shape that sits firmly like a pine, with an almost perfect body shape and an extraordinarily strong body.

Bend your legs with your feet close to the accelerator. The two hands, bursting with green tendons and blood vessels, are held on the gear knob...... On the steering wheel.

His teeth creaked, his back was against the cushion, and his expression was hideous and excited.

A pair of dark eyes, as if they would really shine, faintly emitted undisguised anger and hatred.

At this moment, he is going to judge and discipline...... Zombie.

A group of people who are obviously dead, but they have destroyed everything that was originally good, made the dead uneasy, and left the survivors almost nowhere to go.

To tell the truth, the kings were very afraid, afraid that sooner or later, they would be lost like them.

I'm even more afraid that I will die alone.

"There are many things I haven't done...... Wang Tu said silently in his heart with a heavy heart.

The next moment, he was covered in ferocity, like a beast out of his cage, and a roar of rage exploded in the cab.

"...... All of them, give ...... Old...... Child...... Die! ”

At this moment, anger and fear, all of them are released and vented.

……

From the end of the world to the present, he has been changing, trying to change his shortcomings, trying to ...... Allow yourself to be cold, even ruthless.

"If you want to be a qualified soldier, you can't be a soft-hearted person anymore."

He had said this to himself countless times in his dreams.

Why in a dream.

Because, since the moment he took off his military uniform and wore a red flower on his chest, he never had the opportunity to be a qualified soldier again.

After joining the army for eight years, starting from the most ordinary grassroots company, step by step, paying unimaginable sweat, blood and tears, he stood out from thousands of comrades-in-arms and was selected into the wolf's tooth detachment, which is known as the "sword in the army".

The soldiers there are eager to join the army before they become soldiers, and when they become one of them, they are eager to step on the battlefield.

The horse leather shroud, although it is still glorious in death, this is unique, their own dream.

Like them, Wang Tu has developed excellent skills and can carry out all kinds of arduous tasks.

But there is one of the biggest diseases - that is, soft-heartedness.

Growing up in peacetime, he couldn't see the old man die, and he didn't want to do anything to the child.

In the words of the instructor Leng Yantao, it is ...... "cheap".

He pointed at the nose of the king disciple more than once, jumped and scolded angrily: "Wang disciple, why don't you wear a skirt to be a virgin when you step on a horse?" Some people just deserve to die, whether they are men, women, young or old, they can't be soft on the enemy. ”

"Otherwise, they will kill you, drink your blood, gnaw your flesh, and spit on your corpse."

"In that case, you're a loser, you're garbage."

"Lao Tzu regrets bringing a soldier like you."

……

These words are too profound to be easily forgotten.

In fact, on the train, looking at the slightly old soldier with an extremely gloomy back, Wang Tu had already figured it out a little.

There is nothing wrong with killing those who deserve to be killed. Some people, indeed, deserve to die.

Until ———— end times came.

No matter what the survivors are, these ugly zombies are really damn existences.

Now, he just wants to live, and he doesn't want to ...... Become the hell they are.

Splatters of blood, stained with other colored liquids, sticky and thick, obscured two-thirds of the front windshield.

There was even a calf that I don't know who it was, flying up and stuck on the right antenna, swinging gently as the mining vehicle moved.

Such a terrifying scene is tempered by the strong smell of blood, which is an impact and challenge to the sight, smell, and spirit, and it may be difficult for others to maintain their composure.

But Wang Tu's eyes were deep, looking ahead, and his expression did not change at all.

It wasn't until the crawler ran over a fatter zombie whose entire body burst like a balloon, and a thick layer of bright yellow grease splashed on the windshield and obscured the king's vision, that he gently lifted it up with his left index finger and turned on the wipers.

Look at the four roads, listen to all directions, and choose the most suitable driving route.

The virus spread so suddenly that many people were caught off guard, so cars broke down on the streets.

Through the open doors, dark stains of clotted blood can be seen on the leather seats.

Expensive bags, watches, delicate cosmetics, and small dolls are scattered everywhere, they are stained with blood, and they are no longer pampered.

In the cab of a valuable bright red Ferrari, a female zombie is still moving, her upper body gnawed and her ribs exposed, still sturdy and scratching the glass with her sharp claws that have been made of beautiful nails.

The harness had bound her for a long time, and it had been so deep in her flesh that it had been digging into her flesh.

Because Wang Tu was very familiar with the surrounding environment, he really avoided a lot of trouble, he only chose the road with less traffic on weekdays, and forcibly threw off a large number of chasing zombies.

The hordes of zombies that form a scale are terrifying, and once the car is driven into a dead end or encounters a traffic jam, the perimeter is also surrounded to death.

Not far away is the District Cultural Center.

The nearby area is surrounded by mountains and rivers, surrounded by large man-made forests, and the scenery is beautiful.

It is relatively remote, there are no residential buildings, and the zombies on the street are sparse.

Wang Tu parked his car on the east side of the cultural center, where there was a convenience store.

The factory on the mountain is flattened by the base, so it should be impossible to find food, so take advantage of the way to get more and bring it back.

I didn't turn off the engine, got out of the car, looked left and right, and walked in.

The floor is clean and the shelves are neat, but they are almost empty.

Only the cigarettes, alcohol, and lighters at the counter have not been moved.

Someone got the first step.

Wang Tu frowned, turned around and was about to go out, when he suddenly moved his nose.

In the air, there is a faint smell of perfume, and under the perfume cap, there is an imperceptible ...... Smelly.

He tilted his head and fixed his eyes on the small wooden door inside the convenience store.

Interiors like this are often used as storerooms to store goods.

There was someone hiding inside, and it seemed to be a woman.

It's not easy to live until now, even if you don't see hope, the food is eaten little by little, and if you run out, it's a death...... What a torment.

Wang Tu shook his head, he was not enough to protect himself, and he was not able to take care of others.

I didn't meet again, and when I went out, I had nothing to do with it.

Take out two boxes of cigarettes from the counter and put them in your pockets.

It's not the most expensive, it's just the one he feels most comfortable to smoke.

Walking out lightly, Wang Tu looked at the scene outside, and his body froze suddenly.