In the end, Hank did not succeed in committing suicide.

Not only was it because there were no bullets in the gun, but more importantly, he found that the wound on his arm was actually starting to heal!

Although the speed was very slow, the itching sensation coming from the wound and the scabbing wound that had been scabbed over for a while made Hank sure that something had happened in his body that he was not aware of.

And he didn't know whether this change was a good thing or a bad thing.

But one thing is certain, he maybe, it is possible, that he will not become a zombie!

It's just a possibility, but it's worth it for Hank to gamble with his own life to determine what happened to him.

And now all he needs to do is - eat!

Just a burst of exercise, so that the stomach that was finally stuffed with food was hungry again.

How many survivors are there left in the world?

I'm afraid no one can be sure.

One thing is certain, though, that the people who have come together to form survivor bases in order to survive have been under the watchful eye of the Umbrella Corporation.

And they are also the key targets of the umbrella company.

Compared to those small bases with only three or five people, organizations with dozens or even hundreds of people are easier to target!

It only takes a little guidance to cause a wave of corpses that will drown everything out!

Hank often searches for supplies.

The hordes of corpses that had been wandering aimlessly in the streets began to move.

If anyone were here, they would be able to see a tall monster with its head covered in a sack and several thick nails nailed to it, and a huge axe in its hand.

And this monster, along the way, deliberately created movement to guide the movement of the corpses, leading the corpses in the direction of the survivors' base.

This kind of monster is a biological weapon made by the Umbrella Corporation, which is used to perform various tasks.

And they are the best tools to break through the gates of those bases.

Beneath its great axe, even the strongest iron gates will be deformed.

If you want to deal with these monsters, unless you use a powerful weapon, such as a heavy machine gun or rocket launcher, it will be difficult to kill them!

Today, there are only a handful of survivor bases around the world with this kind of firepower.

And this kind of base, of course, will be taken care of by the umbrella company.

When the time comes to target those bases, it will not only be this kind of biological weapon.

"Look, what's that?"

Soon, the sentry at the base noticed a tide of corpses approaching slowly in the distance.

In the tide of corpses, even the axe man who was more than two meters tall and held a giant axe became inconspicuous.

Even if it's just a small town corpse tide, when it gathers together and swells in a certain direction, its sense of oppression is still terrifying.

After discovering the corpse tide, the entire base was in a panic.

Most people want to run away.

And in the face of the tide of corpses, escaping is indeed the most correct choice.

But the question is, where are they fleeing?

Where can they flee to?

What's more, will they be able to escape?

Here, it is far away from the town, and if you run again, you can only escape into the mountains.

But in this way, in the face of zombies that will not get tired, they will soon be caught up.

And in the mountains, how can they live?

They didn't have much time to hesitate.

After discovering that the tide of corpses was approaching.

Some of the occupants of the guns and vehicles immediately fled with truckloads full of supplies.

As for where they fled to, they were not sure.

In less than half an hour, all the people in the base who had combat power had gone, and the only people left were those who were abandoned and did not want to leave.

Not to mention being close to such a few people, even if everyone in the base is combined, they can't stop the footsteps of the corpse tide.

Therefore, when the corpse tide approached, except for the first burst of gunshots, the entire base was occupied by the corpse tide, and the whole process did not even take more than ten minutes!

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Hank, who was hunting, suddenly turned around.

Just now, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

The smell of blood is not like the smell of blood from the death of humans or beasts, but more like the rotting smell of a large number of creatures after they have been dead for a long time.

This smell is familiar to him, or in this apocalypse, no one is unfamiliar.

That's the smell of zombies!

But the question is, how can there be such a large number of zombies here?

With this kind of thick taste, it is impossible for more than a thousand zombies to have such a heavy taste.

Wait a minute!

Hank suddenly had a guess.

Could it be that the corpse tide has exploded?

After so many years of wandering around the apocalypse, Hank naturally knew that once the zombies found the living, they would pounce on the living, and then follow behind the living, even if they left their field of vision, they would not change their direction.

Therefore, when they return to the base, they will pay attention to whether there is a tail behind them.

Could it be that someone was accidentally followed by zombies, and then attracted the whole group of corpses?

Hank suddenly realizes that the base may have fallen!

With the defense power of the base, even if there are only a hundred zombies attacking, it is possible to miss, let alone the zombies of a small town!

No, he had to go and see!

But Hank, who had just taken two steps, hesitated.

Is it really appropriate to go back to the way you are now?

It didn't take long for Hank's body to mutate after the wound became infected.

The first is that the area that touches the wound, the arm and the calf, have undergone terrifying changes to Hank's bones.

His arms and legs were covered with a dense layer of scales!

These scales are dark black overall, very fine, and they don't look bad at defense!

Over time, the range of these scales begins near the wound and grows outward.

By now, his left arm and two calves had been covered with scales, and even his left hand and feet had been covered with scales, turning into claws and toes like beasts.

The feet that have changed so much that even the shoes are torn.

If it weren't for the fact that he still had his sanity and was so sure that "I am who I am", he would not have been affected by anything.

Hank had already committed suicide.

If you encounter a human, I'm afraid you'll immediately pull out your gun and shoot it.

That's why he hesitated to go back and see.

And, to be honest, he doesn't have much affection for that base.

The reason why he stayed there was only because it was enough to have a life, a place to live in this apocalypse.

"Forget it, let's go check it out."

The corpse tide at the base was just a guess after he had become more sensitive to smell the fishy smell, and he didn't see it with his own eyes.

Regardless, Hank decided to take a closer look, at least to make sure his guess was correct.