On the top of the hill some distance from the base, Hank looked at the many flaming bases in the distance, and his heart was very complicated.

He's been living here for years, and he can't be indifferent without him.

But what made him even more curious was how it was possible that so many zombies were pouring over here?

With this number, I'm afraid that the zombies of the entire town have come.

It's impossible.

Even if someone accidentally attracts zombies, then the number cannot be so large.

In this case, it always feels like these zombies were deliberately lured over.

Inexplicably, after the change in his body, Hank's intuition suddenly became accurate.

Why don't you go back to the base?

After being infected, his body underwent mutations.

Not only has he become a monster now, but his physical fitness has also become a monster.

Not only is his strength terrifying, but his jumping power is even more terrifying, and he can jump ten meters high!

And Hank has a feeling that he doesn't have to be afraid of zombie bites anymore.

Even if you are accidentally bitten by a zombie, the mutation on your body is more serious.

Hank's mentality is quite like a broken jar.

And the reason why Hank returned to the base full of zombies was that in addition to being bold, he also wanted to replenish some ammunition.

Although he left with a lot of ammunition, there were not too many bullets.

Let's hope he can find weapons and ammunition in the base that haven't been taken away yet.

Hopefully, the weapons and ammunition he once hid in his home were not found.

You must know that he once used his position as a squad leader to leave a lot of bullets, which were buried in his yard.

Relying on his strong physical fitness and jumping power, Hank easily returned to the base, jumping back and forth between the rooftops of the base.

And the zombies scattered all over the base naturally found Hank, but they couldn't catch Hank but could do nothing but roar.

Seeing this, Hank actually gave birth to a mere zombie, but such an idea.

Unlike the contempt for zombies when using firearms before, Hank now does not panic at all even if he faces zombies with his bare hands, and feels that this thing is nothing from the bottom of his heart.

Hank soon returned to his home and was relieved to see that his yard had not been dug up.

Luckily, he hid all the bullets.

It had to be that the corpse tide had erupted too quickly, but if it was two days later, the bullets buried in the yard would have to be dug up.

Hank wasn't the only one who buried things in his yard.

At the base, where supplies are scarce, after determining that Hank will not return, they will definitely dig three feet into Hank's house.

That's not an adjective.

Although the bullets are still there, the question now is, how can he dig them out?

Looking at the zombies outside the courtyard crowded into a pile because of Hank, Hank's face was ugly.

With so many zombies, the walls of his house can't last long.

In this environment, he can't dig up bullets with his heart.

At this time, Hank thought of the puddles of blood he had seen at the door when he entered the base.

It seems that not everyone in the base has fled, and some have chosen to stay.

And what about those people's weapons?

Zombies don't destroy weapons, they should stay where they are.

So, Hank relied on his speed to leave the zombies far behind.

Arriving at the base gate, Hank glanced at the weapons on the ground and the broken bones not far away.

In the face of such a large number of zombies, those people didn't even have the possibility of turning into zombies, and were directly torn to pieces by the corpses.

Hank shook the bloody corpse off the weapon.

He found three pistols, two semi-automatic rifles, and a number of magazines.

With this, his purpose of collecting some weapons and ammunition was at least achieved.

Anyway, the things buried in the ground won't disappear, so let's dig them up again when we have a chance later.

Just as Hank was about to leave, he suddenly heard a whistling sound behind him, and Hank turned his head to see a spinning axe flying towards him.

Hank was startled, and his upper body leaned back, dodging the deadly axe at the last moment.

Thundered~

As Hank straightened up, the sound of the devastation caused by the flying axe hitting the building could be heard.

Hank looked back and saw that the axe was stuck deep in the wall, and the iron handle was still shaking slightly.

What is this?

Hank, of course, recognized it as an axe, but the question was where did the big axe come from?

Bang bang bang~

Just then, there was the sound of heavy footsteps.

Hank turned his head to see a two-meter-tall monster with its head covered in a sack and several thick nails stuck in it.

This is exactly the executioner!

After seeing Hank find himself, the executioner shifts from walking to running.

After a few steps, the executioner ran up to Hank and raised his casserole-sized fist and struck him in the head.

Hank blocked the blow by putting his hands in front of his head.

But the sheer force knocked Hank's body flying, smashing directly into the wall.

"Ahem, cough, cough~"

Hank pulled himself out of the sunken wall and coughed a few times.

It wasn't because he had just been injured, but the dust was making his lungs a little uncomfortable, and he couldn't help coughing.

Although he looked like he had been knocked out of the way, like a weak, pitiful and helpless human, he was actually nothing.

From the force that came from his arm just now, Hank can be sure that this monster is not his opponent!

But it's really hard to kill this monster by yourself.

With such a large force, his defense is presumably not weak, and the damage that the gun in his hand can do is probably limited.

Bang bang bang~

Hank aimed his semi-automatic rifle at the executioner's head in quick succession.

Hank's marksmanship is very good, and his great strength ignores the recoil of the gun, resulting in a very high accuracy of his hits.

As a result, his shuttle bullet has an eighty percent hit rate.

The executioner's head was also beaten to a bloody blur, but seeing that the executioner's movements did not change in the slightest, Hank knew that this injury did not pose much of a threat to it.

So, Hank prepared to flee.

This kind of monster that can't be killed, although he is not afraid, after all, this monster is also difficult to kill himself, but it is really disgusting.

And at this moment, Hank's eyes lit up when he saw the executioner walking towards the big axe, as if he wanted to get his weapon back.

This axe······ It feels good.

Relying on his speed, Hank took the first step to pull the big axe out of the wall, swung it a few times, and found it very easy.

Looking at Hank, wielding his weapon, the executioner was stunned.

No, why are you taking my weapon!?