Very interesting guess.

But he knew it was all wrong.

I'm not a person sent by a high-dimensional civilization at all, I'm just a unlucky guy who was killed by a coconut when he went out on a trip!

Damn it!

In the future, he must pull out all the coconut trees of the Federation!

He admitted that he was stoned to death by durian, how could he be stoned to death by a coconut, and he didn't know if his head was too brittle, or if the coconut was too hard.

Newton was smashed by an apple and directly discovered gravity.

He was smashed by a coconut and directly discovered the new world.

Compared to it, it seems that his discovery is more powerful, after all, everyone else has already come to this new world.

Only one thing is true, and that is that he is indeed not a native of this world.

That's when —

"Boom, boom, boom!!"

A violent explosion suddenly sounded, as piercing as lighting a fireflower in the silent night sky, and directly countless cannonballs smashed into the zombie group not far away, shattering many zombies, and the corpses flew in the air.

Thick smoke billowed up.

This is a howitzer, the shell exploded three times in a row, and then I saw many transcendents put away the howitzer in their arms, took out the Prison Gatling with their backhands, and got into the improvised trench they had just dug, and pulled the trigger in unison after the order was given.

Thousands of Gatlings reveled in unison, forming a network of firepower that tore all the zombies closest to them to pieces almost instantly.

There were also many people moving boxes of ammunition from trucks down, and there was also a steady stream of trucks transporting ammunition and various supplies, and not far away there was a reporter holding a wireless microphone, who was leaning back to the battlefield and facing the camera, amplifying his voice as much as possible.

"This is the suburb of Broken Jar City, reporter Xiao Liu brings you the latest information, Broken Jar City was involved in the sea of zombies in the 68 fixed incident, at this time the city has been surrounded by countless zombies, Fengtian City sent troops to support as soon as they heard this."

"What you see now is that the army of Fengtian City is effectively and quickly cleaning up the zombies on the periphery, it is expected."

The voices on the battlefield are so noisy that you can't hear them at all if you don't roar hard.

And at this time-

In the broken jar city, Zhang Liu was covered in injuries and panting, and with a hint of fear in his eyes, he was hiding behind a certain ruin, he had already passed the news to Chen Miao, but it was useless at the moment.

He's been caught up in the sea of zombies in a fixed event.

No one will be able to enter Broken Jar City until the event is over.

This is a fixed event at the level of a city-state, it is easy to destroy the existence of the city, the danger and difficulty can be imagined, the strength of those zombies is not too strong, the biggest problem is that these zombies seem to be endless, and they are not afraid of death, it is easy to break down their defense line.

They didn't have a good defensive structure for them to defend, so they had to fight and retreat in the city to fight street battles.

Originally, he was chased by those thugs, but now it is clear that those thugs do not have the energy to hunt him down, and he is now being hunted by zombies.

"I'm just a psychiatrist."

Zhang Liu leaned on the ruins and looked at the only nine hundred revolver bullets left in his backpack, a trace of despair flashed in his eyes, he was no longer out of bullets, his Prison Gatling bullets had been exhausted early, as a senior transcendent.

He has his own line of bullets.

In a warehouse in Fengtian City, he stored a large number of bullets, and he originally went out this time just to get two valves for Dr. Gou, except for the space backpack full of bullets, he didn't bring the bullets in any other way.

Now all the bullets in the space backpack have been used up, only the 1,000 revolver bullets in one of the compartments, and more than 900 have not been used up, but the lethality of the revolver is called a pitiful, and these more than 900 bullets do not give him any sense of security.

A gunman who is out of bullets is a lamb to the slaughter.

At this moment, he couldn't imagine anything that would allow him to survive from this fixed event.

"Are you going to die?"

Zhang Liu, who was hiding behind the rubble, tried to calm down his breathing as much as possible, so as not to cause severe pain due to the tearing of the wound due to too rapid breathing, and even faint as a result, in which case, fainting means death.

He finally got rid of the danger of cancer, why did he encounter this crisis again?

He was unwilling.

Strong reluctance to let him. Very unwilling.

He doesn't seem to be able to do anything other than be unwilling.

"Wait."

Zhang Liu suddenly thought of a way, there must be gunmen in Broken Jar City, right? As long as he could find the warehouse where the other gunmen stored their ammunition, maybe he would still have a chance to live, and he did it, so he bent down and let himself quickly escape into the distance without alarming the zombies around him.

This sudden thought made his desire to survive rise sharply.

At this moment, he no longer had the heart to care about Dr. Gou's life or death.

It's really that he himself is dying, how can he care about anything else.

"Throw it down, run."

At this time, the group of outlaws who tied up Dr. Gou and the others were also fleeing frantically, and a large number of zombies were roaring and rushing towards them.

The hideous boss looked at his subordinates and shouted, "Put some blood on those two people, throw them behind, let them attract the attention of the zombies, let's run!" ”

"Thrown?"

An outlaw who was carrying Doctor Gou was stunned for a moment before panting and saying loudly: "Boss, they haven't recruited yet, they haven't given us anything, nothing has been found on the body, everything is in the subspace backpack." ”

"Thrown!"

The boss shouted angrily: "Lao Tzu said to throw it away, didn't you hear what I said?" People are dying, what's the point of thinking about this! ”

"Isn't it the loot after surviving the 128 fixed event? What is there to ask for? ”

"If we can survive, wouldn't it be more valuable to have the loot of the 68 fixed event?"

"Damn, it's really a dog, why can Lao Tzu be involved in such a fixed event by doing good deeds all his life, it's really evil."

The subordinates beside him glanced at each other, looked at the zombies behind them who were no longer dozens of meters away from them, and did not hesitate any longer, took out a knife from his arms and stabbed the black doctor and Doctor Gou in the abdomen.

Blood splattered out.

He then threw the two men straight to the ground and continued to run forward, hoping that they would delay them for some time so that they could escape the encirclement.

"Poof."

Doctor Gou, who was unconscious, was thrown heavily on the ground, looked at the zombies not far away, and raised his right hand with difficulty to insert it into the wound in his throat, he wanted to end his life quickly.

He didn't want to be eaten to death by zombies.

(End of chapter)