Chapter 9:

Han Yanyan went out hungry. She didn't eat it. She went to another room to sell her ice last night, changed some food, and had a pretty full dinner.
But she heard that the team would manage a meal for the search team, and she saved breakfast as dry food outside. The search team is outside, and it is said that they only care about one meal a day, and the rest depend on themselves. There are crises everywhere, and those who can eat will definitely be more effective. Han Yanyan saved all his food for battle rations.
She rejected Ding Yao twice. This time she received no special treatment. Sun Lijun waved a truck to her. Han Yanyan silently climbed into the truck.
The courtyard was noisy and orderly. The men were carrying backpacks, holding weapons, and boarding the car.
The original shed in the back compartment of the truck was ragged and riddled with holes. A protective layer of iron bar was welded on the outside of the shed, like a large iron cage with a door.
Han Yanyan sat in the cage and looked out through the hole in the shed, and saw Ding Yao at a glance.
Ding Yao wore a black tight-fitting combat suit and his lean muscle lines were clearly defined. The camouflage trousers wrapped around long legs, and the combat boots stepped on the ground, and the whole man exudes an air of cowardice. Among so many people, this man has a strange eye-catching sense.
The person next to him handed over a tactical vest, Ding Yao took over the suit, but stared at Han Yanyan's truck.
Han Yanyan froze and moved his body subconsciously, avoiding the big hole in the basketball and avoiding his sight. When the reaction came over, Ding Yao had already walked to an off-road vehicle and did not look at her again.
I just wondered if it was just a coincidence.
The convoy drove to Shing Mun Square, and the search team who were waiting there hurry up. Han Yanyan's truck was originally only her and four members of the clan, and at this moment came a semi-truck. On a hot summer day, the smell suddenly smelled.
Han Yanyan moved inward subconsciously and turned his head. Through the hole in the carport, Ding Yao was seen again. He sat in the co-driver of the off-road vehicle, lowered the window, and stretched out the window with a smoked hand, playing with soot. The action is very beautiful-Han Yanyan just thought so, the man who turned his face to her and turned his head stunned, his eyes shot like an arrow.
Han Yanyan's breathing was stagnant. The man's beastly alertness was really terrible. She turned her head.
Ding Yao stared at the truck for a few seconds, and reached out to recruit someone.
Han Yanyan looked at these people who just got on the bus. These are the search recruits recruited by Qi Tongtong, mostly ordinary people or weak people. But these people all have weapons in their hands, some are wooden sticks, some are iron drills, and some have kitchen knives in their waists.
Han Yanyan couldn't help but touch the fruit knife in his pocket. She only had this little fruit knife, which came in at the night market. Compared with other people's weapons, her hand is obviously too small. When we get to the place, we have to find a way to find a weapon at our disposal ...
Thinking about it this way, the body trembled, and a young man with a strong body got into the carriage and was half-pull. He was wearing a tactical vest, and at first glance he was a member of the team. I glanced around and found Han Yanyan sitting inside. The young man's eyes lit up: "Hey! You! Yes, it's you, beauty."
Han Yanyan watched him alertly. The young man grinnedly pulled out a mountain knife from his waist, turned the knife handle towards Han Yanyan, "This is for you."
It's just sending charcoal in the snow.
Han Yanyan knew that he was about to go to a place where his life would be in danger. She did not hesitate, got up to take the knife in the envy of others, and said "thank you" to the man. The young man gritted his teeth and jumped.
Han Yanyan looked out of the hole in the carport and saw that he had walked to Ding Yao's off-road vehicle, said something to the co-driver, and then left. Ding Yao didn't show his face anymore. He only stretched out the car window with a cigarette in his hand. The fingers of that hand were slender, and the bones were clear.
Han Yanyan turned his head, wiped the edge of the knife with his fingertips, and a smile arose from the corner of his mouth.
As soon as he raised his eyes, several people in the car stared at her.
Most of the men in this car were men and women, except Han Yanyan. Her face was sallow, and when she looked closely, she noticed that "stout" was the first impression of a large skeleton. In fact, she had little meat and was very thin.
In comparison, Han Yanyan is young and beautiful, her skin is as delicate as she can scoop out water, and she is visually very eye-catching. But when a few team members got into the car, they couldn't help but look at her a few times, and then they didn't look at her very well. These later people seemed to be completely indifferent to her beauty.
In fact, they are not staring at her face now, they are staring at the machete.
A look is a good knife.
Outside of the corpse, a good knife may be the hope of survival.
These people don't care about the beauty of Han Yanyan, so they can only think about if they are full. They are all struggling under the food and clothing line, and don't have extra energy for other physical needs besides being full. What they care about now is a little more living hope.
Everyone in the team is wearing a uniform tactical vest. Han Yanyan looks like a search player like them at the first sight, and she looks not only slender but weak. Some people's eyes showed a fierce light, and some people couldn't sit still.
Han Yanyan bet, if there weren't a few team members sitting in the car at this time, I'm afraid someone already got up to grab her knife.
This is indeed a world completely different from the world in which she lives.
Previously, Han Yanyan heard that the Thunder Team would provide a meal to searchers every day. This so-called "meal" is actually a gimmick.
In the base where the Thunder team was stationed, the original garden was planted with wheat, and the original water fountain fountain was planted with rice. Those crops do not grow naturally, and are managed by wood-based abilities. Han Yanyan heard that Qi Tongtong said that those wood-based abilities were pretty good, and those wheat and rice could be harvested once a week. Therefore, Qi Tongtong usually eats real food such as rice and steamed buns, while men give other foods such as biscuits and beef jerky, and they stay for food and use it as currency.
With a gimmick for everyone, the team set off.
Han Yanyan was hungry all morning and took a bite when he got the bun. When I looked up, I found that everyone didn't eat.
"It will take several hours on the road, and we will eat when we are about to ..." a middle-aged man across the face whispered.
Han Yanyan came to understand, thanked him, bite two more, padded his belly, and put the remaining half of his in his backpack.
The convoy rumbled out of the gate. The gate is rear-mounted. The ancient city wall was a tourist attraction in the past. It has long lost its existential meaning, and naturally there will be no gate. Later, the zombies broke out, and the survivors retreated into the old city and lived on the ancient city wall before re-installing the gate.
Although Han Yanyan's mind has information about the world, the information is too flat, and how can it be seen vividly. Since exiting the city gate, she has been looking out through the hole in the carport.
Outside the city is still Nanling City, and it is much more modern than the old city in the city walls, with many more high-rises. But now those buildings are very run-down, there is no crowd at first glance. The doors of the shops on the side of the road were all open, or the glass windows were broken. Occasionally glances inside were empty, and apparently they had been swept away.
Occasionally one or two people were seen on the street, all scavengers. The so-called search team, to put it plainly, is a group of scavengers.
But Han Yanyan never saw the zombies.
Han Yanyan came to the end of the world. One of the most wanted to see is the zombie, and the other is the zombie.
Coincidentally, she is preparing to write a zombie eschatology before she somehow encounters a car accident and enters this inexplicable fast-wearing world. She originally lived in the suburbs. That day, she went to the Vr Pavilion in the urban area, watched a Vr zombie movie, and played a Vr game that played a zombie. Who knows when driving home at night, a white light descending from the sky, she came to this faint fast-wearing world and became "Han Yanyan."
She has already seen the powers, and now she is interested in zombies. But after walking out of the city gate, except for occasionally seeing some wandering scavengers, he never saw the zombies. Although the survivors mainly lived in the old city area inside the city walls, in the entire city of Nanling, the zombies have been sacked almost.
Han Yanyan finally closed his eyes like other people. She got up too early and fell asleep soon.
Suddenly I woke up and heard a strange sound. As soon as the heart contracts, the person wakes up. This wake-up method is commonly known as "wake-up". When you wake up, your brain and heart are uncomfortable.
Han Yanyan endured uncomfortable and asked, "What voice?"
The person next to her looked at her inexplicably: "Ah?"
Han Yanyan said, "What's calling?" She heard strange noises, like people but not people, and not like animals.
Everyone in the car looked at her with an idiot's gaze.
Han Yanyan suddenly understood. She turned her head and looked out of the shed. The rotting and inflexible zombies were chasing after the convoy. Han Yanyan held his breath.
She finally saw the real zombie! This world is really not the world she lives in!
This is the end of the zombie, like a novel.
Those zombies are ordinary zombies, they run about as fast as humans, and they are even slower. The team didn't mean to stop for them. They passed through several places that looked like towns along the way. I only parked for two or three times, and let everyone get off the train to solve the physiological problems, and exercise my muscles by the way.
Although the search team also has a small number of women, but Han Yanyan is the only young and beautiful, her presence is particularly eye-catching.
After listening to the advice of others, she did not eat all the steamed buns all of a sudden, and bite two bites when she was too hungry along the way. As soon as I got back to the car, some team members walked beside several trucks and yelled, "It's time to eat and eat, and we'll be in Yihai in an hour."
Han Yanyan took out the remaining half of his and looked out of the car while rubbing it. As soon as he took a bite in his mouth, he saw a zombie dig out of the bushes near the tree, and rushed towards the nearest person. Han Yanyan's pupils shrank.
No one screamed, and no one panicked. The man closest to the zombies was just a little bit embarrassed because he was caught off guard. The people next to him had already kicked him, knocked the zombie that had been uncoordinated to the ground, and then someone smashed his head with an iron rod.
Team members didn't even shoot. When the rabbit rises from the stork, it is over.
People are used to it.
Han Yanyan bowed his head and continued to depress his head. She was grateful for the gimmick in her mouth when the incident happened, otherwise she really couldn't guarantee not to scream. After watching so many movies and playing so many Vr, when the real zombies appeared in front of her, the inherent fear still occupied her brain.
That does not work.
There were still a few minutes before the start of the bus, Han Yanyan suddenly put away the remaining hoe, jumped out of the car, pulled out her mountain knife, and chopped it off the head of the zombie on the ground!
Everyone looked at her somehow. The zombie has completely died. What use is it now?
However, Han Yanyan ignored the eyes of others, and with nausea she chopped off the head of the zombie who had been stabbed by others, cut off the zombie's neck, and finally cut a few knives in all parts of the zombie's body. She scooped the disgusting thing on the knife in the grass next to her and crawled back to the truck.
Ding Yao is smoking with several men.
Someone scolded: "What nerve does this woman have?"
Ding Yao sat on the isolation pier, playing with a lighter, and heard a glance to the other side: "Find the feeling."
"what?"
Ding Yao did not explain, put away the lighter and got up: "The whole team, start."
The convoy started again. When it arrived in Yihai, it was already afternoon.
The convoy entered the city rumblingly, and the zombies came out of the city and chased the convoy. Gradually assembled behind the team.
Han Yanyan took the dead zombies on the road to practice his hand, found a touch, and also overcome the nausea. It can be said that the adaptability is considered super strong. But at this time saw the zombies clad in the back of the truck, the nose seemed to smell rancid, still uncontrollable creepy, breathing was heavy.
The team made a lap, entered a straight road that was not too wide, and suddenly slowed down and stopped. Han Yanyan's car was at the end of the line, watching the zombies approaching behind. She just felt that her heart was beating like a drum, her mouth was dry and her adrenaline was secreted.
She pulled out the knife and held it tightly in her hand, but found that the four team members on the car were completely indifferent. Although the other search members were a little nervous, they did not panic. Is there anything she didn't know about preparation or backhand?
Thinking about it this way, a purple power grid formed between the last truck and the zombies, with a crackling spark, pushing them towards the zombies ...
Han Yanyan thinks of the Resident Evil 1 movie, where there is a laser net in the back room, which instantly cuts people into pieces.
Han Yanyan, who jumped out of the truck, stood at the back of the truck, and stared at the zombie piles nearly a hundred meters long on the road. His nose even smelled like a barbecue.
What she just saw made her lose her language skills, leaving only two words in her head—
Niubi!