Chapter 666: Doom

On a desolate highway, a car that seemed to be made of broken copper and iron was driving on the road, and the sound of ding dangdang was louder than the sound of the engine of the engine.
The shovel of a bulldozer in the front and a heavy iron block at the back served as a shield. The car was covered with all kinds of sharp iron thorns, and even the tires were not let go. Spikes, and from a distance, the tires seemed to have grown a full circle.
This car does not know what kind of car it was transformed into. The power is not small. The road trembles on the road. At the back is a petite car. Of course, the petite is compared with the car in front. If it is taken out alone, it is still a big guy. Then there is a trailer, dragging a large tank, and it should be gasoline. The tanker truck was followed by a similarly heavily armed truck, the body of which was significantly modified, long and tall.
Such convoys are not uncommon on the road, and wanderers generally call such vehicles chariots. The wanderers call the present era the doomsday, and the chariot is also called the doomsday chariot.
The zombie lying on the highway drainage ditch, not knowing whether it was ambush or rest, suddenly came out. Ragged clothes could barely hide the body, exposing half of the rotten body, the white maggot slowly wriggle, half drilled inside the carrion, and half exposed. Several maggots flew out because of the large range of zombies.
The zombies opened their mouths, but did not make a sound. There was only one, but they were not afraid of the huge chariot.
boom!
The zombies collided with the shovel in front of the chariot and flew away. The glass on the right side of the tank dropped, and a black hole in the barrel came out. The barrel trembled, and the sound of the gun was covered by the sound of the chariot. The impacted body flew more than a meter away.
Snapped!
The zombie landed on the edge of the highway, his arms twitched unconsciously, and remained motionless.
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The tires rubbed against the ground and two blue smoke came out. The doom stopped, the second sister-in-law scolded and got out of the car, walked to the zombies, looked at the zombies disgustedly, and unwillingly dragged one foot to the back of the car. After the tanker truck, the body was thrown into the bucket truck.
The bucket truck was nearly four meters high, and the seventy or eighty kilograms of zombies were like toys in the hands of Erzi, and they were thrown away.
He stunned on his clothes, returned to the car, stopped suddenly when he came to the door, exposed his ears, and looked up halfway, looking to the right.
About half a kilometer in front of the highway, there is a crossroad. On the right, it leads to Jiangdong Province. On the left, it enters the slave area along the junction of Tianfeng and Xiangshui provinces.
The assassin heard the sound of fighting and killing from the right side. As the wind came faintly, the number was still quite large. Erzheng returned to the car. After a while, the convoy restarted. When approaching the crossroads, they saw more than a hundred people fighting with a group of zombies. These people were all dirty, and they did n’t know how long they had n’t washed their clothes. Dust accumulates on it, and it is impossible to distinguish its true colors. There are a variety of weapons, including machetes, sharp swords, crossbows, guns, and iron rods .... Zombies are basically level 2.0 or higher. The number is slightly less than that of humans, but it is clearly dominant.
"Help--"
Seeing the sudden emergence of the convoy, these people no matter who they were, they called for help.
"We don't need any more corpses, but I beg you to help!"
In the last days, no one wants to hunt zombies for no reason unless it is profitable. Zombie bodies can be exchanged for money, which is the only motivation for doomsday hunters.
Those who specialize in killing zombies are called hunters. Hunters sell zombies to the government or other purchasers. These people resell the zombies to the top ten chambers of commerce, and they don't know who the corpses sell to. Anyway, as long as you know that the body is valuable.
This group of people is fighting together with the zombies, but it can also be seen that divided into three groups, they should belong to the three groups. The leader on the left is a bald head. It is estimated that the head is smeared with oil, and it is very bright. Eye-catching. In the middle is an old man in his fifties who is not young and stretches his hands out of the hands of young people. Among the crowd, he has the highest strength, and he singles out three zombies, unless he does not step back in front. This group of people are afraid of defeat. The head of the right is a woman with a black gauze on her face to filter the wind and sand. She can't see her face, she is not good enough, she is swollen and sloping. She is a soil-specific person. She raises a spur from time to time. The zombie stab opened its belly.
"It should be ambushing the zombies, but the number of zombies was incorrectly estimated, and it was too late to escape." Shi Hu glanced and reached a conclusion.
On a piece of sand near the roadside, there were traces of bombs exploding. There were significantly more zombies, and the chariots were parked far away. It is estimated that the zombies who escaped would destroy the chariots. In the wild, there is no chariots. A terrible thing.
However, the reason is no longer important.
"I'm willing to produce 10 pounds of rice." The bald man couldn't help seeing the team's delay in making the shot.
"How about you?" You Mengshou got out of the car and looked at the old man and the woman.
"10 pounds of flour," the old man hesitated.
"10 catties of Warcraft Meat," the woman said.
"Okay, we've picked up the deal." You Mengshou smiled slightly. "Second son, Yi Fengjiu, come out and move your bones." The two, who had been impatient for a long time, went down the mountain like a tiger and shot from the car. A distance of ten meters flew. When this group was wondering when such a large team sent only two people, the next scene shocked everyone.
Huh!
The sword light is like practice, no one can see Yi Fengjiu's sword at all, only the cold light bursts. Yi Feng dips into the zombies for a long time, then the zombies slowly fall to the ground, all of which have their necks cut off, because The speed of exiting the knife was too fast. When it fell down, the skull and body were still stuck together. After landing, the head was dripping everywhere.
Bang, bang, bang ...
Compared to Yi Fengjiu's quiet silence, the second sister-in-law was wild, a mace, smashing in the east, knocking in the west, the head of the zombie was broken like a watermelon, and it fell straight. If it weren't for their own eyes, many people thought that Er Zongzi killed fake zombies, whose bodies were as hard as iron. They could only hit a single cut with all their strength, but in front of Er Zongzi, the zombies were like chickens.
A black hole in the tank was sticking out of the chariot. With the fire tongues blasting out, if the zombies were hit by a car, their heads exploded and they flew to the ground for a meter or two.
There were only three sniper rifles, and they were in full swing. Because of the fast shooting speed, the zombies died one after another, creating an imposing force.
The group was shocked again, and many showed envious eyes. They recognized it at once, it was a second-generation weapon.
With the escalation of zombies, the first generation of weapons can basically no longer pose a threat to zombies. Large-caliber firearms are still useful. Small-caliber weapons are not as good as burning fire sticks. The bullets hit the zombies and flew directly. When they stand close, they are careful to hit themselves.
Although the second-generation weapons are good, there are very few owners in Xiangshui Province.
The sniper rifle stopped the attack one step ahead of the two mules and Yi Feng. Only five or six zombies were left. This cargo hunting team could solve it by itself. Er Xunzi and Yi Feng wiped their weapons clean before returning to the car.
"Iron head!"
"farmer!"
"Black Scorpion!"
The bald man, the old man, and the woman came to You Mengshou and bowed deeply after dealing with the internal affairs.
"Thank you for saving us!"
"It's all a trade, you don't need to thank you." You Mengshou leaned slightly and did not accept the gift. "I have fewer people in the team, can you send a few people to help me collect the corpse."
The iron head had the most people, and immediately ordered his subordinates to help collect corpses.
You Mengshou thanked and talked to the three of them, and soon got some basic information. All three are from the Zombie Hunting Team in Xiangshui Province. They are different from the mercenary regiment. They only hunt and kill the zombies. There are many hunting squads to support themselves with zombies in Xiangshui Province. There are many large hunting squads, with one or two thousand people. They belong to the outermost echelon. The least number of people, the worst strength, can only barely fruit.
"Since you are also going to Xiangshui Province, it is better to go with you." Iron head whispered.
"Are you going back?" You Mengshou asked knowingly.
"Go back." The farmer looked a little sad. The ambush failed, and the casualties were too heavy. They had to go back for repairs. Otherwise, there would be too many deaths at one time, and no one will be next time.
"Where are you from?" The Black Scorpion asked softly.
"Tianfeng Province." You Mengshou did not hide.
"Tianfeng province!" All three were taken aback.
"Is there anything wrong?" You Mengshou found that the three did not respond normally.
"I heard that in the province of Tianfeng, zombies are very good, monsters walk all over the place, and people there are reduced to food. The dictator only cares about his own safety and ignores the lives of ordinary citizens." Farmer said.
"You guys are dictators?" Iron Head looked at him suspiciously.
"Who did you hear?" You Mengshou looked at the three men with amusement.
"Everyone said so, and the government said so." Farmer Road ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Is it a rumor wrong? "Black Scorpion's mind is relatively thin, and You Mengshou's reaction makes her somewhat skeptical.
"My identity, I will not tell you, as you think, as for your hearsay to the Tianfeng Province, it is not related to me. Now please give me food, 10 kg per person." You Mengshou noted By the time the zombies had been moved into the car.
"Of course, you can also regret it, but it is best to think about the consequences." You Mengshou saw the three of them hesitating, his face slightly dimmed.
The three were startled, and immediately thought of the fighting effectiveness of Erzi and Yifengjiu, and they quickly sent people to the car to deliver the food they had said.
"Can we follow your team back?" The Black Scorpion couldn't help but say.
"As long as you can keep up, follow it." You Mengshou naturally knew what they meant, and didn't care.
"Let's go!"
With the sound of booming engines, the team was back on the road.