Chapter 95: Bloodthirsty Claw

　　 A stronghold, it is impossible for everyone to be trapped in it and starve to death.
　　 Under hunger, even the weakest person can do crazy things.
　　 There are still ten kilometers away from the base, and you can see many survivors moving here. Some of them are digging wild vegetables, looking for everything they can eat.
　　 Sporadic survivors searched the nearby buildings over and over again, hoping to find something to eat.
　　 After several years, the result is that there is no more edible thing within a radius of two to thirty kilometers from the base. The bark and grass roots were dug up and eaten by the survivors.
　　 Those who have the strength will go farther, or enter the city.
　　 is just the number of zombies in the city, and the appearance of alienated zombies, not everyone has this strength.
　　Walking in these places, Lu Chuan has a problem. This is why they don’t farm?
　　 With the flatness here, it’s better to plant anything, than to be hungry now, right? But Lu Chuan saw that it was a barren land, and the fields were full of weeds.
　　Even though they saw the survivors, Chubin and the others did not dare to be careless and remained vigilant.
　　 "Woo..."
　　 Suddenly, there was a palpitating sound in the distance.
　　 Hearing this kind of voice, Chubin and the others reacted quickly as their complexion changed drastically. Without any hesitation, they just looked for the closest place to hide and rushed in.
　　 Lu Chuan’s movements have to be taken slowly, after all, he has not experienced it before, and he doesn’t know what it means.
　　 Chubin and their nervous look, let Lu Chuan follow suit.
　　 In fact, with a zombie suit, Lu Chuan is not very worried about the coming zombies. As long as he does not die, these zombies will treat themselves as ordinary members.
　　 just hid, there were small black spots in the sky.
　　 The survivors who were still looking for food before, seemed crazy, looking for everything where they could hide.
　　Some survivors used a camouflage clothing woven from weeds, directly covering themselves, and then lying in the grass or in some corners.
　　 "Woo..."
　　 A violent sound, whizzed past.
　　 Lu Chuan was stunned by what he saw as he looked up.
　　 Human form, arms and body are connected by huge fleshy membranes, forming wings. Their hands and feet have alienated sharp claws, more like a demon or a batman.
　　 They have a hideous face, wrinkled skin and strong decay.
　　 Slightly opened mouth, full of pointed teeth.
　　 "What the is this?"
　　 Lu Chuan was a little startled, there is still this kind of zombie? Looking at this form, should it be this kind of flying zombie that evolved after humans changed?
　　 seems to be patrolling the territory, these flying corpses in the form of demons pass by here.
　　 "It's bloodthirsty claws."
　　 Chu Bin was frightened, speaking in a low voice, as if he found himself making a sound, and he was even more panicked and covered his mouth with his hand.
　　 "Woo..."
　　 is another stern whining sound, as if the target was found, this group of bloodthirsty claws formed a tornado in the sky, swooping down from the air.
　　 I only saw some survivors who had been hidden before. They yelled and ran desperately one by one, but were overtaken by these bloodthirsty claws, rushed down in the air, and overwhelmed them.
　　 The sharp teeth bit down, and their hands and feet have sharp claws, like eight-claw spiders, which cling to people.
　　 Tens of bloodthirsty claws rushed down, and instantly ate these hapless survivors, leaving only the red-stained streets.
　　 Now Lu Chuan finally knows why the survivors can’t farm anymore. This apocalypse is not like the apocalypse in the biochemical crisis. The types and numbers of zombies here are even more diverse.
　　There are these bloodthirsty claws, enough to make any survivor exposed to the wild despair.
　　 What's more, the bigger flying zombies that I saw in the biochemical factory before are powerful enough to exist.
　　In this kind of environment, the living space of human beings can be imagined.
　　 If you dare to leave the stronghold, you must always be ready to die.
　　 Such a harsh environment, if it weren’t for starving to death, who would come to the outside world?
　　…………
　　 It took half an hour before this group of bloodthirsty claws left.
　　 The whole sky returned to calm, and it was another blue sunny day.
　　 The survivors who had hid before appeared one after another. Regarding all of this, they seemed to be numb, and there was no expression on anyone's face. Then he invested in this kind of sweeping cause.
　　 As long as it can be used, everything will be their goal.
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　　 The wall of almost 20 meters high in front of him gave Lu Chuan the feeling that he had become a little small.
　　 From afar, some armed men on patrol can be seen.
　　 The terrain is open, and the survivors cleared all the nearby buildings and woods to form a flat area. The advantage is that on the high wall, you can collect everything for several kilometers to the bottom of your eyes.
　　 No matter how the zombies appear, they can be found quickly.
　　Survivors who go back and forth will also be under the surveillance of the wall, and they will be stared at as long as they show up.
　　Lu Chuan and his party of three, like this kind of scattered outing survivors, are many, and they did not carry heavy weapons. After they were found, the armed personnel on the fence would not pay attention to Lu Chuan and them.
　　 The combination of the three young people, in their view, is just like a body.
　　 It is absolutely luck that they can come back alive.
　　 When monitoring the entrance and exit gate of the stronghold, Chu Bin and the others flinched.
"what happened?"
　　 "We, we don't have to pay taxes on food."
　　 Looking at the chopped mouths on the fence, Chu Bin's faces became even more pale. From this angle, you can see the giant crossbow, with the steel arrow on it with a barb, polished sharply, exuding cold light.
　　 Once there are zombies approaching, these huge crossbows made with modern technology are enough to nail the alienated zombies to the ground.
　　 The giant arrow that is more than two meters long makes people tremble.
　　 Paying taxes, Lu Chuan didn't understand what was going on.
　　 But there is no shortage of food, Lu Chuan is not short of food. Now what he needs is to go in, so Lu Chuan said directly, "I helped out your share."
　　 When Lu Chuan said this, Chu Bin's faces eased.
　　 Food is important, but if they cannot enter the stronghold, they will always be in danger. Maybe they will die outside and become food for zombies.
　　 is near the gate of the wall, where four armed men are stationed. At the top, more than a dozen guns were aimed at the three of Lu Chuan. Any changes will be screened.
　　 "Bring it."
　　 An armed man beckoned to Lu Chuan, and the other three were holding guns, seeming to relax. In fact, Lu Chuan knew that any change would usher in their fastest shooting.
　　 Lu Chuan’s current look is actually a bit sturdy.
　　 carrying a bag of rebar javelins, looks very catchy.
　　 Lu Chuan handed the bag with grain in his hand to the other party, and let the other party take out half of it.
After taking out half, the armed man laughed: "Oh, the harvest is good, no wonder they dared to leave the stronghold. Some self-defeating people will either eat the zombies or gain nothing. There is no food tax. Not allowed to enter the stronghold, there is a dead end in the end. These people deserve it if they die, do you really think anyone can hunt outside?"
　　 Lu Chuan took the bag back, nodded, and led Chu Bin and the others across the gate.
　　 The six-meter-wide wall is completely comparable to the Great Wall.
　　Walking in the gloomy doorway, Lu Chuan knew why taxes were collected in the stronghold. In fact, it is a kind of restriction, restricting survivors from going out hunting. Under this kind of tax system, only capable people dare to do so.
　　 It’s easy to go out, but if you want to enter the stronghold again, if you can’t find food, you are not allowed to come back.
　　 I really want to enter the stronghold, but I can't hand in food. There is only one result, which is becoming a slave.
　　Slaves, a product that has disappeared for hundreds of years, appeared in the last days, but in reason. Without order, human nature can be infinitely magnified, and it will not make people feel strange to have anything beyond imagination.
　　 Lu Chuan didn't care about this, but walked into the stronghold with anxiety.
　　 "Survivor, stronghold...I am finally here." Lu Chuan couldn't help shouting in his heart.
　　 This stronghold actually surrounded a small town and turned it into a huge living place.
　　 A straight avenue runs through the entire stronghold.
　　 Centered on the avenue, blocks of residential buildings are built on both sides of the avenue. Passing through alleys, you can reach the communities behind. There are densely populated residential buildings.
What caught Lu Chuan’s eyes was not bustling, but deserted~EbookFREE.me~ There were countless shops in the past, and now the signs are still there, but the doors are closed, or the doors are smashed open and you can see There were some survivors curled up inside, like a corpse sleeping inside, motionless.
　　 For this, Lu Chuan is completely black.
　　 Like how many people there are here, the composition of the forces, etc., who exactly controls this stronghold, and what degree of firepower.
　　 Lu Chuan knew nothing about all this.
　　 Entering here, Lu Chuan wandered aimlessly, he needed to observe the entire stronghold.
　　 Chubin and Wu Jiang, after entering the stronghold, they followed Lu Chuan every step of the way. In these last days, it is really difficult to meet Lu Chuan who is willing to help them instead of being indifferent and ruthless.
　　 From Lu Chuan's bidding spear movement and strength, Chu Bin knew that Lu Chuan was definitely an alien and belonged to a new human.
　　 Alienizers are human powers, and only by following them can they ensure their survival.
　　 followed all the way. Seeing that Lu Chuan had no objection, they followed all the way with anxiety on their faces. They were really afraid that Lu Chuan would suddenly let them go away.
　　 This small town is not small, according to Lu Chuan's observation, it should be about the same size as a county seat.
　　 As for survivors, there is no way to count.
　　God knows how many people wander in the house like waiting to die, and how many people die in the house, and no one cares if it is rotten and smelly? This world is indifferent, and there is no need to expect someone to reach out to you.
　　 Maybe conscience and kindness, soft heart, these will happen in half a year or a year in the last days.
　　 But with the harsh environment, there is betrayal and distrust between people. After several years, any kindness in people who are still alive has turned into brutality.