Doomsday Armored Vehicle, get unlimited ammunition at the start

Chapter 108

Zhang Zhicheng knew very well in his heart that as long as he followed the road driven by the car in front of him, he would basically not encounter danger.

Even if there are zombies, there are not many.

After all, the vast majority of zombies have been cleaned up by the car in front.

And the road conditions on the highway are extremely poor, and the car in front needs to keep knocking the car across the ~ road.

So the speed is definitely not fast.

As long as you keep chasing, you should gradually shorten the distance.

Zhang Zhicheng wanted to know if the one who had seen it in Deep City before was the armored car he had seen in Deep City before.

He wanted to thank the person in person.

If it weren't for the submachine gun and dog-legged knife he sent, he might not have survived to this day.

Of course.

Zhang Zhicheng didn't know that in his previous life, he arrived in He Yuan City alive.

At this time, a voice came from the intercom:

"Brother Cheng, there is a car in the back."

Zhang Zhicheng quickly looked in the rearview mirror, and sure enough, he saw a convoy, which should have five or six off-road vehicles.

Most of them came from the wind post.

The reason why he can catch up with Zhang Zhicheng is because Zhang Zhicheng's team needs to get off often to clean up the green belt.

The car in front is changing lanes all the time.

As long as there is a trailer on the road, it will be bypassed from the green belt.

Zhang Zhicheng's off-road vehicle was a little less powered, unable to run over the dense green belt, so he could only get out of the car and clean it manually.

This will delay a lot of time.

This caused the convoy behind to catch up.

"Don't panic, they are all survivors who fled, maybe we can still form a team."

Zhang Zhicheng is such a person.

Everything will think of the good first, and the people in his team are invited by him to join on his own initiative.

But he is not a reckless man.

After all, people in their 40s have been assisting defense for more than ten years, and they have seen all kinds of people.

He keeps an eye on anyone who joins.

Those with bad conduct will be persuaded by him to retreat, so that most of the people who remain are still reliable.

At least superficially reliable.

At this time, there was another trailer in front of the road, and the green next to it had traces of being crushed, indicating that the car in front had detoured to another road.

No way.

You can only get out of the car to clean up the green belt.

Fortunately, there are no zombies here, and the danger is much less.

"Go to two teams and cut down the bushes."

"Hadron, get out of the car with me on guard."

Qiangzi is Zhang Zhicheng's brother, and both of them used to assist in the prevention and control point of the Qinghe Public Security Joint Logistics Prevention and Control Point.

The relationship has been good.

After the second virus mutation, only hadrons remained of the brothers who had escaped from the prevention and control points.

The other two turn into zombies.

One was bitten to death.

Zhang Zhicheng and Qiangzi each took a submachine gun, which Xiao Yi gave them at the beginning.

Zhang Zhicheng held a submachine gun and looked at the convoy slowly driving up behind him.

He's showing muscles.

Let the people behind see that they have a gun first, and it's best not to mess around!

Really.

The convoy that caught up stopped, and a man in his thirties got out of the car and trotted over.

"Brother, why didn't you leave?"

Zhang Zhicheng pointed to the trailer on the road: "Can't get by, my people are cleaning up the green belt and preparing to detour." "

The man was suddenly surprised, and even his title changed.

"Big brother, it turned out that your convoy crashed the cars on the road."

"Thank you so much."

"We are also a blessing to follow you all the way here."

Zhang Zhicheng smiled.

"My team has that ability, there is a car in front of it, and it was knocked away by someone else."

"But the car in front of you took a detour."

"My people are cleaning up the green belt, otherwise they can't get around."

The other party is also a very good person.

Immediately said: "Then thank the eldest brother, if it weren't for your people cleaning up the green belt, I wouldn't be able to pick up ready-made in the back." "

Indeed, Zhang Zhicheng's people cleared the green belt.

When the car behind needs to detour, you can drive directly over without getting out of the car and cleaning it up again.

"Big brother smokes."

"Brother, my name is Ma Jun."

Ma Jun was very enthusiastic, and he didn't know whether he really thanked Zhang Zhicheng's people for cleaning up the green belt, or was afraid of the submachine gun in his hand.

Zhang Zhicheng is an old smoking gun.

I finished smoking the last butt of the cigarette this morning, and it happened that the smoker was a smoker, and I didn't care so much, so I took it and lit it.

It's not that he's reckless.

Ecstasy in cigarettes is common on TV, but rare in reality.

And his own convoy of more than thirty people.

It's useless to stun yourself, even if the other party has bad intentions, it's not so stupid.

Moreover, he has always felt that as long as there is no conflict of interest, it will not harm people's hearts.

Ma Jun handed another cigarette to Qiangzi.

But was rejected by hadron.

The three people chatted for a while, and the green belt in front of them had been cleared, so they went back to each car and continued to hurry.

However, the size of the fleet has increased.

Originally, Zhang Zhicheng's convoy consisted of only eight off-road vehicles, and now Ma Jun's convoy is also following.

There are thirteen cars in total.

Wang Yuanyuan sat in the co-pilot, took out her mobile phone and looked at it, but there was still no signal.

Seeing that it is getting closer and closer to the slope of the flag.

Her mood also became more and more anxious.

The younger brother often fell ill when he was a child, so that he grew up thinner, with little strength and a very Sven personality.

It's too hard to survive in such an environment. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Although I know this truth in my heart.

But Wang Yuanyuan still holds on to a glimmer of hope.

At the same time, at the gas station located in the service area of Xieqipo, Wang Xiaoming closed the door and hid in the lounge.

There are two zombies outside banging frantically on the door.

They smelled Wang Xiaoming's body.

In fact, Wang Xiaoming also knows that flower water or perfume can cover up body odor well to avoid being smelled by zombies.

But he escaped from the previous organization.

I didn't take anything with me before leaving.

The gate of the gas station is tempered glass, not very tough, and it was quickly smashed by two zombies.

Roar!

They rushed in with a low roar, then rushed outside the lounge again along the smell.

Bump and bump!

The two zombies continued to bang on the door, and the aluminum alloy door of the lounge quickly deformed, and it seemed that it was about to be knocked open.

Wang Xiaoming was very nervous in his heart.

But not overly flustered.

He worked with two survivor organizations, and he was always used as a gunman, and all the dangerous work was instructed to do.

I was almost eaten by zombies many times.

Although Wang Xiaoming hated those people, he also had to admit that that time sharpened his state of mind.

In the face of danger, you will not be confused.

He slowly raised the Tang Dao in his hand.

This knife was an alloy weapon that Xiao Yi gave him this morning before leaving.

The knife is 1 meter long.

Weighs 3 pounds.

Thin and sharp, it can easily cut off steel pipes.

Wang Xiaoming was facing the zombie for the first time, and his breathing seemed a little rapid at this time, but the hand holding the knife was very steady.

Boom.

The aluminum alloy door was knocked open, and the first zombie rushed in with a hideous face.

"Wha-"

Wang Xiaoming let out a low sigh, quickly cut out a knife, and instantly cut off the zombie's head.

Very silky.

It was easier than a quick knife to cut turnips, and at this time the second zombie also rushed in.

Wang Xiaoming immediately took a step back.

He was light and flexible, and while quickly dodging the zombies, he swept with a backhand.

Another feeling of chopping tofu with a quick knife.

Although he had not practiced knife skills, the knife in his hand was too sharp, and the second zombie was also killed.

"Whew-"

With a long breath, there was no fear in his heart at this moment, and there was a trace of excitement.

He looked at the knife in his hand, full of black zombie blood.

With a shake, the black blood was thrown off.

The blade became cold and shining again.

"What kind of knife is this, it is so powerful."

Wang Xiaoming has watched many zombie movies, and every time he sees the protagonist in the movie, he easily stabs the zombie's head with a dagger, he feels very fake.

The skull is very hard.

If you want to pierce the skull, you not only have high requirements for the quality of the weapon, but also have strong explosive power.

I didn't expect that this morning, the knife that the eldest brother gave me could cut off the head of the zombie so smoothly.

Wang Xiaoming was excited.

"With this knife, as long as I am careful, I should be able to deal with two or three zombies."

"If you really encounter hordes of zombies."

"Hiding in a building, you should be able to cope with the terrain."

Wang Xiaoming inserted the Tang knife into the scabbard, and now the gate of the gas station has been smashed and cannot stay here.

However, the gas station is a small flat floor.

As long as you climb up, the zombies can't threaten themselves.

Wang Xiaoming put on his backpack, looked outside, and really found a ladder.

So he climbed to the level.

Put the ladder away and sit on the roof and wait.

He believed that his sister would not lie to him.

Since he said that he would come here, he would definitely not break his word, the only thing that worried him was that his sister was very beautiful, and he didn't know if the people in the team bullied her.

Now is the end times.

Without legal and moral constraints, survivors can do anything.

An afternoon passed.

At dusk, Wang Xiaoming heard the roar of cars, and he stood up and looked at the highway.

In the distance, a convoy slowly approached

PS: Some readers are divided on the establishment of bases.

Whether or not to establish a base area is still a matter of opinion.

But the author promises that even if you want to establish a base, you must have 100% confidence before the protagonist will do this.

Wang Yuanyuan is a very, very useful character who can even influence the direction of the plot.

So please feel free to read six.