Chapter 37

"I see!"

Bai Yifan nodded deeply.

The protagonists of many novels play because they believe in their friends!

A touch of complex feelings flashed in the white eyes of the cold night, and the scene in the dream reappeared in front of us.

Cold night white slightly tightened his fingers, and his face was like water.

This time, I will never give anyone a chance!

"Eat first!"

Wang Yiyun looks at Bai Anhai.

"OK!"

Bai Anhai immediately got up from the driver's seat, ran to the narrow kitchen and began to be busy.

There is something ready in the refrigerator. Bai Anhai just needs to take it out and heat it up.

The strong fragrance filled the air and floated out along the window.

From time to time, someone looked inside from the window. After only one look, he quickly turned his head and pretended to be nothing.

Because the cold night stood at the window with a white face, emitting the smell of strangers.

More than an hour's rest time soon passed, and the green garbage truck continued to walk towards the front.

Long lines of motorcade followed behind the green garbage truck and moved forward slowly.

The wind power plant is in an uninhabited place. It is located between s city and Z city. It seems to be a safe place in the pre apocalyptic period.

From a distance, you can see the huge three leaf power generation fan, which has stopped.

Huge white fans stand tall, and birds can be seen occasionally staying on them.

Once upon a time, this was the graveyard of birds, and the rotating leaves were the guillotine of birds.

Now, in just two days, bird excrement exists on the white leaves.

The gate of the wind power plant is open, and dark red blood can be vaguely seen at the gate.

Wherever there are people, there may be zombies.

The green garbage truck stopped a little far from the gate.

Subsequently, the team also stopped slowly.

"Sister, you sit in the bow, brother, I walk on the shore, and the rope swings long."

A sonorous and powerful ballad suddenly came from the garbage truck.

The sound was deafening.

I have to say that my taste was quite avant-garde decades ago.

The green garbage truck drove slowly towards the wind power plant, and the police car behind the garbage truck didn't move.

The police car opened a window, revealing a dark muzzle.

Roar --

Three zombies in overalls rushed out of the wind power plant, roaring and rushing straight at the green garbage truck.

They prey on noisy garbage trucks.

Uncle Wang didn't panic at all. He lit a cigarette for himself slowly and stepped on the accelerator with his cotton slipper. The green garbage truck was like a green Beast and rushed straight to three zombies.

"Roar --"

The faces of the three zombies were ferocious, and there was no expression of fear on their faces. They even thought they could get a blood feast for a time.

嘭―

Three zombies crashed into the front of the garbage truck, and then drew a perfect arc in the air.

Pop!

Fell to the ground.

Three zombies twitched violently and died.

"Gee, fortunately it's the end of the world, or I'll have to sit in prison!"

Uncle Wang looked at the three zombies lying motionless on the ground with emotion and calmly continued to drive to the power plant.

"Hold it, hold it, hold my sister and get on the sedan chair!"

Uncle Wang updated his song, and the sonorous and powerful folk song "big sedan" was played in the sound of the horn.

In the magic song "hold a hug", a zombie came out of nowhere and hugged the green garbage truck.

Then he died under the huge impact of the garbage truck.

The hot-blooded ballad was played repeatedly in the power plant. Uncle Wang shouted outside with his car horn.

"Little wish, all right!"

Uncle Wang's voice was bold and hearty, with a bright smile on his face.

Five or six people in police uniforms came down from the police car. The middle-aged man headed by him bowed slightly to Uncle Wang, and then took people to search the wind power plant.

The wind power plant is not very big. It is a three story building. There are few staff stationed in it. Only a few electricians maintain the operation of the machine.

It's almost the Spring Festival. All the staff left are on duty.

On the second floor, a zombie ignored the noise downstairs and tore at a closed door with a ferocious face.

After captain Zhu came up, he understood it with one shot.

"Come out! It's all right!"

Captain Zhu kicked the door open with one kick. It was too dark to see clearly. Captain Zhu pointed a gun at the dark room.

"Yes... Is the army coming?"

The voice of a man inside was trembling.

"It's not the army, I'm the police. We're from s city." Captain Zhu squinted at the house. The robbery in his hand didn't come down and still pointed inside.

"Police... Inspector?"

The man inside sounded a little excited.

There was a noise in the room, and then a thin man appeared at the door.

There are red blood stains on men's hands, and the whole person's spirit is very depressed.

"How did you get your hand?"

The captain's eyes narrowed and the gun in his hand pointed straight at the man's head.

"This, this is not caught by a monster. I accidentally scratched it with a knife!"

The man saw the gun in captain Zhu's hand and quickly showed captain Zhu the scars on his hand.

The scar is a long and thin cut, which is obviously the mark of cutting with a knife.

The wound exuded bright red blood, not dark red, and was not infected.

After captain Zhu confirmed the wound again and again, he put the pistol back into the butt.

"Uncle policeman, help is coming? When will these... Patients get better?"

The middle-aged man flashed a glimmer of hope in his eyes and looked forward to looking at captain Zhu.

"There is no rescue for the time being, we can only save ourselves!" Captain Zhu looked at the middle-aged man's hand and said unhappily, "try to protect yourself in special circumstances. Those monsters are very sensitive to blood, otherwise this monster won't stay here!"

Just because he smelled the blood in the house, the zombie didn't come down when he heard Uncle Wang's hot-blooded songs.

"Well, what about the sick man?"

The middle-aged man looked at the zombie lying on the ground at the door.

The Zombie's face was twisted, dark blood burst out from his head, and a rotten smell went straight into his nostrils.

"No cure!" Captain Zhu sighed slightly, "have you seen the biochemical crisis?"

The middle-aged man turned pale, bit his lips and didn't speak for a long time.

"Captain, it's all cleaned up!"

A man in police uniform came over and spoke to captain Zhu with a serious face.

"OK, let everyone in!" Zhu said to the captain.

"Yes!"

The young policeman answered and trotted downstairs.

"We are from s city. Can we stay here for a few days?" Captain Zhu asked gently.

On the third day of the doomsday, there was no robbery.

"Of course, of course." the middle-aged man held out his unharmed hand and shook hands with Captain Zhu, "Hello, my name is heyunxi, an electric engineer here!"

"Hello, just call me Lao Zhu." Zhu captain nodded slightly and stressed again, "we look almost big. Don't call me uncle policeman!"

It sounds strange.

"Good, good!"

And Yunxi quickly answered.