Chapter 327

In Zhang Xiaoqiang's view, the mountain outside the car is not as beautiful as other places in China. All kinds of shrubs on the mountain are just like the hair on the head of a leper. There are no trees or soil. Looking around, the mountain is not only a stone, but also a huge stone.

The stone and the mountain are a whole. The stone with the same color of cement and ash is integrated with the mountain. In the cracks of various shapes and shapes, there are mountain fields of different sizes, which are filled with the earth that hard-working people have carried from the foot of the mountain for generations. In the mountain fields which are not much bigger than dried bean curd, they work at sunrise and rest at sunset, Living a flat and monotonous life, generations of mountain dwellers spent their time in the barren rocks.

All the shrubs grow in the most dangerous places, which are often inaccessible places. Because of the danger, no one dares to climb up and cut down firewood. Only these remaining shrubs can survive and add a little different color to the monotonous mountains. It's just that with the coming of the end of the world, these stubborn shrubs will wither away, without the noise of human beings, Perhaps in this hundred million years to form the mountain forest will be forever silent.

Two cars are driving on the barren and steep ridge. Looking at the monotonous scenery outside the window, Yang Ke'er leans on the back of his chair and closes his eyes. It doesn't change much. With the shaking of the car body, Yang Ke'er sleeps and Yuan Yi sleeps. Shangguan Qiaoyun drives the car carefully on the bumpy and steep mountain road, Zhang Xiaoqiang also felt a strong sense of sleepiness, and he kept pouring in.

Zhang Xiaoqiang shakes his head hard and waits for the monotonous mountain outside the car more carefully. They come out to search for survivors. They have no specific goal. They all rely on their eyes to search. Zhang Xiaoqiang dare not be careless. Those families living in the wild are very tolerant of being missed by the fleeting motorcade. Today they are missed because of the carelessness of the motorcade, Tomorrow they could be a flash corpse in the wild.

There are also many families in the mountains. Some old-fashioned loess houses are built not far from the two sides of the dirt road. As long as they follow the path along the road, they can get to their home. However, as the Loess houses are left behind the cars, Zhang Xiaoqiang does not see any houses with human activities. There are no human beings and even zombies, Only some of the zombies in hiding places were found by Zhang Xiaoqiang's keen eyes.

Obviously, this mountain area used to be a hunting area for big blackbirds. Each of the five members of the big blackbird family is a big guy. To ensure their daily consumption, it takes at least hundreds of zombies to feed them every day.

It's a pity for Zhang Koizumi ang to think that if the big blackbird doesn't attack the living people, they don't have to kill the big blackbird. When the big blackbird continues to breed, countless zombies will one day be eaten and wiped away by the big bird family. As for whether there will be more terrifying mutant animals than zombies to become new enemies of human beings? Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't expect that far.

This is a small town stuck on the road. The town is old and in a state of dilapidation. All kinds of damaged farm vehicles and motorcycles form a pile of obstacles on the road. The road passes through the center of the town and divides the whole town into two irregular halves. Countless zombies are lurching in the messy buildings, From time to time, zombies kicked over the empty bottles and rotten iron blocks on the side of the road, making a jingling sound.

Whenever a strange sound comes out, the wandering zombies, like bored idlers, gather around the place where the sound comes. When they probe there and find nothing, they disperse one after another. However, when the sound comes again, they repeat their previous actions and enjoy it time and again.

"Touch ···" a zombie falls to the ground in the process of walking. It struggles repeatedly on the ground to get up, but it is too weak to eat for a long time. A zombie steps on it, and finally the zombie does not move. The Zombie's body is like a wooden pile on the ground, and it is trampled by other zombies.

With the passage of time, the dry, black and thin bodies lying on the ground are rapidly rotting, and the speed of ordinary people's rotting is not too fast. Even in hot summer, it takes a process, but zombies are different. Their rotting speed is ten times, a hundred times, or even a thousand times faster than that of ordinary people, and the speed of withered zombies and naked eyes begins to expand, When they're as big as they were before the end of time.

"Touch ···········" the Zombie's purple black skin burst, countless green liquid spilled to all directions like water drops, scattered white bones and green liquid splashed out from the burst chest and splashed to the ground.

A smell of corpse is ten million times stronger than the most stinking rotten egg. It's like a thick fog covering the area of 100 meters. The zombies on the edge of the corpse are not smoked away by this smell, but they gather around the rotten corpse as quickly as flies.

There were zombies coming from all directions, and they stayed quietly on the side of the corpse. They didn't move, as if they were waiting for something. Then the zombies standing on the outermost side were pushed away one after another, and the zombies in front of them also moved to both sides. A narrow path appeared in the corpse group.A large D2 zombie slowly swayed from the outside of the corpse group along the path to the side of the corpse. It stood on the side of the rotten corpse and took a deep breath of the air full of strong rotten breath.

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D2 Bending down, he grabbed the corpse on the ground and lifted it up. The corpse, which was beyond recognition, floated like a scarecrow in D2's hands. As the corpse was caught in the air, the dark green viscera came out of its cracked chest. The viscera mixed with green thick adhesions and the same liquid dropped to the ground in the air, The dripping green even the thick substance is still in the air, pulling out dark filaments.

D2 The other hand grasped the shoulder of the corpse. Half of the corpse with arm was torn down and thrown away. The corpse tumbled in the air and fell far away. Countless green liquid spilled out like rain and splashed on the heads of the corpses standing below. When the corpse fell to the ground and rolled, some zombies closest to the corpse rushed to the corpse one after another.

The rotten corpse is like a piece of Chinese cabbage that is about to fall apart. Before several zombies exert themselves, the corpse splits into several pieces. The zombies grasp the pieces in their hands and bite them off········

D2 Not a bite on the body, One of its claws touched the corpse's head and pulled down the over inflated round head. The broken corpse was thrown on the ground and splashed with a pool of green liquid. D2 grabbed the head with both hands and broke it off. A handful of crystal brain was shining in the two fan skull.

D2 Sucking the variant brain milk of the decomposed zombie like eating bean curd, he threw away the broken brain shell and turned to walk out of the corpse group. After D2 walked out of the corpse group with satisfaction, the zombies standing still for a long time beside the corpse rushed to the ground together··········

After eating his brain, D2 went back to the street and slouched around again. There was no zombie Z here, There is no mutant beast that can threaten it. D2 is very comfortable. This town is its territory, and the zombies in the town are its cans. When those cans mature, it is the time to taste the cans.

Just when it is comfortable, a black spot appears at its feet, and then the black spot turns into a black spot, and then gradually forms a huge shadow. D2 is still comfortable in the street inspection