Chapter 1616

When the morning comes, Zhang Xiaoqiang has returned to the main road between the two cities. He tries not to let himself recall what happened yesterday. Yesterday seems to be just a dream. The city, the island, the zombie, Cuicui and the sister and brother.

The past has passed. The only thing that worries Zhang Xiaoqiang is that he lost a lot. When he entered the city, he was fully armed and well-equipped. He had heavy machine guns, g36 rifles, MP7 submachine guns and a ray gun. Now there are only heavy machine guns left. The MP7 was cut into two pieces by a zombie. The rifle fell into the hands of a woman and became scrap iron, as well as the ray gun on his back waist, I don't know when it was lost, otherwise he wouldn't have used the bomb at close range.

It's not the gun that worries him most. It's the destroyed helmet. This helmet is the best one he has. When people are wandering in the river, they can't avoid being stabbed. Zhang Xiaoqiang has a special feeling for the helmet. I don't know how many times, it's with the helmet that he escaped the disaster. So he loves this helmet with strong protection and outstanding functions.

Before he put on this helmet, he had many helmets. For him, these helmets were just a means to save his life. He always did the same thing. He put the helmet on his head, and then forgot the heavy thing that made his head heavy. Until something knocked on his head, he said to himself, fortunately, he put on this thing.

But this one is different. With this one, he can know the environment he is in and the number of enemies he is facing in the shortest time, as well as all kinds of unexpected and strange uses, such as infrared vision, built-in breathing apparatus, electronic compass and other positioning instruments, which make him like a duck to water in battle.

No helmet, let him feel very unaccustomed, always feel his head seems very dangerous, let him more than once surge impulse, want to use something to wrap it.

Walking on the road full of vines and cracks, Zhang Xiaoqiang looks around at the surrounding environment. Sichuan is mountainous, but not everywhere. At the foot of the mountain, large tracts of farmland are scattered. Many of these farmland are occupied by dense mutant plants. Some vegetation has grown bigger than houses, Covering the houses walking on the paths, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that he had no civilization in the prehistoric field.

The road is the only well preserved cultural relic here. Zhang Xiaoqiang had to use the word "relic" to describe the road in the second year of the end of the world. Most of the roads are occupied by tenacious wild plants. It can't be seen that they are roads or grass.

The outdoor high-voltage power line tower is eroded by wind, frost and dew like rotten dead wood. Many majestic steel towers have been twisted and deformed. The broken cables are hanging on the tower like dead snakes, with the steel tower body emitting a bleak and desolate feeling.

Zombie bones are still the most common things here. Every few steps you take, you can always see some. More often, you can see more by the abandoned empty shell vehicles on the roadside. On the road, besides cobweb like vines and scattered white bones, the most common things are all kinds of rusty vehicles with thousands of holes. Only one thing on these vehicles is intact, Rubber tires.

Rain can't corrode these things. Instead, Zhang Xiaoqiang can easily find these tires from piles of scrap iron and infer the size and appearance of these vehicles before.

Counting rubber tires is his temporary entertainment. The field is basically the same, and it's boring to see more. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't sleep all night. Although he didn't feel sleepy and couldn't open his eyes, he always felt hypnotized when he saw more monotonous things, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Just when Zhang Xiaoqiang repeatedly sobered himself up, his ears were keen to catch different sounds, as if brought by the wind. Is Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart moving? Is it a mutant animal?

Zhang Xiaoqiang's backpack was destroyed yesterday, and all his supplies and supplies were lost. He had only a heavy machine gun, fifty machine gun bullet chains, a P8 pistol, a kettle, two rat blades and two spare Army knives, and of course, incense smoke in his trouser pocket.

Since last night, his stomach was empty and he was in urgent need of food. Thinking of the mutated animals that often appear in the grass, Zhang Xiaoqiang slowed down, carefully entered the grass beside the road, separated the dense grass leaves, and slowly groped forward. The rat King blade grasped it first and was ready to start at any time.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is very careful. He tries not to make a big noise. He pushes the grass slowly. It seems that he is moved by the wind. As Zhang Xiaoqiang walks out of the distance of tens of meters, he hears more noises, which makes him uncertain. His voice is very noisy, as if many things are running.

After exploring for more than 100 meters, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly found another road, which was level with the road he had walked before and blocked by dense grass. If he hadn't heard the sound, he might not have found the road close at hand.

Through the loose straw pole, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that there were a lot of black zombies flashing fast. In the few minutes he gazed, there were at least hundreds of them. These were zombies, fast and agile S-shaped zombies. To his surprise, these were S2 zombies. In the twinkling of an eye, more zombies appeared. They were running on the road, trampling the vines on the ground, Don't care about everything around, just focus on running forward.Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know what had happened. When he recalled the map he saw, he immediately remembered that the destination of the road was the front-line base in the same direction as him in the new era.

Slightly lifting the grass leaves in front, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the rear of the road. At the end of the line of sight, the endless zombies were advancing along the road. S2 zombies were just the vanguard troops, followed by more S-type zombies, followed by more ordinary zombies and D-type zombies.

When S2 zombies run, there is still a little space between them, so there is basically no gap between the zombies behind them. The dense zombies fill the whole road, like a black river. The River continues to submerge the grass on both sides of the road. The dense grass falls like waves, and the fallen grass is occupied by zombies, Countless zombies will step on the grass leaves and constantly fill the grass. There is only one way forward, the end of the road.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looks at the zombie River from far to near. The purpose of zombies is clear. They just go along the road. They should belong to the sea of corpses. Once the sea of corpses is disturbed, they will never die. Zhang Xiaoqiang has fought with the sea of corpses many times. How can he not understand?

Gus's figure appears in Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart. There is no trace of GUS in the city he passed yesterday. Then Gus may pass another city, which has a large population. Zhang Xiaoqiang has no courage to pass by the edge of the city with millions of zombies. If Wan Qiang, God knows how many zombies he killed in it.

From the time and scale of S2 zombies before, Zhang Xiaoqiang roughly calculated that the number of S2 zombies was at least more than 3000, and more than 3000 S2 zombies would need more than 10000 zombies to evolve. Z2 zombies would not send all its S2 zombies, which means that the scale of type 2 zombies in this corpse sea might reach more than 10000.

Zhang Xiaoqiang retreats slowly, and the blade of rat King cuts down the grass behind him silently. It's too dangerous here. Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't want to turn the attention of corpse sea to himself. When he retreats to another road, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly finds that his back is also filled with black corpse sea, and countless Zombies overwhelm the dense grass, constantly expanding the route of action, Previously far away, Zhang Xiaoqiang, who never looked back, naturally couldn't find these zombies walking in silence.

At this time, Zhang Xiaoqiang was in an awkward situation. There were zombies on his side and behind him. The zombies didn't move fast, but the overwhelming scale made him nowhere to hide. Moreover, the zombie sea was not what he could provoke. Last night's battle was just a small-scale battle, which almost made him drowned by zombies. Once he was touched by the zombie sea, he would be killed, Even he didn't dare to say if he could hold on for an hour.

The only thing we can do is to turn around and move forward. When Zhang Xiaoqiang is running, the black wave behind him keeps expanding, drowning all along the road. The zombie sea finally shows its unique powe