Chapter 24

"Boss, there are two people in front pushing the breakfast car to block the way of the team?"

"What do they want?" Lu Ziming frowned. These people dare not kill zombies, but they will never be soft on other survivors.

"They told us to leave the food before we put it in the convoy?"

"Rush over, didn't I say? No matter what happens, the team can't stop." Lu Ziming really started a fire. These people didn't know how to save themselves or kill zombies. They even put their hands in the pockets of other survivors. It was looking for death.

"Rush over, don't stop, it will kill everyone in the team." Lu Ziming didn't know how many times he said this sentence, but no one took this sentence to heart and stopped in the street full of zombies, which is no different from looking for death. Perhaps no one will have much entanglement about whether they die or others, but the team did not realize that doing so would put themselves in a dangerous situation and completely did not separate the consciousness of civilized society from themselves.

Whether a car hits a zombie or a person shows that it looks different, but it's essentially the same. It's all to escape and let people live.

Two shirtless men stood in the middle of the road. Their images were very funny. They were fat and thin. They were no different from the old confused people at the bottom. They had cigarettes in their mouth, an iron bar in one hand and kept beating the breakfast car in front of them. The other hand was picking their nostrils and swearing: "Leave the food for me, or I'll ask a group of brothers to smash your car.".

Lu Ziming smiled and was very happy, because what he thought of the two gangsters in front of him was not related to the tall image of the gang boss. Isn't this a typical ant shaking the tree?

Ignoring the threat of the two gangsters, the team stepped up the accelerator and hit the breakfast car directly. With a "boom", the breakfast car was forcibly hit the roadside. The two gangsters saw that the team hit hard and dared not act like heroes any more. They jumped to the roadside quickly, waved their iron bars and wanted to hit the car.

Although the actions of the two gangsters did not pose any threat to the team, Lu Ziming still didn't want to let them go. He pulled a bow and arrow. With a "whoosh", a headless arrow accurately hit the fat gangster's thigh. Who called the fat man looks cute and closest to himself.

The fat gangster screamed, threw away the iron bar in his hand, and wailed with his injured thigh. His eyes were full of hatred, anger and unwillingness: "why did you shoot me? You're not a good man. My brother will avenge me.".

Lu Ziming ignored the fat man's killing eyes. If his eyes could kill, he would have died countless times: "where's your brother?" Lu Ziming looked around curiously.

"My brother is here..." the fat gangster suddenly found that there was no one around him, but he still didn't admit defeat: "my brother went back and asked for help. Don't run. My brother will bring a lot of people to find your bad luck.".

Lu Ziming was amused by the fat man. "Your brother is hiding in the alley in front. A zombie is coming this way. You'd better save yourself first." after that, Lu Ziming increased the switch to catch up with the front team, leaving the fat man alone to look at the zombie in a daze.

The fat man was indeed in a daze. Lu Ziming kindly reminded him that there were zombies. It was not a zombie in Lu Ziming's mouth, but more than a dozen zombies were coming towards the fat man.

"Mom!" the fat man finally reacted, dragged his injured leg and ran towards the alley.

Lu Ziming never saw these two gangsters again in the future. When the fat man dragged his injured leg into the alley, Lu Ziming knew that their fate was doomed. The blood left behind the fat man would attract the zombies.

The motorcade is driving on the cultural road. As long as it drives into Binhe Road, it is basically safe. This is a path connecting cities and villages. After the virus outbreak, Lu Ziming often takes this road, which is naturally not dangerous.

The moon was shining brightly. There were no survivors on the road except the team. The team turned on the lights, carefully avoided the obstacles on the road and drove forward slowly.

Suddenly, a dark shadow was moving in front of him. Lu Ziming's heart beat faster suddenly, as if he had a hunch of something. He waved to Yan Hangguang: "look at what's in front, pay attention to safety!"

Yan Hangguang just rode less than 20 meters forward. Lu Ziming behind him shouted, "no, Yan Hangguang, come back quickly!"

Lu Ziming's premonition really became a reality. A large number of zombies gathered not far in front of Yan Hangguang. These zombies seemed to emerge from the ground. One by one, they came out of the nearby alley and gathered to wander around.

At this time, the zombie also found Yan Hangguang in front of him. Suddenly, he turned around and made a "coo" sound in his mouth, as if he was extremely excited. It was like a group of pirates who saw the treasure rushed towards Yan Hangguang. It was dark, as many as fifty or sixty.

"Why are you so unlucky!" Yan Hangguang was stunned by the corpses running over. Isn't this farting and smashing your heels? It's the first time he's seen so many zombies.

"Why is Yan Hangguang still staring? Run!"

"Oh!" Yan Hangguang suddenly fainted and rushed towards the zombie on an electric car.

"Wrong, it's this way!" Lu Ziming jumped eagerly, but there was no way. He could only watch Yan Hangguang rush over.

Yan Hangguang suddenly woke up and found that he "bravely" rushed to the zombie. The cold sweat suddenly flowed down his head to his heels. Isn't he looking for death? Fortunately, there was still a distance between Yan Hangguang and the zombie. None of them rushed into the zombie pile, otherwise even the gods could not save Yan Hangguang.

"Boss, it seems a little different from the plan," Yan Hangguang turned around and rode to Lu Ziming.

Yes, there are some differences. There shouldn't be so many zombies in the plan at all. Lu Ziming has lived on the edge of the city for so many days. Except in the city center, he hasn't seen a pile of zombies. Now is not the time to discuss the right or wrong of the plan. "Throw the gasoline bottle, turn around and adopt plan B". Lu Ziming had no time to think. He immediately adopted the emergency plan and turned around and left from another way.

"Yan Hangguang, you go quickly, I'll cover!" Lu Ziming picked up a beer bottle from the beer box on the frame of the electric vehicle, filled it with gasoline, lit the rag at the mouth of the beer bottle and threw it out.

"Bang...", the burning gasoline bottles exploded in front of the zombies, and the hot flame suddenly rose three or four meters high, "one, two, three", and the gasoline bottles were thrown out one by one, not only in front of the zombies, but also on the abandoned vehicles in the middle of the road, hoping to cause greater combustion and explosion and attract the attention of the zombies, At the same time, the fire wall was used to stop the movement of zombies.

Lu Ziming was sad to find that the twelve gasoline bottles were not enough for him to throw. The zombie ignored the burning fire wall in the middle of the road and walked through the fire wall as if nothing had happened. The fire ignited the few clothes on the zombie. Lu Ziming could even smell the high-temperature air wave drying the rotten meat on the zombie and making a "nourishing" barbecue sound.

"Shit! It won't be so abnormal. Is your Tamar open?" Lu Ziming said nothing and turned around and ran away.

If Lu Ziming is a biologist, he will understand that zombies without pain are not afraid of the hot temperature, but because they lack sensory stimulation and no external conditional response, they will not be afraid of the high temperature.

Thanks to Lu Ziming's early discovery, the team had turned around and returned. Yan Hangguang opened the way in front of the team and stopped halfway. "Zombies, many zombies!"

Lu Ziming chased up from behind and couldn't help but be surprised to hear Yan Hangguang's voice. How can there be a zombie?

"Boss, something's wrong! I didn't see so many zombies when I came here just now. I don't know where these zombies came from?"

Lu Ziming seemed to be pricked with a needle on his ass, jumped up and squinted forward. There were really a lot of zombies blocking the road when he came just now and rushing towards him.

Cheng Chen jumped out of the truck and said, "brother Lu, are we blocked by zombies? What should we do now?"

Cheng Chen is right. The motorcade is really blocked in the middle of the road by zombies. Now anyone with two eyes can find it. Suddenly, I don't know who screamed: "zombies, there are zombies coming over there.".

Lu Ziming followed his reputation and saw several more zombies rush out of the bungalow on the side of the road. At the same time, he pointed the direction at the motorcade. At this time, even if Lu Ziming didn't know what had happened, he knew that something was wrong. Obviously, these zombies were not on the road. I don't know why they ran to the road. Now no one has answered this question for Lu Ziming.

"I'm really in trouble!" zombies blocked both ends of the road. There were a steady stream of zombies in the surrounding bungalows. Lu Ziming flashed the word "run" in his brain.

"How to run, run there". The zombie is approaching step by step. It's not urgent to investigate and study. Lu Ziming turns to look around. There are zombies at both ends of the Cultural Road, and the number is still increasing. It's really a dilemma. Zombies also appeared on both sides of the road. Now the number is small, but I don't know if it will increase.

"Let's rush out from the North!" Lu Ziming pointed to the path in the north.

"Why don't we break through from the south? There are not many zombies there. You brought us to danger. Why should we listen to your command now?" Ruan Ming questioned Lu Ziming's decision.

"Ruan Ming is right. We could have lived safely in the community. Why did we escape?" someone began to fight against the old account.

Lu Ziming has no time to grind his teeth here with these people. Now is not the time to judge who is right and who is wrong. They don't know the consequences of being surrounded by zombies. "You are willing to go with me. Lu Ziming glanced at it. Most people still chose to follow themselves and leave.