Chapter 26

What is the most powerful weapon a survivor has?

It's not the body, it's not the strength, it's not the weapon you can get at hand, it's the wisdom in your mind!

Without wisdom and appropriate tools, human beings are weak and weak in front of the wild animals in nature, without the bravery of lions, the speed of leopards, the flying ability of falcons, or even small and strong tenacious vitality.

The virus has changed the ability of zombies. They are not afraid of death, unconscious, bloodthirsty and crazy to attack survivors. The survivors have no choice but to unite, take up arms and rely on their wisdom to defeat the zombie.

Lu Ziming drove an electric car to catch up with the team. Just after driving for a while, he heard a dense gunshot in front of him, "Bang... Bang... Bang...!"

"No! The team must have met zombies," Lu Ziming turned on the switch and ran on the dark path at a speed of nearly 50 kilometers per hour. As long as a zombie or a stone blocked the way, Lu Ziming might become a "flying man in the air", but now he can't care much.

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Yan Hangguang kicked a zombie ready to climb onto the truck out of the car and looked down in panic for the lost magazine in the car. Just after hitting the last bullet and about to replace the magazine, a zombie climbed onto the truck and the magazine in his hand fell into the car.

Yan Hangguang and he Jianbiao leaned back-to-back. Next to them were several women and children who hugged each other tightly and kept shaking.

"I killed 10 zombies. What about you?" he Jianbiao, 27-8, works in a security company. Perhaps because of his work, he will soon be able to skillfully use guns. It is not easy to skillfully use guns in a very short time, and it is impossible to shoot zombies accurately and calmly.

"Just blow it, the boss said. Only shooting the Zombie's head can kill the zombie. You're tickling the zombie."

He Jianbiao is too lazy to argue with Yan Hangguang. Who doesn't know that the zombie should be shot in the head, but does the zombie have time to aim at himself? "Yan Hangguang, you get off and go to the car behind to help. Give it to me here.".

"I won't go. There are so many beautiful women here who need my care. I decided to die under the pomegranate skirt and the peony flowers even if I was a ghost," Yan Hangguang protested, and countless admiring eyes immediately came around.

He Jianbiao has a black line on his face. He has never seen such a thick skinned person. The child with a big fart still wants to find a wife, as if Yan Hangguang said the same thing as he thought. He just didn't mean to say it in consideration of face. As a result, Yan Hangguang took the lead.

"Then take care of yourself". I'm not a coward. Now those who run for Yan Hangguang have to get off the bus, otherwise they will be seen as shriveled by the women on the bus. How can they have the face to mix in the future. He Jianbiao opened a wooden box and found a pistol and several magazines inside. He glanced at the grenade in the box. It's a good thing. Unfortunately, he can't use it, otherwise the team won't be trapped here.

Yan Hangguang looked at he Jianbiao jumping out of the truck and immediately had the spirit: "beauties, little basin friends, now your safety is all over me. I --- Yan Hangguang uses his life to protect your safety. The zombie wants to have something wrong with you unless he steps on my body". Yan Hangguang couldn't help but become obsessed with himself. He felt that his image suddenly became tall, as if he were laughing at the changing situation at the top of the world. All the Yings, Yings and Yans gathered around him, showing incomparable admiration.

Yan Hangguang whispered: "Unexpectedly, I'm a handsome, romantic, unrestrained and handsome hunter who is popular with thousands of girls. One day I will work as a flower guard. Alas, the world is really declining. You lying on the ground, are you a waste of talents? But speaking of it, you're very poor. How can you become a zombie if you have nothing to do? Didn't you study hard before you died? Look at you , hey! Young people must become zombies for what they learn and what they do. In fact, it's not your fault. You can only blame your parents for their poor education, but your parents didn't mean it. You can only say that your grandfather's generation didn't take the lead in doing well. In fact, you can't blame your grandfather, but your grandfather's grandfather... ".

If the zombie lying on the ground could hear Yan Hangguang, I'm afraid it would make the three corpses jump and want to cry without tears. Unexpectedly, he was also shot while lying down, and even his ancestors of the 18th generation were criticized by Yan Hangguang.

"You can't stop for a while. If you don't talk, you will die!" sister Qin can't stand Yan Hangguang's chanting scriptures like a mosquito.

"Look at you, I didn't say you. Why are you so angry? You didn't study hard when you were a child, but you can't blame you. You can only say that your parents didn't educate well. In fact, it's not all your parents' fault. You can only blame your grandparents for not educating your parents well..."

"Educate your sister and your family!"

"I don't have a sister, but there are many beautiful primary school sisters!"

"Hey...!"

"I know you don't believe it. In fact, you can't blame it all. You can only say that you don't know the handsome and handsome me --- the doomsday hunter. In fact, you should know me when you see me so handsome..."

Sister Qin and the women around her couldn't listen anymore. She simply covered her ears with her hands.

"Yan Hangguang, be careful behind!"

The woman's voice did not fall. She climbed up several zombies from the back of the carriage. Yan Hangguang just wanted to raise his gun and shoot. Then he remembered that he was still looking for the magazine. "If a woman is really a disaster for her beauty, she was dazed and forgot to look for the magazine.".

He Jianbiao jumped out of the truck and rushed to the "Buick" business car behind. Several zombies had broken the window and leaned into the car.

At this time, Xu Bang stood on the other side of the car, dragged several survivors from the car and shot at the zombie in the car, "Bang... Bang... Bang...".

Seeing that there were no living people in the carriage, he Jianbiao climbed onto the roof of the Buick and said, "Xu bang, Pang Xiang has gone there.".

"The coward ran away," Xu Bang cursed. When the zombie got into the carriage, Pang Xiang saw that the situation was bad, so he got under the car. In fact, he didn't run, and there was no place to run.

"He Jianbiao, I'm under the car. Pull me out quickly". It's not safe under the car. Pang Xiang will not hide under the car when he sees someone coming to save him.

Cheng Chen originally equipped each car with two drivers, and each driver was equipped with a pistol.

"Xu bang, let the survivors get on the roof". He Jianbiao found that the roof was like an island. It was difficult for clumsy zombies to climb up the smooth roof. Now the roof has become the only safe place.

He Jianbiao's words reminded Xu Bang to lift other survivors high from under the car. He Jianbiao pulled them on the top, and the survivors can climb onto the roof safely.

"One, two, three..." Xu bang was busy carrying the survivors to the roof.

A zombie bypassed the steam head and rushed towards Tang Yu who was climbing up. Tang Yu grabbed the edge of the roof and was ready to climb up. As soon as one foot stretched out, he felt that he had kicked something. When he looked back, his face turned white and his hand loosened and fell off the car.

"Don't come here!" Tang Yu's feet kicked on the ground. No one noticed Tang Yu falling to the ground in the confusion. The gunfire around covered Tang Yu's cry.

The zombie approached Tang Yu step by step. Tang Yu moved back with his hands on the ground. The zombie reached out and found that he couldn't catch Tang Yu on the ground, so he rushed to the ground and grabbed Tang Yu's foot. The fresh and delicious woman's thighs made the zombie salivate. It had been a long time since he had tasted the delicate and smooth sweet meat of women. The zombie opened his mouth, lay drooling, and bit Tang Yu's toes.

I don't know if Tang Yu has Hong Kong feet, but the zombie wants to taste Tang Yu's jade feet and take Tang Yu as tea after dinner. The beautiful silkworm feet must be sweet and crisp.

"Don't come here. You look disgusting." Tang Yu kicked the Zombie's head, turned and got up from the ground and ran forward desperately. Tang Yu doesn't know how far he has run. Sports has always been Tang Yu's weakness. He only runs in his stomach and has a strong feeling of vomiting. However, he turns back and finds that the zombie is still chasing after him. He doesn't dare to stop at all.

During the junior high school entrance examination, someone joked and proposed that a tiger follow the girls in the 800 meter long-distance race. At that time, the girls' long-distance race results must be excellent. Tang Yu didn't know that his current long-distance race results were excellent.

Lu Ziming saw a figure running in his direction from a distance, slowing down, braking and turning to stop, so as not to collide with the figure in front of him.

"Tang Yu! Why are you here? Where are the others?" if it's not Tang Yu, who else can it be? Why is Tang Yu alone.

"Zombie, a zombie is chasing me!"

A zombie. Lu Ziming really didn't pay attention to a zombie. Even two zombies and three zombies were not his opponents. "Well, you're safe now. Tell me if others are safe?" Lu Ziming came down from the electric car and stood waiting for the zombie in front of Tang Yu with a fire axe in his hand.

A shadow came out slowly from the dark. It was two and a half meters tall. It was higher than Yao Ming. It was stronger than Yao Ming. It was like a black iron tower. Its muscles bulged one by one. It had broken its skin and exposed its muscle fibers, just like a skinned monster.

"Zombie King...", how can there be such a zombie? Isn't this bullying?

The Zombie King walked very slowly. He could feel the ground shaking at every step. He pressed Lu Ziming and Tang Yu like a mountain. Lu Ziming and the Zombie King were like children and sumo wrestlers, which made people suffocate. The Zombie King dragged a huge rotten wooden stick to the ground. There was no hair on his head. His head seemed to crack from the middle. He could see the snow-white brain and the protruding tusks in his mouth, which was very frightening.

The Zombie King seemed to have a sense of thinking. His red and tyrannical eyes stared at the fire axe in Lu Ziming's hand and made a sound of "roar, roar, roar". It was obvious that the pronunciation organ of the zombie had not recovered, which was similar to the roar of gorillas competing for their spouse.

"I won the prize, and I still spent 5 million yuan out of 2 yuan". Lu Ziming wanted to cry without tears. How could his life be so good? He met all kinds of good things.