"I just vomited and I'm hungry. I eat biscuits and chocolate bars. You're too partial. The emperor is not a hungry soldier. My brother said that this mission is very dangerous, and maybe it's over if it's done."

"Then I have to eat more good food. If I die and still starve, it would be unfair. Come on, change it and let it eat biscuits!" Niu Dagui said the more he said, his stomach became more and more groaning, and he simply threw the biscuits in his hand into the top cover, intending to use the best time to fool the burnt four times.

"...You can't say some good things! Come on, eat them all, give Zhong Wei two." Niu Dagui's words were too heartbroken, but the reason was not rough. People followed you to fight for your life, but they couldn't even get into the Gen Snickers, and they had to watch you feed the monsters.

Hong Tao sighed, took out the remaining few in his pocket, and handed them all over it, but he didn't forget to allocate it. This thing is born to be a mess and can't eat or drink, and no one except his brother would have thought of it.

"Well... Captain Hong, in the Pingnan Army, they all said that you were a pervert, and you like to raise zombies all day long or female zombies. This time I'm just open-minded. You not only raise zombies, but also raise this thing. It's strange to say that it grimaced when it saw me. How could it be honest when it saw you?"

With the Snickers, Niu Dagui was honest and had another problem in less than two minutes. Although he had seen Hong Tao for a long time and had contact with him, he had never had a task with Hong Tao, and he had never had serious conversations. He always had a lot of questions in his heart. He finally got the opportunity, but he was unwilling to accept it without asking.

"Hehehehehehe..." A low laugh came from the front, and Zhong Wei's half head was exposed outside the car body and could hear the conversation behind him. She had also heard of the joke about raising zombies and fostering daughters. When she first heard it, she had very bad speculations. Now she thinks about it, it's really ridiculous.

"Don't you mom's fart! Your dad likes zombies with adopted daughters! Hi, I'm still glaring at you. Believe it or not, I'll break your fingers one by one!" If it were someone else, Hong Tao would immediately use more vicious language to fight back, and even the eighth generation of his ancestors had to go in.

But when you meet Niu Dagui, the language attack will basically fail. He can't hear the voice-over. The more vicious and clever the scolding you, the less he can't understand it, and it will be useless to delay your efforts. If you want to scold him, you have to understand it easily and go straight.

"It's not what I said. Whoever says it, whoever says it will go to..." When he heard the fingers, Niu Dagui's fierce mood immediately ejaculated.

Every time Hong Tao participates in every fighting training class, his fingers will not be able to escape, and he will be reversed in various ways. No matter how strong he is, he will not only hurt but also feel aggrieved.

"Captain Hong, you're going to turn and enter the village..." Zhong Wei suddenly shouted loudly, but still twice, afraid that she would be covered by the roar of the engine.

"Close the hatch door and prepare for war!" Hong Tao stood up and tilted his head, dodged his turret and looked to the front right. A dense house appeared not far away, and the highway happened to pass through it.

"Bang..." As the hatch cover closed, there was only a dim light in the car, painting the face light yellow. At this time, the car body suddenly shook, as if it had crushed something.

"Captain Hong, it is calling out zombies again. More than ten out of the village!" Zhong Wei's voice immediately rang out, and the car body began to vibrate continuously. It turned out that it was rushing into zombies.

However, for this big guy with eight wheels and weighing more than ten tons, a small number of zombies is obviously not a threat, as if he is driving over a mineral water bottle. The tires are solid, and even if the outer layer is damaged, the inner core can wrap the wheel hub and drive for a while.

"Yes, just do it! Come on, take a few minutes to rest first and accumulate strength..." Hong Tao nodded, which means that Jiao Si's function has not deteriorated, so the plan can be implemented. However, it is not the time for it to work. In order to have a better effect, I have to pull the copper mask up for the time being.

"Distance 4 kilometers...3 kilometers..." He passed through two villages in a row, with fewer buildings around him and more green farmland. Unfortunately, all the grass grew on it. At this time, Niu Dagui's periscope and vehicle-mounted sighting system began to work, and he shouted out one by one.

"Shh, let's just make me feel soft, I won't hold my ears! Zhong Wei, don't get too close, turn around 500 meters." Hong Tao kicked the shell of the fort, for fear that this guy's loud voice would be better than Jiao Si's brain waves, so he led the zombies over a few kilometers away.

Although the scale of the zombies at Qiaotou is not much different from what I encountered at Huairou Base last time, it is not the home court, it is not familiar with it everywhere, and there are not enough helpers around you, so you must be cautious and careful.

Just as Hong Tao's Type 09 infantry fighting vehicle approached the bridge head carefully, more than a dozen cars started in a yard 3 kilometers away from the bridge.

From time to time, people were carrying boxes of big and small from the house to the car. In the chaos, two groups of people collided together. The box fell to the ground, and one of them dropped the lid and a pile of yellow bullets spilled out of it.

"Oh, what are you doing when you are standing there? Get it ready!" Seeing this scene, a man in military uniform and a pistol holster hanging on his waist jumped out of the special police armored vehicle at the gate of the courtyard, shouting loudly.

"Old Zhao, aren't we going to take a plane? Why do we bring so many guns and bullets?" When the man returned to the car, a delicate question came from the back seat. The voice was so sweet that it was even more greasy than Zhou Yuan's voice when she pretended to be cute.

"Hey, what are you taking a plane? Your hair is long and short. Can a Hong person come here so kindly, just to save me regardless of the danger? You are still interested in the more than 200 people under our command. Alas, Shi Ye is alive, so he still let him succeed when he is on guard. It's really a mouse, and he can't be guarded..."

The man called Lao Zhao is not old, he looks like he is in his thirties, has a dark face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, straight nose, square mouth, and straight military uniform. He looks very heroic and has a firm look in his eyes.

He is the leader of the Jinan survivor camp. Zhao Ziping, who is nicknamed the Zhao family on the radio, served as deputy squadron leader in the Super-Training Squadron of the Traffic Police Brigade before the outbreak of zombie disease.

He happened to be on duty that night. According to the convention, he was on the same train with another overweight control crew and inspected several overweight control sites. No one of them mutated. This probability was to catch up with the great charity who repaired bridges and roads.

Both of them were in their prime, and they had cars. They ran out of the city without much effort. They met a police officer from the police station at the Chaozhou Station on the edge of the city. Now, there were some people with guns, leaders and soldiers. According to their positions, Zhao Ziping was naturally the one who made a big decision.

The three of them first used the shortest time to figure out what was going on, and then chose the most correct way without hesitation: before entering the city to go home, they first went to the armed police station next to the marshalling station. When Zhao Ziping was young, he was an armed police officer, and two comrades in his army served here. Everyone often had a familiarity with the situation.

The subsequent process was very simple. Three men who had served as soldiers, and there was a smarter leader. Even though he was a little scared, panicked, and helpless when facing the zombies, he finally found a way to kill the zombies after adapting for more than half a day.

After cleaning up the armed police station, with more advantageous weapons and two explosion-proof vehicles, the three of them immediately began to think about how to go home. After trying several times, they failed and were almost surrounded by a group of zombies. In addition to realizing that the zombies are sensitive to gunfire, another gain was to save several survivors.

To put it simply, they just kept trying to go home, constantly going deep into the city, and discovering survivors again and again. In the first week, more than 40 people gathered. It has to be said that the number of survivors in the initial stage should be more, and the more they dragged on, the fewer they dragged on.

After a month of continuous efforts, two of the three returned home, but unfortunately it would be better not to come back. It is even more sad to watch the relatives become uninhabited and undescendant.

Zhao Ziping's home is in the center of the city, with the densest population and the most difficult. To be honest, after seeing so many families' joys and sorrows and knowledge of zombies, he has no hope for his wife and son at this time.

If they had not mutated at the beginning, they would not have lived for a month with just the reserves at home. They would either die of thirst and starve or be bitten to death by zombies. If they had mutated in the first batch, then going back now would be useless.

For so many days, he has been thinking about one thing. If this disaster is not a local area, is it a good opportunity? It makes himself an opportunity to become a popular one.
Chapter completed!