The zombies staggered over and moved obviously much faster.
The captain scolded the guard, "Where's the milk? Why don't you prepare milk?"
The guard muttered, "It's all prepared by the boss."
The crowd next to them came up to smooth things over, "Oh, it's okay, it's you here. You just did it all, isn't that enough? Anyway, we all have to kill zombies before we can go out. It doesn't matter if we do it early or late. Why bother anymore?"
What a waste of milk.”
The captain looked at the group of monkeys and refrained from rolling his eyes.
He has been raised for too many good days and has lost his brain.
Some people were clever and speculated, "Do you feel that your combat effectiveness is insufficient? It's okay, we can go to war." After saying this, they approached the convoy and wanted to get weapons.
The only thing facing him was the gun pointed at his head.
"Uh..." The man raised his hands, stared at the captain and asked, "What do you mean?" He wanted to ask, but didn't dare.
"Where's the milk?" The captain ignored his words at all.
"The milk is here, the milk is here." A plump aunt rushed out holding a milk bottle high, waving her hands and boasting, "The milk has just been mixed, it's the same brand, you can't go wrong."
The security guard muttered. As soon as he moved his mouth, the person next to him squeezed his arm and winked. He stopped talking.
Zhang Wei saw everything with his eyes and concluded that he would not die today but also shed his skin.
The captain stared at the person, took the milk, and threw it outside.
Fuchen reached out, took the bottle, and sniffed it.
He stared at the captain, raised his hand and threw it back at him.
"Ho! Roar! Roar!" Fuchen was so angry that he slapped the Zombie King on the head.
The zombie king was indifferent.
The zombie army rushed over and grabbed the iron door. Their bodies were crowded at the door.
The captain turned his head away from the bottle and looked at the plump woman, "Are you right?" Pointing to the milk on the ground, "You can't be wrong."
The woman's expression did not change and she hesitated, "Maybe, maybe the milk powder has expired."
The captain rolled his eyes and believed that she was a ghost.
"thunderbolt!"
A thunder struck directly on the door.
Amazingly startled.
The reaction was that it was a person with lightning powers.
"thunderbolt!"
Thunder struck again at the same location.
Everyone stared at the position and noticed that this was the control point of the iron gate. If this part was broken, the iron gate would be pushed down.
There was silence in the base. The crowd looked at the captain. Zhang Wei sat back in the car early and watched how the young captain dealt with it.
Zhang Wei looked at the other party blankly, "Zombies have also gained wisdom?"
The obese aunt pointed outside hesitantly, "That little zombie can talk. It looks like he's quite smart."
After hearing this, the captain walked towards the convoy without saying a word.
"What should we do?" The crowd was anxious.
The captain's face was expressionless, "You hide well. Don't get caught."
The man in front of the crowd looked at the car and hesitated, "How about, let me get in the car."
No one answered him.
Anyone who approaches the convoy will be immediately shot with machine guns.
"They want to run! They want to run!" someone in the crowd shouted. They leaned on the car and went to catch the team leader.
The captain kicked the person away and ran towards the convoy.
The people in the convoy picked up machine guns and started shooting.
In the base, the sound of "chuchuchuchu" can be heard endlessly.
The "click-click-click" sounds of the zombies grabbing at the door and the "dong-dong-dong" crashing sounds are the background music.
At the base gate, the "Thunderbolt" fire became an interlude.
"Bang." The iron door was pushed to the ground, making a loud noise.
All the living people looked at the door. Their flesh and blood were wrapped outside, and the zombies with missing arms and legs were blocked at the door, staring at people with maggot-like white eyes.
People on the scene who were still trying to get into their cars screamed, "Ah!" and rushed to the prison, finding a cell to lock themselves up.
The corpses on the ground were dripping with blood, irritating the zombies.
Those who are dying and unable to leave can only cry and watch the arrival of death, ending with a "whimper".
The door opened, and there were no more people blocking it. The resistance of the convoy was reduced.
The captain stepped on the accelerator first and rushed out. As soon as he stepped out, the car body swung back uncontrollably. The people in the car clearly felt the rear of the car sinking.
The car behind him had no time to dodge and hit him.
All five vehicles were damaged.
The cars behind noticed something was wrong and did not dare to start.
"Bang." Fuchen kicked the oil barrel to the ground. Barrels of peanut oil fell to the ground, making the ground slippery.
The zombie cat stared at the car, waiting for the opportunity.
The car in front drove away with a damaged rear tire. A car with good performance can still hold up even if its tires are scrapped.
Fuchen glanced at the car leaving and stared straight ahead.
Silently maintaining a distance of tens of meters.
Car No. 6 watched the convoy leave, while the car behind was still waiting. It didn't dare to go out at all.
Car No. 7 doesn’t understand either.
No. 8 went around and rushed over first. He stepped on the accelerator, not daring to step on it all the way, but not daring not to step on it. The speed of the car was only thirty or forty kilometers per hour.
As soon as the car drove out of the base, a thunder struck the car from the sky and lit a fire on the ground.
The car exploded with a bang!
Exploded into pieces.
The explosion pushed Car No. 6 onto the car behind it, making a crashing sound.
Car No. 7 was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly. He did not dare to touch Car No. 6.
Zhang Wei's face was cold and his eyes were frightened.
He had a hunch that the other party was staring at him.
That kid, that little zombie guessed that car No. 6 had heavy weapons.
A weapon that can blow up an entire base with just one vehicle.
Fuchen stared at the car, intriguing.
This car obviously doesn't have the same explosion effect as yesterday.
Fuchen fixed his gaze on the No. 6 car that refused to come out.
"Cat corpse!" Fuchen ordered. "Blow it up!"
Zhang Wei's heart was beating fast and there was a tension in his mind. He felt threatened and without saying a word, he bypassed the No. 6 car and drove away.
The cat zombie stares at car No. 6 from a distance.
The people in the car seemed to be aware of it, staring into the eyes of the cat corpse.
The Zombie King noticed the mental attack, turned his head, and stared in that direction with frowning eyebrows.
"Ah -" the man covered his head and screamed, "Run, run quickly."
The cat zombie stared at the car for three seconds, then there was a "click", followed by two loud "bang" and "bang" noises.
Car No. 7, which had just run out not far, was overturned by the shock wave and rushed seven to eight meters. The roof of the car hit the ground.
The people in the car looked at the base on the ground.
The entire prison was destroyed.
The tall white walls were blown up. There were only cracked stones on the ground.
The white stones cover up all life, zombies and the convoy behind.
At the moment of the explosion, the Zombie King hugged Fuchen and ran away, avoiding the wind and waves.
The cat zombie was also thrown away, fell to the ground, and quickly got up on its own.
Zhang Wei vomited blood and his hazy eyes could not see clearly.
He felt that his life was in danger and his breath was dying.
But now my head is still hanging.
Zhang Wei condensed a trace of electric current on his fingertips and hit it on the heart, stimulating the activation of body functions.
The electric current gave him an "adrenaline" effect.
