Chinese heroes against the heavens

Chapter 59 Giant Zombies
After about an hour, the people brought by Chen Feng drove back a dozen cars one after another under the protection of the soldiers. When these cars were driven back, they were still stained with blood, and there were even mutilated human bodies in very few corners. Organs and Minced Meat.But this is already not cleaned up, otherwise it will be even more horrible, after all, the disaster broke out too suddenly.

When two of the buses were opened by Chen Feng and the others, they were like hell on earth. Black blood spilled all over the inside of the bus. There were bones scattered all over the place, wriggling maggots, and a few skinny zombies that were so hungry. .

When the door was opened, the stench that came out of the nostrils made the soldiers of the Tiger Army almost vomit, and the assembly staff of the hotel even vomited so badly that they couldn't straighten their backs.

In the end, it was the Tiger Army soldiers who were the first to slow down, and a soldier entered, and brutally executed several severely malnourished zombies inside.Then clean up by hotel armed men!

After the transport vehicles were set up, Chen Feng shouted to the survivors in the hotel lobby with a low voice:

"The elderly, children, and female compatriots should sit in the two buses in the middle of the convoy, and the rest of the brothers should sit in the small cars in front of and behind the convoy in an orderly manner. Special reminder, the bus in front of the convoy is for open roads, and unrelated personnel should not Enter! I hope everyone abides by the rules and don't try to fish in troubled waters, otherwise don't blame the brothers who maintain order for being ruthless! Get in the car now!"

With Chen Feng's order, the survivors came out of the hotel in a team, like ants moving their house, and started boarding the car very smoothly and neatly, while the original armed personnel of the hotel stood aside to maintain order and prevent crowding and stampede.

The survivors also tactfully did not make trouble, and boarded the car with as little noise as possible. After all, it would be no good to anyone if a group of zombies were attracted.

"Mom, this car is so dirty and smelly, the ground is full of black mud! Why can't we take a car like those uncles?"

After getting into the car, a little boy about ten years old looked at his shoes stuck in the black mud and couldn't help but pouted and complained to his mother.

The young woman behind him immediately covered his mouth when she heard this, and said with a stern expression:
"Shh! Don't make trouble!"

Although the boy still looked unhappy, he nodded obediently after seeing his mother's stern expression.

"Ah, mother! I have hands! I have hands!" the boy suddenly screamed.

The mother looked in the direction of her son's finger, and her face turned pale for a while.The people around who just came in also turned blue when they followed their gazes.

"What a crime, how could this happen, how could there be such a thing in the car! Bodhisattva bless you!" An old lady in the crowd couldn't help but muttered.

Hearing the commotion in the car, a young man with tattoos who was maintaining order walked in and shouted in a low voice with a fierce look on his face:

"What's the matter? What's the matter? What's the trouble? Keep your voice down, who is responsible for the accident, huh? Who is making trouble and throwing him to feed the zombies!"

The young man with the tattoo reprimanded him and stabilized the situation. The people in the car were quiet, but they still looked at the corner with a blue face.

"What's wrong? What's going on?" The young man saw the instigator at a glance and asked, pointing at the little boy.

The little boy was also frightened by the young man's ferocious appearance, and he didn't dare to speak for a while. Seeing this, the young mother pulled the little boy behind her, and then apologized:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't manage it well, he was frightened when he saw a broken palm."

The tattooed young man saw the woman in front of him with a soft and weak look, so he couldn't blame him too much, so he had no choice but to say angrily:
"Don't have another time. If those bosses outside killed the zombies around like ants, we probably have to explain your son's voice here!"

The young mother looked even more guilty when she heard this, and kept saying sorry.

Seeing this, the tattooed young man no longer continued to be embarrassed, but turned around and vaccinated the people in the car and said:

"Don't make a fuss in the car. Strictly speaking, this thing is the aborigines. It's just to pretend to be you, and its other partners were asked to get off the car, or more! You dove to occupy the magpie's nest, don't take advantage of it, and behave yourself ! Let’s go, brother, this bus can’t accommodate you!” After that, the tattooed young man inserted his severed hand with the watermelon knife in his hand and left the bus.

The terrifying atmosphere in the bus was also dissipated a little by the tattooed youth's joke.

After this twists and turns, all the people in the hotel returned to their orderly appearance.

He Yong stood guard on the top floor of the hotel with a long knife on his back, when the walkie-talkie strapped to his waist suddenly rang.

"Captain He Yong! Captain He Yong! Are you there?"

Hearing Chen Feng's voice from the walkie-talkie, He Yong picked up the walkie-talkie and replied:

"I'm here!"

"Boarding is complete immediately! Boarding is completed immediately!"

"I understand!" After He Yong finished speaking, he hung up the communication and tuned to another channel.

"Zhao Qian, Sun Li, Zhou Yu, and Zheng Wu, the four of you will lead the team and set off first, selectively clearing the zombies along the way and reducing the density!"

"Ci...ba...understand!"

After everyone got into the vehicle, He Yong led a team to stand on the roof of the bus, while the remaining five teams were divided into twos and threes to stand on the roofs of other vehicles.

"Let's go!" He Yong gave an order, and the entire convoy started slowly and gradually accelerated.

After driving for a certain distance, the zombies on the side of the road heard the movement and began to approach the convoy. The bus roared and ran towards the zombies without slowing down.

"Bang~ bang~ bang..."

Since the group of corpses had been sorted out by the advance team, the density was greatly reduced, so they couldn't stop the accelerated bus at all.Zombies were knocked into the air one by one, and then crushed mercilessly by the wheels.

"Bang~"

"Ah~"

The bus in the middle of the convoy shook violently to the right, and a dent was knocked out of the door, revealing a half-width crack.

"What's going on?" Wang Wei turned around and saw a giant three-meter-tall zombie. Under the blue-gray skin was the huge muscles of a crouching dragon, and its arms were almost as thick as an adult's waist.

The team standing on the roof of the bus stabilized their bodies and reported immediately:

"Lord Centurion, the bus was hit by that zombie throwing a motorcycle just now!"

"There's something, go ahead and I'll meet it!" After explaining, He Yong jumped back and got off the bus.

Before He Yong landed, the zombie pulled up a telegraph pole and swept towards him without saying a word.

"嗙~"

He Yong didn't have time to dodge, and was smashed like a baseball onto a clothing store on the side of the road. He smashed the tempered glass with spider web-like cracks.

"Cough~ho~huhu" He Yong kept the posture of being sunken and hadn't recovered yet. The giant zombie moved towards his first run-up and stabbed a telegraph pole. It felt like a gun came out like a dragon. .

"Boom~" The tempered glass exploded on the spot, and the electric pole rubbed against He Yong's head, and the spear went straight in, stabbing deeply into the shop. He Yong, who was on the side, had a lingering fear on his face. Poke fly.

Then He Yong stood up, drew his knife and chopped off the head of the zombie who was close at hand.

"Puff~ Kaka~ Cha!"

The long knife cut into the neck of the zombie, and met a strong resistance, but under He Yong's great strength, it cut into more than half, but at the same time, the knife also sank deep into the neck of the giant zombie, and was firmly stuck.

"roar~"

The giant zombie with tenacious vitality subconsciously let go of its hand holding the telephone pole after feeling the great pain, and punched He Yong. He Yong wanted to let go of his long knife to avoid it, but it was too late.

"Bang~"

The giant zombie punched He Yong firmly in the stomach, and sent him flying into another nearby store, shards of tempered glass splashed all over the place.

The seriously injured giant zombie was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue the attack, and went in to beat the little thing that had injured him to death, only to see that several of the same little thing had already arrived, guarding the opening of the store.

The furious zombies roared to the sky
"Roar!"

The rest of the soldiers were waiting for him to launch an attack, but the giant zombie rushed and crashed into the alley beside the road.

Seeing this operation, the soldiers of the Tiger Army were taken aback for a moment, but then they rushed into the room anxiously to check He Yong's injuries, regardless of the escaping zombies.

"Cough cough~"

He Yong lay with his mouth full of blood in the wreckage of the desk that was knocked over in the store, and the armor on his chest was also dented.

"Master Centurion, what's the matter with you?" The first soldier who came in asked anxiously when he saw He Yong's appearance.

"Ahem~ Laozi is not dead yet, where are the zombies? Have you killed them?"

"Because I was worried about your injury, I let you go!"

"Grass, why did you let it go? The knife given to me by the general is still on its neck! Cough~" When he said excitedly, He Yong spat out blood again.

　Recommendation ticket, recommendation ticket, recommendation ticket!

　　


(End of this chapter)