The wasteland is reborn and the countryside is at hand

In a shopping mall in Pengcheng City, a group of armed men wearing special police uniforms were on guard with submachine guns.

A dozen survivors loaded bags of supplies from the mall into their cars.

"Fill this car and we can go back," a young SWAT officer said to the SWAT captain next to him.

The captain nodded, "Well, I finally gained something today."

After he finished speaking, he reminded: "Be careful. This neighborhood used to be very prosperous, and there were usually a lot of people... Although I didn't see a few zombies today, but... it's better to be vigilant!"

"What are you afraid of? We have 38 special police officers coming out this time. Everyone is fully armed! Do you still need to be afraid of those mindless zombies? I can blow their heads off a hundred meters away! Military team, just relax Bar!"

The special police officer said proudly, dismissing the zombies mentioned by the captain.

"You were in the bureau when the virus broke out. You didn't know how powerful these zombies are. If there are only one or two zombies, it's okay, but I'm afraid they will swarm in groups. Don't be careless!" Wu Zhengyi saw that he was disapproving and became more and more worried. stand up.

Most of these special police officers in the armed squad are people who have never seen a zombie swarm. After the virus broke out, they accompanied the city hall officials to the shelter and did not understand the horror of zombies gathering together.

It is estimated that many special police officers have the same idea as him and lack awe of zombies.

Thinking of this, Wu Zhengyi gradually became nervous, and there was a slight sweat on the palm of his hand holding the gun.

Outside the warehouse at the back of the mall, a survivor held a broken steel rod and pried open the iron lock on the door. There were seven survivors standing beside him. These people had followed the armed team to the city to look for supplies. of civilians.

Eight special police officers armed with guns stood on the left and right, protecting them in the middle.

The iron door was locked from the inside. After the man pried for a long time, the iron lock gradually showed signs of loosening.

"Aze, can you open this lock?" Qiao Yanjing asked his son beside him in a low voice.

I saw Qiao Yuze frowning and listening to something.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Yanjing looked at him and asked worriedly.

As an evolved person, Qiao Yuze's hearing is far beyond that of ordinary people.

At this time, he could hear strange "whirring" sounds coming from the warehouse isolated by the iron door, like the whining sounds coming from the throat of some kind of animal, but it also seemed to be extremely suppressed. Feel.

At this time, the person who picked the lock suddenly cursed: "MD, can't you give this lock a shot? How can I pry it open!"

This was said to the four special police officers.

However, the policemen had indifferent expressions and still stood there quietly, unmoved.

Before entering this shopping mall, the captain had told them not to shoot easily, because the loud gunfire would attract the surrounding zombies.

Therefore, they will not use their guns easily unless life or death is at stake.

This mall was surprisingly clean, with not even a single zombie, so they easily occupied the place without firing a single shot.

Seeing no one responded, the man threw the steel rod on the ground and said, "I can't pry this thing anymore. Whoever wants to pry it can do it!"

Qiao Yanjing was about to pick up the steel rod and try to pry the iron lock, but Qiao Yuze reached out and stopped him.

"Dad, don't go there...there seems to be something...inside this door."

"Ah? Are there zombies inside?" Qiao Yuze's hesitant expression made Qiao Yanjing wonder if he had heard the sound of zombies inside.

Qiao Yuze shook his head hesitantly. This kind of sound did not sound like it was coming from a zombie. Zombies would only make harsh roars, and the things inside seemed to be deliberately suppressing their voices, as if they were afraid of being heard by people outside.

The thing inside must be extraordinary. It may have thoughts. As for whether it is good or bad... strong or weak, we cannot judge yet.

But Qiao Yuze definitely doesn't want anyone to open this door, because unknown things also have unpredictable dangers.

Otherwise, if Qiao Yuze wants to open the iron lock, he only needs to hook his fingers. His magnetic power can control all the steel within 5 meters around him at will.

Qiao Yanjing did not step forward, but the other survivor picked up the steel rod on the ground and continued to pry the iron lock.

In fact, each of them has a weapon, a knife or an ax in his hand.

As long as you hit it with a heavy ax a few times, no matter how hard the lock is, it will open, but... no one dares to do this, as the special police said, the loud noise will attract the surrounding zombies.

They have all seen the power of zombies, so even if they knew there were more than 30 special police guards around them, no one dared to take risks.

With the efforts of several survivors, the iron lock of the warehouse was finally opened with a click.

"Wait a minute, everyone, be careful... I'm worried there will be something inside..." Qiao Yuze was the youngest among these people, and his slightly green voice could not attract everyone's attention at all.

No one cared about what an 18-year-old child said. Only Qiao Yanjing took a few steps back with a solemn expression. He heard the seriousness in his son's tone and put his left arm in a slightly defensive posture to block Qiao Yuze behind him.

Qiao Yanjing's right hand held a saber with a blade about 20cm long across his chest. The knife was given to him by Li Yi.

Qiao Yuze was holding a fire axe. Because the fire ax was entirely made of steel, it was easier for him to use and easier to be controlled by his magnetic power.

Except for the two of them, everyone else was excited about getting a large amount of supplies in the warehouse. They were gearing up to move the supplies in the warehouse to the car.

They couldn't help but feel happy when they thought that everyone could share a large amount of supplies.

"Crash~" The iron door was opened by two people, one on the left and one on the right. Everyone had an excited smile on their face. Even the special police officers who always had serious expressions couldn't help but raise the corners of their mouths.

However...in the next second, a scream accompanied by everyone's fear penetrated the entire mall!

Even the special police on guard outside the mall were shocked by the shrill screams.

Wu Zhengyi took the lead and rushed into the mall and ran towards the warehouse where the shouting came from. Behind him were more than 20 special police officers. The sound of their footsteps was heavy and powerful, which also gave Wu Zhengyi who was running in front some confidence.

When they rushed to the warehouse, they saw that the walls outside the warehouse were covered with blood, and several people lying on the ground like mummies were dying.

Not far away, eight special police officers were holding submachine guns cautiously, pointing their muzzles into the warehouse in unison.

Behind them were four survivors, including Qiao Yuze and Qiao Yanjing.

"Army team!" The special police officers saw Wu Zhengyi running in and finally found the backbone, they shouted quickly.

Wu Zhengyi frowned and approached them two steps at a time.

"What's going on?" he asked.