My Apocalypse Fortress Vehicle

Jia Sheng was so distraught that he gritted his teeth and crashed the truck into the infected person.

The infected person's legs and the lower half of his legs, which was full of swollen fat, were both hit and penetrated by the truck. The front of the big truck seemed to have rushed straight into a hillside and suffered a severe impact.

The impact caused the front of the big truck to twist, deform, and even dent. If it were compared to a human being, it would definitely have a bruised nose and a swollen face.

The powerful impact made Jia Sheng fall headlong onto the dashboard. There was already an unhealed wound on his head, but now it became even more serious. Not only that, a steel plate in front of the front of the truck was smashed away, mixed with glass shards, and hit Jia Sheng.

The steel plate hit Jia Sheng's right arm hard, and all the glass shards were embedded in the flesh. Jia Sheng only felt a moment of heartbreaking pain, followed by a period of numbness.

He tried to move his arm out, but found that his right hand was motionless and he could no longer feel its existence.

His heart skipped a beat as he realized that his right hand was probably completely useless.

"Cao Nima's!"

Jia Sheng growled, not caring about his right hand anymore, and wanted to continue ramming the truck into it.

However, the truck was motionless and had been scrapped.

"Are you really going to die in vain?"

Seeing this, Jia Sheng smiled mockingly to himself and collapsed on his seat. The massive blood loss and pain made his head more and more dizzy. In his daze, he seemed to see someone lying on the snow. Lei Xiaohan covered in blood.

He ran towards Lei Xiaohan, but he was getting farther and farther away from the gas station, so far away that it seemed that he could not touch it in his lifetime.

"Xiao Lei..."

Jia Sheng murmured, and finally closed his eyes.

What he didn't see until he closed his eyes was that his truck crash was actually having an effect!

He stabbed the lower half of the infected person's stomach and penetrated half of it. The fat mixed with oil flowed out from the infected person's belly like a dam bursting. Its thin legs were completely broken, and it fell to its knees, its body suddenly shortened by half.

The infected man wailed and fell onto the truck.

"It actually works!"

Gu Zhuo was shocked. He didn't know if it was because of God's favor, but he didn't expect that Jia Sheng's suicide attack actually had an effect.

But the time Jia Sheng bought was only a few seconds. Gu Zhuo saw that after the infected person fell, he struggled to stand up, and the wound on his stomach was also healing quickly.

The opportunity that Jia Sheng had to fight for with his life must not be wasted!

Gu Zhuo zeroed in on the No. 1 helicopter, which was now naked and exposed in front of Gu Zhuo.

The people in helicopter No. 1 obviously did not expect that there would be a death squad on the opposite side! He was actually willing to risk his own life for an opportunity that was basically impossible to succeed!

It wanted to speed up and fly away, but Gu Zhuo's last shoulder-fired missile had already been aimed at it.

Perhaps due to the addition of many unnecessary weapons, the speed of helicopter No. 1 was much slower, and it had no time to dodge the missiles.

"Infected! No! No!"

The people in Helicopter 1 shouted that they didn't even have time to parachute now.

The infected person had already stood up halfway, but his legs were still shaking.

It stretched out its hand to intercept the missile in the air, but it was still a step too late. Its huge fingers grazed the missile, and the missile exploded on the No. 1 helicopter with a "bang".

Suddenly, the No. 1 helicopter burst into flames, and countless fragments fell from the sky, emitting black smoke and hitting the ground.

The moment the No. 1 helicopter was blasted to pieces by the missile, the infected person seemed to have experienced great pain. It stopped moving, and its original wailing turned into a shrill scream, with the sound like a newborn baby crying.

After a scream, it exploded from the inside. It exploded into a big puddle of meat and scattered in the sky. The scene was so disgusting that Gu Zhuo couldn't bear it and turned away.

After the rain of meat was over, Gu Zhuo swallowed, as if to confirm something, he asked Tong Chaoying:

"The infected person is dead?"

Chaoying nodded and answered him affirmatively:

"Well, dead."

Hearing this, Gu Zhuo's mood never got better. With Jia Sheng's words still echoing in his mind, he parked the helicopter at the location of Jia Sheng's truck.

After the infected were eliminated, only Jia Sheng's truck was left standing there alone. The damaged front of the truck looked very funny.

After getting off the helicopter, Gu Zhuo looked at the truck. He could imagine Jia Sheng's resolute mood when he hit it. Just like he was last night.

He opened the door of the truck and climbed in. He saw that the inside of the truck's cab had been completely smashed, and the previous interior could not be seen at all. There was a large pool of fresh blood on the dashboard. As for Jia Sheng, his right hand was pressed by a steel plate, and there was a large pool of blood flowing from his body. He fainted on the narrow seat.

Gu Zhuo put his hand in front of his nose, and he was already prepared for the worst.

Unexpectedly, Jia Sheng was still breathing extremely weakly!

This breath is very light, as thin as a gossamer, but it still exists, telling that this body still has vitality.

Gu Zhuo was overjoyed. He quickly removed the steel plate pressing on Jia Sheng's right arm, then carefully carried him on his back and brought him down.

Carrying Jia Sheng on his back, Gu Zhuo ran all the way to the place where they kept the supplies. He remembered that he took some medicine at that time. There are styptics, painkillers, disinfectant and bandages inside.

"Jia Sheng, don't die, do you hear me? Don't die, just live for me!

"I, Gu Zhuo, hate owing others things. You helped me twice, but you didn't even give me a chance to repay you..."

Gu Zhuo murmured in his mouth that although they only got along with each other for a few days, he saw Jia Sheng's desperate efforts and bravery and bravery every time. He had unknowingly regarded Jia Sheng as one of his own. .

Chaoying and Sam both trotted beside him, and finally, carrying him on their backs, they arrived at the place where the supplies were kept.

Gu Zhuo put Jia Sheng down from behind and gently placed it on the ground, then searched for medical supplies from the supply bag.

He found a styptic cloth, painkillers, and some disinfectant.

First, he wiped disinfectant on the wound on Jia Sheng's head and wrapped it with a hemostatic cloth. Then he looked at Jia Sheng's right hand.

The scratches made by the glass on Jia Sheng's right hand were oozing blood, looking extremely ferocious, as if there was a blood-red snake-shaped tattoo on his arm.

The steel plate came down, causing bruises all over his arm. Gu Zhuo touched his arm a few times.

Then, his face darkened, he sighed, and said seriously:

"His hand is probably useless."