Adorable Attack: Zombie Journey in the Last Days

A zombie that can run as fast as a car?

Lan Zijian felt that today must not be his lucky day. His heart had already been hit by all kinds of horrific realities, and he entered the state of usual game training without any fear. Those hideous creatures in sight had long been no reason Human beings become monsters, but phantoms piled up with data one by one.

Like those data streams in games where you just need to find the weak point and kill it with a click of the mouse.

After imagining those zombies like this, Lan Zijian calmed down instead, and poked his head out to look at the group of zombies following the weird zombies, like when he was teaming up to brush a dungeon in the game, he was confronted with someone he had never seen before. Boss analysis like that.

Only 1 minute later, Chen Simeng, who was about to turn the corner, suddenly heard an excited roar from another road, and immediately stepped on the brakes. At this time, his big eyes were half-closed, and he turned his head to Lan Zijian and asked loudly: "There are an unknown number of zombies on the road turning left, where do you go when you turn right and go straight!"

"Don't fucking ask me! I don't distinguish between north and south in reality. This should be a commercial street. Turn left to the red light district. Go straight to the residential area. Turn right and we will go back to the direction of the gas station!" Thinking wholeheartedly Lan Zijian, who was analyzing the weird zombie, pointed at the intersections angrily, turned around and grabbed a handful of ssm76, aimed at the head of the four-legged zombie who was jumping while running, and shot a straight line up and down. Three bullets.

Due to Chen Simeng's braking, the distance between the zombies and the vehicle dropped sharply, and those ordinary zombies should have been moving at high speed for too long, and now they resumed their slow speed.Although the numbers are still scary, for Lan Zijian and Mo Ze who have seen more terrifying scenes, they can already become the background of that weird zombie.

Two of the three bullets missed, and the weird zombie jumping up and down was like a cunning hunter playing with its prey.He kept jumping forward, and his surprisingly big mouth made him, who was already extremely ugly, look more like a meat ball, with a crack cut out of it.

"Damn it! You can't use the simulation ability!" After confirming through the gap behind the magazine that there are more than 20 bullets left, he patted Chen Simeng's shoulder with his backhand, and murmured unhappily: "Slow down a little, Lanzi and I Try to see if you can get close enough to blow his head off."

The distance is too far, and tentacles cannot be simulated to help control the shaking of the gun. No matter how good the gun control ability is, it is impossible to hit a pea-sized moving target 500 meters away in a car at a speed of nearly [-] meters. It's hard to be human.

"Moze! Can you launch a barrage attack?" He retracted his body into the car and removed the magazine, and glanced at the yellow bullets in the magazine. Lan Zijian decided to use the most direct and violent method to test the weird zombie to the end. What a big deal.

If it's just a large group of people who can summon friends...the corpses come to attack, then there's nothing to worry about. After killing them with headshots at close range, just get in the car and shake off the tide of corpses.Those ordinary zombies can only run fast for a few minutes, and they need to be led by a leader.

"Bullets... Empty half of the clip, test the water!" Resolutely raised the gun, Moze let out a sigh of relief, pointed at the zombie a hundred meters away, and put his fingers lightly on it. on the trigger.

Smiling, Lan Zijian turned around, and under the surprised and admiring eyes of the two women, proudly leaned half of his body out of the window: "Three..."

"Three ghosts! Just shoot now!" With most of his body stretched out of the car window, Moze, who was almost climbing on the roof, aimed at the zombie's upper body, let his fingers go the rest of the way, and buckled down. That little trigger.

"Da da da da" piercing gunshots made Peng Ruyun and Qian Qiuxue in the car cover each other's ears, screaming silently.Unlike them, although Lan Zijian's ears were numb from the sound of the gunshots, he had long been accustomed to the deafening sound after wearing headphones for a long time to play gun games, and unconsciously opened the corners of his mouth excitedly. He heard Moze roaring amidst the gunshots behind him: "Accelerate! Accelerate!"

The uneasiness on the intuition and the flames from the mouth of the zombie covered by the gunfire made Moze nervously ask Chen Simeng to speed up and get rid of the one who was still running in a strange posture, but the speed was not slow. Weird zombies.

It was unclear who came first, the blue-orange flame spewed out from the zombie's mouth, and the flames that almost covered the entire road made the faces of Mo Ze and Lan Zijian flushed, and in the dynamic vision The bullets that seemed to be fast enough were now reddened by the flames and rushed by the sudden flow of flames. Most of them changed their trajectory. Only two or three of the lower ones still hit the bullets. Target.

However, for a zombie, the bullets that hit the stomach and thigh muscles seemed to have no effect on them at all.The weird zombie was still swaying, chasing up at a constant speed. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Moze even felt that the corner of his mouth, which was cut out by a knife, had a mocking arc.

"Special infected? Fire abilities? These zombies are too supernatural!" Lan Zijian, who was touched by the hot air, lay on the back seat in shock, wiped his face vigorously, looked After getting into the car, the relentless flame zombie threw away the ssm76, which had no bullets in its hand, as if discouraged.

"No! In fact, he's very natural!" Changing a magazine, Moze touched the empty magazine with some regrets, and stuffed it into the locker in front of the co-pilot seat.

Pointing to the huge chest cavity of the zombie which was different from other zombies, he took out a lighter from the locker with some excitement, lit a blue flame with the rubbing wheel, and then laughed.

"Blue fire, that zombie should be sprayed with methane gas or other flammable gas! Although I don't know what kind of body structure allows him to do this, as long as his gas is exhausted, or from His back pierced through his chest, and this monster should be able to be dealt with!"

Facts have proved that the more than 50 bullets poured out are not useless.The well-founded analysis made Lan Zijian nod his head, but helplessly raised the ssm76 in his hand, and said with a bitter face: "Even if you know how to deal with him, it's still difficult to deal with! His fire can directly shoot bullets His trajectory has been changed, and it is impossible for us to go around his back, so many zombies are there!"

"I can! After parking the car later, you will attract his attention, and I will go around behind him from the side and finish him!"

Raising the gun in his hand, Moze leaned on the car window and glanced at the surrounding environment, as well as the female zombie wearing half a set of underwear on the road, and said a little funny: "Three directions, you choose One of the most banned ones."

"Eighteen bans?" Driving the car, he heard Mo Ze joking with himself and already knew that the matter was not that serious. Chen Simeng touched Mo Ze's face with one free hand, and said strangely: "What is the eighteen bans?" ? Also, master, your face is so red, do you have a fever?"

"It was roasted by that zombie's fire." Moze, who raised his gun and aimed for a long time, gave up and patted the car door, annoyed and shouted at the fire-breathing zombie that kept jumping around: "You What the hell is it children with ADHD! Will you die if you walk honestly!"

Naturally, the zombies couldn't understand what Moze was scolding him, but simply adopted the most beneficial way of moving for themselves...jumping and walking to maintain their speed and avoid human attacks.

It's strange to say that it is a weird creature whose mind is about to rot, yet it still knows how to welcome good fortune and avoid evil, and it also knows how to rely on instinct to defend itself when faced with an attack from a gun that it has never seen before.

Moze doesn't know whether they have their own independent consciousness, but what Moze knows is that the IQ of these creatures is definitely not as high as those infected people in their own world.

Because he wanted to find a spacious place to go around the fire-breathing zombie before solving the problem, so Moze took out all the things that the original owner of the car had put in the locker and looked towards The zombie threw it over forcefully.

Moze's strength is already strong enough. After being strengthened by the virus, although he can't lift a car and throw it at the target like before, those sandalwood paperweights, metal pipes, and thick Chinese and English in the locker Bilingual dictionaries have become weapons that Moser can throw out.

Interesting things happened, of course, it was just that Moze looked interesting. The three people in the back row of the car probably looked at the fire-breathing zombie, and they were so nervous that they had no time to appreciate the zombie that was like feeding. Bits and pieces thrown across from all angles.

It seems that he is very taboo against all things that may hit his head. Every time he breathes fire, he will burn the sundries flying towards his head to ashes. This also reminds Moze of something, and stretches out his hand to The pocket that had always held the two cardboard boxes.

"Lan Zijian, help me unpack this thing." Throwing away a pink cardboard box, Lan Zijian, who was wondering what it was at first, got it, and was regarded by Peng Ruyun and Qian Qiuxue as the object of onlookers.

Nothing unusual either, just a box of good quality condoms.

In other words, condoms at this time are indeed rare enough.

"Ze Xiaoshou, what are you doing? Carnival before death? Shocking our car?" Qian Qiuxue twisted a piece of rubber cover in a small plastic bag incomprehensibly, with a slightly undisguised expression on Qian Qiuxue's face Desperate, he smiled and tore open the colorful bag, and threw away the rubber-smelling cover: "I'm almost dying, do I still need this thing?"

"...What are you thinking? Give me the unpacked one." Stretching out his hand to snatch the fluff-stained soft cover from Lan Zijian's hand, Moze looked at them with a look of contempt for perverts After scanning it all over, he unfolded the extremely elastic rubber bag in disgust: "It can be used as a tourniquet, water, and sealing tape. Why are everyone's thoughts so dirty? Fill it with gasoline and throw it over. As soon as he spits fire, boom!"