poor road [end times]

Thanks to the torrential rain just now, this already remote area is even more sparsely populated.

In a community with a low occupancy rate, there is no one to be seen in the desolation.Driving from the depths of the community to the entrance of the community, there was no other movement except for the howling wind.

Yang Yiqin was very cautious, the gasoline in the car was not full, and he did not turn on the air conditioner.Fortunately, June was not too hot after the heavy rain, otherwise it would be very tormented in the sweltering car.

As for the windows...

He didn't want to be attacked by zombies who came from nowhere after he opened the window.

This car was bought by Yang Yiqin in installments, and with the license plate set, it only cost more than [-] yuan. Naturally, its performance cannot be compared with Feng Lin's car in all aspects.The chassis of the car was not high, and for the sake of safety, he even opened only a small gap in the small sunroof on the top of the car.

Although judging from Mr. Chen's every move, the zombies seem to have stiff limbs and slow movements, but so far, Yang Yiqin has only seen one zombie human and one zombie dog, and the conclusions he draws are not universal.

So he can't relax for a moment.

Arriving at the gate of the community, Yang Yiqin finally saw the first living creature.

The reason for saying this is because the security guard who usually stood upright and wore uniform uniforms had half of his body leaning out of the window of the security booth, while his lower body was still inside the booth.And on its body, there is a guy in the same uniform, biting his flesh and blood bit by bit.

They must have gone through a life-and-death struggle. The security booth was in chaos, and the walkie-talkie and thermos cups fell to pieces.A few pieces of glass windows of the pavilion were also broken, and an electric shock rod fell outside and mixed with the glass slag. It is not known whether it was broken or not.

The gate of the community is closed, and it stands to reason that when you go out, the equipment that scans in front of you can automatically open it after recognizing and registering the vehicle.But there seemed to be something wrong with the instrument. Yang Yiqin stopped for a while and still remained silent, which instead attracted the attention of the zombies in the security booth.

Calculating in his heart the possibility of directly smashing open the gate with a car, Yang Yiqin broke into a cold sweat for his little broken car.

At this time, he suddenly regretted that when he bought a car, he didn't buy an off-road vehicle. Not only did he have a high chassis, but he could also rampage to a limited extent, so he didn't have to worry about being knocked over or buried.

Forget it, when I first started working as a social animal, I couldn't bear the loan.

The security guard who was bitten was completely out of breath, his skin slowly crawled up with hideous veins, and his flesh and blood became no longer so fresh.

So Yang Yiqin, a fresh flesh and blood, naturally became the next target.

When he got out of the car with the cleaned long-handled umbrella, he was still thinking that the electric shock prod and the walkie-talkie were very useful things, and it would be nice if they were not damaged.

The door of the security booth was closed, although the zombies were desperately eager for fresh "food", waving their arms desperately, and leaning their bodies outward to make a pounce on food.

And the bloody guy who was bitten on the neck and the left side of his face, his eyes were stained with blood, and his lifeless knuckles were shaking slightly.

Everything indicates that - it is about to mutate.

Without hesitation, Yang Yiqin grasped the handle of the umbrella and exerted force with his arm. His knuckles pierced the tip of the umbrella into the eyes of the zombie whose upper body was hanging outside and was about to mutate.The eyeballs and the smooth and smooth touch of the brain seemed to reach his brain all the way through the handle of the umbrella, which made him inevitably have slight goosebumps.

This is the closest he has ever been to a human brain.

Of course, there may be closer opportunities in the future. A few hours ago, it was simply absurd that I could not have imagined.

After dealing with the immobile first zombie, the second zombie with its teeth and claws was more agile.Because the opponent's movements are stiff and the range of activities is limited, like an old man with no strength to restrain a chicken, he is not actually a threat.

Horror and a sense of disobedience are what make people distressed.

But all of this is not as difficult as imagined. As long as there is concern, there will be no fear or hesitation.

After the two zombies were silent, Yang Yiqin first picked up the electric shock baton that fell outside the pavilion, pressed the button and found that it was still working, and immediately stuffed it into his pocket.Immediately afterwards, he reached in through the broken glass window and opened the door of the security booth.

There was not much room in the security booth. Two bloody zombies were stacked together. The stench filled the entire space, and it couldn't escape even with the doors and windows open.

Adhering to the principle that people don't leave empty space, and flies are meat no matter how small they are, Yang Yiqin put away the walkie-talkies, electric shock batons, lighters, snacks, and mineral water of the two security guards—after all, he was concerned about Feng Lin's situation, so he will definitely To avoid all trouble and get to the destination as quickly as possible, there must be no time to collect supplies.

After doing this, he removed the bodies of the two zombies and pressed the open button of the community gate.

After the door was opened, Yang Yiqin immediately returned to the car, put the supplies away, and started the car.He chose a route that seemed to be the least dangerous so far. In this sparsely populated suburb, it can be said to be unimpeded.

There are not many buildings in the first section of the road, but as the destination continues to approach the urban area, even if you try to avoid commercial circles and subway stations with a large number of people, you will still pass by old residential areas.

Because the location is remote, and most of the other survivors are aware of what happened, and the torrential rain before no one went out, there was no purgatory-like tragedy on the street, except for the scattered wandering people who ran out of the building zombies, and almost no other living things - although "living" is not an appropriate description of zombies.

As for the situation inside the building...

I'm afraid it is far from the calm outside.

It is a good thing that no one goes out on a rainy day, but in contrast, the company and the room will only be overcrowded.

Yang Yiqin suddenly remembered that he and Feng Lin had discussed the end of the zombie era.

At that time, the two men were crowded together on the sofa, watching American plasma films together, and the two of them had a very formal discussion——

In fact, with the development of science and technology to this point, the firepower of modern weapons has already exceeded the cognitive range of ordinary people.Unless the virus can be transmitted through the air, most of the world's population will suddenly become dead in a short period of time, while the remaining billions of people will spread in a rapid way, only by biting and spreading from person to person, in the face of modern thermal weapons Just a joke.

Who knew that the prophecy would come true, that in a short period of time, most people became zombies without warning.And the remaining part, without any precautions, died in the early days of the end of the world.

There was a turning ahead, and Yang Yiqin drove over it cautiously, for fear of "meeting love at the corner".

Fearing what would happen, the moment he turned the corner, a figure rushed over desperately, waved at him frantically, and tried to stop him.

Yang Yiqin had very good eyesight, so he could tell at a glance that the other party was a living person, so he stepped on the brakes subconsciously.

The man was in his 20s, and his height should be less than 1.8 meters, but his physique was still strong, and he was sweating profusely and dressed roughly.Seeing the car stop, he anxiously yelled at Yang Yiqin: "I'm not a zombie! I'm not a zombie! Help me, brother, give me a ride!"

Yang Yiqin didn't open the car door. He sized him up carefully to make sure that there were no scratches or bites on his body. Then he rolled down a third of the glass window and asked, "Where did you escape from?"

Is it a neighborhood nearby?

"... Passenger, passenger station!" The man was panting and exhausted, and clasped his fists at Yang Yiqin frantically, "Please, buddy, let me get in the bus first, and we'll be late if we don't run!"

Yang Yiqin frowned: "Why is it too late?"

He obviously carefully avoided all possible large-scale corpse changes.

"Because I, we escaped from the bus station. Some people mutated during the escape. In the end, few people escaped alive..."

"……so?"

"So now, there are at least two large carts of zombies 500 meters away!!"