Early morning is always the best time of the day, even in the last days. Zhang Xiaoqiang drives a three-wheeled agricultural vehicle on the road, and the destination will be City H. After all, h is a provincial capital city, and the central government must pay more attention to the provincial capital than the prefecture-level city where it is located. Coupled with the local armed police force garrisoned in the provincial capital, many survivors will definitely be gathered.
In the last days, the chances of survival for individuals are too small. Although an otaku does not need too many interpersonal relationships, an otaku is not an eminent monk practicing in an ancient temple deep in the mountains. He needs society and popularity. To be precise, he needs something that can pass the time. The reason why an otaku is an otaku is because he is always empty and always wants to stand outside the world. He always feels that he is out of place in this world, he doesn't care what other people think, he just wants to find his own space in this materialistic marketplace.
Otaku look at everything that happens around them from the perspective of a bystander. They may be ugly or unknown, but they have their own life orientation and their own thoughts. This kind of thinking is not imposed by others, because otaku have their own world. He can ignore those authoritative thoughts, he can criticize everything. Because they have their own culture.
It is a pity that they are independent from the world, but they cannot be separated from the world. Most of them can only live in a closed and small space and endure the strange eyes of others on them.
Why do people in the world disagree with otaku and otaku, but the number of otaku is still increasing without decreasing? That's because nerds always have a free heart. They don't want to be bound by the world. They may not be able to live out a big self, but they can live out a small self.
The morning sun is not scorching hot, there is a coolness in the air, and the morning wind blows on the body and hits the face, bringing a burst of refreshment. Yang Ke'er slept soundly like a piglet in the carriage, and the bumps caused by the driving could not affect her sleep.
Thinking about the little girl's performance last night: "No brains!" Zhang Xiaoqiang thought in his heart, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. After all, Yang Ke'er was still very caring, and it was not in vain. No wonder some senior nerds are always looking forward to developing games.
"There is a situation!" Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped the car when he saw the front, and raised his binoculars to observe.
There is a small river about three or four hundred meters away, and a concrete bridge stands on the small river. The bridge is also about ten meters long and eight meters wide. A long-distance bus bumped into the guardrail on the left side of the concrete bridge obliquely, and the bus and the guardrail crossed.
There is a distance of three to four meters between the right guardrail and the rear of the bus, which is just enough for a small car to drive. It's a pity that it is now filled with dozens of zombies.
According to previous thinking, Zhang Xiaoqiang must now call Yang Ke'er and the two of them to wipe out the zombies together. However, Zhang Xiaoqiang became more cautious after experiencing two risks that he shouldn't have experienced. He got out of the car and went to a small dirt bag in front of him to lie on the ground and observe carefully.
Zhang Xiaoqiang lay on the small soil bag and looked at the bridge deck with binoculars. Because of the angle, he could see it more clearly. The bus was a 12-meter-long King Long bus, the body was painted bright red, and the front of the bus hit the opposite bank. A large piece of the bridge head was deflated, and there were nearly fifty zombies scattered on the bridge. It seemed that no evolved zombies were seen.
On the bus there is a sign of City sZ - City J, and you should arrive at City J shortly after crossing the bridge, presumably the Golden Dragon bus came down from the expressway and headed for City J from here.
Thinking of the expressway, Zhang Xiaoqiang was also very depressed. The day before yesterday, Zhang Xiaoqiang drove his tricycle on the expressway and wanted to experience the feeling of an agricultural vehicle on the expressway. Unexpectedly, after only driving for more than ten miles, he arrived at the entrance of an expressway. Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that he had arrived. The junkyard in western movies.
All kinds of luxury cars, high-end sports cars, large trucks, and passenger cars are crowded together like a pot of boiled eight-treasure porridge. At the highest point, the stacks of cars are seven or eight meters high. Only empty shells remained after burning, zombies and bones can be seen everywhere, a truly doomsday scene.
I had no choice but to follow the old lane honestly.
Zhang Xiaoqiang felt relieved when he saw this, as long as there are no evolved zombies, it will be fine. When I was about to get up, I realized something was wrong.
Four or five small cars collided with each other on the road near the bridge, and the bodies of each car became twisted and twisted. But all the car doors were torn off and thrown aside, the farthest was thrown more than ten meters away. Ordinary zombies definitely don't have such great power!
The temperature gradually rises, the forehead gradually oozes sweat, and the chest starts to feel stuffy after lying down for too long. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't dare to observe carefully.
If it is not that he does not know the road, this is the only road on the map to reach the provincial capital. Zhang Xiaoqiang will definitely take a detour, he has survived so many difficulties and obstacles, he doesn't want to be carried in this small ditch.
The zombies at the bridge head on the other side were a little commotion, they all gave way to the front of the car while avoiding something, and a tall D2 sex zombie emerged from the front of the car.
As soon as the D2 zombie came out, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart sank. The last contact with D2 was a nightmare he didn't want to recall. Zhang Xiaoqiang will never forget the fear of being on the top of the bus as the body vibrates. I can't forget the fear when I was blocked on the transom and had close contact with D2.
Zhang Xiaoqiang turned around and wanted to run. He was very scared. To him, D2 was like facing a fully armed main battle tank with his bare hands. A sniper crossbow that could shoot through steel plates would only break the skin on D2's head. He had no confidence in it. Defeat it, even with the horn spear that can pierce rocks.
D2 walked to the bridge and stopped. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw it sniffing the air and roaring through the binoculars. Even Zhang Xiaoqiang could hear it more than 200 meters away from it.
"What happened?" Zhang Xiaoqiang was startled, he was in the upper hand, the wind sent his breath to D2's nose, and D2 was already aware of his existence.
Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly jumped up from the ground, turned around and ran to the front of the tricycle, jumped on the car and started the ignition, the front of the car made a big bend and drove towards the road.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was trying his best to speed up the vehicle, but the three-wheeled agricultural vehicle stopped working at the most critical moment, and the speed became slower and slower until it stopped and refused to leave.
"Kao" Zhang Xiaoqiang remembered that he hadn't refueled since he came out. He used to refuel when he was carrying supplies, but now the retribution has come.
Zhang Xiaoqiang woke up Yang Ke'er who was sleeping in a mess, and dragged Yang Ke'er to the field beside the road with a horn gun and a backpack on his back.
"Uncle, what are you hiding?" Yang Keer didn't understand being dragged away by Zhang Xiaoqiang.
"Zombie!" Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't look back to see if D2 was chasing him, even though he was at least 2,000 meters away from it.
"Cut! Uncle, what are you afraid of with those things! Let me deal with them." Yang Ke'er didn't know the situation and stopped as if turning around to fight.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was not as strong as Yang Ke'er, and he was freed when he was older, and now he was in a hurry: "Is it after evolution, or a second evolution!" Zhang Xiaoqiang had to explain to Yang Keer.
"A lot?" Yang Ke'er stopped and asked.
"One!" Zhang Xiaoqiang also felt blushing, no matter what, he had killed all directions before, and now he is hiding everywhere like a mouse being chased.
"It's very powerful, even a crossbow arrow can't kill him!" Zhang Xiaoqiang explained to Yang Ke'er, concealing his cowardice.
"Fast?" Yang Ke'er understood a little bit. According to the game experience, he has encountered a big boss, and the thick-skinned and fast boss can't be provoked now.
"It's not very fast! It's probably about the same speed as ordinary people trot!" Zhang Xiaoqiang recalled the first time he met D2!
"Then don't be afraid, according to my experience in playing games, as long as you don't get touched by it, you can slowly consume it!" Yang Ke'er was very proud of her game experience, turned and walked towards the bridge.