Walking through the narrow road leading to the ammunition depot, looking at the weeds on both sides, everyone's expressions seemed very nervous.
Even Ye Lian's third daughter's face had a chilling air, while Ling Mo blocked the Tang Dao to his side, let go of his mental tentacles, and moved forward cautiously.
The mutant wolf dog seems to have a higher IQ than the mutant snake, and animals are always better at hiding their breath than humans.
However, until everyone entered the building, the shadow of the mutant wolf dog was no longer found.
This makes Ling Mo a little puzzled. It stands to reason that the temptation of this group of living people should be quite large...
Could it be that he was afraid of the existence of three advanced female zombies? It's possible...
However, Ling Mo and others didn't notice that just after they entered the building, a figure appeared from a corner not far away.
Behind her, there were two mutant wolf dogs.
"Well, you guys are just fine for tracking. Did you just remember the smell?"
She reached out and touched the head of one of the mutant wolf dogs. The bloody corner of the mutant wolf dog's mouth was the one that bit Ling Mo's Tang knife earlier.
Feeling a hand covering the capital's head, the mutant wolfdog let out a threatening growl, but as soon as it made a sound, it suddenly lowered its head and let out a whimper.
The hand seemed to move gently, but the strength suddenly increased, pressing the mutant wolf dog to the ground.
And it was trembling all over, as if it had met a leader of its kind.
"I would also like to thank that human being, otherwise there is no way to stimulate me to finally improve completely. But that human being is very powerful. I have to take it slow. Um... In human words. Step by step?"
After speaking. The figure slowly walked towards the building, followed by two mutant wolf dogs.
At this time, Ling Mo and his party were already slowly moving forward in the long corridor. It seems that the ammunition depot used to be electronic security, but after the disaster, the door was completely open.
There are also more corpses here than in other places, and it seems that many armed police came here to look for weapons after the disaster.
But unfortunately, the mutation of human beings has lasted for a period of time. It is possible that your friend had survived the first wave of disasters with you, but suddenly mutated in the next second. Kill all the companions who escaped with him.
It is this continual variation that is the biggest reason why the world has become the way it is.
Even if the first round reacted, and even made corresponding countermeasures, the subsequent mutations that continued to appear were hard to prevent.
Some refuges that are likely to be opened immediately will eventually become slaughterhouses because it is impossible to judge whether members will mutate.
Of course, this is not absolute. With enough force, even if someone mutates, they should be able to kill them immediately. Minimize hazards.
But for many ordinary people, this is a deadly disaster.
There were not too many zombies in the first round. And in the next few hours or even days, is the real reason for the huge number of zombies.
There are also many zombies in the building, and even two mutant zombies appeared.
Fortunately, these zombies would not deliberately attack. Although the corridor was narrow and the situation was critical, with Ling Mo and four people present, these zombies were nothing to be afraid of.
After leaving the zombie corpses all over the place, everyone finally reached the arsenal.
That old king immediately used his strengths and began to pick out weapons.
But I don't know if most of the weapons were taken away by the survivors, or if the equipment of this armed police detachment was not very comprehensive, so the final result was just a few pistols, a few assault rifles, and of course some bullets .
These things are enough for them to use, plus the military armored jeeps can be seen in the parking lot not far away, this line is also quite rewarding.
In return, Guo Chao gave Ling Mo one of the pistols and some bullets.
With enough bullets, Ling Mo didn't mind using it for fun. Pharaoh was there anyway, and it was estimated that he would instruct everyone to learn how to shoot and aim.
But no one used the gun rashly at the moment, only Lao Wang loaded the rifle with bullets and held it in his hand.
The location is remote, and it is inside a building. Even if there is gunshots, it will not attract zombies in the distance. Others don't know how to use guns, and if they use them rashly, they might injure themselves.
But just as everyone was picking weapons in the arsenal, Yang Jiagang, who was standing at the outermost side, turned his head and suddenly felt a hand covering his mouth from behind.
All the companions are in the arsenal, even less than three meters in front of him, who can the owner of this hand be
Yang Jia's eyes widened immediately, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.
However, in the next second, he was already dragged away, and even a rifle that fell down was caught by that hand without making a sound.
"Although I lost two companions, it was relatively smooth."
Guo Chao hung an assault rifle behind him and said excitedly.
With weapons, they have the capital to take root in food production bases.
Of course, it was possible to thank Ling Mo for being able to do so smoothly, otherwise, if nothing else, the mutant wolfhound would be enough to cause them a heavy loss.
Although everyone didn't say anything, they looked at Ling Mo with gratitude, which made Ling Mo feel a little uncomfortable.
At this time, Meng Jiayu suddenly exclaimed: "Where's Yang Jia?"
"Yes, where did Yang Jia go?"
Looking into the corridor, there are only those zombie corpses that have just been killed, and Yang Jia can't be seen at all.
"Should I pee?"
"Then why don't you say anything? Look for it."
Pharaoh held the rifle in his hand, and it seemed that his courage had become a lot fatter. He walked into a room not far away first, then shook his head and walked out: "No."
Ling Mo felt something was wrong. He looked up at the stairs not far away and said, "Shouldn't we go upstairs?"
The other survivor was stunned for a moment, then raised his leg and walked up: "Then I'll go up and have a look, you can continue to look here."
He doesn't seem to be worried, but it's normal to have such a reaction, because all the zombies who were led down before have died.
And that mutant wolfhound... Even if it sneaks in, it should be on the first floor, and it is impossible to bypass this group of people and run to the second floor.
So this person's actions seem brave, but in fact there are some clever ones.
"Well, then let's look under here."
There are also many kinds of small warehouses on the first floor. Although most of them are empty, it is still easy to hide someone.
When Ling Mo followed the crowd to investigate those rooms, he involuntarily turned his gaze upstairs.
The person who took the initiative to ask to go upstairs had already run to the second floor at this time.
His expression looked a little relaxed, anyway, in his opinion, there is no danger here at all.
"Yang Jia?" He tried to shout into the empty corridor, but only heard his own echo.
"Where did this thing go... Even if you really pee, you don't have to run this far."
However, just as he walked through the entire corridor and passed a room, he suddenly heard a very subtle noise.
"Hahahahaha..."
"Yang Jia?"
The man asked suspiciously, while reaching out to block the long spear in front of him.
While slowly pushing the door with the long spear, he also hid his body behind the door, so that even if a zombie rushes out from it, he will not fall on him at once.
But when he pushed the door open a crack, the situation in front of him made his eyes widen.
Yang Jia's eyes were fixed on him, but his head was separated from his body.
On his body, two mutant wolf dogs were frantically biting at his internal organs, and the "chirp" sound was exactly the sound they made when biting and chewing.
Fortunately, the two mutant wolf dogs did not seem to notice his appearance.
This man restrained the tremors all over his body and slowly stepped back, but just two steps back, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, as if a hand grabbed his neck.
"Cuckoo..."
As the hand tightened suddenly, the man suddenly felt powerless, his eyes widened, and there was a hoarse sound in his throat.
"Crack."
The man's head tilted, his body softened, he was slowly dropped to the ground by the hand, and then dragged into the room...