But in just a few seconds, the two people were drowned in the zombies, and everyone lost their traces again without even seeing the two first and second level zombies.
There were a lot of people squatting on the tank to defend. Although it was a little messy at the moment, it was quickly stabilized by the soldiers who were in charge of the arrangement. Suddenly, another shadow jumped up on the tank!
Although He Zizhong and Fang Hao could see clearly this time, they were far away from their location and there were people nearby, so they couldn't let go. The person stared at by the zombie was a wind-type ability user. He jumped back quickly when he saw this, a blue light just emerged from his feet, the talent just jumped up, and his feet were tied by a slender thing. !
"Zombie's tongue!" He Zizhong was startled. Although he had heard of zombies who would use their tongues as weapons to bind their targets, this was the first time he had seen them.
"Ah!!" There was another scream. The man was pulled straight down. The people around him wanted to reach out to save them, but they saw the zombies that jumped up at first rushing towards them and subconsciously shrank their hands to avoid them. People were dragged off the tank.
"Cuckoo!" There was a sound, and an ice flower formed on the jumping zombie, barely making it move. A golden light shot inconspicuously from the back of the zombie's neck, hitting the crystal nucleus of the back of the zombie's head.
With a thud, the speed-type zombie fell to the ground and could no longer move.
Allen was stunned for a moment. Although his ice-type ability was very cheap and effective in this gloomy weather, he just froze the limbs of the zombie. How could he freeze it directly to death
He was looking around suspiciously to see who killed this zombie. A water girl next to him hugged Alan's arm, and her plump chest tightly hugged his arm and screamed loudly: "Captain, you are so handsome! You killed this mutant zombie in one fell swoop!"
Several other girls in the team also shouted, so that even if he had the heart to find the person who really killed the mutant zombies, he had no chance.
Fang Hao rolled his eyelids behind his sunglasses. Since his ability was upgraded to level three, his vision seemed to be much more sensitive than before. Naturally, he found the golden light and knew that He Zizhong had succeeded.
He Zizhong didn't care about such trivial matters, and looked for a while among the surging zombies below - the person who was dragged down before saw that he couldn't survive, and the zombie who attacked them with his tongue... Right there!
Another golden light flashed, and his attack power was greatly improved after the ability was upgraded. It was not so easy to use toothpicks, bullets, etc. to deal with second-level zombies. First-level zombies can use this long-range method to target one by one. , but the zombies above the second level have to personally go forward and cut with the knife, but now dealing with the second-level zombies is like dealing with the first-level zombies - as long as the speed is fast enough and the attack is not dodged by them.
The second mutant zombie also died silently in the hands of He Zizhong, and the pressure on the team was greatly reduced. stand up.
It seems that there are only these three and second-level zombies among the few hundreds of zombies. When these three zombies fall, the remaining ordinary zombies are not to be feared, and they will be cleaned up quickly by everyone.
The atmosphere of silence enveloped the team. The team of the dead team members could not even gather the bones of their teammates. They could only silently pile these corpses in one place and burn them clean. The rest of the people will naturally not take the initiative to touch the bad luck of these people. The death of relatives and friends will happen almost every day in the last days. At this time, I saw someone die again, and the rest were just numb. Even the best friends could hardly shed tears, just silently staring at the pile of corpses that were burning with smoke and difficulty in the fine rain.
Although not every oil tank in the refinery is full, the refined oil is definitely enough to replenish the entire fleet, and it can be packed and taken away for a long period of time in the future. In addition, there is still a lot left.
Because the main goal of this time is not these gasoline, each car is only filled with the oil it needs, and after carrying as much gasoline as possible, they temporarily rest in the car in the courtyard for the night - not because they don't want to live there. In a building, if an accident happens in the apocalypse nowadays, it is better to live in a car to escape, but if you live in a building, you must confront the incoming "things" head-on.
The sky was overcast, and there were still small raindrops scattered in the sky. He Zizhong and Fang Hao sat in the back of the car and looked out the window. They went to the place where the oil tanks were placed today. This oil factory is really not small. After they visited, there were still at least a dozen huge oil tanks in them Fill with refined oil.
But don't worry now, they are still here, if they move too much at night, they will definitely be seen tomorrow.
Poke the dumpling who is enjoying a stroking massage in Fang Hao's arms: "Do you remember the place?"
Tuanzi twitched twice, and gave He Zizhong a slanted look with contemptuous eyes. At the same time, the thoughts of Tuanzi at this moment came into their minds - abuse of Tuangong!
He Zizhong reluctantly patted his big, fluffy head, and whispered to the dumpling when Fang Hao lowered his head and snickered: "When you come back, let your mother hold you to sleep."
I should have slept with me every day!
Although it is still incomprehensible, the idea of the dumpling can be more and more clearly conveyed into the minds of the two of them. It has to be said that this can be regarded as a great improvement, but the dumpling is not very good, and often complains about the two of them, which makes He Zizhong I feel that my father is not dignified enough.
Of course, dignity is earned by one's own actions, not by threatening a teenage dumpling who can't even speak.
The night was dark, and a strange feeling came from the dark night, causing He Zizhong, who had just fallen asleep, to suddenly open his eyes.
"What's wrong?" Although Fang Hao's vision was much stronger than before, he didn't feel anything. He was awakened by He Zizhong's actions.
"There's something." He Zizhong sat up with a heavy face, and looked out of the car window secretly.
There was a fire in the open space not far from the car, and sitting beside the fire was the night watchman. Those people sat around talking in a low voice to relieve their boredom. Several people looked around from time to time with guns in their arms to prevent zombies that might suddenly appear. Looking at their leisurely appearance, it was obvious that they did not feel the sound.
"Which direction?" Fang Hao asked in a low voice, observing with him.
"It seems to be over there... gone." He Zi raised his eyebrows and looked into the shadows in surprise. What is that? Zombies? Or people? If it was a zombie, would it give up such a good hunting opportunity? But if it's a human... who would it be
But what's even more strange is, why did I "feel" that thing? Not a sound, not a sixth sense, but an indescribable "feeling".
The questions were not answered, and until the next day when everyone left, He Zizhong did not find any trace of the person or the zombies. Maybe it was a nearby survivor who came over to check the situation after hearing the voices of everyone collecting the zombies yesterday afternoon, but he was not sure whether these people were good people and did not contact him.
In the evening after the departure the next day, He Zizhong and Fang Hao returned to the car, and the dumplings who had been staying in the space appeared energetically on the open space lined with oil tanks.
Dango, who had a soft spot for "Pu Diu" jumping, was floating in the air in a very depressed mood, sharing his vision with Baba, who was abusing the team worker, and Mama, who was always gentle and beautiful.
Apart from the original things in the refinery, there was nothing dazzling in sight. After the dumplings wandered around the field, He Zizhong let it return to the space and prepared to enter.
"Be careful, it's okay to take less." Fang Hao leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. Even if he didn't get any other benefits after going out this time, the military will definitely give everyone the fuel cost along the way. Squad reimbursed. Although they are not rich in gasoline, they are much better than other teams.
He Zizhong nodded slightly and turned to enter the space.
The fresh breath and the breeze caressing the cheeks are much better than the damp and stuffy breath outside.
The dumplings were floating around in the open space in front of the bamboo building, and when they saw He Zizhong entered the space, they immediately came over - although Baba's embrace was not as comfortable, it would never be polite if someone could hold him!
Leaving the space under the entrainment of Dango, and returning to the open space that he just left during the day.
He Zizhong remembered very clearly that there were more than a dozen huge oil tanks containing refined oil, and their team only took some from two of them when they came. Although these oil tanks cannot be completely full due to volatilization and other reasons, as long as one can be taken away, it is enough for the two of them to use them for a long time.
After the area of the lower layer of the space increased, it was more favorable for He Zirei's actions. He quickly circled around a few selected huge oil tanks, and several meters high tanks were stacked on the lower layer of the space. He Zizhong, who probed into consciousness, felt a faint sense of oppression.
As usual, he didn't greedily put all these things into his bag, and only selected about half of the oil tanks with refined oil. Thinking about whether to just put the gasoline in the space and put the outside tin can back in its place? In order to prevent others from seeing the problem when they came back after this mission, suddenly, the "feeling" that they had when they spent the night here the night before came back!
there is something!
He Zizhong's expression froze, and he looked in a certain direction. He didn't know how he got this feeling and what he was "feeling", but there was no doubt that something was nearby!
I don't know if it was a human or a zombie. He Zizhong was thinking about whether he should go through the space cautiously and return to Fang Hao's position when something rushed towards him like a sharp sword!
Level 2... No, faster than level 2 speed zombies!
The thing that rushed over brought a gust of wind, and He Zizhong felt as if every hair on his own stood up, and an inexplicable feeling spread from his body, making him seem to be able to detect every movement of the thing. …