"Fuck! Fight with them!" Seeing that the man was shot with a mouthful of old blood and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive, a companion beside him picked up the gun and shouted loudly, waiting to see his companion Sure enough, someone in the middle rushed out after hearing the sound, but the man who picked up the gun quietly turned his head and ran to the place where the car was placed.
With a sound of "Boom!!", the breeze was mixed with golden luster, and the utility pole in the middle of the road was cut off. A group of people looked at the middle of the road in horror, and saw an SUV with a black high ground. Stop in the middle of the road. The window of the passenger seat rolled down, and a handsome man put one arm out of the window, as if he was fascinated by the electric pole that had been cut in the middle.
Realizing that everyone was looking at him, he turned his head to look at those who were half-hit, and said apologetically, "Sorry, the movement was a bit loud when the roadblock was cleared, you continue." After that, the car backed away from As the gap passed, the man suddenly remembered something and pointed in the direction of a small house on the side of the road, "That man seems to be driving away."
A few people who were blocking the road and looting, who were still holding on, immediately came to their senses, and found that the accomplices who had just shouted for everyone to rush up together were running towards their car at this time, and they quickly chased after them with their weapons.
Someone in the convoy wanted to chase, but was stopped by one of the men: "No need to chase, they have guns on them." Both sides were angry just now, and they did it recklessly. Otherwise, those people will not take the initiative to attack after discovering that their own side is obviously powerful and amazingly powerful.
On the other hand, if one of their comrades hadn't been wounded by their guns, they might not have been desperate to die with the other party. Calm down now, thinking about when the zombies chasing behind will catch up with the convoy, or rush to the base first. As for these scumbags - don't let them meet in the future, otherwise, they will never let go!
"Zizhong, you were so handsome just now!" Fang Hao said to He Zizhong with a smile until he had passed the line of cars.
He Zizhong gave a wry smile and poured two mouthfuls of space water into his mouth to restore his spiritual power. He originally just wanted to use the wind blade to cut the electric pole, but who would have thought? I had always wanted to mix the two powers together before, but now I suddenly use them inexplicably? But after using it for such a short period of time, my energy consumption is too exaggerated, right? It seemed that he was emptied all of a sudden, but fortunately there was space for water to help replenish his mental power.
"The 'qi' we practiced at night seems to have an effect on supernatural powers." After recovering some mental power, He Zizhong explained to Hao why he seemed so brave just now.
"Qi? Does it have an effect on supernatural powers?" Fang Hao had a question mark in his head, obviously not understanding what he meant.
He Zizhong closed his eyes and realized it again: "Before, I wanted to mix the two abilities together, mainly referring to—mixing the gold-type ability into the wind-type ability to strengthen the power of the wind blade, but before. But it has not been able to merge. When I was using the power just now, I subconsciously brought in 'Qi', and the two powers actually merged." So he was also taken a big jump just now, okay? The seemingly calm appearance was actually startled by himself. There is a golden light in the blue wind, and the effect is much stronger than putting the gold-based ability directly on the iron rod and swinging the zombies.
Because Fang Hao only has the ability to heal, this kind of qi has a limited effect on him, but knowing that this ability can greatly increase He Zizhong's lethality, he looks much happier than He Zizhong himself.
"Then let's practice this every day from now on!" After he said that, he found that He Zizhong raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a half-smile on his face. Fang Hao realized that he wanted to cultivate this kind of "qi". It takes two people... ahem, just do what husband and wife love to do. The white face instantly turned red again, and the whole person seemed to be smoking.
He Zizhong smiled, stroked his soft hair lightly, and whispered in his ear in an ambiguous voice: "Okay, then we'll 'practice hard' every night."
When driving to the south, the two crossed many convoys along the way. Behind these convoys fleeing north, most of them brought some zombies who heard the "sound" and moved behind them. When they meet head-on, they can dodge if they can, but if they can't dodge, they will fly head-to-head. He Zizhong has been thinking silently in his heart. When he goes back through the city, if he stops by the way, should he go to the places that sell cars and collect a few spare crash-resistant cars? Otherwise, just relying on the current car and the spare car in the space, I'm afraid it won't last long.
He Zizhong changed to the driver's seat, turned onto a relatively secluded path, got rid of the zombies behind him and chased after his car, and drove towards the location of the warehouse in his memory.
Buildings, green spaces, and even farmland on both sides of the road are now shrouded in gray fog, emitting an air of decay. Now these plants on the roadside have begun to wither, and many plants that were originally lush and just started to show their vitality were directly strangled by the breath in the air at the beginning of their awakening. But now, few people who are busy escaping will pay attention to this. But even if a careful person finds out, there is still nothing they can do.
He Zizhong's eyes swept through the vegetation on both sides of the road, and found that something seemed to be moving in the weeds deep by the roadside.
It may be a zombie hiding on the side of the road, or it may be a human being, but it is more likely to be a zombie animal, or a mutated horror plant. No matter which one it is, He Zizhong is not interested in close contact, his task now is to drive the car to the destination quickly.
Fang Hao raised his binoculars and looked at the slightly trembling bushes just now. After the two of them turned out of the place where they could see the place, they couldn't confirm what was moving there. However, seeing that only the grass was moving, but nothing came out, He Zizhong seriously doubted whether there were mutant plants there.
After driving for a long time, the car finally reached the temporary destination of the trip—the warehouse on the edge of the city.
There are many warehouses and factories scattered here, and some small workshops on the edge of the urban area are also built nearby. The courtyards with tall courtyard walls are distributed on both sides of the road, and dogs can be heard barking in the distance, but I don't know if those dogs are ordinary dogs that have not yet mutated? Or zombies
He Zizhong drove towards one of the most solid-looking warehouses. When they came here last time, not only were the doors and walls of the warehouse damaged, but the nearby buildings were not much intact. At the gate of the warehouse, looking at the complete wall, He Zizhong heaved a sigh of relief in his heart - it seems that the situation here should be fine.
Fang Hao glanced around with the binoculars, and reported to He Zizhong: "There are a few zombies outside the courtyard over there, and there are seven or eight zombies outside the courtyard on the other side."
Very good, no zombies were found on the periphery of the target warehouse, that's good: "Take a rest here at noon, it looks like a warehouse, let's check if there is anything in it."
Fang Hao naturally had no opinion. It was already past lunch time, and he was already hungry, but he didn't say anything.
He Zizhong parked the car in a relatively hidden place, and after locking it, he took the murder weapon and got out of the car carefully with Fang Hao.
There were no figures at all on the nearby streets, only a few scattered zombies came upon the news of the car's movement. They both had weapons in their hands, hats and masks on their heads, and long-sleeved clothes on their bodies.
After cleaning up the zombies, the two walked cautiously to the warehouse door, and He Zizhong began to pick the lock.
It has to be said that people who have been reborn from the end of the world will have some skills, such as unlocking, such as minimizing the movement of their own actions, hiding their breath, and so on.
Fang Hao guarded against other directions and was vigilant until He Zizhong's voice came from behind: "Okay."
Pushing open the door carefully, the two of them made sure that the figure was not lost, up and down, left and right, and then they dodged and got into the warehouse door.
In the warehouse of this warehouse, there are some military supplies quilts, cotton gloves and other things stacked at the door. The quality of these things is not very good, and the quantity is not very large. He Zizhong picked and collected about one-third. It is worth mentioning that Fang Hao can also use the space to collect things, and - "Senior, can we take things from the air?!"
Fang Hao was already very excited to be able to collect things in the space. When he found that He Zizhong actually raised his hand and put a pile of cotton gloves three meters away into the space, he was so surprised that his eyes almost popped out. light comes.
"Yes, but there are still distance restrictions." He Zizhong just tried it on a whim. After all, his space has been upgraded. Maybe there will be other changes in addition to the space itself becoming larger
Unexpectedly, taking things from the air actually came true!
The two tried their best to suppress the excitement in their chests, and walked quickly to the depths of the warehouse. In the depths of the warehouse, there were indeed boxes and boxes of canned military supplies!
The two opened a box, and Fang Hao confirmed it with the light of the flashlight: "Three years ago... it will expire in three months."
No wonder it's piled up here so carelessly? He Zizhong remembered that after they arrived at the base in City A in their previous life, they never heard that the military had organized troops to come here to collect things. It can be seen that the things stacked in this warehouse are probably all "expired products" to be processed. For example, these cans that are about to expire soon, or those things like bedding, military boots, etc. that have obviously been stored for many years.
"It doesn't matter, this kind of can can last for about two years even after it expires." He Zizhong flipped the one in his hand, "There is no pull tab on this kind of can, which is more durable and air-tight than the one with pull tab. As long as the can itself doesn't swell up, there's no problem." Let alone two years of this kind of can, he had seen cans that appeared at the base eight years ago in his last life, and people still eat them.
What's more, there is also a preservation effect in the space, and these things will not expire at all if they are placed in it.
Fang Hao, who had just been able to collect things through the space, rolled up his sleeves to prepare for a big fight, and He Zizhong was happy to watch him happily busy with his work there. Maybe it was because he was able to use this ability for the first time. When Fang Hao came back to his senses, he realized that he had collected almost nothing left of the cans that were about to expire in the entire warehouse.
Looking at the small pile of dozens of boxes not far away, Fang Hao was a little embarrassed and looked at He Zizhong eagerly. He knew that every time He Zizhong collected things, he would not clean them up at once, and the two of them couldn't consume so many things at all.