"Go to hell!"
The tentacles twisted into red threads fell quickly, and were about to pierce into the Tianling Cap of the soldier-level zombies. At this moment, another black shadow jumped out from the group of corpses. Judging from the direction of its attack, it was the soldier-level zombies. The head, and the dark blue tentacles falling rapidly from it!
"laugh!"
The sharp claws that were mutated from fingernails swiped across quickly and actually cut off the front end of the dark blue tentacles. Black mucus spurted out, splattering the zombies' faces all over.
The shadow's face was fully revealed at this moment, with scarlet eyes and black scales all over its neck. It was another fully transformed zombie-level zombie!
Severe pain came from the break of the tentacles, making Zhang Ning's body go limp. In addition, he had resisted the zombie's bite before, and he almost fell off the hood when he lost his center of gravity.
Fortunately, the main target of the attack was not Zhang Ning, which gave him a chance to stabilize his body and avoid falling into the group of corpses.
Both of these soldiers were from Chen Youguo's command. The zombie that attacked Zhang Ning first was wearing a tattered blue short-sleeved shirt, while the zombie that attacked later was wearing a gray-white blood-stained shirt.
After Chen Youguo suffered a mental shock, the two zombies returned to their original state, that is, a beast state that could only act on instinct.
Without Chen Youguo's obstruction, it is naturally impossible for the zombies to live in harmony with each other. Eating each other to make themselves stronger is the unchanging truth engraved in their genes.
"Ouch!"
Feeling a sharp pain in the back of his head, the soldier-level zombie in blue short-sleeves quickly made a judgment, gave up on the easily accessible prey in front of him, and turned back to check the situation.
Seeing that the sneak attack was successful, the gray-shirted soldier roared low in his throat, and followed quickly with his other sharp claw, preparing to inflict heavy damage on the blue-shirted wound.
But how could the soldier in blue sit still and wait for death like before? He turned his head and moved the wound away from the opponent's attack. He roared again and again, raised his claws and stabbed the belly of the gray shirt hard!
The two zombies came and went, and soon they were biting each other.
The two soldier-level zombies had no intelligence to begin with, and now they were blinded by anger. They only focused on how to increase the strength on their minions, completely ignoring the fact that there was a "comrade" who was in pain and convulsing and was still lying on the windshield of the BMW. on the glass.
"it hurts……"
His vision turned black for a while. Zhang Ning gritted his teeth and tried to stay awake. The dark blue tentacles had retracted to his neck, but the pain from the wound did not ease at all, and instead tended to get worse.
What he saw just now was very real. The top of the dark blue tentacles was swept by the claws of the zombie in gray shirt. It was like a fragile plant vine being chopped by a sharp blade, and it was completely broken.
It felt to him as if some important part had been severed in two. The pain that penetrated into his bone marrow made him tremble all over, and even getting up became difficult.
"Why does it hurt so much? I won't be hurt to death..."
Thinking randomly in his mind, Zhang Ning's eyes couldn't help but drift into the distance. The mountain cannon was still guarding the door of the pickup truck. The huge dog's head shook back and forth, and from time to time it exposed its threatening fangs at the secondary infected bodies gathering around it.
"No, Master, I can't stay here. My parents still need protection. I can't die!"
A trembling guttural sound came from the chest. At the back of Zhang Ning's neck, where the dark blue tentacles were, the surrounding scales suddenly trembled, just like human skin forming when it encounters cold or irritation. The goosebumps stood up one after another, revealing the tender purple flesh underneath.
These erect scales were like brushes filled with ink. As Zhang Ning continued to groan, he began to quickly inject black liquid into the skin.
In an instant, the originally purple-red tender meat turned into pure black, and the healed granules spread and intertwined at an incredible speed, forming a small flesh-and-blood hill at the position of the dark blue tentacles, like a mini heart. , actually began to beat gently.
"Hiss, hoo, hiss, hoo, hiss, hoo..."
It hurts, it hurts so much!
In order to keep his consciousness clear, Zhang Ning has begun to use the breathing method he usually uses during exercise.
Specifically, maintain the breathing frequency of two inhales and one exhale, divide one breath into two inhales, then pause for a moment, and then exhale again.
This breathing method can effectively control the retention time of air in the lungs, allowing the body to last longer during strenuous exercise.
The reason for doing this now is just to restrain the severe pain in the back of the neck.
Although his attention was focused on the wound on the back of his neck, Zhang Ning's eyes never left the two soldier-level zombies fighting among the corpses.
"Damn it, when grandpa and I recover, I will chop off both of your dog heads!"
Trembling, Zhang Ning grabbed the kitchen knife that fell on the hood and whispered through gritted teeth.
Whether it was because he had adapted to the pain or because his special breathing method played a role, he seemed to feel that the pain on the back of his neck was not that severe, and most of his stiff body had recovered, and he could barely move.
Although the pain was relieved, Zhang Ning still did not dare to reach out and touch the dark blue tentacles on the back of his neck, because he had seen the ends of the tentacles cut off with his own eyes before, and he was a little afraid to touch the imaginary break.
But he is not a hypocritical person. Although his situation is not very optimistic, the current threat must be eradicated.
If his life is in danger because the ink blue tentacles are severed, then the only way to protect his parents is the giant dog mountain cannon.
The mutated dog mountain cannon is naturally more than enough to deal with secondary infected bodies, but it is a bit tricky to deal with these mutated zombies after their transformation.
Previously, Zhang Ning had ordered the mountain cannon to bite off the necks of soldier-level zombies when they were in the trunk. However, the giant dog's fangs that could crush flesh and bones encountered obstacles for the first time. Judging from the situation at that time, it seemed that it could not bite through at all. The scales on the zombies.
You must know that the soldier-level zombie was completely pinned to the ground by Zhang Ning. In such an unprepared situation, the mountain cannon could not kill it quickly, let alone the situation where it could move freely. The soldier-level zombie would attack the mountain cannon. What kind of threat does it pose?
Therefore, for Zhang Ning, if there is really a possibility of losing his life, the first thing he should do is to clean up the mutant zombies around his parents as much as possible.
Even if the price is to die with him.
"Monsters are all monsters..."
Compared with Zhang Ning's determination, Yuan Shaofeng's family huddled in the BMW seemed particularly cowardly.
Seeing Zhang Ning on the hood about to get out of the car, Yuan Shaofeng, who huddled up, dared to turn his head and carefully looked at Zhang Ning's back.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, one look frightened Yuan Shaofeng, who had just recovered, half to death.
Zhang Ning's clothes had long been stained with black blood, and the back of his neck was even more messy. But what was shocking was not the stains, but the beating, black-red fleshy mound growing in the center of his neck.
If this hill of flesh and blood only beats lightly, it wouldn't be so scary.
, but while the fleshy mound was beating constantly, there were many small undulations running under the delicate skin, like tiny worms, crawling and intertwining rapidly in the flesh.
A strange itching feeling rose from Yuan Shaofeng's tailbone and spread rapidly along his back to the whole body. Fear was mixed with other emotions, churning the middle-aged man's stomach. Yuan Shaofeng had obviously not eaten anything in the morning. , still couldn't help but vomited violently in the car.
"Ugh... ugh... weird, monster... ugh..."
The narrow carriage was filled with the unique sour smell of gastric juice, like a pot of moldy and rancid soup. It made the remaining two people burst into tears, but they did not dare to complain.
Because in their minds, once they make a sound, they may attract the attention of the "monster" on the hood.
But what they didn't know was that Yuan Shaofeng's vomiting sound had already attracted Zhang Ning's attention. Compared with ordinary secondary infected bodies, the death-level zombies not only recovered their visual abilities, but also had greatly improved hearing and smell. , although it cannot keep up with the horse level, it is still far beyond the ordinary people.
Zhang Ning had all the characteristics of a soldier-level zombie. Although the noise Yuan Shaofeng and the others deliberately concealed was slight, it could not escape his ears.
However, there were more important things to do in front of him, so Zhang Ning did not look back, but focused entirely on the two pawns in front.
There was a strange feeling coming from the wound on the back of the neck, but fortunately it was not as painful as before.
Holding the kitchen knife, Zhang Ning moved forward cautiously. Because the two zombies were tearing and fighting with each other, the surrounding secondary infected bodies were more or less affected.
The fallen secondary infected bodies formed a small circle around the two. The remaining secondary infected bodies stayed where they were after sensing the danger in the circle, and did not move forward blindly. Crowded.
Although these weakest secondary infected bodies have no intelligence, their instinct to seek good fortune and avoid harm still allows them to make the most correct judgments.
Looking at the two dead zombies, Zhang Ning did not rush to take action, but squinted his eyes and looked around carefully.
After learning from the previous sneak attack, Zhang Ning decided to take a clear look at the surrounding situation before taking the next step.
As the saying goes, a snipe and a clam fight over each other to make a profit. Now the two pawns are fighting fiercely and have no intention of caring about others. Zhang Ning only needs to wait until both of them are hurt before launching an attack, and he can reap the benefits.
But if there are mutated zombies hidden among the surrounding corpses, the situation where the fisherman gets the advantage is likely to turn into a scene where the mantis stalks the cicada, followed by the oriole.
Zhang Ning didn't want to be attacked by mutated zombies that sprang out from the corpses again.
The scarlet peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly. After scanning around, Zhang Ning found something fishy in an inconspicuous corner among the corpses.
The rest of the corpse group is full of zombies. Although it is not neat, there is no extra space. However, there is a small space in that corner, which looks like it is deliberately avoided by the surrounding secondary infected bodies.
And this vacant corner is still moving forward, and the direction of movement is exactly the two pawn-level zombies tearing together in the center.
"Sure enough, there are still others. Fortunately, I didn't take action."
Feeling thankful for his caution, Zhang Ning jumped lightly into the group of corpses.
Facing the sudden visitor from the sky, the corpse group composed of secondary infected bodies stirred for a while, but returned to calm after a while.
A "zombie" with scarlet peach blossom eyes blended perfectly into the group of corpses...
