All the way north, the car drove very slowly. Due to accidents and abandoned vehicles on the road from time to time, Du Jiancheng had to maintain the speed at about 30 miles in case of emergency. His poor driving skills had Enough time to react. However, the slow progress did not get better until we were far away from the city.
The scenery outside the car moves backwards like a revolving lantern. They do not change due to the change of the speed of the car. If we have to find any difference, we can only say that the height of the buildings is shorter; there are more towering trees; modernization The breath is weakened; the air blowing on my face is fresh;
After continuing to walk for some distance, the vision of the survivors gradually dimmed. The rows of huge red tung trees on the roadside were like soldiers who were dedicated to their duties. While guarding this section of the road, they were also guarding the road. The scorching sun was blocked outside, leaving only some mottled light spots and a rare coolness.
Feeling the cool breeze from outside to inside, Tang Xiaoquan felt calm in his heart.
After so many days, it was probably only at this time that his heart felt the most peaceful and peaceful.
Or as people often say, when you are tired, tired or confused, just pick up your backpack and go out for a walk. Because only when you are away from the hustle and bustle of the city can you feel the true charm of nature.
It's a pity that this charm did not last long, and was soon eliminated by the ruthless scorching sun.
About 10 minutes later, everyone could clearly feel that the speeding Buick GL8 had slowed down again. When they took a closer look, they saw a high-speed toll station with the words "HF City Welcomes You" not far ahead. Slowly entering everyone's field of vision.
Needless to say, as long as they pass this toll station, it means that the survivor team will officially embark on a new journey.
For every member of the team, it also means that they are about to say goodbye to the city where they have lived, studied and worked for many years.
After all, people are all about emotions. Even for foreigners like Wang Qiang and Tang Xiaoquan, they also have a trace of hard-to-let-away emotions in their hearts at this moment.
After all, this city taught them too many things and helped them find a partner they could trust with their lives.
However, now, due to the pressure of survival and the invasion of foreigners, they have to choose to leave. This cruel reality is really sad.
The speed of the car became slower and slower. Through the glass around the car body, the survivors could see many cars rear-ending each other; broken glass all over the ground; broken shoes scattered; and various other things. , materials and equipment scattered on the ground; just looking at it from a distance is enough to make one's hair stand on end.
What a tragic scene this is. Survivors who have had similar experiences can imagine the fear and helplessness in the hearts of people here when the crisis broke out.
The zombies are still wandering around aimlessly. If it weren't for the large dry marks under their feet that clearly show their former "magnificent masterpieces", you might really mistakenly think that they are tourists here to enjoy "sunbathing".
Closing his eyes indifferently, Tang Xiaoquan couldn't bear to continue reading. Leaving became his only thought at the moment.
Acheng picked an intersection with relatively good road conditions and drove slowly over. According to the past, paying the fee and obtaining a license plate was what every driver passing through this place had to do.
However today...it seems that there is no need for that.
Because, a black Land Rover "Evoque" was inserted upright at the original toll booth, and its fierce body even directly penetrated and damaged the hall.
As for the toll collector who was supposed to do his duty and operate with a smile... Just look at the blood stains splattered on the front windshield of the Land Rover Evoque, which explains everything very well.
Since the roadblock in front of the toll crossing had been broken, Acheng drove out smoothly without much effort. Then after approaching a section of auxiliary road that was nearly ten meters long, he stepped on the accelerator decisively, and the Buick GL8 instantly It was running away.
This feeling of galloping was so good. The strong wind that penetrated directly made Tang Xiaoquan's clothes rustle, and the bangs that rose with the wind spread and danced in all directions.
There is no doubt that in this lightning speed of nearly 100 kilometers per hour, the harassment of zombies is gone, the terrifying roars are gone, and the survivors are finally safe in a broad sense.
So not long after, snoring sounded one after another in the crowded carriage.
Acheng was still driving with concentration, his hands tightly gripping the steering wheel daring not to leave at all.
This was his first time on the highway, and the tense and exciting newness made him particularly energetic.
The temperature outside the car has reached over 40 degrees, and in this environment without the shelter of tall buildings and green trees, the Buick GL8 carriage full of eight people quickly turned into a sealed iron can.
Sweat rolled down like a waterfall. In order to save fuel, Acheng did not turn on the air conditioner, so the evaporated and dried sweat would inevitably stick to the corners of his eyes, making his vision blurry.
The car had been driving steadily on the highway for nearly an hour. Apart from the occasional abandoned car, Acheng never saw anything else.
He subconsciously raised his hand to wipe away the sweat from his brow. Suddenly, the moment his palm passed his eyes, he vaguely saw something lying across the road ahead through the gap between his fingers.
When he took a closer look, Acheng couldn't help but take a breath.
"Squeak~" He stepped down hard with his right foot, and the scream caused by the emergency braking stopped abruptly after a burst of hissing.
The huge inertia of the stopped car caused all the dreaming survivors in the car to fall forward and backward.
If Hu Xiaodong hadn't had the foresight to fasten the seat belt, his nose in the passenger seat would have been red and swollen, and he would have been bleeding profusely.
"Holy shit! What the hell is going on! Acheng, are you..." Wang Qiang was stunned mid-sentence, and the right hand he was touching his head froze in mid-air.
Not only him, but the remaining survivors also had expressions of horror on their faces, their mouths opening and closing.
It was a semi-trailer truck that rolled over on its side, its huge body blocking half of the entire road.
Behind him, dozens of small cars were "entangled" together, blocking the other half of the road.
There is no doubt that in the current situation, a head-on collision is obviously not very practical. After all, although the Buick GL8 is also very heavy, it is not a tank after all, so...
Tang Xiaoquan opened the car door!
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