After about 10 minutes of investigation, everyone had a general understanding of the village in front of them.
The village itself is not big, and it only took Lao Zhao about 10 minutes to drive around it at a constant speed, so in a sense, it can be concluded that the permanent population here is not large.
Based on preliminary estimates of the number of houses, it should be around 40-50 people.
As for this basic group of zombies, Lao Zhao and the others believed that with the existing number of people and armed forces in the villa, they were still able to wipe out these beasts.
Moreover, through investigation, Lao Zhao and others also discovered that most of the walking zombies wandering around the entire village road were mainly elderly people. It was rare to see runners and other advanced zombies formed by infection and mutation in young and middle-aged people.
Based on this, Tang Xiaoquan boldly speculated that due to geographical restrictions and relatively backward economy, a large number of young people went out to work, and those who stayed here were mostly elderly people, so the above situation occurred.
And this is undoubtedly great news for Lao Zhao and others. You must know that zombie virus infection**, judging from the current analysis of the data they have, these viruses cannot escape the limitations of the original host's physique.
In other words, the mutation index of a young person after being infected with the virus will definitely be higher than that of an elderly mutated zombie.
This means that the survivors only need to spend half the effort to deal with the young zombies to eliminate the old zombies, which will undoubtedly make their future elimination work much easier.
Lao Zhao finally chose to park the escort truck in front of the "most magnificent" building in the entire village. Of course, this so-called grandeur was nothing more than the extra walls built around the house.
But even so, for the three of them, Lao Zhao, it is the best choice for accommodation tonight.
It seems that no matter where you are, there will be such a gap between rich and poor. Tang Xiaoquan feels helpless and sarcastic in his heart.
The car stopped, and the three of them got out of the car one after another. Wang Qiang raised his crossbow to guard the surroundings. Their arrival undoubtedly brought some life to this lifeless village.
The elderly "old people" all roared excitedly when they saw the new guests. They were using this unique way to welcome guests like Lao Zhao who came from afar.
Although these elderly people were all over seventy years old during their lifetime, the transformation of the zombie virus has re-infused vitality into these elderly people who are about to be buried.
The temptation of fresh flesh in front of them drives them to unleash every ounce of potential in their bodies.
However, as Tang Xiaoquan analyzed, these elderly zombies are limited by their original body functions, so no matter how the zombie virus is stimulated and controlled, it cannot change their slow and sluggish movements.
Old Zhao turned around and looked at the shambling old zombies in groups behind him, and immediately ignored them. He believed that with the strength of Wang Qiang and Tang Xiaoquan, they should be able to poke and poke these old and ugly guys, so he Put all your energy into how to pick the lock on the door in front of you.
"NMD, Quan Zi, look, these old guys have lost all their teeth and they are still trying to eat!" Wang Qiang pulled out the hatchet from the head of a zombie he had just hit. The old zombie had a mouth full of The teeth have long been lost with the passage of time, and no matter how powerful the zombie virus is, it cannot regenerate them.
"Okay! Pay close attention and stop talking so much nonsense." Although the opponent's combat power is not as good as the adult zombies we have encountered before, the opponent is a mutated zombie after all. It only takes a trace of the zombie virus contained in its body to kill someone easily. , so any negligence is a joke with your own life.
Wang Qiang rolled his eyes at Tang Xiaoquan angrily. He put the hatchet back into the scabbard on his waist. There weren't many zombies around anyway, so he might as well take this opportunity to practice the accuracy of his crossbow.
Tang Xiaoquan can deal with the zombies at close range. Wang Qiang doesn't have to worry at all. He is currently using his crossbow to kill the zombies in the distance that are trying to get closer. He is shooting arrow after arrow with great joy. It's a pity that The quality of the water was really poor, and there was no accuracy at all. Except for a few that were shot in non-important parts, most of the others didn't know what corners they shot.
After slashing two hairless old men with arrows on their bodies, Tang Xiaoquan said angrily to Wang Qiang who was having fun: "Qiangzi, what are you doing? If you want to shoot, shoot well. Don't mistake the arrows for pebbles." , you are just kidding!"
Being scolded by Tang Xiaoquan, Wang Qiang lost his face and said, "What do you know? I'm not playing. I'm not good enough. I know I can't shoot accurately, so I took this opportunity to practice."
"You call this actual combat training? Well, I don't object if you want to practice, but can we practice within 10 meters first? Look at these masterpieces you have now." Tang Xiaoquan pointed to the two bodies on the ground that he had just killed. Zombies, I won’t say more.
Facts speak louder than words. Wang Qiang glanced at the dead body and knew that he was wrong and couldn't say much. But just when he didn't know how to argue, he suddenly heard a "clang" behind him.
Lao Zhao successfully broke the lock! He was glad that he had brought a blunt instrument such as a crowbar with him in the car. Unexpectedly, he had not yet tried it on zombies, but it was first used in lock-picking techniques.
Of course, Lao Zhao didn't have the finesse to get the door lock. His method was very simple and profitable, which was to directly use the end of the crowbar to hit the padlock on the bolt chain. Because the padlock had been rusted for a long time, it itself became damaged. It was already extremely fragile, so Lao Zhao easily broke it in half without using much force.
As the padlock fell to the ground, Old Zhao quickly called out to the Tang and Wang duo who were still fighting zombies behind him, "Qiangzi, Quanzi, it's done! Let's go into the house!"
Wang Qiang was wondering how to deal with Tang Xiaoquan's doubts when Lao Zhao's roar caught his attention. He immediately took the opportunity to change the subject and said: "Look at me! Come into the house quickly, don't waste time."
The three of them entered the courtyard, and Lao Zhao picked up the iron chain and used a crowbar to fix it and thread it firmly, thus making a simple door lock.
Wang Qiang couldn't wait to run towards the front door of the hut. Seeing that he was about to smash the window and break into the house, Tang Xiaoquan quickly stopped him from behind: "Wait! Qiangzi!"
Putting down the broken bricks he picked up from the ground, Wang Qiang glanced back at Tang Xiaoquan, and then asked unhappily: "Brother, what happened again?"
Tang Xiaoquan stepped forward to greet everyone together, and then whispered in a low voice: "Didn't you notice? The door of this house is locked with an iron chain from the inside."
"Isn't this normal!" Wang Qiang disagreed.
But when Old Zhao thought about it carefully, he heard some clues: "Quanzi, you mean...there are survivors in this house?"
Nodding indifferently, Tang Xiaoquan touched his chin: "Yes, judging from the situation at the scene, it's ** out of 10!"
"Damn, that's a good thing. It saves us climbing out of the window." Wang Qiang was very happy to meet a living survivor in this remote village. This made him particularly excited after not meeting a survivor outdoors for a long time. . (To be continued.)
