"Brother Hu! What should we do next?"
On the mobile phone, Wang Qiang sent another urging, but the young man had no choice. Wei Dazhuang was always in a violent state in the car.
Hu Xiaodong understood this very well. After all, everyone in the team knew how worried farmers were about zombies.
But as far as the current situation is concerned, there are too many uncertainties in going out.
There is currently no sign that the source of the sound is hostile to us.
So it is relatively safer to stay in the car.
We had to quickly check the situation outside, but thick snow covered the entire car, and all the windows on the front, rear, left, and right were covered with snow. It was impossible to look out from the inside.
As for the only external camera, it couldn't work due to snow and water.
If you go out to clear snow at this juncture, it will be an opportunity for potential danger to break out.
Putting aside the past, Hu Xiaodong might have taken the risk, but now...especially after the team encountered so many troubles, he didn't dare to take the risk.
What's more, Lao Xu had Qian Dingzhu on the other end, and Wan told him to take the team home safely.
So...at this moment, Hu Xiaodong was in a dilemma.
As time passed by, the "sizzling" sound of the handheld device continued to tug at Hu Xiaodong's heartstrings like a reminder.
A decision must be made, otherwise if the delay continues, Wei Dazhuang will definitely cause trouble.
However, just when Hu Xiaodong was furious and worried, someone knocked on the car door next to him from outside.
"Dong dong dong, dong dong dong!" The voice was soft and rhythmic. Hearing this, Luo Baochun subconsciously protected the steel knife on his chest.
"Hu, Brother Hu!"
Frowning slightly, Hu Xiaodong glanced at the nervous Luo Baochun.
He didn't speak, but also picked up the machete placed by the door.
He tightened his grip, signaling Luo Baochun not to panic.
But Hu Xiaodong knew that if you said you weren't nervous at this juncture, it would be sheer nonsense.
"Dong dong dong!" The car door rang again.
It was impossible to tell whether the source of the noise was a human or a corpse, but Hu Xiaodong felt that it was not a good thing either way.
There was no response in the car for a long time, which made Huo Yuankai a little confused. However, after a simple analysis, he made some guesses.
Needless to say, the two people inside must have been afraid to open the door because they were confused about the situation.
At that moment, Huo Yuankai directly changed from gentle knocking to gravity slamming on the door, and at the same time, he made a sound of "uh uh ah ah" in his throat.
Okay! It doesn't matter what Huo Yuankai does. But it was up to Hu Xiaodong to make a judgment.
The violent reaction and the inarticulate growl are all zombie behaviors.
Not only that, Hu Xiaodong even analyzed the entire incident process in his head.
The zombies must have been affected by the sound of snow and wind at first. No one was found in his car.
After that, he gradually got closer and heard loud snoring, and then he followed.
As for the cause of the riot, it was probably the conversation in the car and other unusual noises that aroused the interest of the beasts.
This allowed the zombies to complete their transformation from quiet to violent.
It was self-defeating. Huo Yuankai probably never imagined that his "well-intentioned" move would lead to such a misunderstanding.
It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that cannot be avoided. When things have developed to this point, it is obviously impossible to continue to "pretend to be deaf and dumb".
Not to mention anything else, just the series of abnormal noises made by the beast is enough to cause a lot of trouble.
It must be done before the situation spreads further. Kill the zombies outside the car.
Thinking of this, Hu Xiaodong made another decision.
He gave Luo Baochun a look, telling the latter that he was about to take action.
When Luo Baochun saw Hu Xiaodong's solemn expression, he immediately understood what he meant.
He was holding the knife in his left hand and holding the door with his right hand. As soon as anything unusual happened, he would immediately push the door open and jump out of the car, trying to rescue him.
After everything was ready, Hu Xiaodong took a deep breath. Then he spread his hands and grasped the remote handle, and shook it hard twice. When a small crack was exposed in the window, he immediately stabbed it out with a knife.
The wind carried snowflakes and slowly drifted in through the open gap. Hu Xiaodong felt a chill.
It's just that the coldness is obviously not enough to mention the tension in my heart.
The expected headshot did not appear. Through the feeling of the machete poking out, Hu Xiaodong was sure that his blow was missed.
But did he ever know that his knife almost killed Huo Yuankai.
A few seconds ago, Huo Yuankai was lying in front of the window and slapping the door panel.
Seeing that the window was loose, I thought it was Hu Xiaodong who responded. He subconsciously put his face forward, but before the window could be completely rolled down, Cheng Liang's machete came out.
Fortunately, he has been practicing martial arts for many years, and his reflexes and alertness are very good. The moment the knife came out, he instinctively dodged sideways, and thus narrowly avoided the danger of having his head opened and his brain broken.
Hu Xiaodong didn't give up after the first blow failed. He didn't even withdraw the knife and just slashed along the seam.
But just halfway through the movement of the sword, Hu Xiaodong felt a powerful force coming towards him, causing his sliding blade to come to a standstill.
Was it hit?
But why is the feeling in this knife so strange?
And just when Hu Xiaodong was scratching his head and was a little confused, a sculpted face with sharp edges appeared above the window.
The face is close to the window, but the window itself is covered with snow, so the big face is blurred and cannot be seen very clearly.
In addition, Huo Yuankai had been active outside for a long time, and his face was already frozen and a little stiff and colorless.
So it looks a bit weird now.
Zombies! It’s a zombie!
Hu Xiaodong's judgment did not change his original intention at all, allowing him to make further decisions.
He jerked the machete back and pushed open the car door.
The speed was so fast that it was not as fast as Huo Yuankai's reaction.
Immediately afterwards, under the strong blow from the door panel, Huo Yuankai was hit on his hind legs, staggered and fell to the ground.
Because everything developed so quickly, Hu Xiaodong, who was busy pushing the door to counterattack, had no chance to confirm the target's appearance.
Moreover, once human beings have a decisive cognition, they will subconsciously move in the direction of cognition.
So now, even if Hu Xiaodong faced Huo Yuankai, he would probably identify him as a bloodthirsty zombie.
His back was firmly in close contact with the ground. Fortunately, the snow was thick enough, otherwise the blow just now would have been enough for Huo Yuankai to drink a pot.
But even so, Huo Yuankai still had enough trouble with Xueshui.
After successfully opening the car door, Hu Xiaodong jumped out of the car. Through the blizzard, he vaguely saw something alive moving underneath in front of him.
There was no need to confirm what the living creature was, so Hu Xiaodong stepped forward, raised his knife and slashed downwards.
"Death!" Hu Xiaodong shouted with bulging muscles. The force of Hu Xiaodong's knife was not small.
Huo Yuankai, who was being "baptized" in the snow, felt a strong wind coming from above his body.
At this time, he was full of distress and wanted to speak "Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh."
But under the ruthless wind and snow, his "words" could not be heard clearly.
Helpless, Huo Yuankai could only roll on the spot. The moment he rolled, he heard an ear-piercing sound in the snow beside him.
Oooh, this beast reacts very quickly! You can avoid this! ?
Hu Xiaodong, who was dodged by a zombie and was attacked by a zombie, also lost his temper. Aroused by his fighting spirit, he quickly withdrew the machete and then... (To be continued.)
