Chen Xiaodong picked up the sniper rifle in his hand and kept pulling the trigger. The sound of gunfire echoed in the "noisy" streets, and bullets pierced the air and hit their targets accurately. The zombies were cut off at the waist one after another under the impact of the bullets, and thick blood spurted out, staining the streets red.
On the streets, the zombies were so crowded that they seemed to have formed an insurmountable iron wall. They surged wildly, their roars and roars coming and going, deafening. The tall buildings trembled under their impact, as if they were about to collapse at any moment.
The zombies falling from the tall buildings were like fallen leaves blown up by the strong wind, falling in dense masses. Their bodies twisted in the air, their faces were ferocious, and they exuded a disgusting stench. On the ground, the zombies that had piled up like mountains were trampled under the feet of more of the same kind, forming mountains of black corpses.
The whole world seemed to be shrouded in this disaster, and the air was filled with the smell of death. The once bustling streets have now become silent ruins. Only the occasional roars and crashes reminded people that the world had completely changed.
"Oh my god, how many zombies are there?"
Chen Xiaodong's heartbeat seemed to burst his eardrums, and before him was an endless swarm of zombies. Chen Xiaodong's whole body tensed up and he held the sniper rifle tightly, his fingers almost embedded in the cold metal.
He aimed at the head of a zombie and pulled the trigger. The sound of the gunshot echoed in the silent streets, making his eardrums hurt. The zombie's head exploded, bright red blood and white brains sputtered out, but the headless body still staggered towards him.
Chen Xiaodong swallowed hard, trying to calm the bitterness in his throat. Obviously, the sniper rifle in his hand seemed to become dispensable when facing this huge group of zombies.
Chen Xiaodong turned his head and looked with a hint of anxiety in his eyes. The kindergarten school bus should have come out long ago, but at this moment it is still parked in place, like a forgotten little beetle.
He glanced at the group of zombies in front of him and frowned. If you keep waiting like this, the zombie swarm may start to eat.
He couldn't help but start urging Long Chengye, "Uncle Long, if you don't start the car, we will all die here!"
Long Chengye sat in the driver's seat, fussing, "I've never driven a car in the army, why don't you drive?"
"Uncle Long, I can drive and have driven away a long time ago. You won't just cook in the army, right?"
"Otherwise?"
"I…"
Chen Xiaodong was speechless. He wanted to learn to drive, but the driving school saw that he was a "suspect" and rejected him without even a decent excuse.
Even though Chen Xiaodong kept explaining at the time, the people in charge of the driving schools shook their heads with serious faces, as if to tell Chen Xiaodong that his request was as worthless as a pile of junk.
"I can drive! I can drive! Don't shoot! Don't shoot!"
Zhang Mao rushed out of the house and ran anxiously in the direction of Chen Xiaodong. However, the moment he saw Chen Xiaodong, his breathing almost stopped.
Chen Xiaodong's eyes flashed with a cold light, and the sniper rifle in his hand was aimed steadily at Zhang Mao. Zhang Mao's whole body was trembling, and his heart was beating rapidly, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.
He stared at Chen Xiaodong with indescribable fear in his eyes. Behind him, the zombies roared crazily, and the air was filled with the smell of fish and death.
Zhang Mao's mind was in chaos, and he couldn't understand why Chen Xiaodong suddenly shot him. He wanted to run away, but his legs felt as heavy as lead. He could only watch as the muzzle of the gun in Chen Xiaodong's hand slowly moved and was aimed at his head.
boom!
There was a gunshot, and the bullet whizzed past Zhang Mao's left shoulder, accurately hitting the zombie behind Zhang Mao. The moment Zhang Mao was stunned, the zombie behind him had fallen to the ground.
The bullet was like an invisible sword, accurately piercing the zombie's head. The splashed brains mixed with blood, exuding a disgusting stench.
"What are you still doing? Come here quickly!"
Zhang Mao cursed in his heart, why didn't this lunatic tell him that there was a zombie behind him? Did he think he couldn't kill a zombie?
When he turned around and saw it, he was immediately stunned. A zombie was rushing toward him, with a ferocious smile on its rotting face, and its smelly saliva dripped onto the ground, stirring up a disgusting smell. Zhang Mao's heartbeat accelerated suddenly and he subconsciously ran towards Chen Xiaodong's location.
Chen Xiaodong stood watching from a distance, with no trace of panic on his face. He calmly aimed his sniper rifle at the zombie's head and pulled the trigger. The sound of gunfire echoed in the street, and the zombie's head exploded instantly, splattering Zhang Mao with disgusting brain matter.
"Damn! Madman, what a madman, even crazier than Li Qiwei!"
Zhang Maomao ran to Chen Xiaodong without stopping. He looked around and saw a number of small cars lying quietly on the roadside. He did not see any vehicles that could start normally. He couldn't help but look at Chen Xiaodong curiously.
"Stop looking, the car is inside the kindergarten!"
Seeing Zhang Mao's doubtful eyes, Chen Xiaodong hurriedly explained, but Zhang Mao nodded, but showed no sign of taking action. Instead, he focused his gaze on the shotgun on Chen Xiaodong's chest.
"No!" Chen Xiaodong categorically shook his head and refused, "Don't look at it. If you don't drive, everyone will have to finish playing when the zombies get closer!"
"It's okay! Zombies are not that fast. Let me take a breath first!"
Hearing this, Chen Xiaodong twitched his lips and stared at Zhang Mao in confusion. The sniper rifle in his hand could only hit zombies in the distance, but the shotgun on his chest was his trump card, specially used to kill zombies. Deal with zombies at close range.
Even if Wang Chuan is thick-skinned, he knows enough is enough. Don't think that you are dressed like a thief with only two eyes exposed. He, Chen Xiaodong, doesn't know. This guy is one of those five people. None of them are good. .
"Hello! I am the captain of the Nightingale Team. My name is Qin Lan. Give me this gun. When you get to a safe place, I will give you one million, okay?"
Zhang Mao poked his palm and looked at Chen Xiaodong seriously, with a hint of unbearableness in his eyes, as if he had made up his mind.
"What a big-headed ghost! When has it been? Why do you have the same moral character as Wang Chuan? You won't give up until you die, right?"
Chen Xiaodong kicked Zhang Mao to the ground with a flying kick. Then Chen Xiaodong took the shotgun from his chest and threw it towards Zhang Mao, "One million, not a penny less!"
Zhang Mao was like a child who got a treasure, with joy written all over his face. He was afraid that Chen Xiaodong would regret it, so he rushed into the kindergarten with a shotgun without looking back.
Zhang Mao entered the school bus and was shocked by what he saw. An old man was sitting in the driver's seat, fussing with various instruments, his face full of confusion and anxiety.
"Old man, can you drive?"
Long Chengye raised his head and glanced at Zhang Mao, showing an expression of surprise and joy, "Are you a special soldier? Come on, come on, this thing is much harder than cooking!"
Long Chengye moved his body and sat on the chair behind him, freeing up the driver's seat. Zhang Mao watched Long Chengye sit down, and he got into the driver's seat without hesitation. He knew that he needed to use his own actions to repay Long Chengye's trust.
After the school bus started, Zhang Mao drove the heavy body slowly out of the kindergarten gate with concentration. What puzzled Zhang Mao was that there were not only children in the carriage, but also two old people, especially the female teacher, who was also in the school bus.
Out of curiosity, Zhang Mao couldn't help turning his head to look at the female teacher. The female teacher felt Zhang Mao's gaze and raised her head. Seeing Zhang Mao's eyes burning, as if he wanted to eat someone, she couldn't help but smile.
That smile was like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, gentle and soft, but also a bit embarrassed and helpless. She lowered her head, not daring to look directly into Zhang Mao's eyes. Zhang Mao's anger seemed to be extinguished by the female teacher's weakness and embarrassment at that moment, and his eyes became softer.
Seeing the female teacher lowering her head, he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable emotion in his heart. Not only did this female teacher attract the zombies to him, but the main reason was that she was obviously running in front of him, but she disappeared from Zhang Mao's sight in a hurry. If Zhang Mao hadn't heard the gunfire and figured out the direction, , maybe he got lost.
Zhang Mao was deep in thought in the driver's seat, while the wheels of the school bus rolled steadily on the road. Zhang Mao then thought of something, but he couldn't remember it when he thought about it carefully. He stepped on the accelerator and drove the school bus forward.
Chen Xiaodong stood there, watching the car go away, feeling at a loss in his heart. He never expected that Qin Lan would ignore his presence and drive away directly.
"Granny, for such a big person like me, do you think you can't even see me?"
The roars and roars of the surrounding zombies from far to near were like the echoes of hell, breaking Xiaodong's shock. Several zombies suddenly appeared in his sight, as if they had emerged from the ground, with hideous faces and covered in blood and carrion.
He was just about to rush towards the away school bus, but he was blocked by these zombies. Chen Xiaodong's heart tightened, and he knew that he had no way out. He held the sniper rifle tightly, kept pulling the trigger, killing the zombies blocking the road, and tried his best to move towards the school bus that was rushing away.
More zombies gathered around and roared towards Chen Xiaodong, their claws drawing lines of cold light in the air. Bullets from the sniper rifle continued to spray out, trying their best to resist the zombie attacks. His heartbeat was beating like thunder, sweat fell from his forehead, and the scene in front of him became blurry and distorted.
"There are still people who haven't gotten on the bus!"
When everyone in the school bus saw this, they immediately became excited. Their shouts came and went, forming a powerful force.
When Zhang Mao heard their shouts, an ominous premonition arose in his heart. He turned around suddenly and saw Chen Xiaodong running towards the school bus while fending off zombies with a sniper rifle.
Facing the endless swarm of zombies, Chen Xiaodong panicked and waved his sniper rifle as a melee weapon, trying to resist the siege of the zombie swarm. His eyes were full of despair. Looking at the direction of the school bus getting further and further away, he knew that his fate was irreversible.
Zhang Mao clenched his teeth tightly, and his eyes were firm and decisive. He stepped on the accelerator, and the roar of the school bus was particularly harsh amid the roar of the zombies. The car body trembled slightly, but like a giant steel beast, it rushed forward without fear.
He glanced at Chen Xiaodong in the rearview mirror. The tide of zombies completely submerged Chen Xiaodong. This scene was deeply engraved in Zhang Mao's heart and became a permanent mark. He knew that they must leave here as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
The zombies outside the car window came like a tide, roaring and roaring, but the school bus was like a bolt of lightning, breaking through the tide of death. Zhang Mao's fingers gripped the steering wheel tightly, and every turn and every acceleration made his heart beat faster.
