"so quiet..."
On the empty street, Lin An frowned slightly and slowly stopped the motorcycle.
He stepped down reflexively and subconsciously sensed the situation nearby.
It was very close to the broadcasting building where the search team disappeared.
The journey through the corpses was extremely smooth.
Apart from randomly crushing a few strange first-order mutants, I didn't encounter any enemies.
here...
Although it's not the city center, the number of zombies shouldn't be so small, right?
Lin An couldn't help but feel doubtful as he watched the wind getting stronger and blowing up the leaves all over the ground.
There are no zombies within a radius of 500 meters.
At 650 meters, there is a group of survivors.
The streets along the street were in shambles.
Many shops were looted.
Except for one bank, it looked like no one had gone in at all, and it still maintained its pre-apocalyptic appearance.
White bones can be seen everywhere on the ground, many of which are still fresh.
There were zombies before, but then they disappeared?
During a careful search, Lin An also discovered the identity sign representing the Long'an base.
It was a severed hand that had been eaten away. The word "Long An" was sewn on the side of the arm uniform.
The missing point is right here.
Move forward slowly.
When passing a tavern, Lin An's eyes moved slightly.
The smell of fresh blood.
The time shall not exceed three days.
The tavern with the Helens signboard has a decorative wine barrel at the door.
He walked over in a few steps and opened it casually.
Inside the honest wine barrel, a woman's head was soaked.
The fracture is neat and looks pretty good.
The skin on his face turned white, and his head, soaked in beer, was dangling.
There is no sign of becoming a zombie.
Apparently, someone cut off the head and threw it in.
Nothing unusual.
After Lin An pondered for a moment, he pushed open the sealed door of the tavern.
There are many dried bloody handprints on the door, which must have been left by humans trying to escape when the apocalypse broke out.
After entering, the wind chimes swayed at the door.
Smelling the aroma of wine and rotting meat, he couldn't help but frown.
here...
Many people died.
Some were rotting, and some had just died within three days.
With the intention of looking for clues, Lin An simply stepped over the corpse on the ground.
In the dim tavern, there was no other sound except the ringing of bells behind him.
There were many corpses lying on the wooden wine table.
What attracted the most attention was the body of a young man nailed to the table.
A long steel bar nailed him to the wooden table. Judging from the signs of struggle on the body, the young man wanted to pull out the steel bar before he died.
Sniffed.
The date of death is no more than two days old.
The corpse's right hand points to another table.
His expression was ferocious, and it was clear that he was filled with great reluctance and anger before his death.
At a casual glance, Lin An saw a female corpse on the table in the corner.
The clothes were taken off, and the pale skin was a little dazzling in the dim light.
He looks average, but has a pretty good figure.
The right leg of the female corpse was violently torn off, and the severed limbs were hung on the ceiling.
Her long hair covered her face, and her body was also nailed to the table in a large font.
After comparing the two corpses, Lin An noticed a detail.
The boy had a fire ax, an empty backpack, and blue Nike sneakers on his feet.
The girl's clothes were torn apart, leaving only her right foot hanging on the ceiling, also wearing a red sneaker.
Couple dressing up?
After thinking for a moment, Lin An focused on a series of footprints at the back door of the tavern.
Broken wine bottles littered the floor, leaving sticky traces of alcohol stains.
After a few seconds, Lin An subconsciously rubbed his chin.
Based on the situation at the scene, he quickly restored what happened here two days ago.
A pair of college lovers came together to search for supplies in a pub.
While the boy was packing something, someone attacked him from behind.
There were at least 6 attackers, and they should have been lurking in the tavern for a long time.
The sneak attacker is very powerful and should be the awakened one.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to nail a living person to a wooden table.
After controlling the boy, several people violently assaulted the boy's girlfriend.
Judging from the signs of struggle on the female corpse, she must also be an awakened person.
In order to control her, the attackers pinned her limbs alive, then cut off her right foot and threw it behind her, but unexpectedly it got stuck on the ceiling.
After the violence, the attacker robbed the couple of their belongings but did not kill the boy.
The boy who was nailed through the chest was allowed to struggle to death in grief and anger.
Even the girl may not have died completely at that time.
Otherwise, the boy would not have struggled violently, and there would still be signs of approaching on his right hand.
Screen restoration.
A hint of coldness flashed in Lin An's eyes.
frenzied.
This group of sneak attackers is simply a bunch of bastards.
Judging from the way they do things, they probably do this a lot.
A scumbag who hunts survivors for supplies?
Lin An expressionlessly released two bursts of mental power, and with a sigh shook the young couple's bodies into powder.
There is no need to humiliate people like this when they are dead.
Two people can live together from the outbreak of the apocalypse to the present, and he can roughly imagine the bitterness and encounters involved.
Instead of dying at the hands of zombies, he died at the hands of his own kind.
After confirming that there was nothing unusual, Lin An planned to leave directly.
Just when his peripheral vision passed by the back door, he keenly noticed the traces of dragging the body.
Um?
Did any of the attackers die?
.....
750 meters away, in a four-story street-facing building.
"Boss."
"I just saw someone entering that pub!"
"It looks like there's only one person!"
"Besides, he looks like a fat sheep!"
The man with braided hair and carrying a spear looked greedily at the red motorcycle at the door of the tavern.
Seeing the psychic energy fluctuations that flashed from time to time, his heart was beating wildly.
That is actually a vehicle type equipment! ?
The man known as the boss raised his brows, hurriedly wiped his greasy mouth, took out his telescope and looked out the window.
After seeing the vehicle that his younger brother mentioned, he couldn't help but breathe quickly.
"Are you sure about someone?"
"How long has he been in there?"
Ask quickly.
"A few minutes!"
"As soon as I heard the noise, I found that!"
The awakened person with pigtails had a proud expression on his withered face, and then pointed to his ears.
Hearing enhancement is very useful in this city.
In the room sitting on the floor, several people hurriedly looked up.
Standing by the window, the man called boss subconsciously rubbed his teeth, with some excitement and hesitation in his eyes.
The fat sheep comes to your door...
But I am afraid that people with such tools are very powerful...
Just thinking about what happened that night, a stern look flashed in his eyes.
I was still having a headache on how to run away.
But now a car is actually coming to my door. If I don't grab one, I'm really waiting to die here.
Unable to wait, he subconsciously glanced back at the Broadcasting Building, then picked up his only white giant axe, beckoned his younger brother to ambush him.
"Be careful!"
"Let's take a closer look first!"
"Don't hurt my precious motorcycle!"
The younger brother behind him was screaming, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited after realizing that he could do another job.
It's just a pity that it's just a man.
Many people looked at the motorcycle parked casually at the door with disdain and thought it was a pie in the sky.
This guy probably realized that there were no zombies here, and like the young couple, he came here to search for supplies.
pity.
There are no zombies here, but there are monsters.
