A strong man in his forties hid himself with a squatted crowd and quietly climbed to the other man with him: "Brother, I know you are also an evolutionist. Judging from this situation, they will kill us all sooner or later. If we want to survive, we only have one choice."

"You want to resist?" The man's head shook like a rattle, and his eyes glanced at the mercenary in horror: "They have combat armor and guns, and we can't beat them..."

"Idiots, you can't beat them. Haven't you seen how they deal with us? In their eyes, we are now the fresh meat that attracts zombies. These zombies are becoming more and more violent now, and sooner or later we will be killed by them. Do you want to wait for death here!"

The man's angry roar was covered by the roar of zombies and the roar of cars, and no mercenaries discovered this scene.

The man who was encouraged by him also noticed the strangeness around him. The zombies became more and more violent, as if they would not give up until they killed them all. But they didn't want to believe this fact and were still hoping that they could rush out.

But after prying through this delusion, all that remains is a strong sense of despair.

At this moment, the eyes of these fish meat gradually became firmer. They understood that what the strong man said was right, and no one could survive without resisting.

Only by robbing cars, weapons, and equipment can they have a way out!

The strong man immediately became the leader of these people. He lowered his voice: "You slowly spread out and look for weapons. Small swords, bones and swords are fine. The armor of these people is not tight enough. We have a chance of winning."

With the encouragement of the strong man, these people finally mustered up the courage. The thin people covered the strong people looking around. There were a lot of supplies on the back of the truck, and they hid the weapons they found under their clothes and were ready to take action at any time.

"Roar!"

But the leading man just hid a dagger and felt that his scalp was suddenly grabbed by someone.

A mercenary sneered and dragged him back.

"If you think I don't know what you are doing, if you want to resist, I will attack you first."

Seeing the leader being captured, the others who were already nervous suddenly screamed.

The strong man's face suddenly turned red and suddenly shouted: "I want me to die, then you go and die first."

The strong man who was dragged by the way was the first to attack. He grabbed the arm that grabbed his hair with both hands, and the muscles in his body suddenly expanded in a large circle, and suddenly collided with the mercenary like a meteorite. This guy is obviously a power-type evolver!

With a thud, the mercenary was knocked to the ground. The man punched the helmet fiercely, grabbed the submachine gun with both hands and started to rob. The mercenary hugged the gun tightly, and the two sides were in a fight.

"They will kill us all. These people have no human nature at all. We can only survive if we resist and steal the vehicle."

"Go!"

The man's arms raised and shouted immediately made the companions behind him rise up. They rushed towards the nearest mercenaries, trying to snatch weapons from the mercenaries with the number.

but--

Bang--

With a gunshot, the head of the man who was snatching the gun suddenly exploded, and blood splattered the mercenary who was thrown over his head and face. The captain of his mercenary behind him said angrily, "Are you all backwards? Whoever wants to survive, I will throw you down now."

The riot that had just started came to an abrupt end because the leading man died suddenly, and the refugees who stood up fell to the ground in panic.

They were so whimsical. Humans equipped with advanced combat armor and weapons were not the ones who were bare-handed and bare-handed guys who could fight against them. They were so small that they were not even as small as ants.

"It's not that I want to participate, I was forced by him."

"Don't kill us, don't kill us."

"We just want to survive. You promised to send us to Longcheng, you promised..."

...

Everyone lay down to beg for mercy, and the captain pulled his team members up from the ground. But under the helmet that could not be seen, the captain's face was pale.

Because they were very careful when they killed someone just now, they dragged them until the end of the car before wiping their necks. In the rapid charge, blood could not splash them.

But this strong man was sniped on the spot, and the huge explosion of the bullet made his head explode. The entire back of the car was covered in blood, contaminating everyone.

Everyone knows that the zombie's nose is extremely sensitive. From the moment it was stained with blood, the car and everyone in the car were about to die.

Sure enough, after the strong man died in the car, the zombies around him focused their attention on the truck, and even the zombies that had originally attacked other vehicles of the convoy rushed towards the car fiercely.

The captain's eyes suddenly shook. Now that he is going to survive, there is only one way left.

Only more flesh and blood can lead the zombies away.

He yelled: "Kill all of them, throw them down and lure the zombies away."

The other soldiers present were all confused, and everyone felt dead. At this moment, the captain said a word, and their bodies immediately began to react instinctively.

The mercenaries rushed towards the refugees, grabbed them like chickens and threw them out of the car.

"Help. You can't do this."

"We are wrong, give us another chance."

"Damn it, you can't live even if we die."

"Fight with them."

...

At this time, these cowards rang out and fought desperately, but it was too late at this moment.

Their counterattack flames were extinguished in an instant, and the mercenaries pressed these bare-handed guys to the ground with the powerful bonus of combat armor.

Some directly twisted their necks, while others simply kicked people out of the car with one kick.

As the helpless wailing, refugees from southern Liaoning were thrown out of the car and were immediately swallowed by the zombies.

"You guys won't die a good death..."

Their wail echoed in the ears of all the mercenaries, but at this moment the mercenaries had no time to pay attention to them. They were tearing open the tarpaulin on the truck with their daggers and finding out the mineral water that kept washing their bodies.

It is only a matter of time before these refugees are eaten, and they will still be unable to escape the disaster. The only way to survive is to rinse the smell of blood on their bodies while they have exchanged their lives.

But all this is just their whimsical imagination.

"Ho huh huh--"

Dada dada--

The roar of zombies around him suddenly intensified. They rushed towards the truck and kept climbing up the truck with their sharp claws. But as soon as they probed, their heads were blown off by the mercenaries' bullets.

The mercenaries were forced to put down their mineral water and fire back. The zombies were torn to pieces.

The roar of guns echoed in my ears, but the emotion of despair spreads in everyone's heart. They knew they were dead.

unless……

"Boss, help me!"

The captain finally couldn't resist it. His only hope at this moment was the brothers behind him. They made contributions to the entire convoy's rear, and there were a lot of supplies in the car. The boss behind should not ignore them.

Sure enough, they turned around and saw the machine gunner on the off-road vehicle in the distance turning the gun. They were aiming at them, and they were trying to save them...?

The ecstasy on the captain's face suddenly solidified.

Because the muzzle behind it was not aimed at the zombies, but at their truck...
Chapter completed!