Everyone was silent after hearing the old principal's words, but less than two minutes later, a middle-aged man wearing appropriate trousers and shirts and tie said: "That's not what it means. The army is originally for taxpayers. I abide by the law and pay taxes on time. It is their duty to protect us, but I am frank, you..."

He looked at the two soldiers in the car and suddenly asked loudly: "Have you fulfilled your duties? How did this virus break out? Your army has no warning at all? After the virus breaks out, your rescue is so slow and weak. If you invest tens of thousands of troops at the beginning, will so many people infected and die on this island? Also, what should be done for the next rescue? What are the truly feasible and reliable plans and measures? Whether it is the military or the chief executive, no one has come forward to give an explanation to the surviving citizens, sending some field rations, it is still like giving alms. Is this your duty?"

After he said this, the carriage that had been quiet for two minutes before started to clamor again. Some people supported him, and some people supported the old principal. Unconsciously, two fronts quarreled fiercely. Judging from the number of people, it was obvious that they supported this middle-aged man more.

But soon, the quarrel in the car was covered by a fierce gunfire, and people saw through the car windows, and along the convoy, there were a large number of zombies, or mutants, surrounded by them.

Avenue No. 1 is the artery on Paradise Island. The road is wide and there are 12 lanes in both directions. There are spacious sidewalks on both sides of the road. Reasonable street trees are planted, and in the middle is a carefully cultivated garden isolation zone. This road is not only a transportation road, but also a bustling commercial street, especially in the center of the city, with all kinds of shopping malls, specialty stores and hotels. Whenever there are major festivals or major events, the entire street will be decorated with lights and crowded.

At this time, on Avenue 1, the road was covered with colorful flags, banners, and many banners across the street. Originally, the celebration of the 30th anniversary of the establishment of the Paradise Island Administrative Region was held in the past two days.

Not only on both sides of the road, but also on the exterior walls of tall buildings, there are also many huge posters hanging. Some show the achievements of Paradise Island in 30 years, some show the celebrities of the past and present, and some large solar-powered screens are still playing various promotional videos in a loop. The new LCD screen itself is a large solar panel. If no one comes to close it, theoretically these promotional videos can be played until hundreds of years later.

The convoy evacuated from Fenghua High School was from north to south. This was not the most prosperous area on Avenue 1, but it was already dazzling enough.

However, no one in the car paid attention to the posters and promotional videos, nor did anyone feel the prosperity of the city on the island. Everyone's eyes widened, and everyone's eyes were filled with fear.

Because, along the wide Avenue 1, people from nearby streets and alleys were rushing towards the convoy at this time. However, they were no longer normal people. Their eyes were no longer focal length, mucus was dripping from their mouths, and many syringe-like patches grew on their skin. They were surging, wanting to jump into the convoy driving on the road, pull their former kind out of the car, and then bite them hard.

The dense bullets smashed these mutants that were constantly emerging into pieces. The streets covered with colorful flags and banners were full of broken limbs and semi-coagulated blood clots. The blood clots were black and green in color, and even seemed to be squirming inside.

"Sir! The 3rd Team ammunition is in urgent need!"

"Report! There is less than a base of ammunition left in the 8th Team!"

"Sir! The machine gunner of the 14th Squad No. 073 car was attacked and mutated. Car No. 073 has left the team. It is estimated that all members in the car will be killed!"

Major Jane Chong switched the screen with a pale face and pulled the progress bar back for two minutes. He saw a police explosion-proof vehicle that was moving forward and firing. A mutant suddenly jumped down from the landscape tree next to the road, landed on the roof of the explosion-proof vehicle, and bit the machine gunner who was shooting on the machine gun trunk.

The machine gunner screamed, pulling out his pistol and trying to shoot him in the head. What Major Jane Chong was incredible was that the mutant actually waved his hand to knock off the machine gunner's pistol, pressed him into the car, and followed him in.

"Damn!" Jian Chong swears, a feeling of trembling like an electric shock spreading from his scalp down, but he did not let his emotions go, but calmly ordered with the microphone: "All attention, everyone should pay attention, immediately correct the evacuation plan No. 1, and each unit will start the 2nd plan, and turn to the backup route according to the 2nd combat sequence. The communications force calls for navy and air support, draw coordinates, and cover the targets within the range!"

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"I... fuck!"

Zhuo Kairen saw that the fuel margin had pointed below the red line, and couldn't help but whistle it out in an international language. When he drove the car out, the pointer of the fuel gauge was still pointing at one-third, but he only ran about 20 kilometers. He knew that the cliff of this car was a gas tiger, but he didn't carry it so fast, right?

Originally, after hearing the notification from the on-board radio, he was about to drive this cool doomsday chariot directly to the shelter base in the central mountain range.

Now, the car shook for a while and then stopped on the road. There was no fuel, so no matter how he stepped on the accelerator, the engine no longer responded to him.

"Damn..." Zhuo Kairen felt like he was cheated. He felt that the person who drove the car must have deliberately wanted to kill him, but he forgot that when he stole the car, he actually put the other party in a desperate situation.

Fortunately, the road was quiet. Zhuo Kairen sat in the car and cursed the original owner who didn't know who it was. After less than 1 minute, he jumped out of the car without hesitation. His backpack was thrown in Yi Qingcheng's villa, and his beloved live broadcast equipment and his paratrooper sword were gone. If he didn't take advantage of the empty streets and find another car or find a place to hide himself, would he have to wait for the zombies to discover him?

The brain is a good thing. Zhuo Kai people think that the only thing they can rely on now is their brain.

The parking lot on the side of the road was not to be seen, the cliffs were locked. Zhuo Kairen wanted to find the kind of car that was abandoned in the middle of the road with the car door open. However, after wandering for more than ten minutes, the sun made the back of his head burn and made him feel dizzy, but he couldn't find any of the cars he wanted.

Looking at the surrounding environment, this is a commercial street, which is all about low-end brands of shops. On Paradise Island, only local people will visit. According to calculations, the time for the virus outbreak is late at night, so most people on this street should still sleep at home. Zhuo Kai people were very anxious when they looked at the dilapidated street. They had no cars and could be done walking at any time, but they could rashly break into these houses and they could also send themselves to the mouths of zombies.

The sun was very big, but looking at the quiet street, Zhuokai people only felt panic and were anxious to pee.

This means that you can't see people and you can't feel even more nervous when you see people's shadows.

In the past, he felt that life was too boring and dull to seek excitement and broadcast various haunted incidents live. At this time, looking at the empty city, even in the scorching sun, he felt creepy in the ghost realm.

Suddenly, several shaking figures at the far end of the street made Zhuo Kai people shudder. Whether they were called zombies or mutants, they were all those who had mutated and became ill after infection. Although the distance was still far apart and their eyesight was not good, they probably didn't find him, but Zhuo Kai people had good eyesight. Across hundreds of meters, he could see those monsters constantly twitching their noses. They always felt that their eyesight was blurred, and their sense of smell became extremely keen. Soon, he found that the monsters seemed to have discovered him, turned their faces towards him, and then began to walk slowly.

Then he walked faster and faster.

"Fuck!" Zhuo Kairen felt that he was about to wet his pants again. Although it was not embarrassing, he didn't want to leave such a strong smell. He looked around and had no choice but to run into a shopping mall.

The mall looks big and has many channels, so it won’t take you to death in just a few seconds.

Most of the shops in the mall are still closed, so that's fine.

Zhuokai people walked through the passage on the first floor and found that the shops on this floor all sold small appliances and computer consumables, and there was no food in these places, so they were definitely not suitable to hide.

Zhuo Kai people are still clear in mind, but running requires physical strength. He has been running for the past two days and has never eaten well. Yi Qingcheng cooked a table of food for him, but he didn't dare to eat it, and he was also hit by a stick. He didn't think it was in the car before, but now he has not been running for a long time, his feet have started to float, his throat has started to smoke, and his vision has also become a bit of a heavy shadow.

At this time, Zhuo Kai people wanted to cry. If they had known that they would die on the street like this, they would rather get to know those newcomers in Yi Qingcheng's villa. Even if they were Yi Qingcheng's accomplices, they hadn't really done anything and saved Yi Qingcheng's life. At worst, they would just get fat. And when they think about it seriously, they probably didn't know those people and Yi Qingcheng. Once they exposed the essence of Yi Qingcheng, everyone might be able to be friends.

But there is no more.

He had to run through this shop, but he didn't find any place to hide. The cars on the roadside were locked. Zhuo Kai people stopped to breathe. Seeing that there were several wandering zombies on the edge of the street, they seemed to have discovered him and started running towards him.

They really use running, not like zombies walking slowly in the game. Although they don’t run fast, their vision is not good, and their sense of balance is not good. They often bump into things on the roadside from time to time. But that’s also running. Zhuokai people are running at a speed that is not much faster than theirs, but they are not tired, and his feet are almost unable to move away.
Chapter completed!