I made myself the protagonist

At the rear of the bus, Wang Yu looked at the scene of no less than a hundred infected people crowded and running wildly on the road, and couldn't help but feel his scalp numb: "Oh my god, have all the infected people in this city been alerted by us?"

"No, if we continue like this, we will run out of bullets!"

Xiaolong turned around and shouted into the car: "The bile and home-made explosives are all gone, speed up, speed up!"

"Brother Guan, turn left at the intersection ahead."

The driving route was already familiar to Shen Tinglanji. On the way to the city center along the main road in front of the garage, the road conditions began to get worse; the scrapped cars previously parked on both sides of the road blocked the road. Along the route they were driving, a steady stream of infected people would rush out of the building after hearing the noise on the road.

Even more exaggeratedly, while driving, everyone saw many zombies jumping directly from the edge of tall buildings and trying to jump into their cars.

Thanks to Wei Chongming's accurate marksmanship and Shen Tinglan's command of Guan Yong to drive left and right to avoid the impact, the zombies were not able to succeed. However, when thinking about the population density in the city center, Shen Tinglan knew that the zombie wave he would face next was , I’m afraid it will be even more exaggerated than it is now.

Therefore, he decisively abandoned the nearest route, chose the relatively empty riverside, and took a circuitous route towards the highway.

Since there are fewer buildings along the river, the tide of zombies chasing everyone will not be as dense as it is now; their combat pressure will also be reduced a lot.

However, this also means that everyone needs to spend more time on the way to escape. If the bullets are exhausted before then, then the problems they will face next will be much more serious.

On the other hand, in order to prove himself, Scar Man showed extra bravery in this battle.

After repelling a wave of zombie pursuits, he signaled Wang Yu to bring two barrels of gasoline, threw the oil into the car, and at the same time pulled the trigger to blow up the barrels.

In an instant, the asphalt road filled with gasoline immediately turned into a sea of ​​fire. The zombies at the front were covered in flames, roaring and staggering forward in pursuit, and soon fell to the ground; the fire burned Along with the rotting corpses and the crackling sound of fat exploding, a burning smell instantly filled the entire street.

"Burn you bastards!"

Inspired by the scarred man, Zhao Sicheng had an idea. When passing a car parked on the roadside, he shot the rear fuel tank with a Magnum pistol. The bullet instantly penetrated the car body, and the friction sparks ignited the fuel tank. Along with the explosion, the air wave overturned the entire car, exploding the zombie wave and crushing a large number of chasing zombies to death.

Looking at the blackened buildings behind him and the streets swallowed up by the orange flames, in the sea of ​​​​fire, countless dense black shadows roared and fell down one by one. Gradually, as the speed of the car increased, the zombie groups disappeared like an ebbing tide. In the sight of everyone.

Previously, some zombies jumped from a high altitude and hit the bus hard. Although the corpses had been thrown away and the surviving ones were shot dead by Shen Tinglan with a gun; but at this time, zombies had already appeared on the windshield of the bus. There were several mottled cracks, and black blood mixed with mucus and broken meat flowed everywhere along the cracks in the glass.

Guan Yong turned on the windshield wipers and swept away the blood stains that blocked his vision, and then he felt a lot more comfortable.

"Check the number of remaining bullets. It's still safe for now, but don't let down your guard. Everyone leans against the car window and observes the situation outside at any time." Ling Yun wiped the sweat from his forehead and slumped down on the seat. superior.

Shen Tinglan cast an admiring look at him, never expecting that the other person's thoughts were so delicate. From before to now, Ling Yun's actions and thoughts were exactly the same as his own.

"I should have a lot of magazines in that bag, at the bottom."

The scarred man pointed at the bag at Zhao Sicheng's feet, and his voice was much softer than before: "There are two M57 anti-personnel grenades in it, which we found in the cabinet behind the weapons store."

"Haha, you have hidden so many good things, are you planning to use this as a threat if you betray him later?" Zhao Sicheng was very smart, and he immediately said what the scarred man was thinking.

He sneered and looked at the man with the scar: "If it hadn't happened suddenly, I'm afraid you two brothers would have turned away from being tourists and hijacked this bus, leaving us thorny ones behind."

"No, no, how dare I."

The scarred man quickly denied it. Although his performance just now was very brave, Zhao Sicheng was still wary of him.

Seeing the embarrassment of the scarred man, Ling Yun stood up and patted Zhao Sicheng on the shoulder, and for the first time said a kind word for him: "Give him another chance and observe it. We don't have enough combat power now. One more person will give us more strength." .”

Facts have proved that compared to throwing the scarred man out of the car as bait, leaving him behind is obviously more effective.

"Yes, yes, brother Ling, thank you for not forgetting the faults of others!" The scarred man seemed to have grasped the last straw and thanked him repeatedly.

"It's okay. You will try to perform well in the future. Those who are useful to the team will naturally be able to stay, right?"

After Ling Yun said this to himself, he seemed determined to protect the scarred man regardless of what others thought.

Zhao Sicheng and Xiaolong frowned. Before they could refute, they heard Shen Tinglan's voice coming from the front: "Ling Yun is right. Let's stop arguing. Save your energy and take a good rest."

After hearing this, Ling Yun leaned back on his chair and stared out the window thoughtfully, obviously no longer intending to participate in the discussion.

After Shen Tinglan said this, Zhao Sicheng and others could not get angry again. Xiaolong and he both glared at the scarred man unhappily, wondering why Ling Yun and Shen Tinglan, who were still sober before, suddenly became so holy. .

The reason why Ling Yun chose to change his strategy to save the scarred man was because he had his own plan.

Scar Man's powerful fighting ability is one of the best in the team. Now that his companions and Pang Bataan are dead, and everyone is united, even if Scar Man has other ideas, he alone cannot resist the entire team. Keeping him will increase the possibility of everyone's survival to a greater extent.

Of course, during this period, I still need to be more careful with the other party to prevent the scarred man from doing other tricks behind his back.

After a day of fighting, in addition to physical exertion, Ling Yun also used his brain a lot. At this time, he was completely exhausted. Taking advantage of this rare safe time, Ling Yun leaned on his seat and closed his eyes, planning to take a quick rest.

After sitting back down, Zhao Sicheng checked the status of the enhanced suit. After the fierce battle just now, the durability of the suit had dropped to 52%. Fortunately, they only encountered ordinary infected people this time, and the enhanced suit could still deal with it. those attacks.

Wei Chongming has always stood firmly on Ling Yun's side. Since the other party wants to forgive the scarred man now, he will not ask any more questions.

The dull car was filled with a sour smell of sweat and a disgusting rotten odor. Tu Ya glanced at the car window in embarrassment, remembering Shen Tinglan's warning, and in order to avoid being attacked by smokers, she could only reluctantly turn down a window. There is a gap of about three centimeters to secretly breathe the fresh air outside.

At this time, everyone was already exhausted. Everyone sat in silence and simply wiped the sweat and stains on their faces. Wang Yu opened the box, found some mineral water and distributed it to everyone. Let's all add some energy.

The guns thrown on the ground at everyone's feet were stained with the putrid black blood of the zombies and spattered pieces of flesh. Tang Yao and Xiang Mei squatted down silently and picked up the weapons; on the other side, Li Ziting and Liu Xue also tacitly picked up the bullet casings on the ground and loaded the remaining bullets into the magazine one by one.

Seeing several women silently cleaning up the mess in the car, Wang Yu finally couldn't hold it in any longer: "Aunt Xiang, Sister Tang Yao, please take a rest!"

"It's okay, I can't help you. I can still do this little work." Xiang Mei quickly waved her hand and said to Wang Yu: "Auntie, you're not tired or thirsty. You drink."

"Yes, we are not tired yet. It was you who were fighting just now. Everyone has worked hard."

Tang Yao carefully wiped the stains on the gun and said to everyone: "Let us do the logistics work!"

"No, you guys are great. Unlike some people, who can't do anything but scream from beginning to end." Wang Yu rolled his eyes at Tu Ya and Xu Fan and returned to his seat. As for Shui, He didn't intend to give it to these two people either.

As Shen Tinglan said, if you have no contribution to the team, then you are not worthy of sharing precious materials with others.

As for Tu Ya and Xu Fan, the two of them were looked down upon all the way, but seeing that Ling Yun and Shen Tinglan were willing to forgive even the scarred man just now, and the two women did not do anything outrageous, they It is certain that everyone is just soft-spoken and soft-hearted, and will not do anything excessive to him.

Therefore, the two of them sat in their seats with peace of mind and turned a deaf ear to Wang Yu's words.

Shen Tinglan took a look at the map. Now the bus had left Savannah. As long as he followed the map and headed south, the next city he would pass would be Atlanta.

After getting on the suburban highway, the nearby terrain suddenly became open.

When passing by a sign marking the direction of the city, everyone suddenly saw that underneath the sign, someone wrote in red spray paint:

Population:510,000

survivors:0

Everyone was lying by the window, quietly watching the scene outside. They knew that the virus was spreading, the ruins were spreading, and infinite sorrow was growing crazily in this world, like the collapsed rubble that filled the entire city. , and also filled people’s desperate hearts.

In the bushes around the road, there is a rotten female corpse surrounded by flies; the corpse's skin is blue-grey, the eye sockets are sunken, and the eyeballs are cloudy. She lies on the ground, stretching out her right hand that has been chewed to the bone, until she dies.

, still looking like someone asking for help.

Not far from the body, there was parked a white car that had crashed into a tree. The white car inside and outside was covered with black blood that had long since solidified, and the windshield was also smashed to pieces; through the slightly half-open door,

Everyone saw a male zombie in the driver's seat. Its upper body was stained with blood, there was a bloody wound on the left side of the forehead, and there were several pieces of glass stuck in the face.

Because he was wearing a seat belt, the zombie was always sitting in the same position, with a lot of saliva flowing from his mouth, and his hands frantically scratching the steering wheel in front of him; at the same time, they even discovered that there was something in the back seat of the car.

There was a girl who was about seven or eight years old.

But she had already turned into a zombie, lying by the window, screaming at the moving bus; after seeing everyone, she struggled to get out of the car.

"Hey..." Seeing this scene, Xiang Mei sighed, turned her head and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

On the deserted highway, a passenger bus driven by Guan Yong roared past. Some zombies parked around the vehicle raised their heads and looked in the direction where the vehicle disappeared. They let out a deep and desolate wail and followed it staggeringly.

But soon they lost their target and continued to turn into unconscious zombies, wandering numbly on the road.