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A soldier was scared by Chu Xiang's three shots, and he muttered in a low voice: "He is simply not human, he has no feelings, so our three comrades who lived together night and day were killed by him."

Zhang Zhang yelled, "Nonsense! They have already sacrificed their infection, and they might kill us without killing them! Get in the car and leave here right away!"

There are only four people left in the three off-road vehicles. Fortunately, there are still five people on the Dongfeng Kcal driven by Song Jun. The platoon leader Zhang undoubtedly performs his task, and the Dongfeng Kcal turns around to a fork in the road just now. In this way, Li Xiaoming and Xu Huai's task resumed, the two machine guns almost stopped, the zombies along the road fell down, and finally the convoy converged in front of the flour processing factory.

Zhang Pai suffered a long foot injury. He had already made a simple bandage. At this moment, he held a class of machine guns and fired at the zombies. "He Yaohui, now I order you to organize a group of Xu Huai to enter the flour processing plant to search for flour. When loading the car, be careful of the zombies inside. I must withdraw a lot of people, and I will take Yang Wei and Lu Jiang out to cover. "

Thirty three off-road vehicles were fanned out, and three machine gun racks were fired wildly. He Yaohui waved to Xu Huai's group. Xu Huai led Lin Bobo, Chu Xiang, Song Jun and others into the flour processing plant.

It ’s not that Lin Bobo has n’t experienced the battle of zombies, but those who used to be petty compared to today, now she knows what is terrible. Slow-moving zombies are just lambs to be slaughtered. But it became flesh on the board, and eight soldiers died in a blink of an eye, and they also escaped their lives by chance. If the large advertising rod was two meters away, they were reimbursed together, and the two Tibetan mastiffs were destroyed. So many people, if it is a dozen Tibetan mastiffs, I dare not imagine.

Lin Bobo saw Chu Xiang's actions from the beginning. Although she felt that Chu Xiang was annoying, she was rescued by his hug just now, and two fierce Tibetan mastiffs were killed by him. Besides, Chu Xiang saved her when they met, At the bottom of her heart, Lin Bobo had a sense of security towards Chu Xiang, and she unknowingly walked beside Chu Xiang. She thought that such safety would be guaranteed.

There are also many zombies in the flour processing plant, mostly the original workers, but under the powerful firepower of Xu Huai and Li Xiaoming, these zombies were quickly eliminated. Chu Xiang glanced at the mink farm next to the gate of the flour processing factory. The courtyard was quiet, and he could not see the zombies or the mink group, which made Chu Xiang's worry even worse, but Zhang Pai The three were desperately suppressing the zombies that rushed up. Now it is impossible for Chu Xiang to think more, and it is the right thing to quickly find the flour for loading.

耀 He Yaohui fired and cleared the remaining zombies in the factory, and commanded the three of Chu Xiang: "I cover with Xu Huai and Li Xiaoming, you search the factory warehouse."

Chu Xiang's speed of action is naturally not slow. He and Song Jun lean on each other to move forward. The east side of the yard of the flour processing factory is the warehouse. The gate is locked. Song Jun shoots the lock down and Chu Xiang kicks it open. The two rushed in, crossing left and right, and Lin Bobo then followed.

There was no light in the warehouse. Chu Xiang took out the flashlight from the tactical vest, and the light irradiated the next row of moisture-proof cargo platforms appeared in front of the three of them. There were more than a dozen trucks stacked with bags of flour. Song Jun also turned on the flashlight to explore. The three took more than three minutes to check the warehouse.

"Leader He, you can drive in," Chu Xiang shouted with a probe. He Yaohui, who was in charge of the gesture, gestured to Li Xiaoming, Li Xiaoming went to drive, and the tasks of the people were re-arranged. Lin Bobo looked over at the warehouse door. The others went into the warehouse and moved the flour to the truck.

十六 According to the original plan, sixteen people were enough to cope with the task. It would be difficult for more people to start operations, but eight people were killed in one accident. Fortunately, only one truck was installed. Otherwise, the manpower would be insufficient.

The cargo platform is set more than two meters high from the ground. One is to prevent moisture and the other is to facilitate loading. The truck came in and parked on the corridor between the two cargo platforms. It is easy to cause dust, everyone moves quickly, and they ca n’t see clearly when they do n’t have much time, just throwing it into the bucket repeatedly.

Dongfeng truck's bucket guard rails are very high, which is convenient for inventory and less hassle of binding. Five adult men worked quickly, that is, ten minutes of kung fu. The bucket was full. He Yaohui whistled and Li Xiaoming got into the cab. Hu started the truck and rushed out of the warehouse to race against time. There was an extra minute of delay here. The platoon leader Zhang who was responsible for the cover was dangerous.

排 The platoon leader Zhang suppressing the zombies charge at the door of the flour processing factory saw the truck full of flour driving out, and he breathed a sigh of relief. No matter how difficult or dangerous it was to pull out a cart of flour, the sacrifice of those comrades-in-arms was worth the sacrifice.

Chu Xiang was interested in picking up some private goods, but time was too tight. He couldn't hesitate to influence the entire team's actions because of doing private affairs, so he immediately withdrew from the warehouse with Song Jun, Xu Huai, and He Yaohui ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Lin Bobo saw a few faces in the warehouse who wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh. His expression was very cute.

Dongfeng truck opened to the gate of the factory. The gate was made of wheat ears. The car traveled five or six meters away from the door. A furry object was shot suddenly on the wheat ears, and the front windshield was slammed. Broken, Li Xiaoming was driving in front of a flower, he reacted quickly, stepped on the brake head and escaped the windshield.

A big hand yanked the door of the car, then knocked Li Xiaoming down, and the furry object that shot through the windshield turned to Li Xiaoming and emptied. It was waiting for the driver's cab to continue chasing, bang, A crisp gunshot ended its life.

"Thank you, Chu Xiang, or I'll let it bite," Li Xiaoming was grateful, the person who just pulled him was Chu Xiang.

"It is a marten!" Song Jun's tone was very low. This fat cat-like marten has such speed and impact. Obviously, it has been mutated. There are indeed problems in the farm. Chu Xiang's unfortunate hunch.

Alas, we can't allow everyone to think about it. There are more than a dozen mutant martens up and down the high gate. They occupy the cab, making it impossible for everyone to seize the car and escape, but the warehouse roof just moved the flour. Large sables also began to emerge, their eyes murmured, and soon they fell off the roof to form a crowd.

"What's the matter ..." Zhang Pai, Yang Wei and Lu Jiang were stopping the zombies from attacking outside the door. The gunshot behind them shocked them, but after a while they found that they had suffered from their stomachs, and those minks were rumbling, some of them. There was blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and Zhang Paichang's heart was cold. He knew that Chu Xiang's original concerns had finally become a reality ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Welcome the book readers to read the latest, fastest and hottest serial works All at ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~