Traveling through the doomsday, I become the largest supplier

Qiu Guorui usually gives the impression of being suave, but when he is angry, his face will become distorted, as if he has come out of hell. Especially after he killed a few people, that ferocious aura was even more terrifying.

The zombies don't care about the changes in humans, they just instinctively drive themselves and start climbing towards the truck. A level 3 zombie quickly climbed onto the truck, but before it could make its next move, it was interrupted by the sound of a sniper rifle. Its head was blown to pieces and flew everywhere, leaving the mercenaries next to it splashed with a foul-smelling liquid. It was Zhao Hongyuan who shot him, and even when the entire position was in chaos, he was still able to calmly observe the entire zombie group, looking for possible danger points.

Qiu Guorui's roar woke up the stunned mercenary leaders, and they shouted and commanded their men to launch a new round of attacks, killing the zombies who had just gained the upper hand and driving them out of the car. A group of two or three thousand zombies was killed before and after more than a dozen level 3 zombies and one level 4 zombie, and the proportion of high-level zombies was quite high. After losing the threat of high-level zombies, ordinary zombies are naturally no match for humans.

It only took half an hour for the last zombie on the battlefield to stand was accurately shot in the head and lay down softly. Standing on the rock pillar and looking at it, there is a black zombie corpse in front of me. Most of them had their heads blown off, and a few were crippled by strafing, and were struggling in the sand. The number of nearly 3,000 zombies filled this entire piece of sand. Some of the zombies' clothes were rubbed and burned, turning into wisps of black smoke and rising, adding a bit of the post-war atmosphere.

Qiu Guorui slid down from the rock pillar, stepping on the corpses of zombies, and from time to time he used a gun to make up for the heads of zombies that were not yet dead. At the same time, he shouted loudly: "Everyone, listen, smash the heads of each zombie, be careful not to get cut by their sharp nails and bones, lest you become infected." "

This was the first time Zhou Feng had seen such a large-scale zombie corpse, especially the appearance of these zombies, as if they were the incarnation of demons, making him always feel a little uncomfortable in his stomach, and his rolling throat was almost about to vomit.

Most of the mercenaries are veterans, and their predecessors were corpse hunters, so they are naturally the best at collecting crystals after the war. But with the situation just now, Qiu Guorui didn't want to make any more trouble, so he simply asked them to assign people from each team of mercenaries to clean up the battlefield in a unified manner, so that no one could hide the crystallization of their private gains.

Zhou Feng calmly carried the sniper rifle and returned to the pickup with a pale face, sitting weakly in the passenger seat.

He was a little surprised, after all, it was only a hundred people, but he had to face the siege of nearly three thousand zombies. Could it be that Ren Xinyun, a weak woman, would not be afraid? Looking at the way she closed her eyes and recuperated, it seemed that she did not regard this place as a battlefield, but as a time to rest. Zhou Feng shook his head, and could see that he was still too tender. The scale of two or three thousand zombies is simply a very small unit. If you run into hundreds of thousands of zombies with no end in sight, won't you be stupid?

Knowing that Zhou Feng was back, Ren Xinyun opened his eyes, showed a smile, and said sadly: "I'm used to it, it's useless for me to worry." You can stop it, of course I'm safe. If you can't stop it, what's the use of worrying about it? In this wasteland, it's the same death. "

Nearly three thousand zombies, it will take a little time to collect them. Fortunately, their hands and feet are also fast, and they can find crystals almost with a few strokes of their disgusting heads.

By the time the convoy set off, it was a full three hours. The harvest is quite gratifying, at least to earn back today's ammunition money, and there will be some surplus. These crystallizations will be divided equally with all the mercenaries present, but it has nothing to do with Zhou Feng's employer. It's just that with this gain, the atmosphere is still a little depressing. The mercenaries of more than 100 people, just a small encounter, lost one-fifth of their manpower, and more than 20 people fell on the road forever, which is not insignificant.

No one expected this kind of result.

Among the more than 20 people who died, the mercenary team where the truck was attacked by the level 4 zombies was wiped out was completely wiped out. Even the captain was not spared. Although it is cold-blooded and ruthless, for Zhou Feng, it is undoubtedly earned from money alone. At least this team has saved commissions. But from another point of view, Zhou Feng seems to have lost again. If the combat effectiveness of a squad is missing, the strength of the caravan will drop by a few points. Weakened caravanserais.

Zhang Yixuan's face was very calm in the face of these data. "The proportion of casualties is generally not very serious," he said. At least we weren't wiped out, right? When Brother Qiu hired them, he estimated that only one-third of the people who could directly reach the Grand Canyon settlement were there. As long as there is a battle with zombies, the high-level zombies among them will always bring some casualties, which is also inevitable. "

Zhou Feng is not cold-blooded and impersonal, but he is very smart. In this zombie-infested apocalypse, how can there be no dead? If he can't even see this, he will be eliminated from this world sooner or later. That's what survival of the fittest says.

"Brother Zhang, I have nothing to do, thank you!".

Now Zhou Feng can be considered to have figured it out. Your mercy is worthless in these last days. There are too many secrets on your body, and the things you take out are scarce commodities in the last days, and you can walk on a tightrope, and if you don't pay attention to it, you are likely to be killed by greedy people. There is one skill you have to learn in this world, and that is cold-bloodedness.

Zhou Feng, who let go of his heart, calmed down, his chest rose and fell, his heartbeat accelerated, and he turned his head: "If you go forward, you will be on a remote highway, and the range of zombies should not be so large, so it can reduce the danger of encountering zombies, right?"

Ren Xinyun nodded and said, "Yes, the movement range of the small group of zombies will be very small, but the large group should not appear in this kind of unpopulated place." "

The next lot, as Ren Xinyun said, didn't even see the shadow of zombies. It's just that the dirt road is not very easy to walk, and many places are covered by sand, so it is necessary to stop the convoy and remove some of the sand with the help of everyone. Stumbling and walking for the whole afternoon, until it was dark, it was only half a hundred and thirty or forty kilometers.