Zombie City

After consuming 70% to 80% of the entire bottle of evolutionary beast blood, Wu Gang's situation finally stabilized.

His wound returned to normal, no longer had any strange color, and the thin black lines that spread to the entire arm also disappeared, which is a complete recovery.

After Mu Meiqing carefully helped Wu Gang with a hemostatic bandage, she exhaled heavily. For nearly two hours, she and Wang Yuanyuan repeatedly treated Wu Gang's wound, which was a great test of their patience and endurance. After the test, now the tense nerves are loosened, both of them have a feeling of exhaustion.

At this time, Wu Gang had already snored evenly against the wall, and it was also extremely exhausting for him to fight the pain all the time.

Chen Fei walked to Mu Meiqing and Wang Yuanyuan's side, and said with concern:

"Sister Qing! Yuanyuan! Thank you for your hard work!"

Mu Meiqing shook her head gently, her exhaustion could not be concealed in her voice:

"As long as we can keep Wu Gang, he is our companion and can't just watch him turn into a zombie in front of us!"

Mu Meiqing and Wang Yuanyuan did not ask Chen Fei what this cyan liquid was or where to find it. If you ask Chen Fei, you can tell the truth. The blood of evolutionary beasts can fight zombie viruses. The increase in evolutionary beasts will be known by more people, and by then the evolutionary beasts will suffer.

"Sister Qing, Yuanyuan, please go to the car to rest. We will spend the night here tonight. We have been watching Wu Gang! Don't worry!"

Mu Meiqing and Wang Yuanyuan nodded slightly, then walked to the direction of the pickup truck with Chen Fei's arms on their backs.

Nangong Jin and Zhao Xiaoping, He Guantao with a simple-minded duo, and Wang Xiyu, who is also good in a daze, cleaned up the surrounding zombies several times, and the streets outside the Sanliangku were full of zombies killed by them.

With the corpses of these zombies outside the grain depot, it can also cover some of their living breaths.

Chen Fei ordered Nangong Jin and the others to stay in the Sanliang Depot and not to go out. If there is an emergency, they should use the walkie-talkie to contact him, or shoot a gun directly.

And Chen Fei intends to take a turn in this Liaohe County, killing mutant zombies, but also want to find some materials that can be used. In addition to food and living materials, the most important thing is some hardware materials needed for the construction of the camp , including wires and cables.

Chen Fei even scanned some surveillance camera equipment.

I thought that if the camp can be officially put into use, the fence of the camp can be covered with monitoring, so that the safety of the camp can be checked in real time even in the case of insufficient manpower.

Relying on the powerful function of the zombie radar, Chen Fei walked through the buildings. The route he took was the route with the fewest zombies. The battle was very easy without any danger and pressure.

The two mutant zombies that I encountered afterward were relatively average in strength. They were easily killed by Chen Fei in a few rounds. He felt that his fighting skills had been honed again, and his strength had increased a bit.

At the door of a relatively remote small supermarket, Chen Fei found a survivor, this is a tall and burly middle-aged man with a square Chinese character face, which is different from Lin Bao's fierce face. , The face of this middle-aged man gives a majesty that is not angry and arrogant.

When Fade Chen saw him, he was surrounded by zombies, and was blocked by a dozen zombies in a small alley next to the supermarket. However, facing this crisis, the middle-aged man still did not see any panic on his face. With a frightened expression, he chopped up the heads of those zombies again and again with the fire axe in his hand.

Fade Chen just thought about it for a while and rushed over. Since it was happening right in front of him, he didn't mind helping him with a little help. For him, a dozen zombies were really not enough to show him.

The middle-aged man was already ready for a bloody battle, and he wouldn't have ended up in such a very passive situation if he hadn't had a weapon in his hand.

Just when the middle-aged man was about to launch a wave of charges to force a breakout, he saw the zombies pouring into the alley, and a young man used a military dagger to easily bring them down one by one.

In the face of the attacks launched by the surrounding zombies, the young man moved and dodged easily and skillfully. Every time he used a dagger to attack, he would inevitably pierce the head of a zombie.

It didn't take a while for these zombies gathered at the entrance of the alley to be eliminated by the youth.

The middle-aged man was slightly surprised before he said:

"Little brother, thank you!"

Fade Chen shot just because he wanted to shoot, and he just smiled faintly in the face of the middle-aged man's thanks:

"It's nothing, just come across it, then take the shot"

The middle-aged man limped out of the alley with a fire axe. Fade Chen frowned slightly and looked at the middle-aged man and asked:

"Your leg was bitten?"

The middle-aged man sighed and quickly explained:

"Don't worry! I haven't been bitten! This leg has been lame for five or six years. If it weren't for the inconvenience of my legs and feet, I wouldn't be so embarrassed just now.

When I was a drug police officer, I was chasing drug lords at the border. I was injured by their bullets, and my bones were injured. Even if I recovered, I would walk with a limp. It hurts badly when it rains! "

With an uncoordinated pace, the middle-aged man walked quickly to the door of the supermarket and pushed in. Before entering, he looked back at Chen Fei, waved his hand and said:

"Little brother, let's move quickly. After a while, those zombies will gather too much, and it will be difficult for us to escape."

Fade Chen planned to turn around and leave, but after hearing that the middle-aged man regarded him as a survivor who had gone looking for food and living supplies, he walked towards the supermarket after a little hesitation.

The middle-aged man hurriedly shook off a huge black travel bag after entering the supermarket, and quickly searched for edible things on the messy shelves of the supermarket.

Fade Chen picked up a bottle of pure water from the ground, wiped off the dust on it, twisted it open and drank it.

This supermarket seems to have been visited by survivors more than once. Except for daily necessities, the shelves for placing food are almost all empty. Only there are leftovers on the ground. Crispy pasta and cream cookies on the ground.

The middle-aged man's movements are very quick and experienced. He first picked up all the things left on the ground, and then looked at the things on the shelves. Unfortunately, the shelves were empty.

The middle-aged man glanced at Fade Chen subconsciously, and seeing that Fade Chen seemed to be staring at the empty shelf in a daze, he quickly threw several packs of sanitary napkins into the travel bag, but this scene was actually seen by Fade Chen .

Under a shelf that fell to the ground in the corner, the middle-aged man found a bucket of milk powder, which made a happy smile on his face. Before leaving, the middle-aged man also took two plush toys and some small cars. pistol.

Just based on what the Zhongnan man took, Chen Fei could infer a lot of information.

First of all, it is certain that this middle-aged man is not alone. There is at least one woman and two children with him. Plush toys are the favorite of girls, while toy guns and cars are mostly only liked by boys.

Walking to the door of the supermarket, seeing that Fade Chen only had half a bottle of pure water in his hand, the middle-aged man smiled awkwardly, reached out and took out two packets of crispy noodles from his travel bag with a sore face.

"This supermarket should have been searched many times, so there is nothing to eat. I will give you these two packets of crispy noodles!"

Fade Chen waved his hand and smiled and refused:

"I still have some food to eat, it doesn't mean much to me, you should keep it!"

"Uh... that's good! I won't be polite to you!"

The middle-aged man spoke very frankly and did not pretend to shirk at all. This is not to say that the middle-aged man is not sincere, but because they are really short of food!

The middle-aged man stood at the entrance of the supermarket and did not rush out directly, but looked out first, and frowned after seeing the re-gathered zombies outside...