The outermost perimeter of the camp was originally guarded by this kid, why didn't he inform everyone of the danger in the outer perimeter? !
The four explosion-proof vehicles ignited at the same time, rushed onto the national highway, and followed behind Zhang Yun's RV.
Ruan Yulan still remained in the rioting camp, and several cronies tried to take her away.
"But what should everyone do?!" Ruan Yulan panicked.
"It's too late!"
"Sister Yulan, rush out first and then make plans!"
"You must survive to lead everyone!"
Ruan Yulan was pulled into the RV, and followed the four explosion-proof vehicles onto the national highway.
In the camp, there were only screams and gnawing sounds.
The zombies formed a hill and devoured the 'food'.
People who have no combat effectiveness will die immediately and become the worst food.
There are still some people with combat effectiveness, but they can't escape this iron drum-like siege.
This is a Shura field of death!
On the national highway, several cars did not dare to stop.
Ruan Yulan panted heavily and was pulled up to sit down.
"Why is no one guarding the perimeter?!" Ruan Yulan asked.
A few cronies, you take a look at me, and I take a look at you.
"Sister Yulan, the martial arts team said that with Zhang Yun guarding outside, they don't need to worry about it."
"What?"
Ruan Yulan felt dizzy and almost collapsed.
The attack came too fast, it was night again, and it was pitch black.
Few could see the corpses gathering from behind the hillside.
But only Zhang Yun, who was closest to the periphery, did not notify the danger in advance.
"Does he want everyone to die?" Ruan Yulan's face was pale, and she was also afraid.
Li Jing was sitting in the corner, hugging her knees, trembling.
Just now, she followed Ruan Yulan and the others closely, so she was not surrounded by zombies.
The intense fear made her legs go weak and her heart skip a beat.
"Go up and stop that Zhang Yun!"
At this moment, Ruan Yulan raised her head, her eyes flickering coldly.
Zhang Yun led the way in a caravan. In this late night, the road on the national highway is actually quite easy to walk.
suddenly.
Several horns sounded behind him.
Beep!
Zhou Jue sat cross-legged in the co-pilot, holding the computer in his hand: "They said they were going to stop us."
Zhang Yun nodded and slowed down slowly.
The RV pulled over and stopped.
The four black explosion-proof vehicles rushed up, two in front and two in the back.
The RV that Ruan Yulan was riding in was also parked aside.
Boom boom!
Several doors slammed, and the fighting team, Ruan Yulan and others got out of the car one after another, glaring at Zhang Yun.
"Zhang Yun! You bastard, come down for me!" Yuan Zhishu was furious, his face gloomy.
Following behind him, many people picked up their weapons, looking for Zhang to settle accounts.
Zhang Yun came down with a baseball bat on his shoulders, and Zhou Jue followed closely behind with a crowbar.
"What's the matter?" Zhang Yun said lightly.
"You still ask! You are the closest to the outer hillside, why are corpses invading, don't tell us!" Yuan Zhishu was furious.
Ruan Yulan didn't interrupt either, she knew that Zhang Yun was entirely to blame for this matter.
Zhang Yun picked his ears: "Because if I make a sound from my side, I will be immediately surrounded by zombies. At that time, who of you will come to rescue me?"
When Yuan Zhishu heard the words, he was at a loss for words.
Fang Xiao stood beside him and sneered: "Since you joined the team, your life belongs to the team. What's the problem with sacrificing for everyone?"
Zhang Yun glanced at him.
The cold image in those eyes was about to explode.
Fang Xiao was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his back, and he didn't dare to speak anymore.
Zhou Jue narrowed his eyes and said angrily, "Sacrifice for everyone? That's easy to say."
Ruan Yulan pushed away everyone in the martial arts team: "Zhang Yun, you have done too much, and it was a waste of us to give you so much food and supplies."
"So?" Zhang Yun looked at her.
"I hope you can return those supplies." Ruan Yulan said coldly.
Okay, regret it?
at this time?
Zombies are right there with themAnd behind the ass.
People, no matter what era we are in, bad roots cannot be completely eliminated.
"I seem to have said that those supplies and food are mine in my car, and no one can take them away." Zhang Yun said lightly.
"you!"
Yuan Zhishu snorted coldly, full of murderous intent: "Since this is the case, don't blame us for being rude."
Behind him, a group of people raised their weapons and stared at Zhang Yun.
"Boy, get in the car."
Zhang Yun said indifferently.
Zhou Jue was taken aback. This group of people killed the zombies very bravely.
He hurriedly climbed into the car, closed the door tightly, opened the curtains, and watched everything outside.
"If you want to kill me, I suggest that you prepare to kill a few people first." Zhang Yun raised a baseball bat and pointed at Yuan Zhishu with a sneer.
Yuan Zhishu gritted his teeth, he would never be the first to go, so he waved his hand: "Give it to me!"
A group of people suddenly surrounded him, and all kinds of weapons slammed on Zhang Yun's head.
In the RV over there, Li Jing looked nervous, her heart seemed to jump out.
In her heart, she didn't want Zhang Yun to die like this.
But at the same time, she also hoped that no one in the martial arts team would die.
Boom!
There was a loud bang.
I saw a group of weapons suddenly lifted into the air and smashed in all directions.
Everyone's scalp was numb, and there were severe labor pains in their hands.
[Produces a critical strike. ¡¿
Crack!
The head of the fitness trainer on the spot flew off and hit another person beside him.
Another snap!
On the right side of Yuan Zhishu, a thin man with his chest and abdomen sunken in directly, stepped back a few steps, rolled his eyes and died.
The ground is bright red.
Yuan Zhishu's mouth was bleeding.
Just now, for some reason, the weapon in his hand was blown away in the blink of an eye.
Isn't Zhang Yun too powerful?
Actually, a stick knocked the weapons they held tightly in their hands.
Look up!
Zhang Yun's baseball bat was only one or two meters away from him.
He was startled suddenly, his face turned pale, and he stepped back abruptly.
Due to his high speed and hasty action, Yuan Zhishu fell to the ground when he retreated.
A group of people supported him.
Zhang Yun's blow barely missed, and he waved in midair, making a whoosh.
The air is almost on fire from friction.
If this blow hits the head, he will definitely die.
"You you you" Yuan Zhishu stammered.
Zhang Yun stood up straight again, and the baseball bat slammed on the ground, covered with blood.
"You guys, do you still want to die?"
Everyone was spitting, not daring to speak.
Although they are organized and disciplined, they are still stragglers.
Before the doomsday, Yuan Zhishu was the manager of a small trading company.
Fang Xiao is an unarmed university teacher.
So they don't know how to use power, and they are not the opponent of the old driver Zhang Yun.
By counting, four or five people died.
Ruan Yulan fell down and fell into a coma.
Everyone looked at Zhang Yun, as if seeing a god or demon.
"Don't come here! Don't come here!" Yuan Zhishu was frightened, trembling all over, shrank and crawled back on the ground.
"Hope to see you again in the future."
Zhang Yun smiled, carried the club, turned around and got into the car. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com