Not Dead

At the end of the last day, the dense city suddenly became hell, and the sides of the street were hitting vehicles, tumbled smoke and flames, and the dead people came back and forth.

The store portal is open, the glass is full, the shelves are like the tornado, and the wall is full of splattered blood and black red handprints.

Someone in front is on the ground, and the hands and feet are still reflective twitching, and the body has already smashed. Several zombies are surrounded by him, biting the flesh and blood of the arm and thighs, holding up the internal organs swallowing, blood flow full.

Silver Camry winds, the zombies smell the smell of the living, just shake and chasing, the car has been closed.

Young people look to the rear view mirror, on the top of the prison building, a armed helicopter is whistling, crossing the unstead city, sailing from the horizon of the distant black smoke.

He received his eyes, and he adjusted the next mirror, and then saw something from the mirror and moved Micron.

That is a pair of cloudy and white eyes.

Quiet after yourself.

The young man stepped down on the brakes, looked back in the harsh friction, I saw the seat belt in the dead end angle, and only a little girl, only quietly, maybe two or three years old, how much is more than the cat, head I also comb it with laugh, holding a doll.

Her face has been blamed, and the mouth is one, and the purple red blood flows along the corner of the neck. It hooks the young people. The side is still filled with a woman's bag.

Young man is gently closed.

He can imagine what is the scene. The husband did not want to give up his wife and woman who had been infected, driving away from the city, looking for rescue along the way, and finally lived on the driver's seat, then the wife of the zombie opened the door to escape.

He opened his eyes and lifted the eyebrows of the zombie, but the index finger did not press the trigger.

The zombie on the street squeezes on the side of the car, and the numb is tapered, and the sullen sound is issued. Half of young people hang down the muzzle, reach the little girl's neck, squat, the body is soft soft in the back seat.

He did not throw a small zombie, and he didn't send her a while, and stepped on the throttle forward.

One kilometer in front, next to the parking building, the yellow mark of the pharmacy is extremely eye-catching in smoke.

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At the same time, the parking lot on the second floor.

There are more than a dozen a dozen cars that are full of bullets in the big space, and the alarm is born. After the fierce battle, the smell of the muffins and the smell of the embarrassment, strongly stimulating everyone's nerves.

"We were surrounded by the zombies," Yan Hao took the telescope, hoarsess: "The latter sandy lane is dead, the front door blocks the zombie, the estimated number has hundreds, adjacent the building is hospital, school and supermarket pharmacy, belong Red first-level dangerous zone, it is impossible to cross the hook, the ammunition is about to be warned. "

A biochemical armored car side, several players are quickly organizing equipment, and they should be turned to some silhouettes.

Strict long-term training let them will not immediately lose control, but the desperation of the faint flow in silence is unlogged. Dosing into the depressed air, the mourning and gums of the door downstairs are more clear.

"Captain ..." Yanhao.

Zhou Yao took the blood of the blood, lifted his head in the focus of everyone, but did not speak, throws a cold light - at the same time 20 steps, a zombie skull hiding behind the cement column I have no handle, and I'm going down.

"Packing the equipment, ready to break."

Zhou Wei stood up and got up, he was close to one meter nine, and the whole body black protective clothing, and the expression was not clear in the backlight, only listening to the sound and low. A team member seems to have realized what, Hawran got up: "brother! Where do you go ?!"

Zhou Wei found a Audi sports car that was covered with a half-side body, and the head of the public was smashed out of the front window. From the storage box, he opened the door and opened the door.

"I went to the front of the zombies to the back door, and after breaking around, you will open the southeast direction, and the goal is the center of the city outside the 30 kilometers away."

He ignited his hand brake, and the thousands of sports cars made a roar: "Once I get out, I will go with you. If you arrive, I haven't come back, the captain's duties are taken by Yanhao, and the base signal is launched."

"Captain!" Haohao roaring exports, several players got up at the same time: "No, brother!" "Stop!"

Zhou Yu explored his head in the window, squatting the pair of sharp eyes: "Well?"

When I didn't laugh, the five official combination had a kind of ice-cold, and it was a fearless, even the angle of each eyebrow, and the slightly pressed pupil did not show the fact that "this person is very tiered". It is enough to make the viewer completely ignore the handsome beauty of his own.

After years of receiving, the prostitutes made the players at the same time, and then the Haohao was out of control. When I said, Zhou Qi reached out to him, and the command that couldn't be resistant, which made him endless Step.

Following Zhou Ziyu - he smiled and disappeared, his mouth evoked, his eyesight is slightly bent, but there is a kind of unsuccessful charm.

"The girls are awkward, you are." He passed from his own team, smiled: "Waiting for the brother to avoid refuge, roll."

The players hurry up the gun, you see me, I see you, the look is desperate.

After the sports car turns back, rolling the corrugated corrugation slides out of a venor U.

"Wait ... Wait, the captain!"

Yan Hao is staring outside the window, and suddenly saw something, not credit: "Someone ... Someone is coming!"

- The front door of the parking lot, the black pressure countless zombie is mechanical, and the road behind them, a silver Camry cantere, and then revers the car back, and shake the window.

"..."

Is there a survivor in the parking building?

Young people talked this eight-story architecture, each window of the touching place and the windows were broken, sprinkled with blood, completely seeing inside. Only two layers of a window that is positive on the road is vague. Someone is squatting, maybe it is a panic to flee into the building.

The electronic control door of the parking lot itself has been blocked, but under the endless beat of the zombies, the hollow iron gate has been concave a horrible arc, and it is only a time problem.

The young man is slightly thoussing.

He is looking to the pharmacy of not far away, there are only a few zombies, wearing junior high school uniforms, and there is no downside slot, and it should be a nearby school infection running out.

Although he is temporarily miscarriage because of excessive stimulus, head impact or other reasons, basic common sense is. He needs a pixel press to disguise into beta, and now the survivor attracts a large number of zombies, and it is completely feasible to rush into the pharmacy.

But the fragile electric control iron door should not be a few minutes.

And when he ran into the pharmacy, what should I do with the zombies?

The young man took a deep breath and paid on a motorcycle who bled a tree in 20 meters. After three seconds, he pushed the door.

The roar launched by the locomotive suddenly resounded the street, as if the horn of the opening of the meal.

On the second floor of the parking lot, the voice of Yanhao is extremely surprised: "This person ..."

"He ... he helped us open the zombie ...?"

Zhou Jialou approached, took the telescope to see the street. The lens is focused, the young man across a locomotive, the neck is thin and strict, and the skin jacket lock is buckled to the chin, and the motorcycle tail pipe is accompanied by the low silence.

More and more zombies are attracted by this sound, stopping the door, and returning, and the team strikes the locomotive.

20 meters, ten meters, five meters ...

When the zombie on the road almost crowded to the locomotive, the number of zombies was finally reduced below 30, and the locomotive was handed from the left arm and gave a gesture from the height.

preparation--

"Haohao is going to drive!" Zhou Xiang suddenly threw the telescope, set up the rifle to aim, drink: "Get off, all get on the bus ready!"

That seems to be the signal started by action, launched the same second, rushed out!

"Walk away!" "Fast!"

The player quickly leaped the armored car, and the Haohao took the steering wheel, and one hand dried his own ballist and threw the window. Zhou Wei is like the long eyes behind, and I grabbed the slider, squatting, the gun is in the windowsill, the ammunition is pouring!

In the rain, the locomotive rushed out of the corpse trend with high speed, and the unclear living dead will be embarrassed into the corruption, and then pay the crossroad.

After the zombie is chasing it, he looks at the heights, even the zombies nearby, and the more gathered, the more gathered, and gradually formed a spectacular long dragon.

If you break your hands, you will bleed, you can't die, you can't help but you can't look at the head. However, no one cares at the moment of life, and the locomotive slammed into the crossroad, whispered into the southeast street!

Bang loudly, the gate of the parking lot finally slowly, the biochemoon passed a few zombies that did not have a dodge.

"Captain -" Yan Hao yelled.

On the second floor, Zhou Yi holds the windowsill, flying down, "bombing!" A heavy roof.

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Five hundred meters, the other end of the crossroads.

The locomotive was tailored, and the body was stopped.

In front of the front, another batch of corpse, rushing to squeeze!

The remote sniper cover from Zhou Wei stopped, the zombies were blocked from front and rear, and the scene suddenly spectacular. When the young people's sight came from the helmet, he baked in a rearview mirror, and the corner behind the street was divided into the eastern street.

The fingers on the car are gripped, and the green gluten is riped, and then calm. He took a deep breath and transfer his head -

"Roar--"

The locomotive meteor is like a road, almost attaches the zombie of the zombies rushing to the throne. The body flying over, slamming the landing glass wall of the collar, from the other, wrapped around the sky!

Two male zombies in front were turned into the chest, and the half-hum proof dirty explosion. The third zombie reached a hand climbed the car, just sought, suddenly a bullet whistled, and burst it on the sky.

Young people looked up.

- Outside two hundred meters, a silver gray armored car is rushing, and Zhou Yu is on the roof of the roof, narrowing a eye, thin lips slightly, like he says hello with him. .

Immediately, the next bullet wiped his helmet and opened a zombie cover on the side of the locomotive.

"Ten meters, two o'clock, two o'clock, ready to rescue."

The sound of Zhou Yu in the headset, Yan Hao points should be that a sweeping satellite road map: "Not good."

"how?"

Haohao stepped on the throttle: "Dongda Street is dead."

The armored car sounds rapidly, but it has been too late. Zhou Yinfeng jumped, I saw the locomotive launched, breaking through the zombies, and there is no choice to rush to the East Street!

"Repair! Search the best route!" Zhou Yu is in the shell of flying: "Prepare to adjust!"

The route is changed by the route in the GPS screen, and Yanhao will kill the steering wheel.

At the same time, Dongda Street, the locomotive is in the end of the body, and the wind is shining and rushing to the corpse.

At this time, the motorcycle has reached the horror of 200km / h, while roadblocks are only three hundred meters apart, and they can be reached six seconds.

What is the concept of six seconds?

- Unable to turn around, can not turn, the two sides of the road are all zombies. Once they collide with the roadblock, they must have died.

The locomotive hand is divided into a needle until the needle is. At the same time, the instrument panel pointer is dramatically shake, hit the bottom line, and there is a roaring in the tail pipe.

"He wants to punch the card ..." Yanhao whispered.

It seems that the rod of Moses in the sea, the locomotive is highlighted from the zombie group, and the roadblock is rushed to the roadblock.

Time is stagnant, and the sound of the wind is still stationary.

In half, the locomotive is flipped, and a flow fire arc is drawn.

Zhou Wei throws the hook: "Next -"

The wind in the middle of the wind stretches the arm, and the rope is accurately entangled with the iron hook.

The heavy locomotive is crazy, and a tide of the corpse, and then make a shocking explosion!

boom! A heavy ring, the young man fell to the top of the armored car, rushed to the edge, was hugged by the waist, and the ankle drove the roof, and the two fell into the car at the same time.

"!" "Captain!"

The team members rushed forward, seven hands were helped, and even the pains on the driver were set up automatically, and they scored friends to take over, rushing from the driver's seat: "The captain is okay?" "

" ..." Zhou Yizhen grinned: "Brother is old waist ..."

After him, the young people shocked the hands and retreats to the corner.

He did not launch these people in front of the locomotive helmet.

This is a special force, he thinks.

I unexpectedly, this helper is full of Beta, there is no ALPHA pheromone with an aggressive taste without a limited space.

"Hey," Yanhao is in good faith to hand in a bottle: "Thank you."

The cars are gradually quiet, and everyone is watching, and young people have neither opening, and there is no representation of any raising hands.

"..." Haohao is in again: "Give you."

Haohao is that if there is no participation, you can properly apply for the long phase of the film college. With the height of Zhou Shang, the shoulder width legs, the eyebrows, the eyebrows, the left ear buckle a ruby ​​earrings slightly flash, quite a melancholy among the campus romance dramas.

It has not given any traces of the white skin for so many years, but it is difficult to give up.

However, this locomotive did not have a feeling in front of him, and even indifferent or alerts.

"This brother ..." The other player just opened, and saw that the locomotive finally moved.

He looked ignored the bottle of water, reached out to unload the full automatic cainer gun, and back to his right shoulders.

"Hey you--"

Zhou Wei drunk the water and stopped the players, and smiled at the young people: "How do the brother call?"

Young people don't talk.

"eat something?"

no respond.

In the cars, the atmosphere has become gradually changed, and some tensions are gradually gestated in silence.

Zhou Yu touched the chin, and the young people were gone up and down. He is all wrapped in a tight-fitting locomotive jacket and dark jeans, and the helmet is completely can't see the face.

But his body is slim, the posture of the alert is like a knife.

A cold shining, from the army knife from the tits.

"Friends," Zhou Wei did not see, laugh and ask: "Where are you going to go, send you?"

After a full 10 seconds, in addition to long breathing in the compartment, only the mourning of the mourning of the zombie outside the steel plate.

"... back to the parking lot." In an almost suffocating atmosphere, the young people finally opened the mouth, the sound took the hoarse caused by dry: "Go to the pharmacy."

Zhou Wei is extremely friendly, turned to the front drive driver's seat, pat the driver's shoulder: "Go back to the southeast street."

Then he leaned over and said softly with only two people heard: "Find a place to stop, I have to follow what he is doing in pharmacy."