Super Zombie Factory

　　 Zombies equipped with rebar guns, no matter how fierce they are, they are hard to beat with four hands.

　　 The route is full of zombies.

　　 There are more than a hundred zombies, they keep advancing, three groups of defensive zombies are constantly being overwhelmed by them. The ferocious zombies always tear the zombies under Lu Chuan into pieces.

　　 "Unfortunately, the police zombies died too early."

　　 If the police zombies are still there, and the electric chainsaw hasn't broken yet, just relying on its corpse, it can be a dead corpse. The fighting power of the chainsaw, in this small place, is simply a killer.

　　 Unfortunately, the only chainsaw on the construction site was cut in half by the tyrant early.

　　 In the entire area, there is only one construction site, and then there is a bustling business district. This is the central area of ​​the city, with high-rise buildings everywhere and shopping malls everywhere. Where would you ask Lu Chuan to find another chainsaw?

　　 What Lu Chuan could see before was only a 1km range.

　　 Beyond this range, Lu Chuan dare not let the zombies try. This world is really dangerous. The appearance of lickers and tyrants makes these weird zombies disappear in minutes.

　　 But...

　　Kill the gods, they always exist.

　　41 The zombie stood on the route, and what it carried was a sharpened mountain knife. The identity of a basketball player, with a height of 1.9 meters, is enough to make it stand out from the crowd.

　　 is full of explosive muscles, although the surface skin is decayed, it does not affect its performance at all.

　　 This kind of zombie, which is naturally taller than other zombies, is far more powerful than ordinary zombies. It is carrying a mountain knife, standing here like the **** of war.

"Roar……"

　　41 The basketball player zombies roared, and the mountain knife in his hand chopped out.

　　 The mountain knife passed in the air, with a cold light.

　　 The knife is sharp and powerful.

The 　　 combination came back, and the zombie who rushed in front of it first was split in half with this brute force and fell on both sides.

　　 The murderous scene made Lu Chuan clenched his fists: "Good job, that's it."

　　 The second zombie rushed over and opened his teeth and claws.

　　41 The basketball player zombie once again held a mountain knife in both hands and swept it fiercely.

　　 The head of this zombie was chopped off, and the head was taken aside and fell on the construction site. The black liquid around his neck braved desperately, but his body fell to the ground without even moving.

　　The zombies that struck, they were not afraid, and they still rushed up crazy.

　　 One cut, another cut.

　　 The sharply polished mountain knives vividly taught the zombies who came on the attack, telling them how far apart their bodies are from steel.

　　 Under the power of 41 basketball player zombies, no matter what zombies come, it will be a cut.

　　 Some of the heads were chopped off, some were chopped off at the waist, and some were the whole heads chopped off.

　　 No matter which way, it is fatal to zombies.

　　On the way forward, the corpses of incoming zombies are full.

　　 The 41 basketball player zombies who are like killing gods did not try to say that. The killing of the organization, dozens of zombies attacked, and hatred in front of it.

　　 The zombies piled up are even more like a hill.

　　The number of zombies coming is decreasing, which means that the distance is getting closer and closer.

　　…………

　　 dozens of kilometers outside the city.

　　 A stronghold for survivors like a fortress, it appeared on the horizon.

　　 This survivor's stronghold, it has an astonishing size wall, 20 meters high and six meters wide.

　　 Looking from a distance, it is a fortress.

　　 Above the fence, you can see some patrolling people. A group of five people walked on the six-meter-wide fence, looking sharply in the distance, looking for any possible crisis.

　　Anyone who can survive in this last days and become a warrior is not easy.

　　 is just their equipment, but mostly homemade guns and crossbows.

　　 Under the fence, there are some sporadic zombies, they wander around, and from time to time they will rush under the fence and make the action of climbing the fence.

　　 For these actions of them, the people on patrol simply ignored them.

　　 Given their number, it is absolutely impossible to climb a 20-meter high wall. Without the accumulation of hundreds of thousands, it is difficult to pose a threat to the wall.

　　 Standing on the fence, you can see the hazy city tall buildings in the distance.

　　 "Clean up the zombies, there is a convoy to leave."

　　 With a loud shout, the people who were on the patrol immediately took off their weapons and gathered at the gate of the wall.

　　 Some of these weapons are crossbows, and some are earthen spears.

"boom!"

　　 "Huh!"

　　 Different sounds rang, and the scattered zombies below each raised their heads and fell down.

　　 The bullet from the gun threw up a piece of rotten meat and black liquid on the heads of these zombies. The strong crossbow is to insert a crossbow arrow into the head, shaking as the zombie falls.

　　 Under the pressure of survival for several years, anyone who can become a combatant survivor is an elite gunman.

　　 The dozens of zombies that had surrounded the gate of the wall were cleared in a moment and fell to the ground.

　　 Don’t be surprised, dozens of kilometers away is an international metropolis, and every day there are some scattered zombies nearby. Even if you kill, there will be some shopping here the next day.

　　 Over time, the survivors have become accustomed to the constant life of zombies around here.

　　 Every time a convoy departs, always clean up the zombies around the door, so as not to threaten the inside of the stronghold when the door opens.

　　 The gate of the stronghold opened immediately after the zombies were emptied.

　　 A convoy of dozens of different vehicles roared out from the gate, pointing at the city dozens of kilometers away.

　　 The vehicles that make up this fleet have messy specifications.

　　 There are police cars, trucks, buses, a cash transport vehicle, and several tall SUVs. These cars, without exception, have been modified and have a sturdy and hideous appearance.

　　Like a bus, the whole car is welded by steel bars, like a moving steel castle.

　　The trucks in the convoy are equipped with the shovel of a forklift in front of the front of the truck, coupled with its horsepower, absolutely fierce.

　　 I have lost the supply of parts, and no one cares what kind of car it is, as long as it can be driven.

　　 In the blink of an eye, this convoy went away, leaving only a dusty smoke rising into the sky.

　　Similar to this kind of fleet, there are almost every day.

　　 As long as they find valuable items, in this world where resources are somewhat imbalanced, it can bring them great benefits.

　　 "Five zombies and one black steamed bun."

　　 I only saw a leader yelling at the gate of the stronghold, which instantly attracted a large group of people to madness. Ten people were quickly selected, and they dragged these zombies to a large pit hundreds of meters away and threw them in.

　　 The corpse cleaner is what they call them. They cleaned up the corpses of five zombies in order to keep them alive for a day.

　　 The base is not small, it was built on the basis of a small town.

The streets inside 　　 are deserted.

　　 Under many eaves, there are people with numb faces and hollow eyes. They stay under the eaves like corpses, as if everything outside has nothing to do with them.

　　 Occasionally, the voice that needs workers came out, but it made these numb people go crazy.

　　Sometimes they can fight each other for a bite-size job.

　　In the last days, human lives are worthless, and people die every day because of this kind of fight. No one cares about who will die. The dead are treated as garbage and thrown outside the city.

　　 In the center of the stronghold town, there were bursts of cheers.

　　 A place transformed into a corpse arena~www.ltnovel.com~ is overcrowded, yelling frantically.

　　 in the field.

　　 A sturdy man, he held a dogleg knife, bent over slightly, and panted on his knees.

　　 In front of him, is a strong man covered in armor, carrying a meteor hammer.

　　The origin of the Colosseum is actually that the Colosseum has changed to another mode, not with the beast, but with the corpse. But more often, it is a fight between people.

　　 Every time, tens of thousands of survivors are attracted here. They live in this crisis-ridden apocalypse, and their nerves are tense. They need to use this method to vent their emotions.

　　Whether it is between people and corpses, or between people, here, it means blood.

　　 Every day someone will die here, and every day someone will create miracles here.

　　 For a bite of food, many people will come here with their lives to make a bet.

　　 will be alive today, and tomorrow may be killed by the next challenger, becoming a corpse that no one will look at.

"what……"

　　 screamed crazy, the strong man strode towards the brawny man in armor, with determination on his face.

　　 Ming knew that it was difficult to defeat the opponent, but from the moment he stepped into this arena, there was no turning back.

　　 This is a survivor stronghold full of despair and madness, and it is also a representative of thousands of survivor strongholds and bases.

　　 And in the survivor's stronghold, everyone is desperate to live, and crazy to live. If you don't want to starve to death or be killed by others, just squeeze out what you have and live as much as you can.

　　 A survivor who can survive more than five years is like a beast, crazy, cruel, and cold.

　　This is the law of human nature in the last days.