85_85483 With his hand on the glass, Tang Xiaoquan leaned over to look inside the car, although there was a dark film blocking, he could still vaguely see the silhouette of a human figure leaning back on the passenger seat.

"Whew!" Taking a deep breath, Tang Xiaoquan tightened the kitchen knife in his hand, and then put his hand on the handlebar, but as soon as he opened the car door, a big hand suddenly reached out from behind, and then pressed on the back of his hand.

"Just your little kitchen knife! It's better to save it, flash aside! Look at your strong brother! ”

The slightly joking words sounded in his ears, Tang Xiaoquan looked back, but saw Wang Qiangpi looking at himself with a smile.

"!" Without any hesitation, he compared his middle finger, Tang Xiaoquan shook in the air in a feigned anger, his face was full of disdain and contempt for his brother, however, in the depths of his heart, a warm current of warmth flowed quietly.

"Zizizi~" The ghostly noise of sound waves sounded again, Wang Tang and the others were subconsciously stunned, and then they both put away their jokes and looked at the Volkswagen car vigilantly.

One left and one right, Tang Xiaoquan and Wang Qiang fought separately, one of them grabbed the doorknob of the co-pilot, and the other held a "spear" ready to give the "black shadow" on the seat of the car to give the necessary blow.

The two sides exchanged glances, and the cooperation many times has made these two partners who have been classmates for many years immediately understand what each other means.

The sunlight reflected on Tang Xiaoquan's face through the glass, and the latter did not pay attention to the discomfort caused by his dazzling light, and he whispered three numbers: "1!2!3!"

When the words fell, his right wrist, which was ready to attack, suddenly exerted force.

At the same time, Wang Qiang, who had been waiting for a long time on the side, did not say a word when he opened the car door, and the spear was a stab.

The tip of the spear was accurately sunk into the spine of the "black shadow", and Wang Qiang did not hesitate to confirm what kind of damage had been done to the latter, because he knew very well that in the current world, for a "dead thing", except for destroying their brain center, which was the only means of killing the enemy, all other injuries were nonsense.

With a wave of his arm, he poked the "spear" into it again, and then pulled it out steadily, and the swift speed inevitably brought out some filth such as minced flesh and slime from the skull pierced by the black shadow.

However, the survivors who had long been accustomed to this did not react much, and Wang Qiang only habitually shook the spear shaft twice and ignored it.

In his eyes, the corpse with a crooked head was a man, judging from his dress, he should be a traffic policeman, and as for why a traffic policeman appeared in the car of the armed police, Wang Tang and the others obviously didn't think too much about it, because while they were looking at the man, Shicai's intermittent "zizi" sound sounded leisurely.

"There!" Wang Qiang, who was quick-eyed, stretched out his finger and pointed to the man's palm.

When he looked for it, Tang Xiaoquan clearly saw a black columnar object being grabbed by the man: "This is ......"

"Walkie-talkie!" With a flash of his eyes, Wang Tang and the two glanced at each other almost in unison, and then Tang Xiaoquan couldn't wait to stretch out his hand.

There is no doubt that the walkie-talkie does not make sound for no reason, there must be someone trying to get in touch with the outside world, and through the analysis of the frequency range of the walkie-talkie, the signal source of its signal should not be too far from here, at least the straight-line distance should be within 5 kilometers.

Tang Xiaoquan, who doesn't know much about radio, has only dabbled in a little bit of relevant knowledge in post-apocalyptic survival programs, so he is not sure whether his inference is correct.

However, after all, it is better to talk than nothing, and there are still older and experienced people like Hu Xiaodong and Zhao Yunhai in the team, maybe they know more than they know.

Thinking of this, Tang Xiaoquan sped up the movements in his hands.

But the man held the walkie-talkie very hard, thinking that he must have an extremely important task to perform before he died, which also reflected his nervousness and horror at that time.

As for the police themselves, affected by various reports, Tang Xiaoquan did not have much good feelings, but in fact, at the end of the day, after going through so many ups and downs, Tang Xiaoquan's thinking has changed, he believes that most of the police are still competent, such as the one in front of him, even if they have such and such unbearable "helplessness" in the past, but at least now, at this moment when the people need it most and the country is in the most danger, they still stand up without hesitation and are not afraid of death.

Based on this alone, they are worthy of the national glory on the brim of their hats, and it is enough to win the respect of the world!

Laboriously breaking the man's fingers one by one, Tang Xiaoquan finally succeeded in taking out the walkie-talkie at the cost of sweating beads on his face.

He casually picked up a discarded tissue paper from the ground and carefully wiped the blood stains on the surface of the walkie-talkie, but perhaps because the blood stains had been soaked for too long, no matter how Tang Xiaoquan wiped it, he couldn't completely erase it.

"Zizizi~" The noise sounded out inopportunely again, and in the panic, Tang Xiaoquan hurriedly stopped the meaningless movements in his hand, and raised his feet and rushed towards the place where his GL8 was.

He firmly believed that someone must be sending the relevant radio signal nearby, and as for how to make it receive it, Tang Xiaoquan hoped that the two men not far ahead could give him some constructive advice.

It's a pity that the truth is unpredictable, and before Tang Xiaoquan ran to 2 meters, he stopped abruptly, because ......

"Zizizi, here is ......"

"Zizizi, factory ......"

"Zizizi...... Need...... Hearing...... Zizizi"

The signal was getting weaker and weaker, and seeing that the intermittent male voice was about to disappear, Tang Xiaoquan, who was at a loss, hurriedly pressed the call button, and then shouted loudly: "Hey! Hey, hey! Hey, hey, hey! I can't hear you clearly! Feed! I'm not a good signal! Hey, hey! Damn it! ”

With a wave of his hand in the air, Tang Xiaoquan stepped on the ground in annoyance, and the other party's call ...... It's interrupted!

Signal! This damn signal! Regardless of anything else, Tang Xiaoquan knew that he couldn't delay, he had to immediately meet with Hu Xiaodong and Zhao Yunhai, and try his best to come up with a solution to the signal gap. To ensure that the next time the other party sends a signal again, you can establish a smooth connection with them.

Tibu sprinted again, but this time it was the same, and before Tang Xiaoquan had run a few steps, the sound of "Zizi" sounded tirelessly.

didn't pay attention to too much, Tang Xiaoquan still had an unabated momentum, and at the same time, he kept communicating with the other party: "Hey, hey! We've got your signal, but ......"

"Anyone who receives this broadcast, please get in touch with us immediately, get in touch with us now! Complete! ”

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