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The zombie bus behind is still chasing after a hundred meters, and there is even a faint tendency to shorten the distance, but after the bloody battle just now, no one dares to shoot the bus at this time, for fear of provoking the revenge of the zombies.

For a full twenty minutes, the two buses were safe, it seemed to have entered a stalemate, the zombies had no emotional changes, but humans couldn't, this kind of depressing atmosphere around them at the moment of death was enough to drive people with poor psychological quality crazy.

Tang Zheng originally wanted to find a way to relieve the tense nerves of the flight attendants, but when he saw Pang Meiqin and Baiguo under the leadership of Qin Yan, sorting out the guns and magazines, and even cleaning the hygiene in the car, he knew that he was too worried, and they were also professionally trained flight attendants, and after so many zombie attacks, they could almost adapt to it, as for the bald man Lin Weiguo, there was no need to worry at all, Zhao Jingye? This guy can now face the corpse of the maintenance worker and eat canned food without changing his face.

The bald man was not very afraid, but he was irritable, borrowed Tang Zheng's telescope, and frequently observed the female zombie driver in the evening dress, and kept muttering in his mouth, cursing them for crashing, but unfortunately it had no effect at all.

"Was the dress zombie a racer that night? Just now, the bus was driving crookedly, but now she can dodge obstacles, and she has changed gears, and the speed is fast again. The bald man talked about stand-up comedy, chattering about everything about the bus, "The white police zombie also got into the car, and actually aimed at this side, hey, what does it mean to hold up the M4A1, could it be to shoot?" ”

"Lie down." Tang Zheng, who was calculating the route, heard this, glanced up sharply, and shouted.

Although the flight attendants didn't know why, they would definitely not resist Tang Zheng's order, and they all squatted down at the first time, followed by the sound of a da-da.

Ding, with the occasional bullet striking the carriage, made a crisp copper sound.

"Damn, you can really shoot." The bald man shrank behind the seat, his face full of depression, "It's not okay to go on like this, Xiao Tang, if you are hit by a stray bullet set, how wronged, besides, if it keeps shooting, we can't defend it." ”

Fortunately, at this time, the speed of the car was fast enough, and it was also out of the downtown area of Los Angeles, and there were many fewer zombies on both sides of the street, otherwise they would have taken advantage of this opportunity to break into the bus compartment and cause casualties.

"It's about seven or eight minutes to drive to the checkpoint, and then we're out of the city of Los Angeles, and the terrain should be open, and once we're on the highway, we'll be safe." Tang Zheng walked to the bucket of pure water, pulled through the two travel bags pressed on the back, opened them, took out the M24 grenades one by one, and distributed them.

"Hehe, good thing." Bai Guo took the M24, rubbed it on his cheek with both hands, and then carefully inserted it into the tactical belt around his waist.

"Give each of you another one, but it's not necessary, don't use it." Tang Zheng glanced at everyone and pointed to the dozen or so travel bags that were placed together with the pure water bucket, "Do you see these backpacks?" Now pick one for each person, and it will have three days of food and water, and don't forget to carry them later if you have to abandon the car. ”

"Abandon the car?" Zhou Zhou's voice was a little unnatural, "Wouldn't that be chased by zombies?" ”

"As the entrance and exit of the city, there may be some cars at the checkpoint, and I am doing this just in case." Tang Zheng saw that everyone's faces were not good, clapped his hands, and comforted them, "Don't worry, just run a few steps, at most one or two hundred meters, and there will be so many abandoned vehicles on the road that you can't pick them up." ”

"Then you have to pick up a Greyhound bus, my friend said it's the most convenient and economical way to travel long distances in the United States." Xu Lu raised his hand to speak, "And the defense doesn't seem to be low." ”

"Don't worry so much, in 10 years, Los Angeles may be all automated inspections, and you won't be able to experience the fun of traffic jams." Tang Zheng was also unsure of the current situation, he could only make as many preparations as possible.

"Hey, the gunfire has stopped, this thing is out of bullets." The bald man put his head out of his seat, looked through the binoculars, and after making sure that there was no problem, he beckoned everyone to get up.

"Now sort out your guns and refill your ammunition and make sure each of you is fully equipped." Tang Zheng looked at the zombie bus, his face sank like water, he noticed that the bus had turned a few corners, and briefly threw the zombie bus out of sight, but soon it caught up again, what did it rely on to track? If you can't understand this problem, I'm afraid you will never be able to get rid of these annoying guys.

"I hope Tang Zheng will notice the strangeness of the zombie bus soon." Of course, Lin Weiguo, who was in charge of driving, was the first to find out that he couldn't get rid of it, but there was no way to say it explicitly, otherwise it would only increase the pressure on everyone.

A little earlier than expected, about six minutes later, the bus turned onto the main road from a fork in the road, and the checkpoint immediately appeared 500 meters away, which could be reached directly by a straight one-way road, Lin Weiguo immediately shifted gears and stepped on the accelerator and accelerated.

"Haha, it's good luck, there is no traffic jam, but there are so many dozen cars that crashed on the road, and there are zombies struggling inside." The bald man glanced at it and handed the binoculars to Tang Zheng, he didn't dare to delay the time of the group leader, "But why is the row of cars next to it parked?" ”

"Traffic light."

Hearing Tang Zheng's concise answer, the bald man paused for a moment, and then felt like a fool, how could he not even think of such a simple thing.

Bai Guo wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and he was very uncomfortable.

"Get ready for battle." Tang Zheng felt not so optimistic, sure enough, there were more than a dozen hunter zombies and claw zombies wandering next to the checkpoint, and there were even five tank zombies, these guys were all wearing black uniforms, it should be the traffic police, and in ten days, many ordinary zombies have evolved into special infected.

"Bald man, Zhao Jingye, you deal with tank zombies, the flight attendants defend both sides, Lao Lin, rush to the barricade at full speed, no problem, right?" When Tang Zheng said this, he had already picked up two ammunition boxes and ran to the back of the car, set up a roaring Grim Reaper, and began to attack the bus behind.

The dense sound of machine guns instantly resounded on the empty and silent road, and they also began to fight back, except for the shooting of the white police zombies, the remaining bikinis began to scream again, causing the zombies to start a frantic sprint.

The bus has been running for so long, and the tens of thousands of zombies that originally followed them have been eliminated for a long time, and there are less than three hundred left, but these are all elite combat power, except for tank zombies, hunter zombies, and the kind of zombies with sharp claws, there is no ordinary one that can be mixed in it, and at this moment they heard the screams of the bikini zombies, and rushed up like crazy.

"I'm glad that the dozen or so zombies with loaded guns won't shoot." Lin Weiguo glanced in the rearview mirror, touched the pile of stones that had long been taken off from his body with one hand, and recast his ability, turning it into a stone armor that covered his entire body.

The bald man wanted to cry enviously, but he didn't have time to sigh, and the zombies on the opposite side pounced

Thank you for farming and reading, the water is godless and the wind is not windy, and the three book friends of the metaphor are rewarded!