Zhang Xiaoqiang got Yang Ke-er to guard the car, while He Wen Bin and the rest returned to where they came from. He Wen Bin and the rest followed carefully behind Zhang Xiaoqiang, observing the surroundings from time to time.
They were probably frightened by the mere twang of a bowstring.
After passing through the bushes, they saw an S-Type eating a corpse. Seeing the corpse, He Wen Bin and the rest's faces turned green.
He took a sharpened steel bar from Common-Face and weighed it in his hand. "It's not as smooth as the Beast Horn Spear."
The group was still a distance away from the S-Type, and the S-Type only had its head lowered to eat the corpse, and did not notice Zhang Xiaoqiang and the rest.
Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his hand and threw the steel bar towards the S-Type like a javelin. The steel bar drew an arc in the air and stabbed into the S-Type's thigh, pinning it to the ground.
"Good!" He Wen Bin saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang's attack was successful and cheered.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's face was stupefied, but his face was burning hot.
He had intended to throw the steel bar at the S-Type's head, but it had accidentally stabbed into its thigh. He Wen Bin and the rest did not know, and thought that Zhang Xiaoqiang's shot was accurate.
"Ao ~ ~ ~ ~" The S-Type roared in anger and struggled to stand up.
Zhang Xiaoqiang casually walked in front of it and raised his hand. "Peng!"
The bullet sent the S-Type's skull flying.
His left hand holding the gun, his right hand pulled out the steel bar and threw it at Common-Face. Seeing him frantically catching the steel bar, Zhang Xiaoqiang carefully observed He Wen Bin and the rest's expressions.
Zhang Xiaoqiang took out the gun to show his might, to let them know that he had a gun as well.
He Wen Bin and the rest were not surprised that Zhang Xiaoqiang had a gun!
They felt that Zhang Xiaoqiang's use of a gun was too normal, and even thought that Zhang Xiaoqiang was afraid of dirtying his military knife.
He Wen Bin snatched Old Frank's Dragon Spring Sword and handed it to Zhang Xiaoqiang: "Zhang Xiaoqiang, use this!
Every bullet you use means one less! "
He felt sorry for Zhang Xiaoqiang's bullet loss. Zhang Xiaoqiang was speechless. Putting on a show in front of a blind man, Zhang Xiaoqiang casually took over the Dragon Spring Sword and immediately realized that there was something wrong with it.
This Dragon Spring Sword was not like those light fitness equipment that old ladies used. It was very heavy, very heavy!
Now, Zhang Xiaoqiang's strength was different from the past. It was much higher than when he was an otaku, especially after drinking the second rainwater. His strength was growing every day.
Just now, the steel bar that was as thick as a thumb felt light in his hand. Now, holding this sword felt just right.
"Zhang Xiaoqiang, look, there are inscriptions here!" He Wen Bin pointed at the hilt of the sword and said.
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the intricate patterns on the body of the sword. Near the hilt of the sword, there were two words carved in small seal script, "Elite Guard".
The entire body of the sword looked very ordinary. Other than the Thousand Refined Patterns on the body of the sword, there was nothing special about it.
The blade of the sword was plain and unadorned, as though it had never been sharpened before. The hilt of the sword was in the shape of a brass ingot. The brass looked dull, with faint traces of rust. The hilt of the sword was a piece of wood, and when held in his hands, the texture of the wood was rather comfortable.
To sum it up, to sum it up.
This sword did not even look like a stainless steel Dragon Spring Sword.
Zhang Xiaoqiang held onto the Elite Guard Sword and looked at He Wen Bin in confusion. He Wen Bin saw Zhang Xiaoqiang's confusion and hurriedly explained.
This time, they came out to look for resources and found a secret room in an old house. Inside, there were a bunch of antiques and calligraphies. They were probably some family heirlooms.
Originally, the antiques and calligraphies were useless to them, so they did not care.
On the other hand, Old Frank was used to being a thief. He managed to find a mechanism to hide things. Inside, there was a wooden box, and inside the box was the sword.
This unassuming treasure sword was the best treasure in the secret room. When Old Frank held it in his hands, he did not lose it.
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Old Frank indifferently. If he could not bear to part with it, he would return it to him. He still had the Beast Horn Spear, and that was the true treasure.
Old Frank saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang was actually asking for his opinion, and became agitated. His expression was not as stiff as before.
"It's fine, it's fine, take it.
I want it to be of use. "
Seems like Old Frank enjoyed the respect that others had for him.
Just like that, Zhang Xiaoqiang held the sword in his left hand and the Type 54 in his right as he walked towards the place where He Wen Bin and his companions were trapped.
Seeing the horde of zombies, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt his scalp go numb. "They're densely packed, not tens, not hundreds, but f * * * ing over a thousand?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his head to look at He Wen Bin, only to see that He Wen Bin and the rest were pale as well.
"Why is it like this?
Why is it like this?
It shouldn't be! "Old Frank looked at the thousands of zombies gathered together, his face turning green and his lips turning white.
His eyes were wide open, as though he could not believe what was happening in front of him.
It was the first time Zhang Xiaoqiang had seen such a scale of zombies, and there were at most 200-300 of them when they were escaping.
It was said that when there were over 10,000 people, there would be no end to them, but when there were over a thousand, it was also shocking.
This place was close to J City's urban-rural boundary, and Zhang Xiaoqiang and the rest were on a small hill. At the bottom of the hill, there were over 10 old brick houses. Looking at the huge trees in front and behind the houses, the entire village seemed to be quite old.
Small bridges, flowing water, green bricks, ancient trees, if not for the residential area built by the developers, it would be a paradise.
The residential area was only half constructed, and the floors were not capped yet, with scaffolding erected densely.
Two figures stood on top of the scaffolding and looked at the zombies below them.
From the binoculars, they could see the despair on their faces, and from time to time, one or two S-Types would jump up and climb up the scaffolding.
The funny thing was that after they became zombies, they had forgotten the habits of humans, and after climbing a few times, they would fall onto the heads of other zombies.
"What do you guys think?" Zhang Xiaoqiang turned to look at He Wen Bin and the rest.
"Why don't, why don't we go back first?
We can slowly think of a way back? "He Wen Bin started to want to retreat, and the two Common-Faced men agreed.
Even Old Frank wanted to go back, but he was too embarrassed to say it out loud.
Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at them and continued to look at the surroundings. The two of them were trapped on the building at the waist of the hill, and the zombies were just below them. Not far away, there was a medium-sized truck, and from the open compartment, they could see the bags of rice.
From the top of the hill to where the two of them were trapped, the straight line distance was only 100m. Looking at the zombies that were 100m away, the four men's legs were trembling, not to mention the two people trapped on top of the zombies!
"That truck is yours?" Zhang Xiaoqiang pointed to the truck and asked.
He Wen Bin nodded his head, and the two Common-Faced men said: "We usually drive, we are familiar with the road!"
"Where's the nearest gas station?" Zhang Xiaoqiang thought of using fire to attack.
The last zombie fell to the ground. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the Jing Wei Sword in his hands with satisfaction, cutting through the bones was like cutting tofu, easily cutting the zombies into two.
It looked like it had not been sharpened, but it was actually very sharp.
After cutting through a dozen zombies, there were no signs of wounds.
The entire gas station was emptied, and they looked at the oil truck that was parked at the side.
Zhang Xiaoqiang got them to split up and look for the keys.
While looking for the keys, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw a car repair shop opposite the gas station. The shop was surrounded by layers and layers of old tires, some of the old tires were even taller than Zhang Xiaoqiang.
Finally, they found the keys on one of the zombies. Zhang Xiaoqiang instructed them to load the old tires onto a truck that was waiting to be repaired, and used a chain to pull the truck behind the oil truck, and drove towards the place where the two of them were trapped.
One by one, the old tires were stuck on the hill, and gasoline was poured from the oil truck onto the tires. Thousands of zombies were squeezed together at the bottom of the hill, and there was not a single gap between them.
"Ignite!"
Two tires were ignited, and when the gasoline on the tires started to burn, Zhang Xiaoqiang instructed He Wen Bin and the rest to push the tires down the hill.
Two blazing rings of fire were seen jumping and rolling on the hill.
All the way to the zombie horde.
The zombie horde was immediately thrown into chaos, the burning zombies wanted to squeeze out, while the surrounding zombies wanted to push in. Standing on the hill, they could hear the screams of the zombies!