Apocalyptic Mechanical Chariot

"Squeak!"

With the sound of car tires scraping the ground, the rear wheels of the seemingly bulky Unimog RV locked up directly. After the tires and the ground violently rubbed, the whole car drifted directly to 30 meters in front of Wang Yingyu with a puff of green smoke. The place.

Han Feng, who was originally sitting in the cab, had already leaned half of his body out of the sunroof of the RV. A jet black triangular composite pulley bow was emitting a frightening light in his hand.

"Get in the car quickly!"

Han Feng, who was holding the pulley bow, shouted eagerly to Wang Yingyu.

Wang Yingyu looked at the thick-looking RV parked not far in front of her, and felt excited in her heart. If she could successfully get into the car, she would be considered alive.

But before she could get close to the RV, there was a strong gust of wind behind her.

"Oops, I'm caught up!"

Hearing the sudden sound of breaking through the air behind her, Wang Yingyu's heart felt cold. She was actually caught up by the two zombies behind her when the dawn appeared. The sound of breaking through the air was obviously the zombies waving their arms towards her. Signal of attack.

"I'm so unwilling!"

She closed her eyes in despair, waiting for death to come.

However, the expected pain did not appear on her back. Instead, a strong wind passed by her cheek. The strong wind also faintly hurt her face.

"Why the hell are you standing there? Why don't you run away!"

Wang Yingyu, who was waiting for death to come, suddenly heard a loud shout. The moment she heard the loud shout, she instinctively glanced at the source of the sound.

She saw the slender man standing on the roof of the car looking at her eagerly.

Han Feng was speechless when he looked at Wang Yingyu in front of him. This woman was actually frightened by the zombie attack from behind, and she closed her eyes in resignation.

Fortunately, his reaction was quick enough. After practicing for a long time, the triangular compound pulley bow in his hand shot the fatal arrow almost instantly.

The zombie's head, which had originally been chasing behind Wang Yingyu and had made an attack posture, was instantly penetrated by a black arrow. While the arrow's huge impact penetrated the zombie's head, it also sent the zombie flying into the air.

The pulling force of the triangular composite pulley bow is a full sixty pounds. Even if a carbon arrow is used, it can penetrate even the thick skin of a wild boar within thirty meters. Therefore, if an ordinary zombie is shot in the vital part of the head, it will basically not hurt. Hard to escape.

Wang Yingyu tried her best and finally rushed to the RV. As the car door slammed shut, she looked a little shocked after the other zombie following her was locked out of the car door.

At this time, Han Feng, who had half of his body leaning out of the sunroof, had already returned to the driver's seat. Without saying a word, he directly stepped on the accelerator and threw the zombie who was still holding the car door open, grinning and roaring. Got out.

"Thank you so much...Thank you!...Thank you!"

Wang Yingyu, who was a little calmer, raised her head and thanked Han Feng who was sitting in the cab in an excited tone.

"You're welcome!" Han Feng raised his head and glanced at the rearview mirror to confirm that the zombie was not chasing after him before he replied calmly.

Wang Yingyu, who had rested for a while, asked Han Feng in a trembling voice: "Do you know what happened? I just wanted to go out when I felt a headache. When I woke up, I found two monsters in the dormitory building. There, he also bit a female classmate to death."

Han Feng glanced at Wang Yingyu, who was wearing a white ballet practice uniform and looked a little weak, and briefly described what was happening now.

"According to what I know, all humans on the earth have been infected by a special apocalyptic virus. Those humans who have not survived the apocalyptic virus have become the kind of monsters that were chasing you just now. Those who survived the virus will You must fight your way through these monsters and survive."

After finishing speaking, Han Feng looked at Wang Yingyu sitting there blankly, with dull eyes, as if he didn't understand what he just said, so he explained in a low voice: "You know the biohazard, what we are experiencing now is an amplification It’s a version of Resident Evil, where those viruses infect not just one company, but the whole world.”

After listening to Han Feng's explanation, Wang Yingyu sat in the car seat for about half a minute before she understood what Han Feng said. However, she still didn't seem to believe that what Han Feng said was the truth, and said to Han Feng in a trembling voice. : "Can...can...can you lend me your mobile phone? I...I want to call my parents."

"The phone is on the stand, you can take it yourself, but I advise you to be mentally prepared." In response to Wang Yingyu's request, Han Feng shrugged, pointed to the black fruit phone placed on the phone stand, and signaled The other party takes it for themselves.

Wang Yingyu took the phone and pressed the phone number with trembling fingers. However, after the call was dialed, there was a blind tone, and no one seemed to answer the phone.

"Answer the phone quickly... answer the phone quickly!" Looking at the black fruit phone with a "beep" sound in her hand, Wang Yingyu's heart kept sinking. It seemed that just like what Han Feng said, things were heading toward the end. The bad side develops.

When Wang Yingyu made the call, Han Feng's thoughts drifted away.

He grew up in an orphanage without parents or relatives. Since the death of the dean who brought him up, he has been basically alone, so whether it was the apocalyptic virus outbreak in the previous life, or this He has never experienced the pain of losing a loved one during the previous virus outbreaks, and he doesn’t know whether this is luck or misfortune.

Over there, Wang Yingyu made six or seven consecutive calls, but no one answered. She finally couldn't hold on anymore. The phone slipped from the seam of her hands and fell to the ground, and her hands also covered her phone. On her face, tears kept falling from the gaps between her fingers.

Han Feng glanced at Wang Yingyu, who was sitting there crying with a sad expression and his shoulders shaking slightly. His mouth pursed, as if he wanted to say something, but he closed his mouth in the end.

Han Feng took the crying Wang Yingyu away from the Shanghai University of Arts. After turning onto the road, Wang Yingyu's crying gradually stopped while he was sitting in his seat.

After Wang Yingyu recovered from her sadness, she wiped the tears from her eyes, turned her head to the driver's seat, and asked Han Feng: "Excuse me, I want to ask where you are going to drive?"

Han Feng glanced at Wang Yingyu lightly and said calmly: "I plan to go to Yinhua City."

Just when Wang Yingyu wanted to say something else, the car radio in the car suddenly rang: "There is an emergency in this city. Now the city has declared a state of emergency. Please send all surviving compatriots to Yinhai Road and the same city." Gather at the evacuation points on Delu and Feilian Roads. The military has set up evacuation assembly points in the above areas. We will hold them for 72 hours. Please evacuate as soon as possible. This broadcast will be broadcast every hour."