super zombie factory

Chapter 38 Survivor stronghold

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

The route is full of corpses of zombies.

There are more than a hundred zombies, they keep advancing, and the defensive zombies in groups of three are constantly overwhelmed by them.The vicious zombies always tore the zombies under Lu Chuan to pieces.

"Unfortunately, the police zombie died too early."

If the police zombies are still there, and the electric chainsaw is not broken, just relying on its dead body, it can be used as a gatekeeper, and ten thousand corpses cannot be opened.The combat power of the chainsaw is simply killing gods in this narrow place.

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

In the entire area, there is only one construction site, and then it is full of bustling commercial areas.This is the central area of ​​the city. There are high-rise buildings and shopping malls everywhere. Where do you ask Lu Chuan to find another chainsaw?
What Lu Chuan could see before was only within 1 kilometer.

Beyond this range, Lu Chuan dared not let the zombies try.This world is really dangerous. The lickers and tyrants that appear will make these weird zombies disappear every minute.

but……

God of killing exists all the time.

41 The zombie stood on the route, carrying an extremely sharp machete in its hand.As a basketball player, his height of 1.9 meters is enough to make him stand out from the crowd.

Muscles full of explosive power, although the surface skin is rotting away, it does not affect its performance in the slightest.

This kind of zombie is naturally taller than other zombies, and its strength is far beyond that of ordinary zombies.It is carrying a machete, standing here like the god of war.

"Roar……"

41 The basketball player zombie roared, and chopped out the machete in his hand.

The machete flew across the air, with a cold light.

The knife is sharp and powerful.

After the combination, the first zombie that rushed in front of it was split in half by its brute force, and fell on both sides.

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

The second zombie rushed over, baring its teeth and claws.

41 The basketball player zombie held a machete in both hands and swept it fiercely.

The head of this zombie was cut off, and the head was taken aside and fell on the construction site.The black liquid on the neck was bubbling desperately, but the body fell to the ground, not even moving.

The attacking zombies, they are not afraid, they are still rushing forward frantically.

One knife, another knife.

The sharpened machete vividly taught the incoming zombies how big the gap between flesh and steel really is.

Under the power of 41 basketball player zombies, no matter what zombie comes, it will be a knife.

Some had half their heads cut off, some had their heads chopped off, and some had their entire heads chopped off.

No matter which way, it is fatal to zombies.

The advancing route was full of corpses of incoming zombies.

The 41 basketball player zombies who are like killing gods, it doesn't have the strength to say that at all, the organization's killings, dozens of zombies attack, and hate it in front of it.

The piled up corpses of zombies looked like a hill.

The continuous reduction of incoming zombies means that the distance to success is getting closer and closer.

…………

tens of kilometers away from the city.

A stronghold of survivors like a fortress appeared on the horizon.

This survivor stronghold has walls of astonishing size, 20 meters high and six meters wide.

From a distance, it is a fortress.

On the top of the wall, some patrolling people could be seen. A group of five of them walked across the six-meter-wide wall, their sharp eyes sweeping across the distance, looking for any possible crisis.

It is not easy for anyone who can survive in this apocalyptic world and become a warrior.

It's just their equipment, but most of them are homemade guns and crossbows.

Under the wall, there are some scattered zombies. They wander around and flock to the bottom of the wall from time to time, making movements of climbing the wall.

The patrolling people ignored their actions at all.

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

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

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

With the sound of shouts, the people who were on patrol just now took off their weapons and gathered at the gate of the wall.

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

"boom!"

"Shh!"

Different sounds sounded, and the scattered zombies below fell down one by one.

The bullets from the guns whipped up a piece of rotten flesh and black liquid on the heads of these zombies.As for the strong crossbow, a crossbow bolt was inserted into the head, shaking as the zombies fell.

Under the pressure of survival for several years, the survivors who can become combatants are all elite gunmen.

The dozens of zombies that surrounded the gate of the wall before were wiped out in a moment and fell to the ground.

Don't be surprised, there is an international metropolis dozens of kilometers away, and some sporadic zombies appear nearby every day.Even if you kill them, there will be some wandering here the next day.

Over time, the survivors also got used to the constant zombie life around here.

Every time a convoy departs, the zombies around the gate must always be cleared away, lest they threaten the interior of the stronghold when the gate is opened.

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

A convoy of dozens of different vehicles roared out of 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, an armored van, and several tall SUVs.These cars, without exception, have been modified, with a solid 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 a forklift shovel in front of the vehicle, coupled with its horsepower, it is absolutely fierce.

Without the supply of parts, no one cares what kind of car the car is, as long as it is a car that can be driven.

This convoy disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only a cloud of dust rising into the sky.

There are such convoys almost every day.

As long as they find valuable items, in this world where resources are somewhat unbalanced, they can bring them a lot of benefits.

"Five zombies and one black steamed bun."

I saw a leader shouting at the gate of the stronghold, which instantly attracted a large group of people to go crazy.Ten people were quickly selected, and they dragged the killed zombies to a large pit hundreds of meters away, and threw them into it.

Corpse cleaners, as they called them, cleaned up the corpses of five zombies for this steamed bun that could keep them alive for a day.

The stronghold is not small, and it was built on the back of a small town.

The streets inside are deserted.

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

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

Sometimes they can fight each other for a job that pays for their food.

In the last days, human life is worthless, and people will die every day because of this kind of fighting.No one cared who died, and the dead were thrown out of town like trash.

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

A place that was transformed into a corpse arena, but it was overcrowded, and everyone was yelling crazily.

in the field.

A burly man, holding a dogleg knife, bent slightly, panting for breath while holding his knees.

In front of him was a strong man covered in armor, holding a meteor hammer.

The origin of the Colosseum is actually that the Colosseum has changed to another model, not fighting with beasts, but fighting with corpses.But more often, it's people fighting each other.

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

Whether it's people and corpses, or people and people, here, it all represents blood.

People die here every day, and people create miracles here every day.

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

Today he will be alive, but tomorrow he may be killed by the next challenger, becoming a corpse that no one will take a second look at.

"what……"

Roaring frantically, the sturdy man strode towards the armored man with a determined face.

He knew that it would be difficult for him to defeat the opponent, but from the moment he stepped into this corpse field, 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.

In the survivor stronghold, everyone is desperate and crazy to live.If you don't want to starve to death and be killed by other people, squeeze out what you have and live as long as you can.

Survivors who survived for more than five years were like wild beasts, crazy, cruel, and ruthless.

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

(End of this chapter)