Doomsday Male Emperor

Chapter 40 Refitting the Bus
In the early morning of the next day, under the leadership of Fang Heng, the refreshed men's army set off again.

The destination is a pedestrian commercial street about one kilometer away from the community.

This is the result of a night of discussion between Fang Heng and Xue Bing. The pedestrian street has a simple structure and is a straight road with a total length of less than 1000 meters. There are no scrapped vehicles in the way on the road. The terrain is relatively spacious and there are many people on weekdays. There are also many zombies, and sweeping all the way, not only can the remaining ten or so people complete their evolution, but they can even make a lot of money.

The only disadvantage is that the number of zombies is difficult to grasp. It may be only a few hundred, or it may be thousands of mountains and seas of corpses. It all depends on how many tourists are shopping there when the virus breaks out.

If there were only a few hundred zombies, Fang Heng's male army could forcefully rush in and kill them back and forth, but if there were thousands of them, the [-] or so of them would not be enough to see, and they would probably be drowned in the blink of an eye. Not even a single bone was found.

Therefore, Fang Heng did not dare to be too rash. He stopped the large army when they were still some distance away from the pedestrian street. He took brothers Xue Bing and Liu Chao to sneak over to see the situation...

As soon as the three of them approached the area of ​​the pedestrian street, they could hear the low growls of countless zombies gathered together without any interruption. From this sound, they could tell that there must be a lot of zombies among them.

There were also a few scattered zombies wandering on the streets outside the pedestrian street. In order not to alert the snakes, Fang Heng and the four of them took action with all their strength, quickly getting rid of them before they had time to react, and then leaned against the corner of the entrance to the pedestrian street. , Stretched his head and peered in.

"Be good, this is a zombie fair." Xue Bing just glanced at it, and broke out in a cold sweat.

The number of zombies is more than they imagined. The whole street is almost crowded, one by one, there are hundreds of them that can be seen alone, and the ones that cannot be seen when wandering in the depths are even more numerous. Do you know how many, those hideous and hideous faces crowded together, like ghosts walking in the night in the underworld, the smell of blood and stench mixed together, making the faces of the four people in the corner turn pale.

"It's terrible..." Fang Heng couldn't help but exclaimed, because there was no excitement, these zombies seldom ran out after eating up the living people in the pedestrian street, so many zombies gathered around for a meeting, It was the first time Fang Heng had seen the spectacle of the scene.

"Why don't we change places?" Not to mention Fang Heng and Xue Bing, even Liu Chao's calves trembled when they saw each other.

"No need." Fang Heng shook his head: "There are so many zombies, it would be too wasteful not to clean them up. The terrain here is simple, but I have a good idea."

"any solution?"

"Follow me." Fang Heng beckoned.

The four of them quietly returned along the same route and found the men's army left behind. After Fang Heng briefly explained the situation on the pedestrian street, he ordered: "Everyone spread out and go look for any big trucks nearby. The bigger the better."

"Yes!" The male army's obedience was quite high, and they immediately dispersed without asking why.

About half an hour later, there was a dull roar of the engine. Fang Heng looked up and saw a bus that was probably new was driving slowly.

Liu Chao jumped out of the cab, and Fang Heng said, "Boss, there are no large trucks in the urban area. Do you think this thing will work?"

Fang Heng circled around the front of the bus, patted the body of the bus: "It's okay."

If you want to find a big Mac like a heavy truck, you can only go outside the third ring road. Now Hengcheng's hand has not reached that far. The men's army may go there and never return. Fang Heng also understands If the situation is really not possible, we can only use a bus to make do with it.

After all the staff arrived, Fang Heng asked everyone to get in the car, and said to Liu Chao who was driving: "I remember there is a car repair shop nearby, just drive over there, let's find a way to modify this car."

boom!
Liu Chao didn't ask much at all. As soon as Fang Heng's words fell, he stepped on the accelerator, and the bus started rumbling again...
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The so-called modification time was not short, and it lasted for several hours. It was not until noon that Liu Chao found Fang Heng who was riding a rocket launcher to look for zombies left in the garage, and said excitedly: "Boss, it's done, you go to check and accept Just take a moment."

Fang Heng followed Liu Chao to the garage, and his eyes suddenly lit up when he saw the bus with a completely new look.

The roof was lifted off and turned into an open-top bus. Even the cockpit was open to the air, and the seats in the car were removed. It looked no different from a flatbed truck.On the body, three layers of iron zigzag steel plates are installed in the front, rear, left, and right directions. These steel plates are all found in the garage, or door panels, or unloaded from various machines. Cut by a cutting machine and then polished, it is so sharp that it can reflect the eye-burning sharp light.And that's not all, the hubs in the four directions are also equipped with sharp iron plates that fan out, as long as the bus starts to drive, it can spin rapidly and turn into a zombie mixer.

It looks like a large steel corpse-eating beast, majestic and domineering!
"It's just a pity that the skin of the bus is too brittle. It has been refitted for a long time, and it may only be a one-off." Liu Chao regretted the oil stains on his face.

"It's pretty good that a passenger bus can be changed into this." Fang Heng said with a smile: "When the conditions are enough, we can get some real heavy trucks back."

"Then let's set off now?" Liu Chao couldn't control his excitement when he thought of the bloodshed that would be caused by this modified bus rushing into the airtight crowd of zombies.

Men just like simple and crude things like this.

"No hurry." But Fang Heng shook his head: "Brothers are also tired, rest for a while, eat something before moving, anyway, those zombies can't go anywhere."

"Okay." Liu Chao nodded, and immediately called everyone to stop work and rest.

When everyone was sitting down to eat, Xue Bing, with a piece of bread in his mouth, approached Fang Heng with a black and oily face, and said with a smile: "You said that if your mother finds out about this, will she be okay?" Will beat you?"

"Why is she beating me?" Fang Heng asked puzzled.

"Thirty people just want to eat thousands of zombies. Now Hengcheng probably doesn't dare to do that."

"I can't control that much anymore." Fang Heng said rather rebelliously: "How many zombies are there in the world now? With manpower alone, your great-grandson can't be killed after birth. Sometimes you have to use your brain."

"..."

Two hours later, seeing that everyone had almost rested, Fang Heng waved his hand and was the first to jump on the open-top bus: "Get in the car, let's go."

This time the driver was Chen Guangdong. This guy used to work in a cement factory and was very good at driving large trucks. Driving this kind of bus was even easier. Compared to Liu Chao who only knew how to drive but lacked practical experience, it was even more difficult. Much smoother.

Singing and advancing all the way, it didn't take long to come to the entrance of the pedestrian street.

The zombies in it were no different from what Fang Heng and the others saw in the morning, and they were still blocked.

Fang Heng stood behind the cockpit, holding a brand-new long knife in his hand, looking at the group of zombies in front of him, he felt the blood rushing up, and pointed at the blade: "Drive in directly, everyone feel good today, what is bloody, what is bloody?" It's cruel!"

Ow-!
Even the bazooka's emotions seemed to be mobilized, and it raised its neck and let out a long roar.

"Yes!" Chen Guangdong's eyes were staring like two lanterns. Faced with this situation, a rush of blood rushed straight to his forehead from the soles of his feet. He skillfully changed the gears. When he stepped on the accelerator, the modified bus turned into a heavy-duty road roller. , slowly drove in along the road of the pedestrian street...
Roar!
Such a big guy blatantly appeared at the intersection of the street, the crowd of zombies boiled in an instant, and the roar resounded in the air, and then the sea of ​​corpses gradually wriggled, rushing one after another.

"Give me death!"

When the front of the car was about to come into contact with the frontmost zombie, Chen Guangdong roared ferociously, and suddenly stepped on the accelerator, and the speed of the car moved a little faster again.

boom!
In the blink of an eye, the modified bus rushed into the zombie group. For the first time in direct contact, at least a dozen zombies slammed into the serrated steel plate in front of the bus, and were immediately torn to pieces, and then were involved. Under the wheel.

Zombie blood was like countless paint buckets exploding, splashing everywhere, and within a second, the windshield turned blood red.

There was a gap in the periphery of the zombie group, and many zombies were squeezed aside by the follow-up companions. The result was even more miserable. The steel teeth on both sides of the car and the wheels really became like a meat grinder. , Countless zombies were turned into a pulp before they figured out what was going on.

The sound of creaking and creaking came continuously, almost without interruption. It was the sound of zombies being sucked under the wheels and then crushed into slag. Country dirt roads are no different.

Level one zombies have no IQ to speak of. In their eyes, everything that moves can be defined as food. Even if they die in piles, it will not change their crazy mentality of wanting to eat at all. Afraid of death, he went on and on, and if one died, two or more would rush up to fill the vacancy, and then repeat the mistakes of their predecessors.

In less than a few minutes, countless zombies died under the car body. Minced meat, internal organs, hundreds of bones, stumps and broken arms were mixed in the pool of blood that had accumulated, forming a pot of zombie blood and broth. Even the air above the car body seems to have been dyed blood red.

"It feels so good, it feels so damn good!" Chen Guangdong seemed to be furious. He stepped on the accelerator and kept shouting. His expression was as if he had beaten the cuckold with his own hands... ···

(End of this chapter)