The villains are all my vests

Chapter 68 This Man Looks Delicious (30)

"Go up and have a look." Gu Zhihuan said in a deep voice.

Han Yue got up and pushed open the cover on the tank.

Under the night, the moonlight is cool.

Gu Zhihuan leaned out, and was about to turn on the flashlight when Han Yue pressed her hand.

In the hot air, Han Yue's hands were terribly cold.

Han Yue pointed to Gu Zhihuan in a direction.

Gu Zhihuan followed Han Yue's fingers and couldn't help but gasped.

The gravel was flying, and the thick night was diluted by the moonlight into a strange grayish blue.

The mountains in the distance are undulating and endless.

Groups of black shadows are coming one after another.

Gu Zhihuan only felt that his head exploded with a "boom".

"Fuck." Han Yue shrank down suddenly, dragged Gu Zhihuan back into the tank, and sat back in the driver's seat.

Gu Zhihuan pinched his own palm hard, and quickly woke up everyone who was asleep.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Yang yawned, with a stream of crystal clear saliva hanging from the edge of his mouth.

"The zombies are coming." Seeing that Jiao Pei couldn't wake up no matter what, Gu Zhihuan simply hugged him into his arms.

Zhang Yang hasn't recovered yet: "How many?"

"Ten thousand." Gu Zhihuan's cold voice made Zhang Yang wake up instantly.

He almost thought he heard it wrong: "What?"

"Sit tight!" As soon as Han Yue finished speaking, the tank suddenly jumped back, and then drove out like an arrow.

Gu Zhihuan stared at the night vision device.

On the screen with snowflakes, there are densely packed with small black dots.

Zhang Yang's scalp became numb: "No way, where did so many sailors come from?"

Liu Dachuan's face darkened: "These zombies are very fast."

At the current speed of the tank, the normal zombies have already distanced themselves from them, but now not only are there no zombies, but they are being chased up by the leading ones.

Fortunately, the shell of the tank is hard enough.

Han Yue raised his speed to the limit with a sullen face.

The unlucky zombies were sucked into the tracks and crushed into a ball of flesh.

The lucky ones lay on top of the tank, their paws rubbed against the iron sheet, making harsh noises.

As the zombie group caught up, the sound of scratching the iron sheet became more and more loud.

Zhang Yang's face turned pale with fright.

Gu Zhihuan's hand on her thigh tightened slightly: "Survival of the fittest."

"Ah?" Yu Niannian looked sideways.

"The low-level zombies are probably already scattered in every fallen city, and now the zombies heading south in groups are higher-level and stronger." The person who answered Yu Niannian was Liu Dachuan.

The earth trembled.

Han Yue tried to get rid of the zombies that had fallen on the tank by walking some rugged mountain roads. However, the more zombies, the stronger they were. Even if Han Yue got rid of a few, there would be more zombies rushing up.

The top cover is wobbly.

Liu Dachuan raised his hand and grabbed it firmly from inside.

The vibration from its hand reminded it that the number of zombies outside might not be optimistic.

I do not know how long it has been.

The tank shuddered suddenly and stopped.

Han Yue raised his eyelids.

Zhang Yang trembled and looked at Han Yue in confusion.

Han Yue raised his hand to open several instruments, and after a quick inspection, he frowned: "Something is stuck on the track, maybe there are too many bones."

Zhang Yang said in surprise: "What kind of god luck is this, brother Huan, are you a member who has expired and has not renewed?"

As soon as the tank stopped, more zombies jumped up.

Liu Dachuan could hardly pull the lid.

Han Yue took the glove from the side and put it on, but his eyes were looking at Gu Zhihuan: "Can you drive?"

"Yes." Gu Zhihuan realized what Han Yue was going to do, he hesitated to speak.

"The tank is also very simple. It's the same as driving a car." Han Yue finished dressing up and took a deep look at Gu Zhihuan.

Gu Zhihuan's tongue pressed against his back teeth.

Han Yue didn't give her a chance to refuse.

Except for Gu Zhihuan who can drive, everyone else here is a group of high school students.

He got up and let Gu Zhihuan sit in the driver's seat.

When the two intersected, Han Yue's lips wiped Gu Zhihuan's face.

"Look at this indicator light. When it turns from red to green, it can start." After Han Yue finished speaking, he climbed straight to Liu Dachuan.

"Brother Yue..." Liu Dachuan hesitated for a moment.

Han Yue turned his head sideways.

In the dimness, his facial features looked resolute and decisive.

Liu Dachuan loosened his hand.

Han Yue handed a fruit knife to Liu Dachuan, and without further delay, he unscrewed the cover on the tank and jumped out.

The lid pushed down the zombies on it, and Han Yue took the opportunity to slide under the tank.

Liu Dachuan immediately closed the lid.

Even though their speed was very fast, there was still a zombie's body leaning in and stuck on the cover.

Liu Dachuan felt ruthless, and raised his hand to stab the zombie's temple with a knife.

The zombie turned its head to the side, unexpectedly dodging Liu Dachuan's attack, and its skinny claws grabbed Liu Dachuan's face.

Liu Dachuan subconsciously wanted to hide, but then remembered that he was still holding the cover in his hand. If the cover was knocked open by zombies and a large group of zombies rushed in, it would be the end.

His dodging movement stopped.

The claws of the zombies came oncoming.

At the very moment, a bag of potato chips was slapped on Liu Dachuan's face.

Zombie claws tore through the potato chip bag.

With a "bang", countless potato chips were scattered all over the place.

With red eyes, Zhang Yang took his diary and slammed it on the zombie's head frantically: "Bastard! Stop it! Get out of here! Get out of here! If you are ugly, don't come out and scare people!"

Although the zombie didn't feel any pain, it was still shaken by the impact for a while.

It obviously didn't expect that someone would have the audacity to use the diary against itself.

Shaking its head violently, the zombie let out a low growl, squeezed in a little harder, and opened its mouth to bite Zhang Yang.

Yu Niannian boldly stuffed something into the zombie's mouth.

"What are you stuffing?" Zhang Yang asked loudly.

"Socks for a big fool!" Yu Niannian was also very loud.

It seems that as long as the voice is loud enough, they will have courage and courage.

"You are a biochemical attack!" Zhang Yang was speechless.

Liu Dachuan seized the opportunity, stabbed the zombie's temple with a knife, and messed up its brains: "Can you stop the personal attacks?"

"Stop making noise!" Gu Zhihuan raised the volume.

The three of them were stunned by her yelling.

Gu Zhihuan stared at the night vision device with an almost pale face.

Han Yue's figure was almost invisible among a group of zombies.

Liu Dachuan silently pushed the killed zombie out of the lid and closed the door firmly.

The clang of iron on iron was cold and relentless.

"Brother Huan..." Zhang Yang carefully looked at Gu Zhihuan's expression.

"Sorry." Gu Zhihuan took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

Zhang Yang blushed guiltily.

If only he had been braver...if he had been more powerful...

"Don't cry." Gu Zhihuan stared at the indicator light in front of him: "Find a thick coat to wrap yourself up, and Nian Nian is the same. We need to help Han Yue."

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