Doomsday Special Forces

Hou Kun stood up and assembled his expedition team. There were eight people in his expedition team, including Hou Kun, three first-level enhancers, and five ordinary people.

Hou Kun looked at the five ordinary people, thought for a while, and pointed at two of them and said, "Wu Lin, Chen Jifeng, you two stay and use the enhancement liquid. Wu Lin, you use it first. If you succeed in strengthening, the rest will be given to Chen Jifeng."

Wu Lin was a 25-year-old guy. He was overjoyed when he heard this and kept thanking Hou Kun. Chen Jifeng was a little listless. There were only 36 copies in total, and he was afraid that it would not be his turn.

After leaving these two people behind, Hou Kun led the other five people to leave the camp on foot and headed to Taikang Camp. Although there were cars in the camp, there was a problem of fuel supply, and the sound of the vehicles when they were moving was likely to attract zombies, so the general expedition team would set out on foot and then look for vehicles outside to transport supplies back.

After most of the day, Hou Kun and his team arrived at the Taikang Survival Camp where Ouyang Feng belonged. It happened that the expedition team of Taikang Camp was in the camp and did not go out, so the expedition teams of the two camps started their first formal meeting.

"Captain Hou, I wonder what you are here for this time?" Lu Feng looked at Hou Kun with some vigilance, and at the same time he was a little confused. Generally speaking, leaders of small camps like Hou Kun rarely contact camps larger than themselves directly.

The reason is very simple-power!

If a weak camp often relies on a large camp, the final result is to be merged, and the original leader of the small camp will naturally lose his power and become an ordinary expedition member.

In fact, this is not a bad thing for the survivors of the small camps, at least it will be relatively safer, but those small camps have always kept a distance from these large camps, because the leaders of those small camps are reluctant to give up their power and would rather take their people outside to support themselves.

No matter when, power and status are always what humans desperately pursue. Even in this precarious apocalypse, people's enthusiasm for power has not been reduced in the slightest. They would rather be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix...

"Captain Lu! We are here to thank you. A few days ago, about 200 zombies attacked our survival camp. Our expedition team was not there. Fortunately, a young man with a bow and arrow passed by and saved us. Otherwise, I am afraid that we would only see a ruin after returning."

Hou Kun said with gratitude: "After I came back, I heard my people describe the appearance of the young man. I felt that he seemed to be one of your team members, so I came to express my gratitude. Although this amount of food is small, because of our camp... Haha! It is not a respect."

Hou Kun said, handing over a bag of 50 kilograms of rice, which may be insignificant before the apocalypse, but it is considered a "heavy gift" now.

"The guy with the bow and arrow? The madman?" Lu Feng didn't reach out to take the food, but frowned and turned to ask, "How many days has the madman been missing?"

"Almost half a month. We separated from him after we went out that time. He didn't come back, and no one saw him again later." A young man in his twenties with a scar on his face behind Lu Feng said.

"Can you describe in detail the appearance of the person who saved your camp?" Lu Feng turned around and asked.

"Oh! Of course! That guy..." Hou Kun hurriedly described the image of Ouyang Feng he heard in the camp.

"Is it really a madman! Is he with you?" Before Hou Kun finished describing, the scarred face behind Lu Feng excitedly stepped forward and grabbed Hou Kun's arm and asked anxiously.

"Xiao Lei!" Lu Feng shouted loudly when he saw it. Although the combat power of the people from the other side was not very good, there was a clear rule between the camps: humans were not allowed to kill each other.

In fact, the binding force of this rule is not very strong for those enhancers, but at least no one will blatantly violate it. Xiao Lei's action is a bit rash, and it will be bad if he is misunderstood by the other party.

Scarface Xiao Lei also reacted when he heard Lu Feng's voice, and immediately let go of Hou Kun, but he did not retreat, just staring at Hou Kun with his eyes.

"Uh! This guy is not with us. He was bitten in the process of fighting with zombies. Although our people are fighting side by side with him, the guy rushed too fiercely. The ordinary people left in our camp at that time could not keep up with his speed."

Hou Kun sighed and said regretfully: "Because of saving him, our camp lost more than a dozen people. Although we finally snatched him back, it was too late. His arm was bitten by the zombie again."

"What about him?" Scarface has regained his calmness and kept staring at Hou Kun.

"Gone! When the crisis was resolved, the young man said that he had been bitten before, and it was nothing to be bitten again, and then he left." For some reason, Hou Kun was a little afraid of the scarred face's gaze, so he turned to look at Lu Feng and said.

"Been bitten before?" Lu Feng looked at the scarred face: "Xiao Lei! Do you know about this?"

"I don't know!" The scarred face shook his head: "He never mentioned it."

"Was it the foot where Brother Feng was bitten before?" A strong boy of fifteen or sixteen suddenly rushed out from behind and asked Hou Kun in a muffled voice.

"Yes! It's the ankle of the left foot." Hou Kun nodded.

"No! This is impossible! Brother Feng clearly said that it was okay. He is so powerful, why...why...why did he lie to me?" The boy who rushed out seemed to have lost all his strength at once. He knelt on the ground, muttered to himself, and finally cried hysterically.

"Tiezhu!" Scarface quickly came to the boy, squatted down, put his hand on his shoulder and asked: "When was it? Did you see it?"

"Yes! I saw it!" Tiezhu's face was full of tears, and he sobbed and said: "It was when we went to Green Island Supermarket. When the captain said there were zombies and retreated quickly, I just arrived at the door of the storage room and was about to go in. I thought that I had already reached the door, so I had to take something back."

Tiezhu said with tears in his eyes. Through the tears, the scene at that time seemed to appear in front of him again...

When he heard the captain shouting to retreat, he knew that there must be a large number of zombies coming, but he felt unwilling to not take something from the room full of supplies, so he gritted his teeth and rushed in, picked up a big box and turned around and ran away.

Who knew that although the box was not very heavy, it was a bit large in size. When he reached the door, he was stuck. He tried several times but failed to get out. Ouyang Feng, who was standing on the truck, saw that the zombies were coming soon. He was still struggling with a box. He couldn't help but feel anxious.

Ouyang Feng jumped off the truck and turned to Duan Lei in the cab, the scarred young man called Xiao Lei by Lu Feng, and shouted: "Start the car and drive forward slowly! Don't be surrounded by zombies."

Then Ouyang Feng ran in his direction, shooting down several zombies in the front while running. One zombie had already reached his door, and its hand even touched the box he was holding.

He freed one hand to reach for the dagger on his waist, intending to kill the zombie, but the next moment the zombie was nailed to the door frame by a flying zombie, and then Ouyang Feng appeared in front of him, and kicked the box he was holding without saying a word, and the bagged food inside was scattered all over the floor.

"Are you crazy? Hurry up and get the things next time." Ouyang Feng shouted at him, then pulled him out and pushed him towards the truck: "Run! Climb onto the carriage."

Seeing him running towards the carriage, Ouyang Feng pulled out the feather arrow nailed to the door frame with his backhand, and ran towards the truck behind him. While running, he stuffed two bags of unknown food that he had just grabbed into his arms, and then ran forward desperately.

At this time, there were zombies approaching behind the truck. In order not to be surrounded by zombies, Duan Lei, who was driving, had to speed up slowly. At this time, their other truck driven by team leader Lu Feng had already driven a distance, far away from the zombies - and them.

Tiezhu desperately ran towards the truck. At this time, the zombies beside the truck had already discovered him, so they gave up the truck and walked towards him. He was about to drive more, but several arrows flew from behind and shot down the zombie closest to him. Ouyang Feng's voice came from behind:

"Don't turn! Keep running! Don't worry about those zombies, leave it to me."

Hearing Ouyang Feng's voice, he felt much more at ease, so he no longer paid attention to the zombies around him, even if their claws were about to touch him, he didn't care, just ran forward desperately...

Finally, he ran safely to the back of the car. All the zombies that could pose a threat to him along the way were named by Ouyang Feng's feather arrows. He grabbed the iron rod used to insert the door at the back of the car and climbed up with both hands. At this time, he heard Ouyang Feng's shout again:

"Lei Zi! Slow down! Wait for us to get up."

The speed of the car slowed down, a pair of hands dragged his feet and lifted him up with force, and he finally climbed to the roof of the car. When he reached the roof, he turned around and saw Ouyang Feng trying to climb up, but the zombies had caught up because the car was slowing down.

Ouyang Feng's left foot was grabbed by two zombies. He hurriedly grabbed Ouyang Feng's hand and tried to pull him up. Ouyang Feng shook his head and said to him, "Lie down!" Then he shouted, "Lei Zi, speed up! Get out of here!"

He quickly lay on the roof of the car and looked at Ouyang Feng and the two zombies holding him. The truck suddenly accelerated, and the two zombies holding Ouyang Feng's left foot also lost their balance. One of them was directly left behind, but the other zombie still held Ouyang Feng tightly.

This zombie held Ouyang Feng's foot and dragged him along the ground. The zombie's feet were immediately rubbed by the road surface, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. In the blink of an eye, a thigh fell off from the knee, flew backwards, and soon disappeared...