He remembered that in a supermarket, Zhao Pian had a conflict with a gang of armed gangsters. After the time limit was reset, the two sides met again between the two containers. There was no need to aim the assault rifle and submachine gun. After a round of firing, only one lucky guy was left alive. The guy with green hair was scared out of his wits and ran away. Therefore, none of the five people took it to heart.
When Wei Hua turned on the radio, he unexpectedly received a broadcast.
"This is the temporary base in Shanghai. There is water here and a temporary safe residence. If you hear this news, please keep going south. We will wait for you at the Yangtze River Bridge.…;”
Wei Hua was stunned for a moment before he reacted.
It was one o'clock in the afternoon. Wei Hua and the rest of the team did not feel the tension of surviving in the apocalypse with the help of the No. 4 tank. Instead, they were extremely relaxed. Other than Qin Yu who woke up at six every day, Wei Hua and the others had been sleeping until noon.
Through the past few days of contact with the zombies, Wei Hua and the others realized that although the zombies were a little quick-witted and their vision had deteriorated greatly compared to the beginning, they relied on their sense of hearing, smell, and higher-level heat sensing to find their prey. Indiscriminately attacking all living creatures that they found, their skulls might have become very fragile due to becoming zombies, and this was also their only weakness. There was no pain and no physical strength. It was simply a walking perpetual motion machine. Therefore, attacking other parts of the body was useless except for breaking the tendons in the hands and feet and damaging the head. The thick steel plate and the water-cooled Maybach 12-cylinder gasoline engine of Tank No. 4 prevented the zombies from sensing the heat emitted by Xian Qianxing and the others. As long as the 4th tank didn't appear, even if the zombies were crushed by the tank, they wouldn't do anything.
And there was one thing about Tank No. 4 that was particularly worry-free: Every midnight, the ammunition and fuel of the No. 4 tank would be automatically refilled. There was no need to worry about resupplying.
"Alright, everyone, it's time to get up.”Wei Hua, who was hiding under the blanket, jumped up after planning the route to the evacuation point. Then, he lifted the other people's blankets. In the narrow space of Tank No. 4, everyone slept with their clothes on, so it was not a problem to lift the blankets directly.
When everyone woke up, Wei Hua placed the tablet in the middle and looked up at the others."It has been more than ten days since the apocalypse broke out, so this is the last batch of people to evacuate. The evacuation time is at midnight, so we still have eleven hours.”
Li Yingming looked at the route that Xian Qianxing had drawn with crooked red lines on the tablet and asked,""Why didn't you go directly from this small bridge instead of taking a detour and crossing the river from the bridge?”
"Because No. 4 is a tank, not an armored vehicle. To be honest, even the bridge looks a little dangerous. If it wasn't for the fact that I took a detour, I would have wanted to find a bigger bridge.”Wei Hua replied," Hopefully, Tank No. 4 won't reach the middle of the bridge and cause it to collapse.”
Everyone wiped the cold sweat off their heads. If he didn't die under the siege of zombies and drowned instead, it wouldn't be worth it.
"Then, head to the evacuation point.”Wei Hua straightened the big brimmed hat on his head and spoke through the radio in his hand. Tank No. 4's weight wheels began to turn slowly. The two wide tracks crushed some of the overconfident criminals, no, zombies, who wanted to stop the car with their arms, into meat paste, leaving two trails of blood on the ground.
It was almost time to cross the bridge. Wei Hua could see the famous Oriental Pearl Tower through the observation hole on the top of the turret. However, this kind of place with a large number of people was also a disaster area for zombie infection. After crossing the bridge, they would reach the evacuation point in about an hour. Meng Cuo nervously controlled the No. 4 tank. Suddenly, the bridge began to shake in a regular pattern. King Meow jumped up and down inside the No. 4 tank uneasily, looking as if it would explode at any time. Xian Qianxing felt that this scene was very similar to the appearance of a Tyrannosaurus Rex or a mutated dinosaur in a series from the Jurassic-era Park.
Wei Hua's feeling was indeed not much different from that of a certain aspect. Through the observation hole, one could see a muscular male zombie, who was only slightly shorter than the T-rex, slowly running towards the tank amidst the thick smoke from the collision.
"F * ck, f * ck! Reverse the car!" Wei Hua hurriedly said.
"High explosive or armor-piercing?" Zhong Biao did not need Wei Hua's order and asked very consciously.
"Armor-piercing, no, high-explosive, no, armor-piercing!”Wei Hua saw that the monster was getting closer and closer, and he immediately panicked.
After Zhong Biao loaded the bullets, Zhao Pian hurriedly aimed and fired, but he actually hit too hard.
"We hit the target! However, it failed to penetrate the target's armor."
Seeing that the monster was only 20 meters away from the Rat Form, Zhao Pian fired another armor-piercing bullet. This time, the armor-piercing bullet hit the monster's shoulder and knocked off its right arm. The monster was enraged. He dashed forward like flying. Just as his fist was about to hit the tank turret, Wei Hua opened the hatch and fired a rocket at the head of the muscular zombie, successfully killing it.
The monster's body fell backward, and everyone in the car took deep breaths. They were relieved, tired, and happy for this short but thrilling escape. King Meow had also recovered from its furious state. Wei Hua slumped on the captain's seat and muttered to himself. "It's good to be alive."
"It's already fixed." Suddenly, Wei Hua wondered if he could repair the hole that was created by the muscular zombie. The system listened to his thoughts. With a flash of light, the entire tank was restored to its original state. The hole in the front of the tank had disappeared, but Wei Hua's Honor Points had shrunk greatly.
"F * ck?"
"Constructive?"
"What the f * ck?"
Meng Cui and the others were all dumbfounded. Wei Hua was the only one who felt sorry for the Honor Points he had spent.
after a period of time
" Speaking of parents," Wei Hua looked at everyone." Have you contacted your parents?”
"I'm an orphan." Zhong Biao said calmly. In the post-apocalyptic world, being an orphan meant that he had less to worry about and his life was much easier.
"My parents are out of town. The last time they called me, they told me that they were safe.”Zhao Pian said.
"My parents are already dead." Wei Hua said helplessly.
"Then my parents are local.”Meng Cui said," I hope they have left safely…" Everyone was silent for a long time.
"Speaking of which, the public security in our country should be quite good. Why do all the hooligans have pistols?”Wei Hua asked," Zhao Pian, use your brain that has written online novels to help me deduce.”
"Maybe they found an ammunition depot from the Anti-Japanese War?”
"Can that f * cking gun still be used? Can you be more reliable?"
"Maybe they colluded with foreign arms dealers.”
"Then they're not gangsters but mafia. Do you think they look like them?”
Zhao Pian thought for a moment,"Then that leaves the most common plot in urban novels."”
"What?" Wei Hua usually did not read urban novels, so he was curious about the relationship between urban novels and guns.
"The son of the bastard police chief.”
“emmmmm……”
"Are you sure it's them?" At the evacuation point, a middle-aged man who looked rather strong pointed at Wei Hua and his group who had hidden their tanks in the Glory space provided by the Glory system to prevent the tanks from being forcibly requisitioned by the army. They carried large and small bags and disguised themselves as ordinary students. He asked Green Hair, who had narrowly escaped death from the conflict with Wei Hua and his group.
"Chief Chen, it's them. It's night now, and I can't see their faces clearly, but it's that person in gray who killed your son and our other friends.”Green Hair said through gritted teeth.
"Alright, I understand. You can leave now." The man called Chief Chen was called Chen Hao, and he was the chief of a district police station. It was good, bad, and bad. He usually helped others get in through the back door. However, he had a son who didn't learn well all day. He was one of the few people who died in the crossfire.
" Um, Chief..." Green Hair had yet to leave and had a fawning smile on his face. Chen Hao gave him a bag of bread before leaving.
Chen Hao turned around and walked towards the large tent provided by the military for his political workers. No one knew what he was thinking.
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