Rise From Doomsday Chapter 666: , Doomsday Chariot

On a desolate highway, a car that seemed to be pieced together with broken copper and iron was driving on the road. The clanging sound was louder than the sound of the engine.

The shovel of the bulldozer in the front, and a heavy iron block at the back acting as a shield. The car was covered with numerous sharp spurs welded to it, and even the tires were not let off. The dense spikes, from a distance, the tires seem to be a lap bigger.

I don’t know what kind of car it was remodeled. The power is not small. When driving on the road, the road is shaking. In the back is a petite car. Of course, the petite car is compared with the car in front. If it is taken out alone, it is still a big one. In the back is a trailer with a large canister, which should be filled with gasoline. Behind the tanker was a large truck that was also heavily armed, the body of which was obviously remodeled, and it was longer and taller.

Such convoys are not uncommon on the road. Rangers generally refer to such vehicles as chariots. The wanderers call the current era the doomsday, and the chariot is also called the doomsday chariot.

The zombies lying in the highway drain, not knowing whether they were lying in ambush or resting, suddenly jumped out. The tattered clothes could barely cover their bodies, revealing half of their rotting body. The white maggots wriggled slowly, half of them in the rotting flesh, and half of them. Exposed, several maggots flew out due to the excessive movement of the zombies.

The zombie opened its mouth, but did not make a sound, only one, but facing the huge chariot, he was not afraid.

Boom!

The zombies collided with the shovel in front of the tank and threw them away. The glass on the right side of the tank descended, and a black barrel was exposed. The barrel shook, and the sound of the gun was masked by the sound of the tank. The zombie that flew more than ten meters away had not yet landed, and its head suddenly exploded. Unable to express the power. It hit the body and flew more than one meter away.

Slap!

The zombie landed on the edge of the highway, and his arms twitched unconsciously and remained motionless.

Chiff——

The tires rubbed against the ground, and two puffs of blue smoke came out. The Doomsday team stopped. Er Lengzi scolded and got out of the car, walked to the zombie, glanced at the zombie in disgust, reluctantly dragged a foot, and got to the car Behind, after passing the tanker, the body was thrown into the bucket.

The truck was nearly four meters high, and the seventy or eighty catties of zombie corpses looked like a toy in Er Lengzi's hands, and threw them on.

He rubbed his clothes on his clothes, returned to the car, and when he reached the door, he stopped suddenly, showing a quietly listening look, raised his head for a while, and looked to the right.

About half a kilometer in front of the highway, there is an intersection. The right side leads to Jiangdong Province, and the left side leads to the slave area along the junction of Tianfeng Province and Xiangshui Province.

The assassin heard the sound of fighting and fighting from the right side, and the sound of the wind came faintly, and the number of people was still quite large. Er Lengzi returned to the car. After a while, the convoy restarted. When approaching the crossroad, he saw more than a hundred people fighting with a group of zombies. These people were all dirty and didn’t know how long they had not washed their clothes. Dust accumulated on it, and it was impossible to distinguish the original face. There were various weapons, including machetes, sharp swords, crossbows, guns, iron rods...Zombies were basically level 2.0 or higher, slightly less than humans, but obviously dominant.

"Help—"

Seeing the sudden appearance of the convoy, this group shouted for help, no matter who it was.

"We don't want all the corpses, but please help!"

In the doomsday, no one wants to hunt zombies for no reason, unless it is profitable. Zombie corpses can be exchanged for money, this is the only motivation for doomsday hunters.

People who specialize in hunting zombies are called hunters. Hunters sell the hunted zombies to the government or other purchasers. These people sell the zombies to the top ten chambers of commerce. Whoever sells the corpses to the top ten chambers of commerce understood. Anyway, as long as you know the corpse is valuable.

This group of people are fighting with the zombies, but it can be seen about it. They are divided into three groups. They should belong to the three groups. The leader on the left is a bald head. It is estimated that the head is greased and shiny. , Very eye-catching. In the middle is an old man in his fifties. He is not too young, and he is not under the agility of the young. Among the people, he is the highest in strength, single-handedly against three zombies, if he hadn't stepped back and stood in the forefront. , This group of people is afraid that it would have been defeated long ago. The head collar on the right is a woman with a black veil used to filter wind and sand. She can’t see her face clearly. She is not in good shape. She is protruding and warped. She is an earth-type supernatural person. The zombie thorns pierced.

"It should have been ambushing zombies, but wrongly estimated the number of zombies, and it was too late to escape." Shi Hu took a few glances and came to a conclusion.

On a piece of sand near the road, there are traces of bombs. There are obviously more zombies. The tanks are parked far away. It is estimated that the escaped zombies will destroy the tanks. In the wild, there are no tanks. , Is a terrible thing.

However, the reason is not important anymore.

"I'm willing to deliver 10 catties of rice." Seeing the team's delay in making a move, the bald man couldn't help it.

"What about you?" You Mengshou got out of the car and looked at the old man and the woman.

"10 catties of flour." The old man hesitated.

"10 catties of monster meat." The woman said.

"Okay, let's take this business." You Mengshou smiled slightly, "Er Frozen, Yi Fengjiu, come out and move your muscles and bones." The two impatients who had already waited were like tigers descending from the mountain and shot from the car. Coming out, a distance of tens of meters came in a flash. When this group was wondering that such a large convoy sent only two people, the next scene shocked everyone.

Huh!

The sword is as light as practice, no one can see Yi Fengjiu's sword clearly, only the cold light can be seen, Yi Feng Jiuzhai went deep into the group of zombies, and the zombies behind slowly fell to the ground, all with their necks cut off. Broken, because the speed of the knife was too fast, when he fell, his head and body were still glued together, and it was not until he landed that his head was dripping everywhere.

Boom, boom, boom...

Compared with Yi Fengjiu's silence, Er Lengzi went wild, with a mace, hitting it in the east and hitting it in the west. The zombie's head was shattered like a watermelon and fell straight to the ground. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, many people would almost think that Er Lengzi killed a fake zombie, a zombie whose body was as hard as iron, and they could only make a cut with all their strength, but in front of Er Lengzi, the zombies were like chickens.

The black barrel of the gun protruded from the chariot. With the flames spouting out, the head of the zombie exploded as if hit by a car, flew about a meter or two and fell to the ground.

There were only three sniper rifles, with hundreds of shots. Because of the fast shooting speed, the zombies died one after another, creating an aura of thousands of troops.

This group was shocked again, and many of them looked enviously. They recognized it at once, this is the second generation weapon.

With the upgrade of zombies, the first-generation weapons basically no longer pose a threat to zombies. Large-caliber guns are still useful. Small-caliber weapons are not as good as fire sticks. Bullets are shot on a zombie and fly directly. If you stand close, be careful to shoot yourself.

Although the second-generation weapons are good, they are very few in Xiangshui Province.

The sniper rifle stopped the attack one step earlier than Er Lengzi and Yi Fengjiu. There were only five or six zombies left, and the hunting team could solve it by themselves. Er Lengzi and Yi Fengjiu wiped their weapons clean before returning to the car.

"Iron Head!"

"Farmer!"

"Black Scorpion!"

After dealing with internal affairs, the bald, old man and the woman came to You Mengshou and bowed deeply.

"Thank you for saving us!"

"It's all a deal, you don't need to thank you." You Mengshou turned sideways slightly and didn't accept the courtesy. "My team is relatively small, can you send a few people to help me collect the body."

There are the most iron-headed people, and immediately ordered the able-bodied subordinates to help collect the corpses.

You Mengshou thanked them and talked with the three of them, and quickly got some basic information. The three of them were members of the zombie hunting team in Xiangshui Province, which was different from the mercenary group. They only hunted zombies, and they didn't take care of the others. To feed oneself with zombies, there are many hunting teams like this in Xiangshui Province, there are many large hunting teams, one to two thousand people, they belong to the outermost echelon. The least number of people, the worst strength, can only barely eat.

"Since you are also going to Xiangshui Province, why not go with you." Tietou whispered.

"Are you going back too?" You Mengshou asked knowingly.

"Going back." The farmer looked sad. The ambush failed and the casualties were too heavy. They had to go back and fix it. Otherwise, there would be too many deaths at one time, and there would be no one next time.

"Where are you from?" Black Scorpion asked softly.

"Tianfeng province." You Mengshou didn't hide it.

"Tianfeng Province!" The three of them were all taken aback.

"Is there something wrong?" You Mengshou found that the reaction of the three was abnormal.

"I heard that in Tianfeng Province, zombies are very good, monsters are walking all over the floor, and people there are reduced to food. The dictator only cares for his own safety and ignores the lives of ordinary citizens." The farmer said.

"Are you a dictator?" Iron Head looked at him suspiciously.

"Who did you hear?" You Mengshou looked at the three amusedly.

"Everyone said the same, and the government said the same." Nongfu Road~IndoMTL.com~ Is the rumor wrong? "Black Scorpion is more careful, and You Mengshou's reaction makes her a little suspicious.

"My identity, I won't tell you, whatever you think, as for your hearsay about Tianfeng Province, it doesn't matter to me. Now please give me the food, 10 catties per person." Mengshou noticed that the zombies had all been loaded into the car.

"Of course, you can also go back, but it is best to think about the consequences." You Mengshou hesitated when seeing the three of them, his face darkened slightly.

The three of them were shocked, and immediately thought of the fighting power of Er Lengzi and Yi Fengjiu, and they hurriedly sent people to the car to bring the agreed food.

"Can we follow your convoy back?" Black Scorpion couldn't help but said.

"As long as you can follow, follow." You Mengshou naturally knew what they meant, and didn't care.

"Start!"

Amid the rumbling of the engines, the convoy was back on the road.