Chapter 8: Zombies
Boom!
With a loud noise, just landed on the opposite side of the road in the sports car, was coming heavy card, hit into a ball of scrap iron.
Inside the people are estimated to be hopeless.
Bruce drove the RV without changing color, glancing at the armor on the dashboard:
498/500!
Lost armor will be automatically replenished in 2 minutes.
Crashed a sports car, even just lost two points armor value!
Tut tut, this armor effect is still very good!
As long as the armor is not worn to zero, the exterior of the RV will not suffer any damage.
There is not a scratch on the exterior of the car now.
I'm to blame. Sue me!
Bruce said lightly.
However, this sentence, the rich second generation is probably never heard.
Everything went well except for the small incident.
Because the end of the world has not really come, the city traffic is still orderly, this time is not the late peak period.
So Bruce quickly got on the highway and drove into service about 20 minutes before the zombie outbreak.
Tianyang service area is only 30 kilometers away from the highway entrance, very close, so there are not many cars parked here.
The service area of the pedestrian, KFC restaurant is still open.
Bruce parked the RV in a secluded position behind the flower bed, then walked to the KFC restaurant, bought a set of family barrels, bought a set of two-person meals, directly packed back into the RV.
It was probably the last fast food he could get.
Bruce took out a piece of steaming original chicken and tore a large piece out of it and put it in his mouth.
The aroma of fried chicken fills the caravan instantly.
"How are you? Are you all right? "
Bruce asked, sitting on the sofa, facing Lisa, who was lying flat on the bed.
"I'm... I'm a little sleepy and I can't open my eyes... cough... cough..."
Lisa coughed a few times.
"Is there water? I want some water... "
Bruce brought half a glass of water, went to the bed, and carefully fed Lisa.
It must have been choking. Lisa spat out all the water in her mouth and started coughing violently.
You take a break first, and if you can have dinner with me in ten minutes!
Bruce rubbed Lisa's mouth and water marks on her white neck with his hand, then returned to the couch and turned on the TV.
It's nearly nine o'clock in the evening. It should be time for TV plays and variety shows.
But the TV station broke the news unexpectedly unanimously:
"A malignant and fatal disease is sweeping the globe. At present, all countries in the world have severe coughs, resulting in suffocation and even vomiting blood of patients, the onset period is very short, and almost ten minutes after the onset of the disease, will lead to hypoxia death!"
"The Federal Health Organization has announced its involvement in the investigation and has found in the patient a virus that has been discovered for the first time in humans, the route of transmission of which is unknown, and has warned citizens to stay away from crowded places and stay at home as much as possible," he said.
"Something strange happened in the cemetery today. All fifty bodies in the morgue suddenly twitched and some fell to the ground. Some sectarian leaders claimed it was a sign of the end of the world.
Bruce tuned in to several channels, all of which were such news.
Some television stations directly in the interview program to the medical experts invited, there are viewers watching.
Even movie channels are playing the movie Zombie Wars!
Is playing to the protagonist with his wife and daughter fled on the road.
Behind him, a bitten man writhed painfully on the ground.
Along with the number of children count sound, in the count to 12, the man suddenly stood up on the ground, screaming to join the chase to live scene.
Bruce subconsciously looked at the time, this time is exactly 9 pm!
The countdown is over.
The world seemed to lapse into silence in an instant.
The TV screen suddenly turned into a snowflake.
All the pedestrians outside the RV stood still. Even the waiter in the restaurant kept a smile on his face and stood still.
Time stood still for two seconds.
Suddenly the light in the caravan flashed.
The television restored the picture.
A strange scene happened.
Is the host of the live broadcast suddenly straight forward, the most painful face landing position fell to the ground.
There was a thud.
Not only the host, director is also like the soul was pulled away, decadent fell to the ground.
Splash, splash, bang!
Falling sound stream, the photographer looked at the scene in front of me.
He turned the camera to the audience, only to find that most of the people in the audience were dead and collapsed into chairs.
A girl of five or six years old found her parents unresponsive and cried helplessly.
Bruce looked outside the RV.
It was the same outside. Most people fell to the ground without warning.
Some fell on the flower beds, others on the steps, still others fell as they opened the car door.
The door was open, and the dog was licking its owner's face with concern, as if trying to wake him up.
Worst of all is the French fries waiter, who flops forward, his whole head soaked in boiling hot oil.
Wisps of smoke rose from the skin as the sound of nourishment.
The end of the world is finally here...
Fortunately, not everyone can mutate!
In that case, Bruce would be too lonely to live alone in the world.
He counted the number of people who had fallen and stood near the wagon, and estimated the proportion of people who had fallen.
Take the number of people in the service area. It's basically 3: 7.
The number of people who fell was 7 and the number of unaffected people was 3.
Extrapolating this ratio, seven billion of the world's 10 billion people would become bloodthirsty monsters.
And after tonight, the percentage of zombies will be higher.
Boom! ~
Inside the trailer you can't hear the outside sound, but you can feel the change in the light outside.
Bruce looked back.
A big lorry went out of control on the highway and rolled over.
A long container blocked the highway and collided with the tanker behind it.
The spark ignited the fuel oil and set the fire alight.
Huge columns of fire were visible a mile away.
Before zombies could arrive, highways became slaughterhouses.
High-speed cars spun out of control, crashing into each other, tumbling to pieces.
By the light of the fire, Bruce could see a flock of hand-sized birds fluttering in the sky for a moment, then darting resolutely into the fire.
Do birds pounce on fire?
Bruce felt a little confused.
Say moths to the fire, but never heard of birds to the fire.
I don't know...
Those guys aren't birds, but mutated moths infected with zombie viruses?
A moth with a big palm?
I saw the moths rush into the flames.
Their wings are very flammable, in the face of the moment, immediately into a wisp of color smoke, transpiration disappeared.
The end of time has come, and everything has become a little inconceivable.
"Ho-Ho... er..."
The familiar roar of zombies, once seen only in movies, came out.
Zombies don't make a sound. Sound is the senseless sound of rubbing air through the throat.
The sound comes from TV.
I saw the TV picture of the hostess slowly climbed up from the ground, twisted into an S-shaped body.
Not a protruding, curling S-type, but the body from the front, is an S-type.
Straddle and head were twisted in opposite directions, one hand spasmodic end in the waist, constantly shaking.
Her eyes were grey, as if they were covered with a gray film, and the saliva ran from the corners of her mouth with blood.