Bruce couldn't figure it out, so he gave it up.
His main thing now is to go to Blue Water City, find Bonnie and fulfill his promise.
And on this trip, he certainly won't be alone.
Because there will be all over the country to receive this information, will rush to the sea.
What was going on there and what was waiting for him was in doubt.
Bruce was afraid to call bonnie.
He searched Bonnie's phone number directly with WeChat, and there was a WeChat number.
Most people use their own phone numbers as WeChat numbers, did not expect the chance to take a chance on the success!
It's a pity that Bonnie's WeChat is not visible to strangers.
Her head is also a cartoon character.
Bruce still didn't know what bonnie looked like.
Add friends.
The next thing, resigned to fate!
After watching the circle of friends, Bruce turned on the daily news.
There are only a few trivial daily events that are set up ahead of time to be released automatically.
There is no other valuable information.
On the first day of the end, the surviving journalists may or may not be all bad.
No one has the luxury of editing a press release and posting it on a web platform.
Because the end of the world is already an indisputable fact, whether you report it or not, a disaster lies ahead.
You don't even have to go outside to see this apocalyptic holocaust through the window.
Bruce locked his cell phone and turned on the TV.
Wow...
The screen is full of snowflakes, accompanied by the noise of the TV.
Bruce tuned up several channels in succession, all of them.
Finally, he clicked Huaxia News.
This channel has the widest coverage, and is guaranteed to be searched for as long as there is a TV, even if there is no cable.
Sure enough, this station has a signal!
But there was no host, only a big, bright red print on the blue background:
"Please keep calm and don't go out. The military is organizing forces to attack the city! Please don't open the door to strangers easily, and prepare enough water and food for help! "
The subtitles are scrolled.
Like an LED billboard, a line slowly moves from the right side of the screen to the left, repeating itself.
"Che, is the military ready to attack the city?"
Bruce shook his head in disdain.
Seventy percent of us turn into zombies if we count ourselves right.
The army is no exception. How many troops are training at nine o'clock in the evening?
If they are resting, then the surviving troops are few and far between.
As for the counter-offensive against the cities?
Will you stop messing about?
Millions of people live in any ordinary first-tier city.
Even if a division's troops rushed in, it was like throwing a pebble into a pond.
The poof died.
Sure it's not a gift?
The second sentence is even more ridiculous.
It's all doomsday. Last night the virus broke out.
Remind people to prepare food and water the next day?
Isn't this an afterthought?
People with a bit of IQ, as long as the preparation, but in this case, the heart is more than enough!
Outside are all zombies, who dare to random rushed to the supermarket?
So from the beginning to the end, all nonsense, no words can really help people survive.
Bruce sneered and realized that it was some politician's plot.
If the message is true, Blue Water is a safe area.
An unconquered city.
If the authorities release the information to the public, it will surely attract survivors everywhere to drive to Blue Water.
This will undoubtedly cause great pressure on Blue Water City.
Especially when some survivors hide their bites and enter the city, the last refuge will not exist.
Officials gave civilians a false hope that troops would come to the rescue.
In fact, is to let them stay at home honestly, as long as not to the blue water city to join the fun, even if trapped is indifferent.
Bruce understood that.
Can't we lose too much for too little.
But you can tell the survivors that if the army doesn't come back, they'll starve to death.
To escape from the city by all means, it is safer to go where there are fewer people.
As a result, many survivors will survive.
Instead of bewitching everyone to die at home!
One word can kill hundreds of thousands of survivors!
The man who devised this poisonous scheme is simply worse than a zombie.
The same is true of war, where many soldiers die not on the battlefield, but at the hands of politicians.
Some disgusting politicians in order to obtain political benefits, and even betray their own march route, map and other intelligence.
And to pay for this, is the lives of countless soldiers!
Cut the garbage!
Bruce decided that when he got to Blue Water, he had a chance to find out the garbage and throw it into the zombies.
Looked at him helplessly escape, was bitten, and then a little bit of zombies dismembered, eat, just considered satisfying.
"Brother, there's a burning tank truck on the highway ahead. Shall we go around the service area?"
Lisa suddenly asked for instructions.
Go around it!
Bruce nodded.
The armor value of the RV is expended continuously on impact.
The loss was much faster than the recovery.
There are still over 200 points left.
Whether this level of armor can withstand the explosion of a tanker is not clear.
He wouldn't risk it unless he had to.
"Well, the entrance to the service area seems to be blocked by a series of cars! My brother is seated. I bumped into him! "
Bruce had just fastened his seatbelt when he felt the RV shake violently.
Boom!
Ka Rub!
The luxury RV was so decadent that it bounced the abandoned vehicle in front of it off the road.
"Yeah! Break open! I used to have the urge to hit other cars when I was driving, so I never dared to drive after my driving test. Now it's great to drive! "
Especially just hit that all of a sudden, feel the whole person's mood!
Lisa smiled like a child.
"What? You've never driven a car? "
Bruce felt like he was in an unlicensed car.
No, it's a bumper car!
Boss' personal assistant never drove a car!
No wonder that day she got into the car on the face of Meng, also foolishly sat in his arms.
That day Bruce let Lisa drive, it was her first time on the road.
Bruce has been sitting still for so long?
This is too exciting!
Thanks to the impact and stability of this luxury RV, and now at the end of life, Lisa is free to use her crash talents.
Otherwise the consequences are really hard to imagine.
I have to thank my brother you, my girlfriends dare not let me drive, or you trust me most!
"As it turns out, I feel like I'm still very gifted at driving!"
"Ah! There are a lot of zombies in front, brother, you sit still, look at me crushing them! Duck! "
Lisa didn't give Bruce a chance to say no.
A foot accelerator in the end, the RV will drive full horsepower, against the dense crowd of zombies on the past.
The Sifang service area is much more luxurious than the Tianyang service area.
There are not only supermarkets, toilets, restaurants these common configuration.
There are even hotels and shopping malls.
Especially in the shopping mall there are selling milk tea, selling clothing, selling local specialties, selling jade, a special variety, and urban shopping malls no different.
It's just a little smaller.
Therefore, the number of passengers staying here is also many times more than Tianyang service area.
As soon as the RV pulled into the parking lot in the service area, there was a mass of zombies.
There is also a bus parked by the side of the road in front of the service area.
Probably found the survivor inside.
Around the zombies stepped on one after another stacked into four zombie walls, the bus front and back around a packed.
Because the number of zombies too much, they stomp each other, each step to climb, and even some zombies have climbed to the top of the bus, crazy head hit the vent.
The bus was tossed about by the zombies, a tottering drive.
"Drops! Drop by drop! "
Lisa worries that the zombies are too dispersed to hit.
Unexpectedly also specially pressed the horn, the zombie attention all attracted.
What a sweet idea!
The loudspeaker of the trailer was as loud as that of the van.
Especially in quiet situations, it is particularly harsh.
"Ho-Ho..."
"Er..."
Lisa managed to attract the attention of the zombies.
Even those lying on the bus body constantly hit the glass and iron zombies, are attracted by these two whistles.
One after another jumped down.
Countless zombies rushed to the caravan with their teeth and claws.
Watch out for armor. I'm afraid a RV can't kill so many zombies in one go!
"If the armor runs out, all that's left is our armor plate, and if the armor is damaged, we'll end up with the bus!"
Bruce warned from the sidelines.
Don't worry brother, I think I'm sure!
Lisa looks back at Bruce and smiles confidently.
Did not forget to blink, put the discharge.
Berth, woman driver!
Are you sure this is confidence, not delusion?
Bruce felt as if he was getting cold.
The show begins!
The luxurious RV was in full swing, racing into the zombies.
Just the first contact, it crashed into a dozen zombies.
Those flesh and blood, like rain, fell heavily from the air.
Some even smashed three or four charging zombies.
This collision, on the consumption of more than 20 points armor value!
But Lisa had no intention of stopping, and the throttle went on.
Trailers are like harvesting wheat, crushing zombies.
Crushed limbs, crushed skulls, crushed guts.
Where the trailer passed, it left a long trail of blood.
The scene is extremely bloody, spectacular!
Ding! RV armor value - 12!
Ding! RV armor value - 18!
Ding! RV armor value - 23!
RV armor has been reduced continuously.
With only 100 points left, the system appears with a yellow warning sign:
RV armor value is too low, please avoid obstacles!
It seems that I can't even watch the system anymore.
Lisa, however, seems to be ignoring all of this, concentrating on putting all the horsepower on the engine.
By this time the RV had entered the center of the mass.
In this position, if the RV flameout, or armor value completely scrapped, the consequences can not be imagined.
There is only one way to survive, and that is to step on the accelerator and go all the way.
From the other end of the corpse rushed out, so there is a silver lining.
At this point, however, Lisa snaps, "Right now!"
Then he stepped on the brake!
Bruce: What fuck!?