Chen Wenwen was taken aback, and then the queen's true nature emerged. She was about to argue, but heard a series of low roars coming from outside the rolling gate. All the zombies that were wandering on the street within a radius of 100 meters suddenly started to gather towards the military supplies store where the two of them were located. Listening to the continuous screams and seeing hundreds of terrifying monsters, Chen Wenwen naturally understood that it was her gunfire that attracted them, feeling a shiver running through her body.
At this moment, Huan Chu grabbed the stunned Chen Wenwen and ran out of the door without bothering to look for any usable supplies. The zombies were not slow either. By the time the two of them barely ran out of the store door, there were already dozens of zombies gathered within a straight line distance to their Hummer. Huan Chu made a gurgling sound in his throat, then gestured to Chen Wenwen as if shooting a gun.
Chen Wenwen knew the current situation was critical. She took a deep breath, raised the 54 in her hand, closed her left eye, and assumed a textbook-perfect shooting posture. She silently recited something in her mouth. When the leading zombie rushed to within ten meters of the two, Chen Wenwen quickly pulled the trigger of the 54.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! "
The continuous whistling sound of bullets breaking through the air kept coming, as Chen Wenwen aimed and fired seven shots in a row, emptying the 54-round magazine of bullets. Each of the seven 7.62mm bullets penetrated the fatal spot of a zombie's head, and with seven gunshots, seven zombies fell down in response. The queen is truly a master of all trades, proficient in eighteen types of martial arts. In addition to her skill with the sword, her marksmanship is also exceptional. This even made Huan Chu doubt whether Chen Wenwen had the blood of a Valkyrie flowing in her body.
But at this moment, Huan Chu did not voice his doubts. He shook the machete in his hand and took the opportunity while the queen was scattering the zombies to directly rush forward. He rushed into the group of zombies, agilely dodging their attacks. Despite the constant danger, every time a zombie almost caught Huanchu, he managed to evade in various strange ways. In no time, the remaining ten or so zombies were all led around in circles by him, using a technique straight out of the game called the kite-flying technique.
Huan Chu was fully focused on controlling the zombies' movements like flying kites, but when he heard Chen Wenwen shout "Get out of the way", he immediately understood that the queen had reloaded her magazine. He rolled on the ground to evade the zombies' attacks, and the sound of bullets whizzing through the air could be heard in his ears. Huan Chu carefully counted, with eight consecutive gunshots, seven zombies fell down, but one bullet hit the zombie's ear side without killing it.
Seeing only seven or eight zombies blocking the road, Huan Chu shouted and charged towards them on his warhorse. Chen Wenwen no longer changes the magazine, she holsters the Type 54 and rushes into the midst of the zombies with Huan Chu, drawing the broken water along.
The sound of the blade piercing into flesh could be heard, and the two of them faced the zombies as if a tiger entering a flock of sheep. With flashes of cold light, they left a pile of flesh on the ground, breaking through the blockade of zombies and rushing directly into the Hummer.
Huan Chu stepped on the gas pedal, watching as the roaring Hummer knocked a blocking zombie flying, throwing the remaining monsters farther and farther away. Huan Chu finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Chen Wenwen, who was reloading. Fortunately, neither of them was hurt. Huan Chu suppressed his anger and sighed, "Don't you know that gunshots attract zombies?" "
Chen Wenwen stuffed the gun full of bullets back into the holster, knowing that today they were very likely to be killed by her here. She muttered, "I just wanted to feel the gun in my hand... I know I was wrong, I won't do it again..."
Seeing the queen humbly admit her mistake, Huan Chu was momentarily speechless. He could only hold back the words he had prepared to educate Chen Wenwen and casually replied, "Be more careful next time," before focusing on driving.
Chen Wenwen seemed a little unable to bear the quiet environment in the car, so she casually turned on the car radio, wanting to see if there were any programs still being broadcast. In the end, it was still the end of the world, with only the crackling sound of electricity even after changing several channels. Chen Wenwen was not discouraged and turned the channel knob to the maximum, but all that could be heard in her ears was a noisy electrical sound.
Huan Chu was getting annoyed by the radio and was about to turn it off when he heard a man's voice coming through intermittently: "Lu Hao, can you hear me... I am Chen Ping... Today our convoy arrived in city W... There is nothing here... except for zombies... Our next stop is city C... If we don't get help from the military... we will head to Tibet... You... Xiao Hu... be careful..."
This is obviously not a program broadcast by an official radio station, but their car radio somehow picked up a signal from civilian communication, receiving a message from a man named Chen Ping to another man named Lu Hao. Huan Chu roughly sorted out the information he had obtained. It was clear that this man named Chen Ping had a sizable escape team, likely with many experienced survivors. Otherwise, it would not be easy to search and move in and out of a big city like City W. From his words, it can be inferred that the city of W, as an important provincial capital in the middle reaches of the Yangtze River, has completely fallen, and the government is also missing. This means that the current situation is probably much worse than the two of them imagined. And the next destination for this team is Tibet, mostly because they have seen or heard about the government's large-scale relocation efforts. In other words, even if the government-organized operation fails, there should still be plenty of experienced survivors gathered in Tibet, making it a relatively safe place.
Chen Wenwen saw that Huan Chu seemed to be pondering the information he had just received, so she gently turned off the radio and silently watched the man beside her—sometimes fierce, sometimes wise, sometimes ruthless, and sometimes like a naive boy. They say women are made of water, so what is this man named Huan Chu made of? Actually, meeting a man like this at such a time should be considered lucky.
Lost in thought, the Hummer has already entered the territory of Shijingshan. As they looked at the scenery on both sides of the road, they couldn't quite describe the feeling in their hearts - a mix of excitement and worry. Excitement is of course for Chen Wenwen, while worry is for Huan Chu. The main road was a scene of bloody chaos and confusion. The black blood flowing on the ground converged into a trickle of streams, with scattered limbs and arms everywhere. Several half-dead zombies were struggling in a pile of corpses, although their limbs were incomplete, they still greedily gnawed on the bodies in front of them, whether fresh or already rotten. Occasional bursts of satisfied and painful roars, making the quiet street seem more and more eerie.
Chen Wenwen looked at the rotting corpses lying all over the ground, imagining the brutal slaughter of the zombies by the military, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Good." However, Huan Chu beside him frowned, showing no sign of pleasure at the elimination of the mortal enemy. Since entering Shijingshan, in just a few minutes, Huan Chu has probably seen no less than three to five thousand zombie bodies, which made Huan Chu worried.
After the zombies on the periphery were killed, the military had time to clean up the battlefield and stack the zombies together for incineration. As the Hummer approached the center of Shijingshan, the bodies of the zombies became more disordered. These may only indicate that the longer the battle lasts, the more intense it becomes, but what worries Huan Chu the most is not these.
During such a long journey, I didn't see a single soldier's body. The bullet holes and craters visible everywhere on the road make it clear that more than just a brutal battle has taken place here. Huanchu doesn't believe that there were no soldiers sacrificed in such a battle. Since there are casualties, where did the bodies go? And why is this area so eerily silent, like a place of death? Even if the military clears out the zombies and there are no more gunshots, as the gathering place for almost all survivors in the capital, there should be some noise, if not bustling with voices.
Huan Chu glanced at the excited Chen Wenwen beside him, suppressed his worries, and continued to drive forward. Before long, a simple sentry post appeared in the sight of the two. The guard post was obviously not intended to be a permanent outpost from the beginning, as it was hastily constructed with sandbags and barbed wire to form a defensive line. But as an important outpost in the gathering place, the firepower is still very strong - two QJY88 general-purpose machine guns are set up on both sides of the road, blocking the advance route of the incoming people, and behind the machine guns, the W99 82mm rapid-fire mortar also emits a fierce green light, as if demonstrating to the incoming people.
At this point, Chen Wenwen also realized that something was wrong. In terms of firepower, there should have been at least a squad of soldiers stationed at the outpost, but it was empty, with only ample ammunition and intact equipment left behind, indicating that there had been a defense here. Chen Wenwen was stunned for a moment, turned to look at Huan Chu, and asked, "Where did everyone go here?" "
Huan Chu's face was solemn as he parked the car on the side of the road, got out quietly, and walked towards the deserted sentry post. Chen Wenwen followed closely behind, sensing the gravity of the situation. The QJY88 5.8mm general-purpose machine gun mounted on sandbags still exuded a menacing black light, indicating the usual care taken by soldiers towards it. The ammunition box is filled with a belt of 5.8mm heavy bullets, neatly stacked behind the sandbags. What happened here that could make a group of soldiers abandon their weapons and ammunition, which they cherish as their lives?
Huan Chu cautiously stepped into the sentry post, where there were several simple beds and a sizable conference table. On the table, there were a few cups placed. The water in the cup has long gone cold, indicating that the stationed soldiers have been gone for quite some time. But inside the pavilion, there were only these things left, and not the military supplies and firearms that the two had imagined to be all over the room.
Endless zombies... the bodies of soldiers... a hasty departure... abandoned heavy equipment... Huan Chu had already pieced together the whole story in his mind, and was about to explain it to Chen Wenwen, but he saw the queen's face turn from excitement to a grim expression. It's normal to feel frustrated when a person gets so close to hope only to see it burst like a bubble. With a sigh, he immediately called for the queen to return to the car.