After eating the zombies, this group of terrible evolutionary ants left quickly like a tide, which made Zhang Mo and his group breathe a sigh of relief. They put away their hearts that had been in their throats. These evolutionary ants were too terrible. Zhang Mo estimated that if he was surrounded by them and could not escape, he might have been able to hold on for a longer time than these zombies, because his healing ability was amazing and he had the [swallowing] skill. Countless black and red bloodshot blood could swallow all the evolutionary ants that climbed onto his body.

But it’s just that I just persist for a long time, and it’s inevitable to be eaten.

After observing the surroundings for a moment, the convoy set off again after no other abnormalities.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, the truck that was bumping in the carriage, which made Zhang Mo's butt hurt, finally stopped. Through the sound from Wu Ziwei on the walkie-talkie, they knew that they had finally arrived at the town where the grain station was located!

Zhang Mo couldn't help but show a hint of joy.

The truck was parked outside the town and could not enter the town because it would attract the attention of zombies in the town. Although there were not many, there were still hundreds of them, which was still very dangerous for them, the grain hunting team members who did not have much practical experience.

As the team members got out of the car, Zhang Mo looked at the town in front of him. In front of the town, there was a bare tree with leaves falling. A plastic bag hanging on the branch was blown by the cold wind, making a sharp roar. However, the town seemed very quiet and dark, and it seemed a little inexplicably gloomy and weird in the howling cold wind, making people feel furious.

Zhang Mo held the cold gun body. At this moment, he was familiar with guns. He used the torture and killing prototype system to teach him the correct way to hold the gun with strange energy. He felt that even if he lost the guidance of the crosshairs and strange energy, he could still aim and shoot accurately.

The five vehicles were divided into five squads. Wu Ziwei arranged the fifth squad to garrison the trucks, and the rest of the squads entered the town to find food. Although the members of the four squads were dissatisfied, their arrangements were circulated in order, and no one had any objections.

Walk!

With Wu Ziwei's command, the four teams, including Zhang Mo, slowly entered the town.

Entering the town, there was nothing on the main road of the town, with no zombie figures, only the slight footsteps of everyone and the sound of his heartbeat. Wu Ziwei scanned the surrounding environment vigilantly, and the team members were the same, for fear that an inexplicable terrible monster would rush out from a corner and smash them into pieces.

Although there are no traces of zombies, the remains of humans and animals are clearly visible. A girl who looks only about twenty years old and in her prime is lying quietly on the side of the road, with her side face delicate outline and perfect curves, and looks very beautiful. However, her cheek on the other side was gnawed off by an inexplicable monster, leaving only a layer of flesh and flesh sticky on the skull, like a living half of angels and half of the devil; a seven or eight-year-old child opened his mouth, and still had a tender and painful expression on his face, which is regrettable. His lower half of his body has been gnawed, and the slender intestines that have turned gray and purple were clearly visible in the cold wind. The reason why he did not become a zombie was because an iron thorn was nailed to his forehead.

And as people were moving forward, Zhang Mo's ears suddenly moved.

Bang!

A door on the side of the road was pushed open by brute force, and a zombie roared and bitten on a member of the food hunting team closest to it. It roared wildly, and the sticky saliva slid down the corner of its mouth.

"Get out!" The team member suddenly made a terrified sound, and the muzzle in his hand subconsciously aimed at the zombies.

"Don't shoot!"

Wu Ziwei and Zhang Mo shouted at the same time, and a team member on the side kicked hard with ease.

Bang!

The zombie was kicked away by this strong man. Before it could pounce on it again, a team member's bayonet on the muzzle of the Type 95 automatic rifle had already penetrated its forehead.

The team members skillfully pulled out the bayonet, brought out a blood arrow, and the zombie fell down on their backs.

After resolving the brief crisis, they set off again.

After turning a block, Zhang Mo and the others found more than a dozen idle zombies in front of them. They were looking at each other and roaring softly. If they weren't ferocious and terrifying, they would be like a group of babies who were singular.

Wu Ziwei signaled everyone to be quiet and not to make a sound. After all, there are at least hundreds of zombies in this small town, and the more than ten zombies in front of him are not very threatening. Once the zombies in the town are alarmed, it will be an extremely terrible blow to the food hunting team. However, when Zhang Mo and the others were about to bypass this street corner, a level 2 zombie appeared from the front corner, which made people feel a lot nervous.

Zhang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly and carefully observed the level 2 zombie. He had already pulled the trigger and aimed at its eyebrows. Because the level 2 zombie's perception was stronger than that of ordinary zombies. He could not be sure whether it would find them. He was always ready to kill it before the level 2 zombie discovered them and summoned its companions.

Fortunately, these food hunting team members have experienced similar things and are not too panicked and nervously suppress their breathing.

Zhang Mo was also paying attention to his behavioral habits, which was a habit that Zhang Mo had developed in the workplace, because as a little white-collar worker, he often had to learn to observe his words and expressions, otherwise he would be exclusion and suppression from his superiors.

Although this is no longer the workplace, Zhang Mo has never forgotten this problem. He observed the zombies in front of him. When these dozen zombies saw the level 2 zombies, Zhang Mo found that they seemed to growl uneasyly.

"roar!"

As Zhang Mo observed, the level 2 zombie slowly crossed over and walked towards the zombie group. It kept roaring at the level 1 zombies on both sides, and the zombies it roared back in panic and did not dare to stop and look directly.

This level 2 zombie shuttled through the corpse like a king in a lion group.

A few minutes later, the level 2 zombies walked away, and people breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, a team member stood up and his head suddenly touched the mailbox of a family, making a muffled sound.

Zhang Mo's face changed slightly.

"roar!"

The more than ten zombies in front looked at each other, and two of them slowly approached.

People's faces instantly became very ugly, and they didn't even have the intention to teach the team member a lesson. Wu Ziwei was a little scared and was at a loss for a moment and forgot to issue the order.

Kak

Several strong team members subconsciously prepared to shoot.

Seeing Wu Ziwei's hesitant look, Zhang Mo couldn't help but shake his head. It seemed that this guy was not a coincidence that Hu Liang and his gang seized power. He was obviously a little gentle and not decisive enough, so it was inevitable that he would be seized.

Zhang Mo didn't have time to think too much and immediately waved his hand to stop them from shooting. Otherwise, if they were asked to shoot, these people would probably die here except Zhang Mo.

Zhang Mo stopped the shot and fired. Although the people were a little dissatisfied, they did not show it. Zhang Mo didn't look at them, and pulled out the dagger on the back, groped in his figure and crawled out flexibly.

Putting it on the corner of the wall, Zhang Mo calmly waited for the arrival of these two zombies.

Everyone understood Zhang Mo's thoughts now and looked at Zhang Mo with a gaze. They also understood that their faces turned blue once the shooting was shot. At this moment, Hu Liang, all secretly prayed that Zhang Mo would succeed smoothly.

Bang...bang...

The clanging footsteps of the zombies were getting closer and closer.

Zhang Mo did not look nervous and was extremely calm. One reason was that his strength had improved a lot, and this level 1 zombie was not taken seriously by Zhang Mo at all; the second reason was that Zhang Mo had no worries at this moment. Even if he was discovered by the zombie group, Zhang Mo could disguise himself as a zombie and leave easily. Moreover, there was no one among this group of people who Zhang Mo cared about. They were bitten to death and were considered unlucky and became one of the millions of humans who died in the mouths of zombies.
Chapter completed!