"What do you mean is that your brother is coming to kill us, but you came over to notify us?" Zhao Qiang looked at Deng Lei lying on the hospital bed in disbelief. His condition was very bad, with multiple open fractures and most of the organs in his body were damaged. If it weren't for the powerful recovery ability of the new human, I'm afraid that Zhao Qiang would face a corpse at this time.

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The base does not have much concern about contact with Jiang Lu. No matter whether the final result is good or bad, what should be come will always come. Therefore, except for making corresponding arrangements, life in the base has not changed much. The team still patrols near the base every day, or goes out to find the supplies needed in the base.

The advantage of this is that it can detect the possible assembly of the zombie army in time. There have been several similar incidents before. The wise man who came out of nowhere brought a large number of zombies. After gathering near the base for several days, he launched a fierce attack on the base. Although each attack was resolved one by one under the joint resistance from the base, this also allowed the team to divide the field mission into supplies and patrols.

Zhao Qiang made a furious proposal to establish an alliance. Everyone else started to act around this suggestion, drafting the charter, drawing up the target, etc. Zhao Qiang patted his butt, under the charter, the targets and other things were all the work of the internal department. The field cannot intervene, and completely forgot that he was the initiator. He led the team around alone, no, it was a patrol.

It is already well known that Zhao Qiang doesn't like to deal with these cumbersome things. He has rarely interfered in the internal management of the base before. After reunited with Peng Sha, it is very normal for him to not see Zhao Qiang at a meeting of the internal management of the base for a few days. Even if he comes, Zhao Qiang just laughs and says hello to everyone, and then finds a seat to start sleeping.

The biggest benefit of Zhao Qiang doing this is to liberate himself from the tedious daily work. This feeling is like working outside before. Every morning, I go to the unit to report, start the day's work, and go home after work after work, and stay at home with my wife peacefully, and ignore anything else.

The difference is that the content of work every day. When working in the unit, what you do every day is nothing more than some work in the office. Here, Zhao Qiang's daily work content becomes a battle, fighting endlessly with zombies.

"The abnormal situation was found in the area of ​​No. 12." The sound of an observation whistle came from the walkie-talkie. The base divided the surrounding areas into different areas in a nine-grid manner and named them with numbers, so that it was convenient and timely indicated during the communication process.

"What's the situation?" The team led by Zhao Qiang happened to be patrolling in Area 1, forming a diagonal with Area 12.

"I don't know, it seems that there is a large-scale zombie aggregation!" The sound of the observation whistle was a little nervous.

"Received! We'll go over immediately and inform Wei Tao and be ready for battle!"

"yes!"

When the team arrived at the 12th area, they found that the zombie group was besieging an armored vehicle. This was a real armored vehicle, not a copycat made of sealed goods made of sealed vehicles and steel plates on the base, but a solid armored vehicle, a Russian tiger armored vehicle.

The dark green painted tiger-style rushes around the zombie group. The 6-ton body weighs 205-horsepower turbocharged diesel engine, the steel beast is very fierce and squeezes the ordinary zombie or zombie dogs away directly, and then drags them under its thick tires to crush them into meat paste.

But even so, the speed of the tiger is getting slower and slower. Without the support of firepower, any idea of ​​trying to escape from the zombies with its own body is ridiculous. Zombies have no consciousness, and don’t know what fear is. In their eyes, there is only food. Once you enter the zombie’s sight as food, all the nearby zombies will regard you as the most sumptuous dinner today.

The Tiger Style is very powerful. The zombie group can only slap the carriage or hood with their hands in vain, and then be instantly swept under the tire by the Tiger Style. In a series of sounds of broken bones, the Tiger Style just bumped and passed by, leaving behind a smooth black blood all over the ground.

The tiger stormed left and right, but for a moment he could not get rid of the siege of the zombies. Moreover, at the distant intersection, the figure of the smasher appeared. There was only one driver on the tiger sing, and no one could control the 50bmg mounted on the roof. No one dared to challenge the authority of the smasher directly, even if he was hiding in the tiger sing.

Tiger style can only choose to turn around in the zombie group, but it is a very painful thing to turn around on a street full of zombies. There are more and more zombies crushed into meat paste by Tiger style, and the situation of Tiger style is becoming more and more dangerous.

"Come on! Hurry!" The driver stepped on the accelerator and tried hard to drive the tiger style out of the blood swamp, trying to drive the tiger style out of the blood swamp, but no matter how hard he tried, the tiger style could only roar helplessly in the place. The special tires were spinning in the deep blood swamp, throwing the black plasma into the distance.

Outside the car, hundreds of zombies were surrounded by water. With the help of the body made of a heat-treated single deck, the zombies outside could not do anything to the driver in the car for a while, but as the smacks were getting closer and closer, the driver's face began to become desperate.

The driver's concern was not unfounded. The smasher quickly broke through the flesh wall composed of zombies and began to tear the tiger style. The smasher came up and smashed the tiger style with its fist. The 5mm thick steel plate was smashed into a huge depression by it. Although there was no sign of cracking, the driver in the car was scared to death.

Seeing that the hammer didn't seem to work, the crusher began to tear the armor on the tiger's body desperately. It seemed that it had found a suitable position to start. After a while of hard work, the tiger's body made a harsh sound, just like the sound of the submarine that dived to an extreme depth, and the hull began to deform under strong water pressure.

Seeing that the car body might disintegrate in the hands of the crusher at any time, the driver in the car could finally not bear such powerful pressure, and his head tilted and fainted, so he didn't know how he was saved.

When he woke up again, his body had been wrapped in a bandage into a rice dumpling. When he moved slightly, he would feel heartbroken. When he opened his eyes, the zombies were gone, and several men in special police uniforms stood around.
Chapter completed!