There were cars everywhere on the road.

The Yellow River swore that he had never seen so many vehicles crowded together in his life.

Even if the scene of being blocked by various vehicles on the expressway during the National Day holiday, the scene I see will never be terrible.

They are all squeezed together, continuous, collision, squeeze, roll over, and bottom up... In short, as long as you can imagine any type of car accident scene, you can find the corresponding version here.

The cause of the accident was a white "Buick" sedan. Several zombies were squeezing into the wheels, and blood stuck to the tires, causing the vehicle to lose the friction distance between the ground. The vehicles following behind could not brake and they all ran into each other.

Whether it is an expensive luxury car worth millions or a cheap car that can be bought for tens of thousands of yuan, there is no difference at this time. Car owners will not catch the other party and yell at the other party because of the loss problem. Money and money are not worth mentioning in the face of death threats.

The most terrifying thing is the buses filled with passengers. The doors are closed and the windows are closed. There are dozens or hundreds of corpses back and forth in the car. They smashed their arms and legs in the car, trying to break free from the constraints and come outside. The two ends of the long bus were stuck by other vehicles, but they were still pushed and shaken in place by this force. Fortunately, there were too many cars on the road, and they were sandwiched in the middle and could not be poured down.

Huang He and others quickly approached the overturned police car. The police officer in the driver's seat had mutated, and the seat belt made him unable to move. Looking at the fresh food that was close to him, he could only open his tattered mouth and let out an empty and useless wail of hunger.

Huang He was hard-hearted and held the assault rifle with a muffler in both hands, aimed at his eyebrows, and pulled the trigger hard.

According to the order issued by the Municipal Bureau, from last week, all policemen in the city must be equipped with guns on duty. The reason why Qi Yuanchang stopped here was to see if there were survivors in the police car, and on the other hand, he wanted to collect bullets from the dead police officers.

From the early morning to now, at noon, I have replenished ammunition at the nearby police station.

Now, Qi Yuanchang, Huanghe, and two other police officers have less than two hundred bullets left in total.

A Type 92 pistol was found, with twenty-one pistol bullets.

On the sidewalk dozens of meters away, several corpses were eating around the body of a dead policeman.

There are too many of them. In farther places, there are as many as hundreds of zombies moving. They stagger back and forth on the dirty ground, looking for anything that can be used as food. They wear clothes and shake constantly in the sun. There are men, women, elderly and children. This shows that the virus infected people are not just a specific group, but include all classes and industries of the entire society. The virus will not choose infected individuals through wealth. They only need fresh hosts and need to allow their powerful infection to attach life.

The Yellow River did not attack the zombies on the sidewalk.

Doing so will attract more zombies.

Moreover, it is impossible to determine whether the dead policeman has bullets on him. If the amount obtained is much less than the attack consumption, it is really not worth the effort.

Qi Yuanchang was sitting in the cab, closely observing the movements around him.

I came over along the way and found no survivors.

The virus spreads too fast, far beyond imagination.

Of course, the four words "not found" are obviously somewhat absolute.

In fact, along the way, there were not many survivors.

However, Qi Yuanchang had no time at all, or it should be said that he had no chance to help them.

All survivors were besieged by the zombies.

In a small restaurant, Qi Yuanchang led a team to rescue three people and found that they were all bitten to varying degrees. In desperation, Qi Yuanchang had no choice but to order them to be abandoned.

Someone was running on the road and calling for help. Qi Yuanchang immediately stopped the car and shot and killed the corpse who followed him. By the time he rescued the person, he had mutated. He turned around and bit the policeman who reached out to pull him up from the ground.

At the entrance of a hotel, I met dozens of citizens who escaped from the vicinity. There were many people and the cars could not be accommodated. Just as Qi Yuanchang contacted the command center and asked for support, a "Chang'an" mini car drove from behind. The blood-covered driver screamed, "Comrade Police, Save Me" and stumbled down. He had already been chewed by a corpse, and at least eight corpses jumped out of the carriage.

It should be a black car operating without a license.

The survivors who had just gathered were instantly dispersed. Qi Yuanchang didn't care about so many, and asked the Yellow River to start the police car engine while shooting. I don't know if it was too bad luck or the sudden change that disrupted the plan. No citizen climbed into the police car. They were all running in the places they felt safe, and they were all dealing with the zombies in the way they felt safe. In the end, no one could escape from the area.

Qi Yuanchang felt a sense of fire in his heart.

He wanted to save the person, but none of them were saved.

Not only that, but a lot of bullets were wasted.

We must return to the police station. There are safe protective measures and a large amount of ammunition and weapons and equipment are stored. As long as there is unified command, some citizens can be rescued.

Communications are interrupted, and it is no less than a single move to deal with hundreds of zombies in a chaotic city.

Qi Yuanchang took over the work of a driver in the Yellow River and drove through the streets and alleys. At this time, he could no longer control so much. Whether it was green belts or sidewalks, as long as the car could be driven over, it could be regarded as a road.

The huge cross sign of the Twenty-Nine People's Hospital appeared in the distance. After taking a look at the street blocked by countless vehicles, Qi Yuanchang pushed the steering wheel hard, intending to go around the path next to it.

At this moment, a clear female voice came from the on-board telephone that had been driving.

"We are at the Twenty-Nine People's Hospital, asking for help. Repeat, we are at the Twenty-Nine People's Hospital, if anyone hears it, please help us."

Qi Yuanchang stepped on the brakes hard, and the heavy rubber tires made a harsh friction sound on the ground, causing a black brake mark that was more than ten meters long, and the car stopped steadily on the road.

Someone sent a distress signal.

Qi Yuanchang turned around from the driver's seat, looked at Huang He and others sitting in the back car, and asked roughly, "How about it, can you save them?"

He used an inquiry tone, not a usual command tone.

When things got to this point, everyone understood the dangers.

No one knows where the source of the virus infection is, and no one knows how to deal with this situation. The six team members who came out with Qi Yuanchang in the early morning are now the only one left of the Yellow River and another. As for the fourth policeman, they were also rescued from the road.

No one wants to die, no one wants to survive.

Qi Yuanchang knew very well that he had no right to decide on such matters.

Therefore, he handed over the power of choice to others.

Huang He and others looked at each other and saw confusion and confusion in each other's eyes.

What should I do?

Are you watching the help seeker be swallowed by the zombies?

Or do you try your best to give them hope? Then, I was completely submerged by the overwhelming corpse.

Huang He didn't say anything. He frowned and carefully identified the sound coming from the phone.

It is obvious that the seeker is a woman.

Huanghe felt that the sound was very familiar, and he seemed to have heard it somewhere.

No one said anything, Qi Yuanchang shook his head secretly in his heart and opened his mouth: "How about this! Split half of the bullets on each of you, and leave them in the car to wait for me. I'll go in and see the situation. If possible..."

"etc!"

Huang He raised his right hand, made a ban on sound, and interrupted Qi Yuanchang at the same time, saying uncertainly: "Captain, I seem to know this person."

"You know?"

Qi Yuanchang was a little surprised, then shook his head: "Don't talk nonsense. I know you have an old classmate in the Twenty-Ninth Hospital. But he is a man. The one who is asking for help now is obviously a woman."

Huang He didn't argue either. He leaned his waist and walked through the obstacle between the partitions of the car. He sat in the passenger seat, picked up the phone, pressed the call button, and asked in a very generous tone: "Well, is Liu Tianming there?"

The female voice in the phone was silent. For a moment, a familiar voice from the Yellow River came: "I am Liu Tianming. Why, you are the Yellow River? Are you nearby?"

A smile appeared on Huang He's rough face: "It's right next to your hospital. I just heard the voice a little familiar, as if it was your girlfriend?"

When the Yellow River met Zheng Xiaoyue, the two of them said a few words. Although the memory was vague, it was not completely unfamiliar.

Liu Tianming's voice was very clear in the phone: "There are three of us who were not injured or bitten. Can you help us?"

Before the Yellow River could open its mouth, Qi Yuanchang had already snatched the phone from him: "We don't have many people, and the bullets are almost used up. Do you have any good plans?"

Liu Tianming's answer was brief and straightforward: "As long as you answer at the hospital gate, we should be able to deal with the distance we rushed out from inside. The movement should not be too big, and it will be troublesome if we are besieged by a zombie."

This is what Liu Tianming is worried about.

There are many cars in the hospital parking lot, but he has no keys, nor the special skill of smashing the car dashboard and directly ignites the line in the movie. If there is no vehicle and no one to cover it, even if he escapes from the hospital, his excessively consumed body will not be able to deal with the surrounding corpses.

As long as someone drives a car outside, it will be different.

At the speed of a zombie, he can't escape the wheels of a car no matter what.

Qi Yuanchang looked at the watch on his wrist and asked seriously: "How long does it take for you to come out?"
Chapter completed!