The wheels kept bumping between mud and grass, and they were very stubbornly rolling out a deep path.

Cao Xinneng is burly and over 1.9 meters tall. Among the age group in his thirties, he is the type with high energy. But then again, workers, especially miners, are mostly strong. If they don’t have muscles, arms, legs and feet, they will never be able to eat this bowl of rice.

Yesterday, next to a puddle, Cao Xin could see his current appearance through the reflection on the calm water surface.

The whole person is skinny and bone-thin, and almost all the muscles on his body are trapped in the cracks of the bones. His skin is loose and his hair is growing deadly, his beard and face hair grow together, and his black chest hair emerges from the buttons of his shirt. The joints on his legs are very large, and his walking steps seem staggering.

I've been hungry for too long.

It was so long that Cao Xinneng had forgotten when the last time he ate normally.

It was raining all the time, and the air showed signs of cold winter coming. The soles of the shoe were covered with thick clay and could not be shaken off no matter how hard it was. These damn muds added weight to the body and consumed not much energy left in the body.

It has been several days since Cao Xinneng has been afraid to fall asleep. Even when he is the most sleepy, he only dares to take a nap. This is still the case where someone is taking care of him and someone is alert. He is afraid that when he opens his eyes, he will see the dead bodies covered in filth and blood, shaking.

They are dead, but they can still move and walk.

That was the situation some time ago. Now, the living dead have changed. It seems that a damn guy is teaching them skills. They have learned to run and their movements are much more agile than before.

Cao Xin can know how to improve his health.

It's very simple, just eat more.

However, no matter where you go, you can't find food.

He kept pushing the second-hand bicycle. The "Phoenix" brand, very old-fashioned men's bicycle. In the era when cars and electric vehicles dominated road traffic, this kind of old-fashioned bicycle was very rare. Cao Xinneng also spent 300 yuan to buy it from others.

He knew that this was a stolen stolen. But the police would not care about it, and the owner would not find him. Just use it first!

Cao Xinneng escaped from the mine. He had seen much more horrifying scenes than anyone else. Because he had seen those things, Cao Xinneng clearly understood that it was impossible to survive by relying on himself alone.

Chen Zhuo is a technician in the mine, and is also a young man with a fair face and a weak figure.

He may have suffered from a cold wind and coughed all the way. It was very severe and sometimes he couldn't stop. Several people found him a place to live, but it was actually a broken house that had not been completed. Without a bedding, Chen Zhuo kept calling for coldness. Cao Xinneng went over to see it. He was trembling with coldness and his face was already blue. After searching around for a long time, he found a broken sheet to wrap him. Although this thing could not block much cold wind, Chen Zhuo's coughing slowed a lot than yesterday. He was moaning all night, saying that it was a severe headache and could explode at any time.

Cao Xinneng knew that Chen Zhuo's condition was very serious.

His eyes were already red with coughing and his body was exhausted. Chen Zhuo lay down half-dead, with no food, and could not even ignite the fire. Li Jianwei said he was going to go somewhere else to see if there would be any gains, and he did not come back until noon. The woman Wang Yangfeng was pretty good and took good care of Chen Zhuo along the way. But she had no medicine, no food, and had never learned nursing, so she could only stay there blankly and could not do anything.

It would be great if I could get some food.

Or you are lucky and get a lighter that has been thrown away by someone else. As long as there is fire and hot water, Chen Zhuo's situation will definitely get better.

Pushing the bicycle, walking step by step in the wet mud. Cao Xinneng felt his hands were cold and could not help but shivered several times.

He himself was just wearing a shirt and a blue work clothes on his face.

After a rain, the temperature suddenly dropped.

It's time to find a place to spend the winter.

Pushing the bicycle can save a lot of effort. Without this car, Cao Xin would feel that he would definitely not be able to go much far.

The sun has never appeared since the morning. The gray rain clouds blocked it behind. Although it was just a light rain, the entire earth was soaked. Cao Xinneng even felt that rain had fallen into his body. A strange and mysterious silence enveloped the world, giving him an indescribable fear.

You can already see the old highway not far away.

That is not a highway, but an old road that no longer charges. It is a dilapidated and bumpy one. Every time you drive out of the mine, you have to walk along this road for more than two hours before you can drive onto a flat new road. Almost everyone is cursing the damn transportation department and the damn road investors. What does the old road that is ridiculous is free, but in fact, it is just to treat this road as garbage. Without anyone to maintain it, it is impossible to invest money to repair the broken road surface. Anyway, free things are all rags, and this is the truth of it.

A dark figure stood in the distance. The distance was a little far away, and his face was invisible. Only from his clothes could he tell that it was a man. The cold wind and light rain hit his body, and he had no idea about it, as if he was a lifeless sculpture.

Cao Xinneng wiped the rain from his face, put down the bicycle stand, and picked up the assault rifle from the rear frame of the car.

It was an old-fashioned "August 1st Bar" automatic rifle, a retired weapon of the army. When he escaped from the mine, Cao Xinneng ran into the factory and mine security department, took out the weapon from the cabinet, and also an elderly "May 4th" pistol. Although there were not many bullets and the weapon itself was seriously worn, it could barely be used.

The man heard the movement here, turned around and walked towards Cao Xinneng.

He seemed to be recovering from a serious illness, his clothes were torn. The hair on his bare head was falling off, revealing pink skin. His shoulders and legs were scratched, covered with dirt and dust. His hands, lips and neck were covered with black dry blood. As the rain washed away, black slag continued to flow down his chest.

His body emits a disgusting odor. It is not like the rotten meat pieces, but the feces are left in a closed environment for too long, with natural fermentation and their own odor.

His eyes were no longer white, but a slight red light, staring at Cao Xinneng standing in front of him.

At this time, it cannot be delayed for a second.

Cao Xin could load the bullet as fast as possible, hold a gun in both hands, locked the man's chest through the hole in the middle of the sight, and pulled the trigger hard.

"Bang----"

The gunshots.

A stream of blood spurted out obliquely, and the man's dirty body was torn by inertial force and trembled to the back. He looked down at his chest that was torn by bullets, and his eyes suddenly burst out with anger, and with a low roar, he swung towards Cao Xinneng.

It is indeed running, but its speed is not as fast as imagined. Last time I encountered a similar mutant creature, Cao Xinneng roughly calculated that it was almost the same as the speed of an adult jogging.

Of course, they will accelerate and explode. It depends on the specific situation, not all resurrected people can do this.

This gun is too old because of the problems with the parts. You must pull the bolt every time you shoot, and you cannot fire continuously.

Cao Xinneng quickly hugged the gun body, pulled the bolt, aimed the gun at the man's nose, and pulled the trigger again.

When he was doing this, he accidentally slid, his body twisted, and the bullet had already come out. Instead of directly blew the man's head as expected, it deviated from the predetermined track, drilled into the man's left leg, and smashed his knee.

The man lost his balance on the spot, with a few pieces of bones and minced flesh splashed on his body, and dark red blood flowed down his legs and feet. He shouted "hissed" and crawled towards Cao Xinneng with his remaining hands and feet. He was also very hungry, and was almost crazy.

Cao Xin can slip directly into the mud and water.

The distance was too close, and he felt unprecedented fear——there were a few bullets in the gun, but he could not pull the bolt. Looking at the barrel soaked in mud, Cao Xin could know that it must be the gravel that had blocked the spring. This old weapon needs to be cleaned and maintained at any time. But now, it is impossible for him to do that.

The man grabbed Cao Xinneng's right hand and pulled it hard towards him. The power was terrible. I'm afraid that only machinery could deal with them. Cao Xinneng shouted desperately, hoping that someone could hear it and save him. He knew that the chance of such a thing was almost zero. This is the wilderness and no one would come.

The rain caught my eyes, and Cao Xinneng felt that his arm was about to be torn off. He had not been bitten, but this situation could not last long.

It would be great if Li Jianwei was there. He held the May Fourth pistol and could save my life.

Who will help me?

Just as the shadow of despair and death was about to cover, a sharp howling suddenly came from the air. Cao Xinneng tried hard to open his eyes. Through the hazy rain, he saw a large piece of ice stuck on the back of the mutant creature.

It was very thick, round cylindrical object with a diameter of about fifteen centimeters. I don’t know how deep the part of the ice inserted into the ground was. Anyway, the damn mutant creature was firmly fixed and could not break free. It opened its teeth and claws towards Cao Xinneng, and was unwilling to let go.

A black shadow flew over from a distance.
Chapter completed!