On the hilltop some distance away from the base, Hank looked at the base with flames in the distance, feeling very complicated in his heart.

After all, he had lived here for several years, and it would be impossible to remain indifferent without him.

But what made him even more curious was how could there be so many zombies coming here?

With this number, zombies from the entire town may have come.

This is impossible.

Even if someone accidentally attracted zombies, there wouldn't be so many of them.

In this case, it always feels like these zombies were specially attracted here.

Inexplicably, after his body changed, Hank's intuition suddenly became more accurate.

How about going back to the base and taking a look?

After being infected, his body mutated.

Not only has he become a monster now, but his physical fitness has also become a monster.

Not only is his strength now terrifying, his jumping ability is even more terrifying, he can jump ten meters high!

And Hank had a feeling that he no longer had to be afraid of zombie bites.

Even if you are accidentally bitten by a zombie, the mutation in your body will probably be more serious.

Hank's mentality felt like a broken jar.

The reason why Hank returned to the base full of zombies was not only because he was brave, but also because he wanted to replenish some ammunition.

Although he took a lot of ammunition with him when he left, there is no such thing as too many bullets.

I hope he can find weapons and ammunition in the base that have not been taken away.

Hopefully the weapons and ammunition he once hid in his home were not discovered.

You must know that he used his position as team leader to keep a lot of bullets and bury them in his yard.

Relying on his strong physical fitness and jumping ability, Hank easily returned to the base and jumped back and forth between the roofs of the base.

The zombies scattered in almost every corner of the base naturally discovered Hank, but unable to capture him, they could do nothing but roar.

Seeing this, Hank actually gave birth to a mere zombie, but with this idea.

Unlike the previous contempt for zombies when using firearms, Hank now did not panic at all even when facing zombies with bare hands, and he felt from the bottom of his heart that these things were nothing.

Hank soon returned to his home and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there were no signs of digging in his yard.

Fortunately, the bullets he hid are still there.

This must be because the tide of corpses broke out too fast. If it lasts just two days, the bullets buried in the yard will have to be dug out.

Hank is not the only one who buries things in his yard.

In a base where supplies are tight, and after confirming that Hank will not come back, they will definitely dig up the ground for Hank's house.

This is not an adjective.

Although the bullet is still there, the question now is, how should he dig it out?

Looking at the zombies crowded into a pile outside the yard because of Hank, Hank looked ugly.

With so many zombies, his house's wall won't last long.

Under such circumstances, he couldn't dig out bullets with all his heart.

At this time, Hank thought of the pools of blood he saw at the door when entering the base.

It seems that not everyone in the base has escaped, but some still choose to stay.

And what about those people’s weapons?

Zombies won't destroy weapons, those weapons should stay in place.

As a result, Hank relied on his speed to leave the zombies far behind.

Arriving at the gate of the base, Hank glanced twice and discovered the weapons on the ground and the broken bones not far away.

Facing such a large number of zombies, those people did not even have the possibility of turning into zombies, and were directly torn into pieces by the zombies.

Hank shook the bloody corpse off the weapon.

He found a total of three pistols, two semi-automatic rifles, and several magazines.

With these, his purpose of collecting some weapons and ammunition was at least achieved.

Anyway, the things buried in the ground will not disappear. Let's dig them out again when we have the opportunity.

Just as Hank was about to leave, he suddenly heard a whistling sound behind him. Hank turned his head and saw a rotating ax flying towards him.

Hank was suddenly startled and leaned his upper body back, dodging the fatal ax at the critical moment.

Rumble~

When Hank straightened up, the sound of destruction caused by the flying ax hitting the building was heard.

Hank looked back and saw that the big ax was deeply stuck in the wall, and the iron handle was still shaking slightly.

What is this?

Of course Hank recognized it as an axe, but the question was where did this big ax come from?

Bang bang bang~

At this moment, a burst of heavy footsteps came.

Hank turned around and saw a two-meter-tall monster striding over with his head covered by a sack and several long and thick nails stuck in it.

This is the executioner!

After seeing Hank discover him, Executioner changed from walking to running.

Within a few steps, the executioner ran up to Hank, raised his casserole-sized fist and hit Hank on the head.

Hank put his hands in front of his head and blocked the blow.

But the huge force still knocked Hank's body away and hit the wall directly.

"Cough cough cough~"

Hank pulled himself out of the sunken wall and coughed a few times.

It wasn't because he was injured just now, but because the dust made his lungs uncomfortable and he couldn't help but cough.

Although he seemed to have been knocked away just now, like a weak, pitiful and helpless ordinary human being, in fact he was fine at all.

From the force coming from his arm just now, Hank could be sure that this monster was no match for him!

But it is really difficult to kill this monster by myself.

With such great power, his defense must not be weak, and the damage that the firearm in his hand can cause may be very limited.

Bang bang bang~

Hank aimed his semi-automatic rifle at the executioner's head and shot him one after another.

Hank's marksmanship is very good, and his powerful strength ignores the recoil of the firearm, resulting in a very high hit rate.

As a result, his shot of bullets has an 80% hit rate.

The executioner's head was also beaten to a bloody pulp, but seeing that the executioner's movements did not change at all, Hank knew that this injury did not pose much of a threat to him.

So Hank prepared to run away.

Although he is not afraid of this kind of unkillable monster, after all, it is difficult for this monster to kill him, but it is really disgusting.

At this moment, Hank saw the executioner walking towards the ax out of the corner of his eye, as if he wanted to get his weapon back, and Hank's eyes lit up.

This ax... feels good.

Relying on his speed, Hank pulled the ax out of the wall first, swung it a few times and found that it was very smooth.

Seeing Hank brandishing his weapon, the executioner was stunned.
Chapter completed!