"What's going on?"

A hunting team appeared from the stronghold. After advancing for a while, they found zombies scattered on the national highway.

In the past, they would always encounter many zombies when they left the stronghold at this point in time.

But on this day, there were hunting teams earlier than them?

It was earlier than them and was nothing, but it was rare to kill zombies so thoroughly. Any hunting team would only kill zombies that hinder them, not all.

At the beginning, there were still a small number of zombies, but the closer they were to the city, the more zombies they were killed on the national highway.

"What kind of hunting team is it?"

Ling Gang, who was in the head, had his muscles all over his body. He was able to have this kind of body in this end of the world, which proved that his life was not on the line of hunger.

There are no more than five teams in the entire stronghold that can do this.

As far as he knows, the five teams that can do this are the first to leave the stronghold.

But this is strange. What hunting team still has this condition? Is there a new hunting team emerging in the stronghold? But why didn’t there be any rumor?

"stop."

Ling Gang stopped the team and then jumped out of the car.

Standing in front of a zombie, you can see that the neck of the zombie is broken very flat, which means that the sword is powerful and fast. To create this effect, at least a level 2 alienator is required.

In other words, this is a hunting team with alienators.

The number of alienators is not small in the stronghold, but it has been incorporated by several big bosses and some teams long ago, and they are rarely alienators fighting alone.

Judging from the number of zombies that die here, it is definitely not something that one person can do.

What made Ling Gang even more strange was that this hunting team had no even a single vehicle, and the traces that were faintly seen were actually messy steps. Judging from the number, it was a hunting team with hundreds of people.

"What kind of hunting team is this?"

Ling Gang couldn't guess clearly.

…………

Subway station entrance.

A tyrant's first-time test type appears here, and it seems to be affected by sound, but as Lu Chuan and the others approach, it is in a logical contradiction, and it is not known whether it is chasing the sound or chasing the breath of life.

Perhaps because the breath of life is higher, it finally chose Lu Chuan and the others.

The breath of life triggered by nearly 300 people is very strong. It is okay to say that it is empty here, but this tyrant passed by here, which naturally attracted the attention of the tyrant.

"Dongdong..."

The tyrant ran wildly and rushed towards Lu Chuan and the others.

A zombie nail was built by Lu Chuan here. It discovered the tyrant and immediately passed the induction and informed Lu Chuan.

…………

"call!"

Lu Chuan exhaled a breath of turbid air and strengthened his genes at level 3. Of course, this kind of running would not make him feel tired.

But the others behind were not good, their physique was too weak.

Fortunately, the subway station is at the corner of the street in front.

As long as you enter the subway station entrance, you can walk slowly next, and there is no need to worry.

It should be around 8 o'clock at this time, and it was still early.

"Well?"

A strong sense came out, making Lu Chuan brow jump.

The direction of this induction is the location of the subway station entrance. This strong induction has only one signal, which is the high-level alienated zombie ahead.

At this moment of victory, there is a roadblock, and the luck is really not very good.

Without telling these people, Lu Chuan led them into a building next to him. No survivors have ever arrived here, and there are many useful things inside.

"Hurry up and take as much as you can."

Lu Chuan threw down this sentence, but he rushed out of the building.

There was a supermarket in the building, and the survivors completely ignored the others and rushed towards the supermarket location. Looking closely, they could see that their eyes were bloody red and shining brightly.

There must be a lot of useful and edible food in the supermarket. Is there a happier moment for them?

Danger outside?

At this moment, they didn't care about it at all. With Lu Chuan here, they just needed to do as they told him.

Lu Chuan, who rushed out of the building, also didn't care about the survivors, but used his hands and feet as fast as possible, and was as sensitive as a monkey, climbing up along the drainage pipe to a 20-story hotel next to him.

When he reached the zenith, Lu Chuan took out the telescope.

"Dry!"

When Lu Chuan saw the huge figure running wildly on the street, he swears.

At first glance, Lu Chuan confirmed the other party's identity, the tyrant.

Tyrant, this is a tyrant.

As long as you have seen Resident Evil, you have a deep impression of it. It can be said that it is the boss who is very awesome in the early stages of Resident Evil. In the end of the world, the tyrant is not the strongest, but for Lu Chuan, it is still too strong.

I don’t know why it is not attracted by the sound, but the target of it is definitely one of us.

“You can’t let it get close.”

Lu Chuan knew what would happen if the tyrant approached.

I can't stop it, and I dare not stop it.

And the survivors below can only wait for the fate of being killed in front of the tyrant.

The tyrant is not running fast. It is just a preliminary test type, nearly five meters tall, extremely clumsy.

But they are not far apart from each other, and there is not much time left for Lu Chuan.

Lu Chuan's head turned sharply. He took out the gun, but soon smiled bitterly. It was too difficult to rely on his stinky gunshots to hit the tyrant so far.

"Goddess of the Gun."

"Double-edged."

"Tommahawk."

"You three stop it."

Lu Chuan issued an order, especially the female gun god, who was counting on the female gun god to kill it.

The female gun god who received the instructions immediately rushed into a tall building next to her and sprinted up the stairs. The double-edged and tomahawk went up in anger.

On the street, the tyrant was running, like a giant, carrying a severely alienated right hand bone spur, with a terrifying form.

Lu Chuan understood that the three female Gun God and the others might not be able to stop this tyrant.

Instructions were issued one after another, and more than two hundred vehement people were mobilized to concentrate here.

"It's them alone, I'm afraid it won't work."

The two blades and the battle axe are one of the strongest zombies in Lu Chuan's hands. If they are destroyed by a tyrant, Lu Chuan must vomit blood.

As if he had thought of something, Lu Chuan grinned.

Without hesitation, Lu Chuan went downstairs again, where thirty ordinary zombies had already been waiting.

With an idea, the explosive packs in the storage space appeared one by one. After Lu Chuan found the correct number, he handed the explosive packs to them from small to large according to the zombies' number, so that they could hold them in their arms.

The zombies who received the instructions immediately hugged the explosive pack and staggered towards the tyrant.

At this time, the female gun god had already reached the tenth floor.

He smashed the glass hard with the butt stock, and then a barrel stretched out.

Without aiming, a "bang" shot was shot, and the bullet was out of the bore. After a second flight, a piece of skin on the tyrant's head was cut off at a distance of 900 meters. The tyrant running wildly avoided the attack in an ups and downs.

"Bang!"

Another second sound came, and this time a piece of carrion was lifted up on the head.

When attacked, the tyrant was furious. It seemed that it had given up tracking the breath of life, but rushed towards the position of the female gun god, raised its arm, and smashed it hard on the wall of the building.

Under the huge force, the wall showed cracks.

Both the Double Blade and the Battle Axe arrived and rushed over without hesitation.

The velocity strengthened by the velocity was very fast. Before the tyrant responded, the dog-legged knife and fire axe in his hand greeted the tyrant, but the effect was only to leave a wound that had no effect on the tyrant.

"Bang!"

The third gun of the female gun god fired, and the bullet whistled down, and a blood mist burst out on the tyrant's head.

But the tyrant did not fall, but became even more crazy.
To be continued...