Whether in the Security Command or the KD01 Research Institute, Su Hao did not find anything like bullet production lines. This means that the ammunition consumed by the survivor team cannot be supplemented through self-production. The only way to deal with it is to save as much as possible.

Su Hao put away the hose containing the rot hormone, walked to the off-road vehicle, opened the back box, and took out a high-capacity battery.

Xinyan walked over with a bloody steel pipe and said seriously: "Do you feel it? These zombies seem to be much faster than before. Their movements are no longer so clumsy and they are stronger."

After a moment of silence, Su Hao nodded.

Xinyan's feeling is very accurate——Zombies are indeed becoming stronger.

This change is very subtle and is not difficult for people who often fight zombies to notice. The most prominent feature is that the muscles on the surface of the zombie no longer rot, but re-enter the normal growth state.

"—1" is the lowest and weakest level index among all monsters.

From the outbreak of the virus, in a few months, zombies have crossed their initial weakening state. Instead of staggering and jumping like they are now, their attack methods tend to diversify. By that time, zombies will evolve to a true "1" level.

Humans may not care about mice, but no one will ignore a tiger squatting beside them. The strengths of these two animals are completely different, and so are zombies.

Su Hao smiled and said lightly: "This is not surprising. Don't forget———they eat meat, not vegetarians."

The words with a joking nature could not relieve Xinyan's worries. She still frowned and walked to the gas station office opposite the passage with Su Hao.

..

The gas stations have two entrances to the street, or exits.

As Su Hao put his hand on the office glass door and was about to open it hard, a few figures suddenly flashed out at another entrance more than ten meters away opposite him.

It was a group of young men in their twenties, with three people. The man in the lead was tall and thin, wearing a black T-shirt and shorts. The strong sunlight shone on his newly shaved hair, illuminating a layer of wet sweat.

They held sticks and steel pipes in their hands, and one tied a knife to the top of the iron pipe to make a long-handed weapon that is more suitable for fighting. Two people were carrying buckets in their hands, which seemed to be used to hold oil. Su Hao and others, standing on the steps of the office, surprised them, and instinctively took a few steps back, with a very alert expression.

"Who are you?"

The young man in charge raised the stick in his hand and shouted loudly: "Why are you here?"

Su Hao and Xinyan looked at each other, and the two immediately dispersed. Xinyan and Yang Lulu quickly walked to the off-road vehicle, occupying a favorable position for advancing and retreating. Su Hao put down the battery in his hand, took a few steps forward in the direction of these strangers, and shrugged: "If I guessed correctly, our purpose should be the same, all for gasoline."

The three young men stared at him intently, and after confirming that Su Hao, who was standing in front of him, had no traces of decay that the zombie should have, he turned his attention to the zombie remains on the ground of the passage.

"Do you know? You scared me."

The man in the lead put down his stick and looked at Su Hao with doubt and vigilant eyes, but he couldn't help but turn his head to see Xinyan and Yang Lulu standing next to the off-road vehicle, holding an automatic rifle. He was a little envious and said in anger: "The gasoline here is not supplied to the public. You'd better leave here and go somewhere else."

His words are cold and hostile, and the meaning he wants to express is obvious enough.

Su Hao squinted his eyes and took two more steps forward: "I don't quite understand what you mean."

The man stared at Su Hao, with anger and fear in his cold eyes. He kept glancing at the pistol around Su Hao's waist with his outlook, trying to squeeze out a smile, but his expression was very impatient: "This gas station is ours. Well! If you need gasoline in urgent need, I can give you some. However, let's not take the example."

"oh?"

Su Hao was a little confused: "Are you the boss of this gas station?"

This sentence seems to be very poor. From Su Hao's perspective, he can only make this most reasonable and logical judgment through the other party's words. However, his question triggered a completely different response among the three men opposite. They were stunned for a moment, and then they showed a strange expression on their faces, smiling arrogantly and unscrupulously.

"Haha! Brother Tao... he actually said you are the boss here? Hahahaha!"

A young man in a somewhat alternative dress smiled so hard that he couldn't bear to be angry.

Next to him, another man in a gray shirt stopped laughing and said in a sarcastic tone: "If you want to understand this, it is not impossible. This area is our territory, including this gas station."

Su Hao subconsciously touched the gun, and had the urge to pull out the gun and shoot.

He glanced at the people with a cold look, turned around and walked to the off-road vehicle, and said to Xinyan: "Call Du Tianhao over and tell him: bring a few people, and two tankers he mentioned yesterday."

The field camp and the bank building rely on radio for communication, and several commonly used cars are also equipped with short-distance combos. With Su Hao's professional knowledge, it is easy to use various materials to make this simple communicator.

After saying this, he put the battery back on the car, took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out a lit one, and looked at the arrogant young men in a cold voice.

The word "territory" reminds Su Hao of the future era.

There are no actual controllers in cities and the wild, and the areas occupied by the military are often important resources or food production areas. Most of them, including abandoned cities, were occupied by powerful figures. In that era, every settlement had a master. As long as you have guns, strength, and stronger than others, you could become a ruler. Foreigners must pay taxes to the regional controllers or choose to rely on them. It is undeniable that standing at the top of power is a good feeling, but you must always be careful of the knife stabbed from the back.

Killing and being killed have become the eternal style of the future world. As long as the ruler is killed, he can inherit everything he owns. Property, food, women, territory...

Su Hao has always been very low-key.

He knew that there were many people in the city still alive.

Du Tianhao also said that there are other teams of survivors around the building.

However, Su Hao did not feel that he was weaker than those people--he had taken the unique prototype potion in the world, from the future, with hundreds of loyal men, and at least first-level strengthening power. Apart from the military and the constantly evolving zombies, Su Hao, who is familiar with history, can't think of anyone stronger than himself?

Now, someone actually stood up and said, "This is their territory."

This feels...it's really funny.

If you shot when you first came into contact with those people, things would not have turned out to be what you are now.

Su Hao doesn't like to kill people casually.

What's more, these people do not pose a real threat to themselves.

Perhaps, those young people subconsciously thought they would not shoot.

After all, there is only Su Hao here.

Xinyan is a girl who looks weak, and Yang Lulu is only nine years old.

They were obviously afraid of the guns in the hands of Su Hao and others. Therefore, they did not continue to argue. Three young men walked towards the oil tank on the side of the yard with a bucket. One of them climbed up to the top of the tank and unscrewed the iron lid, and inserted a hollow plastic tube. The other two were inhaling below and connected the gasoline extracted with the bucket. During this process, they kept looking at the position of the off-road vehicle, with their eyes alert and full of vigilance.

Xinyan looked for a while, shook her head, and said to Su Hao who was standing on the other end of the car: "It seems they can't do anything."

Su Hao smiled slightly and didn't say anything.

The oil tank on the ground in this kind of setting is not large, with a maximum capacity of no more than 300 liters. The reason for setting up this kind of thing is mainly to facilitate certain special uses. For example, a small amount of gasoline is required to wipe dirt and replenish some self-modified cars. Usually only large gas stations have such peripheral oil tanks, and the oil storage in them is usually not much, or even empty.

In the absence of power, the battery can be used to connect the main control equipment in the office to restore the entire gas station to operate again. This method is not a profound special discipline, but it is not a knowledge that everyone can master. Su Hao does not want to kill people because of irrelevant trivial matters, and these people do not have much conflict of interest with him. All he wants is fuel in the underground oil storage tank. As for the territory... Since the other party is tough, it is better to treat it as theirs.

It is not the first time that the three young men have pumped oil from an external oil tank. Soon, the two buckets were filled with gasoline. Su Hao looked at these people casually and found that almost two-thirds of the plastic pipe used to pump oil were inserted into the jar. Obviously, there was not much oil left in the jar.

The people did not pick up the oil barrel and left. They kept looking here, their greedy eyes circling above the off-road vehicle and gun, looking at Su Hao with interest, and Xinyan and Yang Lulu who were waiting beside them.

"Where did they get the gun?"

The man in a gray shirt said full of envy and jealousy: "That thing works much more than a knife. I said, should I go over and have a good chat with them? Mom's pussy, even women and little dolls are all in hand. These guys are so fucking generous. Especially that girl, she is pretty, with long legs and big breasts. I think she's happy after seeing it."

"If you don't want to die, just shut your mouth as soon as possible-----"

The young man who was called "Brother Tao" was cold and said with a gloomy face: "What if you get a gun? Will you use it? How to open the insurance? How to change the magazine? How to solve the problem of a jam? What is the difference between continuous shooting and point shooting? I just wanted to say something like you, what is "our territory"? Do you know who they are? Just say that kind of thing. It was already very good that the man didn't shoot at that time. If you want to die, get away as soon as possible and don't drag me down."

The reprimand was ruthless. The man in the gray shirt had a red face and his eyes kept releasing a fierce and cruel look. He bared his teeth, staring at the young man in the head like a wounded wolf, and the knife in his hand also posed an attacking position. Although it was dozens of meters away and with the enhanced keen vision, Su Hao still clearly saw the disdain and sarcasm in the eyes of "Brother Tao".

"...How could I get mixed up with such a low-powered and arrogant idiot?"

Lu Tao, also known as "Brother Tao", shook his head and his face was coldly silent.

From the outbreak of the virus to now, this kind of thought has emerged in his mind, and it has become increasingly strong.

He is a native and studied for a master's degree in the Chinese department of a prestigious university in the north.

Since last year, his parents have repeatedly called him to go home. The company where Lu Tao submitted the cover letter was also local, so he came back. According to his parents' wishes, he wore a new suit on May 11th and met a blind date in the park where the two families made a visit together.

It was a sweet-looking girl with a gentle personality. Lu Tao and the other party were both satisfied with each other, and the parents of both parties present were also very happy. The four old men even joked that "we will get married at this time next year", and teased them and urged them to have a child as soon as possible.

The cheerful and happy scene was first broken by Lu Tao's mother-in-law. The old woman in her sixties instantly turned into a zombie, hugging her daughter standing next to her like a wild dog, and biting her throat several times.

Everyone, including Lu Tao, was stunned to watch this scene. He felt his mind was very confused and everything in front of him was not real. It was not until a sudden huge force pushed him hard to the side that Lu Tao suddenly woke up from the chaotic and then discovered that his father had become a man-eating monster in a biochemical movie. If it weren't for his mother's efforts to push himself away and chew in the mouth full of hideous sharp teeth, it would be no longer his mother's face, but his shoulders, arms, and chest...

The whole park was in chaos, with help and screaming everywhere, and the clean road that had just been cleaned by sanitation workers was stained with blood. Almost all the old people who practiced in the park in the morning turned into zombies, howling and pounced on a karate coach who had black belts and made difficult kicks by the lake. The man was quickly torn to pieces, and even his head was broken from the struggle and divided into two halves.

The future mother-in-law lay on her blind date girlfriend and chewed around.

Next to it, the future father-in-law was torn off by a park manager who had worn a red armband but had already mutated.

A big hole was bitten by his father in his mother's abdomen. He took out his liver and chewed it in a big mouthful.

An old woman who was practicing in the morning a few meters away roared and rushed over, waving the sword in her hand and stabbed her hard into the back of her father's head. She was very brave. While drawing the sword to stab Lu Tao's future mother-in-law, she shouted and asked him to call the police. Before she finished speaking, a woman who had just mutated and wearing black bodybuilding pants had already grabbed the old woman's sword, dragged her hard to her face, and bit her throat.

The sunshine that day was as bright as usual, but the earth was full of blood.

Lu Tao has forgotten how he escaped from that terrible park.

He seemed to be picking up a tape recorder. The thing belonged to a group of morning practitioners practicing dance. At that time, he was still playing the cheerful "Today is a good day". Accompanied by Song Zuying's singing, Lu Tao waved the tape recorder like a madman, smashing the heads of several zombies in succession, and stumbled and escaped from the park.

The streets are more chaotic than in the park.

Many cars were collided together, and mutated zombies got up from under the wheels and rushed towards those who were full of horror. A patrol police car overturned in the middle of the road, and the zombies dragged the injured and unconscious police out of the car, tore them into pieces like a cake, and sat on the street holding the short limbs of human body and chewing them. The terrifying storm swept the entire city, screaming and crying everywhere. People kept jumping from the height of the building and falling to death, and waving zombie arms were stretched out from the window behind him. A woman in a suit skirt was stuck in the rain on the manhole cover and could not break free. She was chased by the mourning

The corpse pounced on the spot and chewed off from his ankle. There was also a middle-aged man who wanted to climb up the street tree on the side of the road, but was surrounded by zombies because his feet slipped down. He beat him around and roared out of the corpse group. The intestines slipped out of the broken belly of his abdomen and were caught by a zombie. The feeling of one person and one corpse was flying a kite. He covered his stomach and ran for more than ten meters away, and had to scream and run back, punching and kicking the zombies that bit their intestines and swallowed. Until the end, when they were submerged in the dense corpse group, the fierce and violent face was bloodless and pale, which made people feel heartbroken.

Lu Tao kept calling "110" repeatedly with his mobile phone. He quickly gave up this unhelpful behavior. Like himself, everyone on the street was doing the same thing. No matter where they were shouting for help, and a sharp and rapid car alarm came from a distance.

The chaos lasted for a long time, and Lu Tao hid in a garbage room on the side of the road. He took off his suit and covered his mouth and nose, covered his whole body with rotten and smelly discarded, hiding in a dirty corner, leaving cockroaches and other insects crawling around... Until he could no longer hear any signal in his phone, the noisy radio waves turned into blind voices, and the outside of the garbage room was silent, he crawled out of his hiding place, trying to open his eyes covered with feces, phlegm and tears, and looked desperately at the world of corpses and death.

He wandered on the street like a homeless dog, encountering zombies more than once in the process of finding food, and gradually realized that the head was the other party's weakness. With his experience in fighting in middle school, Lu Tao, who had practiced Sanda for two years, began to burst out with the power of revenge. He collected weapons such as sticks and knives and found a small room as a shelter. This kind of lone-like life lasted for several weeks. While going out to find food, he met a group of survivors with more than 200 people.

So, choose to join.
Chapter completed!