This is apocalyptic

Chapter 158 157: I can too

The heavy iron door slammed shut.

The captain looked around and still felt that this place was weird. There was no doubt that the wildfire was set by that thing.

The zombie closed his eyes as soon as he entered the cage, as if he was indifferent to everything.

He was thinking.

How could someone come to arrest me?

If there were any clues revealed along the way, it would have taken more than a year to send people out from the safe zone to search.

But along the way, it seemed that his identity had not been exposed.

What is going wrong?
Such sophisticated equipment can obviously only be possessed in the safe zone.

How did they come? How many people came?

in the car.

"What was it looking at before getting on the car?" He asked suddenly while sitting in the car and the driver was driving on the dirt road and the car suddenly jolted.

The zombie's actions just now gave him a bad feeling, but he couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Want to escape?"

"I feel uneasy too." The palms of a person sitting on the left were sweaty. Before setting off, none of them had expected to see such a scene.

Compared to seeing an unusually strong and violent zombie in the ruins of the city, the captive monsters seen in the village today are truly chilling.

"It must be because it went too smoothly. Don't overthink it." said another person.

The car fell silent.

After a while, the captain, who had been silent, asked, "What did you just say?"

They looked at each other, "We didn't talk."

"He just said...it went too smoothly." The captain frowned. He also felt that something was wrong. He kept thinking of those scarlet yet unusually calm eyes.

"Faced with four submachine guns, it will surrender if it has reason. It's not like those zombies that just rush forward with their heads down. A wise man is a wise man... It seems to recognize that we are in the safe zone at first sight." The man said thoughtfully.

"Where else can we find such sophisticated equipment besides the safe zone? If we had known there was such a fucking big zombie, we would have waited for backup to surround it and sniped its legs first." Another man looked down at the gun and said, "I was sweating at the time, worried that it wouldn't recognize the gun, but luckily it knows a lot."

“Knows a lot? Zombies know a lot?” The driver laughed. “Is it… Hey, do you think it is very familiar with the safe zone’s combat methods, so it cooperates so well? It seems to be really smart. It can see through our origins at a glance and then cooperates obediently. Is it really a zombie and not a human?”

"It's a bit risky. We should observe from a distance until we're done and wait for the rest of the team to arrive."

"I'll observe every place I see smoke for three to five days. I won't be able to finish the investigation by this time next year. I really don't want to stay in this broken place any longer. I want to set fire to the ruins."

"It's not quite the same as the mission description. Maybe there are other things. Next time, I must observe and wait for support..."

The captain, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened them and said, "Stop the car!"

The bumpy car braked suddenly.

Several people looked at him.

He stared ahead, gripping his gun tightly, and said after a moment: "Two people go to the carriage and keep an eye on it."

The remaining people looked at each other.

The captain instructed: "Xiao Liu, you..."

At this moment, the car that had originally stopped shook again, and a muffled sound came from the roof.

The car suddenly fell silent.

On the co-pilot's seat, a drop of cold sweat ran down the captain's forehead.

After an unknown amount of time, the person in the back seat pursed his dry lips and said, "What happened? Did the car bump again just now?"

He gripped the gun tightly and looked at the roof of the car.

No one else spoke.

The captain raised his head and looked at the roof of the car without saying a word.

Wilderness, sky, dirt roads.

There was another slight sound, this time coming from the right rear part of the car, and everyone felt nervous.

It rang four times in succession, as if something was hitting the back of the car and also hitting their hearts.

"It's just an animal. Xiaoliu, go check the situation." The captain instructed.

"team leader……"

"obey orders!"

The man called Xiaoliu gritted his teeth, opened the door and got out. Several people watched him crouch down and look at the roof of the car. The next moment, he slid to the ground, as if he was dragged away by something, and then there was no movement. Another person slammed the door shut.

A chilly atmosphere spread in the car.

"Drive!" the captain ordered.

The driver started the car in a hurry and drove forward with the engine roaring. In the rearview mirror, he could see a distorted figure on the ground. He was dead before he could even scream.

After driving forward for a while, the car suddenly stopped again.

Seeing the captain looking over, the driver breathed rapidly and said, "No, no gas!"

"How could there be no oil! Obviously..." The captain was shocked and angry, then he remembered the few slight noises just now and his face turned pale.

"It doesn't matter, the car is sealed... As long as we don't go out, it can't get in. We can just wait here for help!" The person in the back seat said in panic, "Let's call for help!"

Without a car, it is difficult to move in the ruins. Even if there are no terrible things, it is still a deadly place, not to mention the current situation.

The specially made bulletproof vehicle seemed like a steel tomb at this moment, and they could almost hear the sound of their own hearts beating.

This is a real ruin, twenty years after the apocalypse, far away from civilization.

The car had only been driving for about ten minutes. Apparently, the road was difficult to drive on, so they didn't drive very far.

Bang!
There was a loud bang from the car body glass, and a light white mark left by the bullet appeared on the front side glass.

Several people turned their heads suddenly and looked at the marks on the glass.

Bang!
Another sound was heard, and another mark appeared almost next to the place that had just been attacked.

There was no more noise afterwards and the people in the car breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wait... spare fuel!" the driver suddenly said.

As if responding to his words.

Water suddenly flowed down the glass, flowing down the window, and at the same time a thick big hand dropped from the roof, knocked on the front window, and hooked a finger. The captain held a grenade in his hand, looking at the pouring fuel with fear in his eyes - he didn't know if it was a coincidence, or it saw through his intentions.

The big hand knocked on the car window again, then retracted.

This creepy action made several people's scalps tingle, and they seemed to see those scarlet eyes without a trace of emotion again.

The driver turned the car key hard and stepped on the accelerator, as if expecting a miracle to happen.

The captain and the driver looked at each other.

Go out...or don't go out.

Rather than being burned to death inside, it’s better to go outside and face that horrible creature…

The captain regretted firing that shot at this point.

"What should I do?" The driver suddenly collapsed in his seat.

This car can defend against attacks from those monsters, but it... can use fire.

"How could this be?"

"This is a trap, damn it...we shouldn't be so reckless!"

“Who knew there were zombies here!”

“We didn’t understand it, and it didn’t understand us — but now we’ve been figured out.”

In the open area, their firepower was enough to suppress any living creature, but the bulletproof vehicle now trapped them.

The captain was thinking, if he observed from a distance for three to five days, encountered it not so suddenly, and then patiently called for help... would everything be fine.

If it resists at that time, use a gun to seriously injure it in an open area...

The credit that was just in hand turned into a desperate situation in the blink of an eye.

The person in the back seat had a pale face. He suddenly opened the car door a crack, extended a submachine gun through the gap, and fired at the direction of the roof of the car where his big hand had just been lowered.

The roar of the gunshot seemed to burst his eardrums in this small space. His arms were shaking from the recoil, and the muzzle of the gun was roaring at an angle.

The next moment a steel bar poked in from the gap in the car door and nailed to the seat, while his arm was grabbed by a bloody hand and pulled hard!
In a short moment, the gunfire subsided and the person in the back seat was dragged out of the car screaming.

The car door was wide open and blocked by a steel bar removed from the cage. The door could be closed by simply pulling it out, but no one dared to move.

That was another trap.

"I, I can also be kept in captivity..." the driver heard himself say.

"Aren't you going to close the door?" A low and hoarse voice came from outside the car.

(End of this chapter)