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Chapter 405: Chapter 405: The Invisible Material Warehouse

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    The convoy slowly stopped at the entrance of the expressway, and the continuous car accident scene appeared in Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes again. The end of the world is coming, and all people will move closer to the big cities. It seems that only in the big cities can they be safe.  In this way, they became the group that died the fastest.

    It's one thing to think about it, but it's another thing to do it. There are more vehicles going to Wh in the surrounding area than here. The densely packed vehicles in front make Zhang Xiaoqiang's scalp tingle. If he really relies on people to pull his shoulders  Carry, they have to work until next month.

    The entrance is no different from what Zhang Xiaoqiang saw last time, except that there are more vehicles and more zombies. The old way, Zhang Xiaoqiang uses the loudspeaker of the big truck to make noise.  Leaning towards this side, the zombies approaching fell down in short bursts from the 95-style rifle.

    When the zombies who could come by themselves were shot one after another, Zhang Xiaoqiang finally confirmed that there were no Type 2 zombies here. In fact, this is not surprising. Although there are many vehicles here, a large part of them are actually burned. When the vehicles are burning, they will also burn.  If some zombies die, the density of zombies will decrease, and the probability of high-level zombies will also decrease. There are no living people to replenish them. It is not bad to have dozens of evolved zombies.

    The moving zombies were shot, and some zombies were trapped in the dead end and couldn't get out. Guo Fei, who had already been unable to restrain himself, charged forward with a long knife. Only killing could release the madness in his heart. After Guo Fei, it was  Ding Luo, Ding Luo never expresses himself deliberately, he always shows up whenever he can be used, he is the old scalper in the team.

    Behind Guo Fei and Ding Luo came the logistics team. After Zhang Xiaoqiang left the base, he would have no source of soldiers. Then these village names who used to be snatched by the zombies became his backup source of soldiers. Zhang Xiaoqiang let these people  Going forward to fight zombies with cold weapons is also the idea of ??training soldiers.

    There are not many zombies left, and after three or two strokes, those zombies died aggrieved in the corner where they hid. The team members dragged the zombies to a distance and poured gasoline on them one after another.  Afterwards, the speed of decay was very fast, and the stench that seemed to be substantial brought Zhang Xiaoqiang and the others a lot of trouble, and disposing of the corpse became an indispensable task.

    The doctor who hadn't seen his face since he joined the convoy appeared. He walked up to the pile of corpses, shaking his thick-bottomed round-rimmed glasses, and carefully looked at the zombie corpses.

    Looking at it was enough, he actually used his rubber-gloved hands to rummage through the pile of zombies, still muttering in his mouth: "Not strong enough, not fat enough, too small, can't be broken  "

    The doctor's posture of rummaging through cabbages among the zombies scared the team members around. They didn't know if the doctor was a researcher in a mental hospital. Even if they were killed in the future, they would not dare to find this newcomer.  doctor visit.

    Unlike the team members, the members of the logistics team have long been used to it. When they see a doctor for a checkup, some people will go up and ask if they want to help.

    The doctor got what he wanted, and the rest was burned. In the raging flames, the zombies entrenched at the intersection of the highway disappeared in smoke.

    Now that a decision has been made, no matter how difficult it is, a temporary camp is built, and the dilapidated buses that have been towed one after another are used as walls, tents are erected in the middle of the camp, and women are organized into a team to go to a nearby village.  Xiao Shantou went to collect firewood, and three scout vehicles were also released to scout around.

    The people below are busy. Zhang Xiaoqiang stands on the roof of a truck and looks into the distance. "A leader must look like a leader."  He found a big truck that was overturned on the side of the road. The big truck had a well-known brand logo printed on it. Seeing the intact compartment, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart moved.

    The compartment was cut open by Zhang Xiaoqiang with the Mouse King Blade, revealing the large cardboard boxes tightly sealed with sealing glue. He casually lifted one and rolled it out and fell to the ground. He kicked it.  The weight, cut open the carton, pulled up the opening and tore it open, countless metal cans rolled out.

    Looking at the metal jars under his feet, Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled triumphantly. Those are all jars of eight-treasure porridge. It is certain that there is a container of eight-treasure porridge here. The nutrition of eight-treasure porridge is much higher than that of white rice. These eight-treasure porridge are enough for more than a hundred people to eat for a long time.  time.

    The team members happily carried the eight-treasure porridge, and some impatient people had opened the seal and poured it directly into their mouths. Zhang Xiaoqiang was not angry, they picked it all up, as long as they didn't waste it, they opened it and ate it.

    The ones that don¡¯t require money are the best. Zhang Xiaoqiang happily watched each piece of eight-treasure porridge being moved to the camp. Yang Ke¡¯er and Miaomiao were each holding a can and drinking slowly, and the two puppies kept watching them.  feetShe acted like a baby, but her eyes were staring blankly at the mouths of the two, and Yuan Yi had already planned to have eight-treasure porridge as the staple food for dinner.

    Everyone was rejoicing at the harvest of delicious food, Zhang Xiaoqiang was thinking about the reasons behind it, it seemed to be just an ordinary truck, Zhang Xiaoqiang remembered what he had harvested in the cave and the preparation office, and the virus that broke out near the end of the year,  At that time, supermarkets were busy selling goods, and ordinary people had already started preparing new year's goods, so the goods produced by manufacturers might be several times the usual amount.

    Inland goods are transported by trucks. In order to catch up with time, they usually take the expressway. As long as they get on the expressway, it means that a large number of New Year¡¯s goods are thrown on the expressway. In other words, the expressway itself  It becomes a huge warehouse with all kinds of materials, as long as you find those trucks.

    Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart became hot. As long as he has enough supplies in his hands, he doesn't have to look at other people's faces to eat no matter where he goes.  It will be doubled, and the preparations for going to sea will be more adequate.

    The more he thought about it, the smoother his thoughts became. Zhang Xiaoqiang turned around and walked towards the camp. These things need to be carefully planned. It seems that he has already seen the future and he will lead people to sail on the sea to find a paradise.

    Fate is impermanent, Zhang Xiaoqiang will never be able to guess what kind of encounters and difficulties he will face in the future, these things are just castles in the sky for the time being, if they really go to sea, the various mutant beasts in the sea will not mind sending them away.  A delicious meal at your doorstep.

    Just when Zhang Xiaoqiang was about to enter the camp, a burst of engine roar from a high-powered car came from a distance. All the carts in the convoy were in the camp, and those carts were obviously not camp carts.

    "Be on alert" Following Zhang Xiaoqiang's loud shout, the team members threw the eight-treasure porridge on their shoulders to the ground one after another, took off the rifles on their shoulders, and stood guard in the direction of the sound.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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