In the survival game, pretend to be a small white flower hammer to blast zombies

Chapter 82 Escape from the dam, many wounded

The gun was accidentally fired, and the bullet shot out, and it just hit the bearded arm.

The pain of being shot in the arm, the machete in the bearded hand fell to the ground with a clang.

The smell of blood attracted the zombies, Nan Xing covered his mouth in horror, but his eyes were bent.

"what--!!"

The bearded screams sounded, and all the zombies around the car surrounded them.

Someone wanted to climb into the RV, the driver's window was still open, but before they climbed in, they were ripped off by the zombies.

Nan Xing looked down at the bearded man being swallowed up by layers of zombies.

Because of this shot, a large number of zombies were attracted, and other survivors near the RV were also surrounded by zombies.

The scalp-numbing sound of gnawing flesh sounded, and the bright red blood splashed on the black caravan, giving it a weird aesthetic feeling.

Blood ran down the forehead, cheeks, lips, collarbone, and finally disappeared.

She didn't calm down until Changsheng hit her head with a stone. Changsheng was so strong that Nanxing's head was hit and bled.

At [-]:[-] noon, the convoy finally stopped at an abandoned gas station in the countryside.

Their supplies are all loaded in the car, and they can drive away directly. They can turn back after finding a safe place for water, fish, and fruits.

Ke'er's voice brought back Nan Xing's rationality, and tears welled up in his eyes, one after another.

"Yes!" Ping An mentioned Nan Xing, who was like a little chicken, but the car door couldn't be opened, so Ping An threw Nan Xing in from the half-open window.

"Lily, get in the car!" Ji'er came under Nan Xing's RV, and her car was parked near Nan Xing's RV.

The upper part of the abdomen is recovering well from the Type 2 medical bomb, so Nan Xing temporarily acted as a medical staff to help Old John.

Nan Xing sat on the spot dumbly, obviously petrified.

Stones, sand, even half an arm.

The zombies are close at hand.

Due to the machete, no one dared to step forward, so they could only sound a reminder.

……

is blood.

They didn't have time to wait for Lily to be alone, they could leave as long as they could, and forget it if they couldn't!

Abdominal trauma, exposed organs, and excessive blood loss, they can only fight in this environment.

Behind the two of them were Henry and the others, and the sound of the engine of the vehicle came from all around.

It is peace and longevity.

Before Nan Xing left, she seemed to have heard the cries and scolding of some survivors who were left behind and failed to get in the car in time, so she drove away without any hesitation.

The car stopped in an orderly manner on the deserted road, and the survivors sat quietly beside the car.

No one hesitated, and directly crushed the rushing zombies, and Henry and the others held up their guns and fired to clear the way for the cars behind, and soon the dam surrounded by zombies was left far behind.

"I need a hand...a clean and sterile environment." Old John looked at the wounded in front of him, helped his eyes and sighed helplessly.

These zombies don't know where they came from, it's better to leave as soon as possible.

"Lily, Lily, enough is enough, let's go."

"Ho-ho-!!" The zombie crawled towards Nanxing with its hands clasped on the ground, its mouth wide open with a ferocious face.

Nan Xing was not seriously injured, but his forehead was bleeding when Chang Sheng accidentally hit him with a stone, so he had to bandage it up and stick it with medical tape.

The zombies gathered more and more, and it would be too late if they didn't leave, so Nan Xing quickly started the vehicle and left behind the convoy of Ke'er and the others.

Ke'er said it was safe to throw it away, so he really threw it away.

What does it have to do with her?

Nan Xing wiped off the blood covering his eyes with a tissue, and concentrated on driving.

"Oh oh oh—here we come!" Nan Xing wiped away tears indiscriminately, his voice was still trembling, and he groped to find the ladder.

"Ouch——" Nan Xing held his dizzy head, his eyes were heavy, what's the matter.

"Lily!"

Weeds and moss are growing here, there are many cracks on the walls, and the metal paint is peeled off and rusted. It is very quiet and looks ghostly.

But Nan Xing couldn't listen to a word now, and fell into a state of madness.

Henry and the others watched Nan Xing sobbing and crying, while brandishing a machete, he chopped the zombie into a pulp.

They are ready to leave.

Nan Xing subconsciously clenched the handle of the machete, and the zombies flew over, frightened Nan Xing closed his eyes, and waved the machete indiscriminately.

Nan Xing was terrified by the scene in front of him, couldn't take it anymore, sobbed and cried, shrank on the RV and didn't dare to move.

The screams lingered in his ears, Nan Xing's eyebrows were curved, but he couldn't help but let out a sharp cry.

The wounded man in front of him was from the Rael camp. He was a good old man. He was scratched by zombies because he rescued the survivors of the processing factory. He had a big hole in his stomach and his intestines flowed out.

"Lily, we're leaving." Ping An's loud voice came, followed by the sound of the engine starting.

"Help—help—!!"

The zombies came so suddenly that everyone didn't expect it, and many survivors were injured.

Turning his head, Nan Xing met eyes with a zombie with only half of its body left.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

With corpses and limbs scattered all over the place, Nan Xing accidentally sat on a puddle of sticky liquid, his head was a little dazed, and he raised his hand in a daze.

"Safe, throw her into the cab!" Ke'er made a decisive decision and ordered immediately.

This unlucky guy was bleeding profusely, and the hemostatic medicine and tourniquets in the Leier camp were almost insufficient.

Among the crowded zombies, two loud voices slashed left and right, cutting a bloody path.

Hanging the ladder on the hook, Nan Xing climbed off the roof with weak hands and feet, and then slumped on the ground.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-!!!" Nan Xing fumbled wildly with his hands on the ground, throwing whatever he caught towards the zombies.

"Lily!"

Old John is a real doctor with more than [-] years of practice and rich experience. Nan Xing learned a lot of tricks and knowledge from him.

Most of the convoys are heavy trucks with high ground, so crushing zombies is not a problem.

Until Nan Xing touched something cold, it was the machete that the bearded man accidentally dropped on the ground.

On the other hand, Nan Xing held the exposed organs with a pale face, wrapped them in sterile medical gauze, and temporarily covered them with a clean and sterilized glass bowl to avoid more serious contamination.

Fortunately, Nan Xing's sharp eyes found Noda Seven behind the abandoned gas station.

After using professional medicine to stop the bleeding, Nan Xing stiffened and went to beat Noda Qi.

There were too many wounded, and there was only one professional doctor, John, and half-baked doctor, Granny Zhang. The members of Camp Rael could deal with trauma, but they were all injured.

Nan Xing, who had nothing to do, was so busy that he was dizzy and was about to be marinated in blood.

(End of this chapter)