zombie frenzy

Chapter 592 Midnight Fierce Bell
Benem raised his head and opened his mouth, holding up the bottle, pouring the last few drops of whiskey into his mouth.

During the nuclear bomb incident yesterday, he was the first to escape from New York despite the dissuasion of his companions. He was glad at first, but after waiting for the explosion for a long time, it turned into embarrassment. The crowd returned to the city one after another, but he felt helpless. Face to face, hiding in the outskirts of the city, not wanting to eat, drinking non-stop.

Fortunately, Guo Fei and the others dragged the corpses away with a net and burned them. Even if they stayed outside alone, they were still very safe, and there were no traces of any zombies.

The moon was bright above the head, the wind was blowing and the shadows were shaking, there were no zombies, and the insects that hadn't been heard for a long time began to appear.

Benim muttered, stood up with an empty wine bottle, staggered to the trunk of the car, and rummaged through the cardboard box.

A bottle of whiskey was quietly in the corner of the cardboard box. Benim yelled and reached out to pick it up, but stopped and rubbed his eyes, trying to shake off the unconsciousness in his mind.

The wine was shaking in the bottle, and the body of the bottle collided with the glass bottle next to it, making a tinkling sound, which was particularly loud in the silent night.

Benim was a little dazed, put his hands on the floor of the rear box, stared straight at it, and said doubtfully, "It's an earthquake, or am I too strong?"

While he was in a daze, a strong light shone from his back, illuminating the trunk of the car clearly, and then the loud sound of the engine came over.

Covering his face with his hands, Benim turned around, frowned and looked at the light and shadow in the distance, "Damn idiot, do you need to drive so loudly?"

At this moment, he thought of those runaways before the catastrophe, midnight, racing, drunk driving, and excitement.

"Damn it, that means there are no zombies, or else I'll see where you drive." Benim muttered, pulled out the wine bottle, twisted off the bottle cap, and gulped a big gulp into his mouth.

The roar was approaching quickly, and the sound became louder and louder. The horn, music, and the roar of the engine became one.

Under the moonlight, behind the powerful headlights, there seemed to be large patches of red spots that he was familiar with. The ground shook crazily, and countless hoo hoo sounds came from his ears.

"Drunk." Benim whispered, shaking his head vigorously, and waved at the Cadillac flying past him, "Hurry up, they will catch up with you."

What responded to him was the continuous sound of the horn, the car window was wide open, and the music inside was deafening. A cool man wearing sunglasses glanced coldly at the side, raised his hand, and returned a military salute beside his head .

"Interesting guy." Benim shook his body, lifted the bottle and poured it into his mouth, and looked behind the Cadillac.

The cold wine flowed down his mouth all over his body, and he froze in place all of a sudden, his eyes widened, looking at the large blood-red spots that were approaching rapidly.

"Zombies, damn it, this is a group of corpses."

Benim came to his senses, screamed and threw the wine bottle, and scrambled towards the cab.

With trembling fingers, he pinched the key and twisted it. The engine idled weakly for a couple of times, but there was no ignition and roar.

"Get up, get up quickly." Benim thumped the steering wheel.

With another twist, a puff of blue smoke spewed out from the exhaust pipe, and the pickup truck parked obliquely in the two big trees on the side of the road quickly backed out. There was a loud sound, and the car door rolled over and fell down.

Benim stepped on the accelerator vigorously, the steering wheel circled, the body retreated flexibly, changed direction on the spot, roared, and chased the Cadillac in the distance.

"Damn idiot, where did he provoke so many monsters?" Benim yelled loudly, looking nervously at the beating figures behind him from the rearview mirror.

It's just that I haven't seen such a figure for a few days, and I feel a little unaccustomed to it. I can't tell whether it's fear, numbness, or excitement. Benim chased the car in front and rushed towards Times Square.

"and also?"

Benim looked around nervously, and suddenly found that there was still such a bright light looming on the street not far away, walking forward with them.

"Shit, I didn't come here by myself." Bannim was completely awake, screamed, and reached out to touch the co-pilot's seat.

This is a conspiracy, there is no nuclear bomb, just another way to deal with the survivors here.

Benim reached out and slapped himself on the face a few times, muttering angrily, and stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom. He tried to find a way to rush to the front and find a route away from Times Square to escape.

"Where's the walkie-talkie? Damn it, come out." Benim yelled loudly.

A few companions are still staying in the city. Although everyone disagrees and separates, it is impossible for him to ignore death and leave without even notifying him. Moreover, he also wants to rely on his companions to spread the news as soon as possible. Pass it to Guo Fei and the others.

A large group of zombies, these guys have been wiped out so much that Benim can't see how many monsters are following behind him, but he doesn't think this will be able to drive Guo Fei to a dead end.

"It's better to drop a nuclear bomb."

Benim muttered softly, stretched out his hand from the window contemptuously, and raised his middle finger at the taillights of the Cadillac ahead, "Idiot, haven't you seen them set fire?"

Bang bang bang.

There was the sound of zombies rushing and colliding in the back of the car. Benim looked back, but he was not too flustered. He stepped on the accelerator hard, shook the steering wheel from side to side, and shook off a few waving claws. On the seat, a small shadow slammed against the door, making his eyes brighten up instantly.

"Got you."

Benim shouted excitedly, with one hand on the steering wheel, his body tilted, and he stretched out his arms to grab the walkie-talkie rolled aside.

If you want to inform your companions and let them pass the information to Guo Fei, you can’t rely on driving. All your hopes are here. If you don’t succeed, you won’t lose anything to him. Thanks to this credit, he might be the first one to evolve.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. Benim's fingers touched the walkie-talkie, and just as he was about to hold it in his hand, the wheels bumped, and the walkie-talkie bounced off the seat, rolled and fell under the front seat.

"Damn it, damn it."

Benim cursed loudly, shook his head, tried to wake himself up, shook off the smell of alcohol in his mind, widened his eyes, and after seeing the road ahead, he bent down and reached out his hand to touch under the front seat .

The man disappeared in the car, pointing the direction with one hand, lying on the co-pilot's seat, and stretched out his hand to search underneath. Suddenly, the body seemed to hit something, the right wheel suddenly jumped up, the pickup truck tilted up, and the engine idling After flying forward for more than ten meters, it finally fell to the ground completely, pulled out a large piece of sparks, creaked, and rubbed and slid forward all the way, and then stopped slowly after tens of meters away down.

"What happened? Where am I?" Benim was lying in the car covered in blood, looking around blankly.

In the distance, the red taillights were moving away from him quickly, and he turned his head slowly. Behind him, through the car window, he could see countless blood-red spots approaching rapidly.

"Walkie, it seems that something important has been forgotten."

The black shadow in his hand was placed in front of him, blood was pouring into his eyes, the blood was so red that he couldn't see clearly, but he only vaguely remembered that he seemed to have something important to contact with this phone.

Bang bang bang.

Before he could figure it out, the car body was surrounded and submerged by countless zombies, and the iron sheet was slapped with the palm of his hand. The powerful corpse king turned the pickup truck vigorously, turned it back, and dumped Benny, who smelled of alcohol and was covered in blood, inside. Tom is exposed to the line of sight.

"what……"

……

Guo Fei sat up suddenly, panting heavily, staring blankly at the screen in front of him, and it took him a long time to slowly come back to his senses.

"Have a nightmare?"

Mia, who fell asleep lying on the table next to her, was awakened by him, rubbed her eyes and asked in a low voice.

"I don't know why, but I feel uneasy." Guo Fei panted, "It seems that something dangerous is about to happen."

"Are the missiles coming?" Miya looked up at the big screen in front of her and shook her head, "No, the radar didn't find anything."

Guo Fei blinked and said, "I don't know what it is, it doesn't feel good anyway."

"You're too tired." Mia stood up, walked aside and poured him a cup of coffee.

After regaining New York City, it can be said that there are all kinds of resources. Coffee can only be regarded as the most common. If you want Cuban cigars, you can find several large boxes here.

"Thank you."

Guo Fei took the coffee, smiled reluctantly, drank it absent-mindedly, clicked on the screen, and kept changing the screen.

After searching for information all night, he fell asleep on the supercomputer without knowing it, and even brought Miya to accompany him here for half the night.

Larry and the others were all asleep too, and even the major on duty at night collapsed on a chair, snoring loudly.

"You're just too tired." Miya walked behind him and rubbed his head gently, "You don't need to rest for one night, and go over the day after tomorrow, anyway, they can't escape."

"No, settle it sooner and feel more at ease." Guo Fei said, "I always feel that these lunatics won't just give up like this."

Miya rubbed gently, looked up at the jumping picture in front of her, and said in a low voice, "What else can we do? The missile was shot down by us, and the nuclear bomb didn't dare to throw it. Could it be that he brought people to kill him?" ?”

"Stop, stop." Mia suddenly shouted, pointing at the screen, "Brother Fei, go back two screens."

The major was awakened, sat up suddenly, and shouted loudly, "A missile is coming? Is it a missile?"

Guo Fei looked at the dark picture and asked, "What's wrong? There's nothing."

"No, I saw something on it just now." Mia shook her head and said, "Did you make a mistake in the picture?"

The major walked over, "I'll do it."

It's dark, and you still can't see anything. The satellite is hundreds of kilometers above your head. It is really difficult to capture the changes in the dark night.

"Something really appeared." Mia bit her lip and said, "It disappeared after shaking, it seems to be a car light."

"Maybe someone can't sleep and drive at night." Guo Fei said, seeing Miya's expression, recalling his own feelings just now, and said to the major, "Look around again, maybe something unexpected happened."

On the big screen, the instant satellite cloud image was divided into tens or hundreds of images, and the supercomputer was running at full speed, buzzing, comparing the differences between the images in the two seconds before and after.

"There it is," cried the major.

It was searched out by the powerful computing power in just a few seconds, and several consecutive images were projected, the image was enlarged, the headlights were shaking in front, and looking at the trajectory, it was speeding in the direction of Times Square.

"What's that in the back?" Guo Fei stood up, his eyes widened, and he pointed at the large black shadow behind the headlights.

Zoom in, zoom in again, adjust light and dark, and the image becomes clearer.

"The corpses, damn it, someone attracted the corpses." Guo Fei yelled loudly, picked up the walkie-talkie and yelled loudly, "Everyone is up, the enemy is attacking, the enemy is attacking."

(End of this chapter)