zombie frenzy

Chapter 99

The zombie wandered in the wilderness in a daze, and the sun shone from the intersection of the sky and the earth, dragging a long figure behind it.

A bird flew over its head, was rushed by the rising breath, and its body fell suddenly. It didn't react until it was more than ten meters away from the zombie. It flapped its wings desperately, pulled its body to the sky, and screamed leave.

The monster stopped in its tracks and stared blankly at the flying bird, without blinking its blood-red eyes, until the flying bird disappeared from the field of vision, then it slowly shook and continued to go to the distance.

The loose steel cable dragged under the feet, stretching for more than ten meters. Every step made a rattling sound, rolling the mud on the ground, breaking the weeds that came out, and forming an irregular sweep behind it. , looks like a giant python crawling across the ground.

At the beginning, the zombie stopped to check carefully, but after a long time, it seemed to know that the sound was made by itself, so it didn't care about it anymore, and it didn't know how to take off the steel cable around the ankle, just like this forward.

A puff of smoke rose from a very far away place, rushing towards the sky like a giant dragon, and coming here quickly.

The soil particles on the ground began to dance slightly. The zombie lowered his head, looked at his feet, and then raised his head to look into the distance.

A familiar aura came from a long distance, making it not go berserk because of the sound, but just watching silently, as if waiting for the arrival of those companions.

There is nothing in its mind, it is blank.

The familiar feeling came from the blood, from the body, and it naturally knew that those distant objects were gathered by its companions. However, as the tide of corpses approached, there was a strange emotion in the eyes of the zombies.

doubt.

Inexplicably, this idea appeared in its mind, why did it run?
Looking into the distance suspiciously, the zombies swayed and slowly approached each other. Their blood-red eyes blankly scanned the tide of corpses, examining each of their companions.

The ones rushing to the forefront are those monsters whose evolution is closer to agility speed, maybe because they devour their companions too little brains, these monsters are just on the edge of evolution, and they are far from the level of mutated zombies, just because they are faster. less.

The monsters are getting closer.

The zombies stopped and stood there looking at them, feeling an inexplicable irritability in their hearts.

It seems that I have had bad contact with these monsters and left unforgettable memories. The eyes of the zombies are much brighter, the body is shaking slightly, the hands are drooping, and the five fingers are slightly bent, but they did not rush forward because of this, just Looking at each other so coldly.

The tide of corpses approached here quickly, and did not hit it head-on. Judging from the trajectory, it probably passed by it more than ten meters away.

The leading agile monsters looked at this lonely companion. As the distance got closer, a powerful aura appeared in their hearts, making these monsters slow down a little, and their blood-red eyes gradually lit up. Wanting to kill them, but with a trace of fear, in this entanglement, the two quickly narrowed the distance.

Ho ho.

A monster finally couldn't bear the temptation in his heart, screamed loudly, broke away from the team, and flung himself in front of the zombie in a blink of an eye.

When the leading zombies saw a companion rushing out, they were stunned for a moment, their steps became slower, and then they screamed and waved their hands to turn around and rush over.

That breath made these zombies feel that as long as they swallowed it, they would definitely be able to evolve successfully, which was more effective than the brains of ten or hundreds of companions.

Just instinct, just the instinct of the body to make them respond.

These monsters that have lost their minds rely on natural reactions to act, which is one of the reasons why they stopped killing their companions after they accidentally devoured their companions' brains and started to mutate.

It is too difficult to sublimate oneself by relying on companions who have not embarked on the evolutionary path at all, and the companions gathered together instinctively feel that they are not easy to provoke, and a danger hangs over their heads, as if as long as there is Whoever moves first will take advantage of the opportunity, and not only will the target be snatched away, but he may not escape death.

Now there is a lonely zombie in front of me. Although the aura is extremely powerful, the monsters gather together and feel as if they are ten thousand times stronger. Under the temptation in their hearts, they rushed over fearlessly, wanting to rely on the number Go kill each other.

There was confusion and restlessness in the team. Not all the zombies were lost in the temptation. Most of the zombies moved away in fear, and began to quicken their pace, quickly leaving this dangerous area and heading for the distance.

Roar.

The zombie suddenly raised its head and roared loudly, a kind of offended rage gushed out, its eyes instantly turned blood red, its body leaned forward with restraint, and a series of afterimages were drawn across the air by its lowered arms.

Bang.

The head of the zombie that was thrown out first exploded like a watermelon, and the body flew a few meters away as soon as it approached. The brain mixed with dirty blood slowly soaked in the yellow soil, and the body twitched helplessly and gradually became stiff.

Its speed was as fast as lightning, and its blow was faster than that of an agile monster, making it die before it could even see clearly.

The few zombies that followed backed away in horror, a bit faster than the pounce just now, trembling and looking at each other, wanting to move forward, but no longer have the spirit of adventure Come, look at each other, hesitant.

The zombies looked down at the blood on their palms, took a step forward, and roared loudly at the zombies.

The monsters panicked and took a few steps back nervously. Their blood-red eyes began to dim, and their bodies shook non-stop. Finally, they slowly bent down and cast their eyes on the ground, not daring to look directly at each other.

The zombies looked at each other uninterestedly, and swayed towards the dead monster. When the zombies turned around, they frantically fled away to the distance. Shattered, after bowing his head to show weakness and handing over his life to the other party, he was even more courageous, broke out at an incomparable speed, quickly chased his companions, and ran away to the distance.

The zombie didn't look at these companions, swayed to the front and squatted down.

The white brain was mixed with black blood. The zombie hesitated, and slowly stretched out his fingers, stirred the brain a few times and held it in front of him.

There is a thought in my heart that keeps shouting, let it be swallowed.

A faint breath came out, as if it smelled good, the zombie couldn't help but open its mouth.

Suddenly, another voice appeared in his mind, trying his best to prevent it from swallowing. The two voices roared in his mind, mixing together, making it stand still, with his fingers resting on his mouth. It slid down and fell to the ground with a tick.

The instinct of the body tempted it, although these objects could not make it half powerful, but they attracted its attention like delicious food, and the zombie couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva that didn't actually exist.

However, the voice in his head was shouting crazily, like a stormy sea, setting off storms in his mind, trying his best to resist its body from swallowing it.

The zombie's body trembled, and its fingers moved slowly, approaching the mouth for a while, and gradually moving away for a while.

You can't eat it, you will be a monster if you eat it.

The voice became louder and louder, and the zombie looked at the brains on his fingers with a struggling look in his eyes.

monster?What is a monster?

Amidst the roar, the zombie suddenly had an idea, and doubts arose during the struggle.

Rumble.

Another wave of zombies passed by behind him. This time, seeing the corpses lying on the ground, no one dared to take the initiative to approach them. They just watched silently and ran away quickly.

The zombie screamed suddenly and stood up, shaking his palm vigorously, as if trying to shake off the brains stuck to his fingers.

Trying to control himself, he turned his head to the side.

The zombie was panting heavily, and his eyes became even redder, almost bleeding out.

It didn't know why, but it finally obeyed the voice in its head and resisted the instinct of its body, which made it very uncomfortable, and it started to move away from the corpse on the ground.

As it moved away, its eyes gradually dimmed. It had no mind, and it just forgot about it in a short while. The breath slowly converged, and the thin figure swayed in the smoke and dust, looking so small, like a A lone ranger, wandering the land alone.

The wilderness is full of thick dust, and it only took a while to cover it with a layer of khaki tulle.

The zombie followed the direction of the departing companion, swayed, and slowly left here.

Behind him, the third wave of zombies chased up, the footsteps shook until the soil became loose, and the endless tide of corpses finally came, submerging it in an instant.

A zombie bumped into it while running, causing it to stagger a few steps.

The zombie's eyes lit up, and its violent aura rolled over. Just as it was about to wave its hand to overthrow this annoying companion, it saw the other party staring straight ahead blankly, and followed the team to leave it quickly.

The palm stopped in mid-air, and the zombie looked at it suspiciously.

Inside the tide of corpses, it is like a pillar holding back the big waves. The powerful aura it exudes slightly makes many zombies dodge slightly, but there are still many zombies hitting up one after another, making it stagger continuously , until it gradually began to move its feet, following the rhythm of the team.

The zombie followed the team blankly. It forgot why it ran, forgot that a companion tried to kill it just now, and forgot how many women appeared and left before.

The footsteps are not too fast or slow, just follow someone, the zombie gradually fell to the rear in the team, separated from the companions in front, and beside it, there are old, weak, sick and disabled monsters, one by one, they are trying to move forward, slowly. Slowly pass it over.

The zombie was in a daze with a hint of doubt. There was no living person in front of it. It didn't understand why these companions followed the sound so closely.

It had already forgotten the existence of those agile monsters in front of it, even if it hadn't forgotten, it couldn't understand why those monsters acted so strangely.

Unknowingly running a long distance, the zombie has turned into a native, the grayish-brown skin on his body is covered by the loess, and the sand is falling down from the non-stop rustling while running.

Run, keep running.

It gradually regarded this as an instinct, and followed it blankly, leaving behind the doubts that just appeared, the passage of time, making it forget everything, only knowing to follow the team forward, as if this is the meaning of its life, Until a crisp sound suddenly sounded in front of him.

The zombie stopped, turned its head sideways, and listened to the sound echoing in the sky.

This sound gave it an extremely familiar feeling, as if it had been with this sound for a long, long time.

Bang bang bang.

Gunshots rang out continuously, and the zombie listened dully. A tear slowly flowed down from the corner of his eye, along his face, taking away the mud, revealing the gray-brown skin inside.

(End of this chapter)