Apocalyptic Mechanical Chariot

After Han Feng finished taking a bath, he found that Wang Yingyu was lying on the sofa and seemed to be asleep.

However, he could tell at a glance that Wang Yingyu's shoulders were shaking slightly, as if she was trying her best to suppress her emotions.

"She was pretending to be strong just now." Han Feng probably knew why Wang Yingyu was hiding in the corner and crying alone. It must be very uncomfortable to lose both parents on the same day. He couldn't say much about this kind of thing, so he could only let it go Time fades slowly.

Then Han Feng didn't say a word and just rolled over on his single bed. There was no words between the two of them all night.

Early the next morning, just after dawn, Han Feng heard Wang Yingyu roll over and get up. She walked quietly to the small kitchen in the living area, took out two eggs from the car refrigerator, turned on the induction cooker, and poured a little cooking oil. Prepare omelette.

While Wang Yingyu was frying eggs, Han Feng walked up behind her quietly and said, "You don't actually have to do this."

Wang Yingyu, who was frying eggs, didn't even look back. She just stared at the frying pan in front of her silently and gently turned the spatula in her hand: "I just want to find as many things to do as possible. I don't want to keep thinking about making myself unhappy." matter."

After Han Feng persuaded him once, he didn't waste any more words. He picked up two plates and put them in Wang Yingyu's hand: "Okay, let's get ready to go after breakfast."

After the two had breakfast, Han Feng restarted the Unimog RV and embarked on the unknown road again.

As the sun rises, the morning mist is slowly dissipating. Zhujialing was originally a small hill. Most of the trees growing in the mountain forest are camphor trees. The tall crowns block the endless heat of the sun in the sky. A hint of coolness filtered in through the cracks in the car window.

However, Han Feng and Wang Yingyu obviously didn't have time, so they slowly enjoyed the leisurely atmosphere here. The Unimog RV quickly passed through Zhujialing and sped towards the urban area of ​​Wuxiao City.

Wangcun is located between Zhujialing and Wuxiao City. The village is only about ten minutes' drive from the suburbs of Wuxiao City. Before the end of the world, drivers who went to Wuxiao City to deliver goods would often have a meal and rest in Wangcun.

After the apocalyptic virus broke out, Wangcun also suffered a devastating disaster. A large number of young people in the village left the village and went to work at the small commodity wholesale market in Wuxiao City. The remaining old and weak people had no way to escape from the zombies. The pursuers turned into zombies one after another.

However, a transport convoy passing by Wangcun saw that the situation was not good and immediately hid with the goods in a nearby ravine and escaped the disaster.

The ravine next to Wang Village is actually a half-excavated hillside. Since the state did not allow private excavation of mountains and soil, most of this industry has been banned, leaving only traces of mining in the past.

Now, in this abandoned borrow yard, there are five large trucks loaded with goods parked, leaving a bunch of messy ruts on the site. A man in his thirties is jumping out of his truck and walking. When he came to the front of a large red truck, he asked with a worried look on his face: "Brother Zhao Zheng, we have been hiding in this ravine for two days, when can we leave? You said the country will organize a rescue? But now even the mobile phone signal is gone, and I don’t know whether the mother-in-law at home is dead or alive."

"Why are you so anxious? There are seniors and juniors here. You saw what happened at that time. Those villagers who were fine before suddenly turned into monsters. Do you think it's scary? I've seen a lot of them before. "Novel, these things are called zombies. If you are bitten by them, even if you just scratch your skin, it will not save you." Hearing the sound coming from under the car, Zhao Zheng, who had four or five deep wrinkles on his forehead, started to Jumped out of the truck.

Judging from the wrinkles on Zhao Zheng's face, this middle-aged man with a weathered face must be quite old, at least in his forties.

"I know it's very dangerous outside, but brothers are also worried. We've been stuck here for two days. We can't eat or drink the things we carry in the car. We've almost finished all the dry food in the car." The one left. The man who came in front of Zhao Zheng helplessly spread his hands towards Zhao Zheng.

In fact, Zhao Zheng also knew that they could hide in this borrowing ground for at most one day. After one day, all their food would be consumed. Once there is nothing in a person's stomach, no matter how dangerous it is outside, they cannot stop them from going out to look for food. instinct.

"What about these goods? Do we just leave these goods here? We paid a large deposit at the beginning." Zhao Zheng was still expecting that the zombies that appeared in Wangcun were just a small-scale incident, and the country would send a rescue team , their goods can be delivered to the owner smoothly and the deposit can be returned.

While Zhao Zheng was standing there discussing with the driver whether to take the risk or not, a cry came from another large truck: "Brother Zhao, a car is coming from the direction of Zhujialing."

It has to be said that the location of the abandoned borrow pit where Zhao Zheng chose to hide was quite good. From a high position, he could see all the vehicles heading towards Wuxiao City from the direction of Zhujialing.

And this car is also the first car they have seen in the past two days.

After discovering a car heading in their direction, Zhao Zheng jumped directly into his large truck and shouted to the drivers around him: "Everyone, please start the car now. Let's stop that car and ask questions." In the end what happened!"

At this time, the people passing quickly from the direction of Zhujialing were none other than Han Feng and Wang Yingyu, who were driving a Unimog RV and quickly headed towards Wuxiao city.

"Huh? Someone is coming in front?" Han Feng looked at the map. It was about half an hour away to reach Wuxiao city. But at this moment, he suddenly found that there was a burst of sound not far ahead. There was a roar of cars, and then five large flatbed trucks slowly emerged from a ravine in front, blocking the entire road tightly.

After Wang Yingyu saw those huge flatbed trucks blocking the road, she immediately remembered her previous experience of being stopped and robbed in Hangzhou, and she let out a cold snort: "Could it be another robbery? In this world, , there are too many people worth killing." Then he pulled out the imitation 64-style pistol from his waist, and looked like he was ready to shoot at any time.

"Don't act rashly first. Look where the other person is coming from." Han Feng stretched out his hand to stop Wang Yingyu from raising his gun.

He found that after those large flatbed trucks drove out of the ravine, they did not continue to move forward. Instead, a figure wearing a green camouflage uniform jumped out of a large truck and ran quickly in the direction of the Unimog RV.