The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

Most of the survivors had strengthened their physiques in their own ways, and some might have developed praying skills. Almost all of them used cold weapons, and only a few of them wore bullet belts and carried firearms.

At this time, firearms actually have some advantages. You can shoot something with your eyes closed——

As for the power of bullets?

That's not important, after all, neither the walking zombies nor the alien beasts are deliberately targeting this small group of people.

Instead, the zombies who were fighting each other and getting shot unexpectedly were in bad luck, making the already poor family even worse.

Those guys who had thermal weapons didn't dare to shoot randomly. They couldn't pray now. They couldn't even replenish ammunition.

Covering each other, forty or fifty people dragged back various things and pieced together a wall about 3 meters high.

The walking dead beasts were so busy catching and fighting that they didn't even notice that a simple fortification had been completed here. After blocking the line of sight, there were naturally fewer guys rushing towards this side.

A group of people were leaning against the wall as if paralyzed, panting wildly, without even the strength to speak - it was too chaotic, and it felt like they wouldn't be able to hold on if it was any later.

From time to time, a few strange beasts or zombies would rush through the wall, but they never caused any waves.

"Huh!" A tall man with a huge machine gun checked the ammunition inventory, showed an ugly expression, and said bitterly, "It's just a mistake, I only have four boxes of ammunition left."

"I don't have a hair left."

The other gunman simply threw away the gun and took the machete on his back.

"Do you think those things outside will be killed until only the last one is left?"

"It's unlikely. I saw those strange beasts and zombies are already on the run."

“What the hell is this place?”

"You kid, if you can't pray, where can you find your own empty island?"

Li Cang was leaning against the cement tanker. Next to him, a man and a woman, covered in blood, still smiled at him.

"Brother, you are very skilled. If you hadn't blocked me with your quick reaction just now, I would have turned into a zombie in a few hours." The man stretched out his hand gratefully, "Thank you for saving me, Zhang Zihao! "

"Li Cang."

The two parties shook hands, and Zhang Zihao pointed to the woman next to him: "My wife, Xu Meimei, we got together after the disaster."

The woman looks to be at least ten years younger than Zhang Zihao, but in her early twenties, a typical old cow eating young grass.

There were no injuries on her body, but the clothes on her body were badly damaged, revealing large areas of blood and spring——

At this moment, it is a pity that Lao Wang is not here.

"They were bitten!"

"Nima, just bite it if you bite it. It won't turn into a corpse now. Why don't you keep your fucking voice down? Are you responsible for risking your own life by luring the monsters outside?"

"Don't panic, maybe you can pray after a while. Besides, being bitten doesn't necessarily lead to infection."

"There's a big difference between ninety-nine percent and one hundred percent!"

"Zhao Chuang, stop saying a few damn words!"

Li Cang raised his eyebrows: "Are you also from the Dongjun Islands?"

"No," Zhang Zihao whispered, "We are from the Huaizhan resettlement camp. It is an unofficial organization but it is still popular. You..."

"I'm one of your last batch," Li Cang put his hand into the cement filling truck. "Give me some medicine. It's in the pocket of your windbreaker."

"What the hell?" Zhang Zihao didn't expect that there was someone hiding in the cement tanker, "Eh?"

He peeked in, but was slapped by Xu Meimei angrily.

Li Cang threw the medicine bottle towards the noisy group of people: "The one that prevents infection from walking zombies is just a basic one. If you are bitten by a special species, be lucky."

He made a lot of this kind of medicine at that time, but it was only evolved based on the characteristics of the alienated chain crossbow. It is not a big problem to remove the corpse poison of ordinary ugly walking zombies. If it is a second-level heavy-armored walking zombie, it depends on whether God is willing to reward him. .

Medicines that are targeted at preventing infection by various types of zombies and alien animals can be prayed for, but the price is extremely shocking and they need to be guaranteed by a small coin or kept active in a mill. Since they cannot be taken with them, Li Cang feels that it is No need to make.

The man and two women who were bitten were so moved that they almost cried. They were almost in despair.

"Thank you, thank you."

"There are 50 pills in it," Li Cang said. "Everyone who is injured should take one pill, just in case."

Everyone thought it right and thanked them one after another. They had no relevant experience. They only knew that walking corpses can infect people, but what if wounds caused by alien beasts can also be infected?

"Brother, this medicine is not cheap. Now we can't pray, and we can't give you coins."

"Yes! I have a gold bracelet here, brother, if you don't mind it"

Li Cang pointed to his arm: "Let's talk about it when we get out alive. The battle group is already there. If you are alive and remember it, just pass it to me."

There was a slight silence among everyone, and many people were sighing.

Zhang Zihao asked: "Brother, you just mentioned Dongjun Islands"

Li Cang told what happened, and finally added: "I have been here for a week."

silence.

"Seven days ago, it was Brother Li Cang's Dongjun Islands. Four days ago, I saw someone posting on the forum that a place called Confucius Mountain settlement was swallowed up by the 'Aurora Vortex'. Now it's us," Zhang Zihao said sarcastically. He said, "Are there certain rules that specifically target the destruction of large settlements?"

"No, why are we being targeted because we are not on track?"

"Then where did these zombies come from?"

"What about the official one? What about the official disaster response base?"

"There was no news until we came, everything was normal!"

"This"

"No, look at his name, it's red!" A cry came from the crowd, "He is on the track, he has been on the track!"

Li Cang frowned immediately.

"Uh," the man said awkwardly, "Yes, sorry."

"I was temporarily stationed in the Dongjun Islands at that time," Li Cang said, "not on the track, so... By the way, the place you came from, and the one called Fuzi Mountain, have you loaded a rule that does not count the stationing time and does not enter the derailment sanction after staying on the empty island on the track?"

"Yes!" Zhang Zihao said very confidently, "Not only do we have it, Fuzi Mountain also has it!"

"It can't be just because of this-"

"Be careful!"

"Damn, chatting is chatting, at least pay attention to the situation around you, don't forget that there are thousands of zombies outside!"

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Unfortunately, those unlucky guys can only pay attention in their next life.

Three heavily armored zombies somehow climbed over the wall and rushed in at the same time, roaring and shredding two people directly.

Although they were quickly dealt with, they had already made quite a noise. The zombies around seemed to have understood their own "language". Dozens of heavily armored zombies began to run towards this side, and attracted a large number of strange beasts.