The Jeep drove all the way.
Fortunately, it didn't break down or fall into any pit.
It threw the zombies behind it far away.
However, it was very open here.
The wind and sand kicked up by the car could float very high.
Those zombies were not thrown away.
I know if I followed after seeing it.
The Jeep's engine made an intermittent sound due to lack of oil, like a person having asthma.
The car moved slowly and tremblingly to a small cabin at the foot of the mountain.
With a "pop" sound, it sighed for the last time and turned off the engine.
"It's really the devil's guidance that brought us here."
Sneijder looked back and saw that there were no zombies in the open grassland for a while: "It's about thirty-five kilometers away from us, maybe.
There is an army of zombies coming to treat us as a feast."
"If you don't want to die, just go in and see what's there."
Regel jumped out of the car and put the tool bag on his shoulder.
Everyone rushed into the hut and were stunned as soon as they opened the door.
It was like an ammunition depot.
Not only were there several heavy machine guns on the ground, and boxes and boxes of bullets piled up in piles, but even the walls were neatly hung with all kinds of guns.
Sneijder spun around and whistled at all of this: "Am I right?"
"It's like Solomon's treasure."
Rudolph grabbed a gun with a telescope from the wall, walked to the window, aimed outside, and then pressed the trigger.
The gun made a slight sound.
Compared with the sound of an ordinary gun, the sound was more like the sound of a bullet cutting through the air with only the "beep" sound left.
"It's great."
Rudolf looked at the gun in his hand with satisfaction: "This is the best sniper rifle I have ever used.
It also has automatic calibration.
It can kill the zombie's head in one go.
If I had this gun, I could have spent less money before.
"How much effort" "Are you kidding?
The zombies are thirty kilometers away."
Gordon grabbed a handful casually, walked to the window and raised his gun, making a slight "beep" sound.
The recoil caused his body to retreat slightly.
He still looked at the telescope on the gun with one eye, then put down the gun and looked back at the others in shock: "This is impossible."
Although the maximum range of the gun is unknown, it is definitely not as far as thirty kilometers.
"Get ready."
Gordon quickly adjusted.
If the zombies came running at a speed of ten to fifteen kilometers, they would be here in less than two hours.
After his order, everyone immediately got busy.
"Look."
After Sneijder opened a large wooden box, he excitedly raised two of them with his hands.
It was a grenade, and Sneijder was extremely happy: "No matter how many zombies there are, they can be blown to pieces."
Leave the weapons to the men.
Cheng Qianxun started to look for food and water.
She walked around the wooden house, which was about 40 square meters and filled with various weapons, and finally saw something in a small, relatively remote door.
She shouted: "Don't do it yet.
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Everyone, come here, come here quickly."
"What happened?"
Others thought something had happened, so they ran over.
When they saw it, they all chuckled.
"Cheng, what are you doing?"
Sneijder thought she was a little unreasonable: "Before the zombies come.
We have to be ready."
"I feel something is wrong."
Cheng Qianxun looked at some equipment inside the small door, including windproof clothing, sleeping bags, oil lamps, iron picks, and ropes.
Compared with the weapons outside, these things were certainly not worth mentioning.
She said seriously: "I searched carefully, and there is no water, no food, nothing here."
"But we have so many weapons.
It's enough to beat all the zombies to pieces."
Regel raised his hand, which probably ordinary people can only see in photos, movies and TV shows, or in weapons exhibition halls.
There was a huge circle stuck on it.
Heavy machine gun with shaped magazine.
It is said that this machine gun can penetrate armor.
"What if we can't finish the fight?"
Cheng Qianxun asked.
This is what worries her.
The more good things are, the more problematic they appear: "What if this is a trap and we are trapped here.
Day and night I can’t kill all the zombies.”
Rudolph's words made everyone tremble: "Potatoes can last for one day.
By the fourth day, we can only eat human flesh."
In order to maintain physical strength, it is impossible to wait until someone starves to death.
At that time, a room full of weapons might take away one's own life.
Gordon immediately took out the map and spread it on the ground, and everyone gathered around to look at it.
"The mountain road was not pointed out."
Gordon squatted in front of the map and looked up at his teammates around him: "What if there is a fault in front of us and we can't get through at all?
The zombies will catch up with us."
"The zombies won't catch up."
Regel seemed to understand something.
He looked at everyone and said seriously: "Remember what Steve said?
Zombies are resurrected corpses, but only the cerebellum is resurrected.
Their bodies will rot until they They have no sense of touch and are not afraid of pain, but they will not be able to catch up with us, as long as we reach a high place and the temperature is below zero."
Everyone suddenly realized that zombies are not afraid of fire or pain.
Many zombies they saw were missing arms and legs.
But apart from headshots, there is one thing that should not be expected in any movie or TV series, that is, zombies should not be able to survive in extremely cold conditions.
They choose to be active at night because the sun during the day will make them rot faster, but what will happen if the temperature is too low?
Their bodies without any insulation measures will freeze into popsicles, probably even with their only living cerebellum. , will also know how to make frozen tofu.
But giving up a room full of weapons and climbing a snowy mountain with no roads is not a normal choice.
Gordon stood up and looked around: "Let's vote."
This is the most just and equitable method.
Regel hesitated: "How many zombies can the weapons here kill?"
Rudolph made an estimate and reported a number: "As long as it doesn't exceed five thousand, there should be no problem."
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Five thousand, the zombies encountered so far are only more than 200 from yesterday at most.
"This is gambling."
Gordon made another choice: "It's okay if you want to stay, or if you want to climb the mountain.
It's up to you to choose your own destiny."
Everyone looked at Cheng Qianxun, and she forced a smile unnaturally: "I'm not sure, it's just a feeling."
"Okay, I hope your feeling is right."
Sneijder raised his hand: "I choose to climb the mountain.
We can also go around the mountain with some more convenient weapons.
At least the terrain on the mountain is changeable, and caves and other things can also be used.
Block some zombies, right?"
Reger was moved: "Then crawl, you can't stay here forever."
There was no need to express anything next.
Gordon immediately said: "Quickly, put on your hiking clothes and pick up some light weapons.
We will set off in fifteen minutes at most."
So everyone immediately started getting busy faster than before.
Cheng Qian found a set of the smallest mountaineering clothes and put them on.
Sneijder joked while putting it on: "It's a pity that I can't see your bear pajamas anymore.
They are really cute."
Cheng Qianxun rolled his eyes.
At this time, Reger turned the hiking boots inside backwards: "42 yards, I'll count the number, and shout 42 yards to the other person."
No one answered.
He dropped it and picked up another pair: "44 yards" Gordon and Sneijder shouted at the same time: "Me" "Here you go."
Regel threw it to Gordon first and continued to turn over: "48; 50, um, my size 39, Cheng.
Can you wear it?"
Cheng Qianxun shouted: "It's too big" "Then this pair."
Reger threw a pair to her and continued to flip through: "It's 44 again, Sneijder continues." "42, 46, 40...
Rudolph, what size are you wearing?"
Reger put down the inverted hiking boots in his hand and stared at Rudolph, who was wearing similar clothes.
Rudolf walked over and picked up a small pair.
He turned around and looked at the number printed on the sole: "This pair"
Reger suddenly laughed: "38 yards, hahaha."
Everyone laughed, and Rudolph asked awkwardly: "Can't men have small feet?"
Wear hiking clothes.
There is only enough mountaineering equipment for each person to carry a large bag, and we can only carry less weapons.
"Get a few more grenades."
Gordon kept pointing his fingers at everyone: "Just get a few pistols and a few more boxes of bullets."
When everything was ready, everyone walked out of the front door and started walking up the slope.
Still have to climb to the white snow.
After walking about 500 meters uphill, Cheng Qianxun began to pant.
To take care of her.
There were very few things in her backpack.
Look at these men carrying equipment that weighed almost half of her weight.
How could she look so embarrassed that she was about to use her hands to help?
Sneed stopped, pulled out the rope, knotted one end around her waist, and tied the other end to her body.
He must help her.
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Gordon also stopped and took out his own rope: "That's good.
It's not easy to fall behind after connecting."
Reger and Rudolf both took out climbing ropes and began to tie each other up.
After everything was done, it was time to start going up again.
Everyone subconsciously looked down the mountain.
The scene in front of them immediately stunned them. . .
The dense zombies almost covered half of the grassland.
Looking from above, there was a clear color difference between green and black gray.
Only the head can be seen, and the black color extends all the way to the road, and I don't know where it ends.
Don’t say five thousand, the number is half a million.
"This, this is too exaggerated."
Looking at the zombie army in front of him that really looked like it was made with special effects, the corners of Sneijder's mouth twitched.
Reger smiled bitterly: "It seems that Cheng's sense has come in handy."
Even Rudolf admitted: "Only using nuclear weapons can the explosion be completed.
Fortunately, it was not left in the house."
We should indeed be grateful.
If we stayed in a wooden house and were surrounded by so many zombies, the horror and tragedy would be unimaginable.
I thought that if I didn't want to die, I would have to rely on the flesh of my teammates to survive.
In the end, I would run out of ammunition and food and watch the zombies coming continuously.
Then the last bullet is not for the zombies or teammates, but for the one who survives in the end.
What a great irony.
Only the devil can come up with such a desperate and terrifying negative plot.
Gordon shouted: "Okay, let's keep walking."
His leader started to hold the hiking sticks and continued walking up.
Rudolph followed, then Reger, and finally Sneijder and Cheng Qianxun.
"Let's go."
Sneijder still joked optimistically: "The scenery will be better when you get to the top of the mountain":