The waste is going to strike back

Yan Shaohui stared at the zombie's clothes closely. Under the dirt, he could vaguely see green camouflage. It seemed that he was indeed a soldier before he turned into a zombie.

These A-level zombies are all wearing camouflage uniforms, which proves that Yan Shaohui's idea is correct.

But how could there be so many zombies like this out of nowhere in such a remote place?

The only explanation is that these zombies used to be soldiers in this military camp. It seems that they accidentally fell behind during the retreat and turned into this horrible appearance.

However, this kind of zombie is indeed very difficult to deal with. At least, although Yan Shaohui has released so much lightning, it rarely hurts these A-level zombies themselves. Instead, the zombies behind them suffer.

Yan Shaohui let out a long sigh, then leaned against the wall behind him to rest, staring at the zombies with bloodshot eyes, fearing that they would suddenly attack.

After dealing with this for so long, he was indeed a little exhausted.

It would be fine if it was just physical exhaustion, but when Yan Shaohui was about to use his supernatural powers again, he suddenly found that he had lost all his supernatural powers due to excessive consumption.

"Damn it." Yan Shaohui groaned inwardly, then punched the wall. The white ash on the wall fell down like snow, leaving a deep fist mark on the hard wall.

Now that he no longer had the ability, he could only resort to physical combat. Yan Shaohui rolled up his sleeves, raised his giant sword, and prepared to fight.

As long as he doesn't close his eyes, it proves that he hasn't lost!

He still has to wait for Mu Xin to come! He must see Mu Xin! See him alive!

With this belief, a fearless look flashed across Yan Shaohui's face, as if he was determined to go through hell even if it was hell in front of him.

Just as Yan Shaohui was about to take action, the zombies in front of him suddenly took a few steps back, their skinny hands groping in their trouser pockets.

"What are they doing?" Yan Shaohui was confused about these zombies. What were they doing? Looking for something?

This kind of human-like behavior has already exceeded the scope of normal A-level zombies. Could it be that... he hit a wall today? What he encountered was not only not an A-level zombie, but an even more terrifying S-level zombie!

"Yan Shaohui! How are you doing?" Ming Xiche had already dealt with most of the zombies, so he was able to take a breath and ask about the situation of Yan Shaohui who was not far away.

Yan Shaohui looked at the S-level zombies in front of him who were still searching for things in their pockets, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

“…I can only say that I have a few more powerful zombies here.” Yan Shaohui answered vaguely, without revealing what the situation here was like, or whether these zombies had been dealt with.

But when Wang Jia and the others heard this sentence, it took on a different meaning.

"Even more powerful zombies! Could it be that the zombies can evolve like in the TV dramas and novels I've seen before? How long has it taken for them to evolve? This is too scary!" Zhang Ting couldn't believe it.

"Did you not bring your almanac with you when you went out today? How come such bad luck always happens to us?!"

As Zhang Ting spoke, he used his pistol to shoot the heads of several zombies that tried to approach him. After shooting the last zombie that was about to move forward, the last bullet in the pistol was used up.

Jia Renzhong wiped the black zombie blood off the saber in his hand, then turned to ask Ming Xiche, "Should we go over and take a look?"

Wang Jia immediately stopped them in a stern voice, "Why are you going there? Didn't you see what Yan Shaohui said? We are already struggling to deal with the remaining zombies, and going there is courting death! There is a saying that goes, with great ability comes great responsibility, so let's leave those high-end goods to Yan Shaohui."

Although Wang Jia was grateful to Yan Shaohui for giving him bullets, it was a transaction, not a favor, so there was no need for him to be overly grateful to Yan Shaohui.

Now that Yan Shaohui is very likely in danger, the first thing he thinks of is his own interests, instead of thinking about saving Yan Shaohui, with an expression on his face that it is none of his business.

This shows that this person is really an ungrateful person who can never be tamed.

Ming Xiche didn't say anything, but that didn't mean he didn't think about anything.

After some consideration, Ming Xiche decided to clean up the remaining zombies first, and then decide whether to help Yan Shaohui based on the situation.

However, the necessary polite words still need to be said.

"Yan Shaohui, hold on for now. We'll come to your aid after we've dealt with the remaining zombies."

Yan Shaohui smiled contemptuously after hearing this, thinking, "Do you think I don't know what you guys are thinking? I guess you guys are just hoping that the zombies will swallow me up so you can run away. You don't really want to help me."

Anyway, he didn't count on these people. It would be better to hope that firewood would appear sooner than to count on them.

Ming Xiche and his team climbed to a high ground that the zombies couldn't reach. After resting for a while, they continued to kill zombies.

At this time, Zhang Ting had run out of bullets. He suddenly remembered that Wang Jia had left a machine gun nearby for convenience when he went to the logistics department.

Now I can help him a lot!

While the others were not paying attention to him, he secretly ran away with their backs to find the machine gun. However, as soon as he came down from the high ground, he saw two zombies roaring at him. Then, the zombies that had been forced back to the edge by them also staggered towards here one after another.

Zhang Ting was so frightened that she shuddered and stood there trembling, not knowing what to do.

At this time, Ming Xiche discovered him. A trace of ferocity flashed across his handsome face. He angrily asked, "Zhang Ting! What are you doing down there? Come up quickly!"

"I... I remembered that Wang Jia threw a machine gun near here, and I want to get it back... What should I do? Boss, my legs are weak and I can't walk anymore!"

Wang Jia spat, then jumped down from the high ground, grabbed the man and ran away, and hit Zhang Ting on the head with a slap, "You are more likely to cause trouble than to help! Why didn't you tell us when you remembered? Do you know how dangerous it is to go alone? Our team has already lost Yue Le, do you still want to accompany him?"

Zhang Ting shook her head like a rattle, "No, no, no!"

"If you don't want to, just cheer up!" Wang Jia pinched Zhang Ting's arm, and Zhang Ting cried out in pain.

"Where is the machine gun? Go find it, I'll cover you." Wang Jia saw the zombies getting closer and closer, and it was impossible to go to the high ground, so he simply went to find the machine gun.

Zhang Ting pointed to a corner not far away, indicating that the machine gun was placed there.

"Let's go over there."

Ming Xiche saw Wang Jia and Zhang Ting were about to leave, so he reminded them: "Watch out for the zombies."

"Understood boss."

Wang Jia held a saber in his hand and followed Zhang Ting as they moved cautiously towards the location of the machine gun. When he saw a zombie rushing towards them, he went up to fight with it until he cut off the zombie's head.

Fortunately, the saber is of good quality and very sharp. If it were an ordinary blade, it would have become blunt after killing so many zombies.

It took the two men almost ten minutes to get the machine gun. When they were about to return along the same path, they were blocked by a large wave of zombies.

It seems that the zombies that were hiding in the edge area just now have returned here, intending to surround and kill the two of them who were left alone.

Wang Jia and Zhang Ting looked at each other. They both understood that if they wanted to go back to Ming Xiche, it would be more difficult than the way they came here.