Chapter 22 The Streets of Ghost Domain

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The five of us were divided into two teams, three women's team, and Zhang Ju and I were one team.

When moving forward, one team cleared the zombies in front, and the other team held Xiao Hui in the back to watch over. The team in front retreated when they were tired, and the people behind moved forward.

In this way, some people fight and some people observe to avoid any sudden incident that catches us off guard and everyone can get a rest.

The density of zombies on the street is not high. In order to save energy and ammunition, we try not to fight with zombies, exceed them at speed, and then fire tear gas behind us to block them.

I had bloody battles on the streets before, but my life was hanging on the line at that time. I only saw zombies from far and near in my eyes, and I was thinking about how to kill zombies to get out of trouble. Now there are more people walking with me, and my firepower is barely strong. There are not many zombies on the street. When I move forward, I have the leisure to observe the scene on the street.

This street I have walked hundreds of times, and now I am like a ghost realm.

It is ruined, desolate, and desolate. The sun shines high, but the yin energy is heavy and lifeless.

Many buildings on both sides were burned down. Fortunately, the rainstorm extinguished the fire for two days, leaving piles of ruins, as if they had been bombed by bombers.

Passing by is a long steel dragon formed by abandoned vehicles, you can’t see it at first sight. If Spectacular is a derogatory term, the word Spectacular can be used to describe such a car dragon.

There was not much blood on the asphalt road, and it was washed away by rain, and there were not many corpses. Most of the corpses that fell to the ground were also zombies killed when Zhu Huan and the others passed by.

There are no human corpses because... they have been eaten up by zombies long ago.

However, zombies do not eat bones. There are white bones on the street, many white bones, a large number of white bones, and countless white bones.

The bones are scattered everywhere. Every time you walk less than ten steps, you can step on a human bone, a small finger bone, a large spine, and the most eye-catching skull...

There were so many bones that could not dodge. From time to time, someone stepped on a bone and made creaking or cracking sounds. He began to get used to it. After walking for a while, he became familiar with it.

Xiaohou was walking and gnawing as he held a human ulna in his mouth.

It’s not that I didn’t teach it a lesson, but I’ve kicked it more than a dozen times, but dogs love to gnaw bones. Where does it care whether the bones are human bones or pig bones? Maybe it doesn’t mind if it has dog bones to eat.

A dog can't even change the way he eats shit. The streets are full of human bones, so how can he stop it from gnawing on the bones?

There are also groups of flies. Fortunately, it is not very hot yet, otherwise...

Zhang Ju and I led the team in front for a while and retreated to the back.

A whistle sounded from the sky. I looked up and saw that there were a group of carrier pigeons, with more than a hundred, which made me feel much better.

While on the road, I was extremely alert to the birds in the surrounding trees. If the birds would also be lesions, I think today I would still shoot myself in the head after eating and drinking. It would be useless to struggle any longer.

Although there are not many birds I met on the road, there are no signs of lesions. Now I see a group of healthy carrier pigeons all at once. I think the birds probably won’t have lesions.

On the way, I also encountered several dogs gnawing at human bones, and several cats flashed by. From a distance, they were all normal.

Yesterday's lesions elephants have proved that animals can also change, but today a lesions have not been encountered. I think this means that there are not many types of animals that can produce lesions, and the probability of lesions is much lower than that of humans.

The military boots broke a human thigh bone. I kicked the bone away and turned my head to Zhang Ju and said: How many humans do you think there are still many surviving people now?

Zhang Ju stretched out a finger and said: Less than one percent.

According to you, there are less than 15 million people in the country in my Han Dynasty?

Zhang Ju said: Depending on the situation, at least less than one percent of the remaining people in this city, the situation in other cities should be similar, and rural areas will be better. In total, it is about 15 million.

I sighed and said: There are a lot of people, and there were only these people in the early Western Han Dynasty, hehe.

Zhang Ju said: It will continue to decrease. In another month, it would be great if there are still five million people alive.

After spitting out phlegm, I said: There is no shortage of houses now, my mom's pussy.

Zhang Ju pointed to the north and said: Someone, hey, say survivor, this is not just one.

I looked in the direction Zhang Ju pointed at. A man of 35 or 36 was running towards us holding a baseball bat. The three girls also saw it and stopped in front. Zhang Ju said: Don’t worry, keep moving forward.

We walked without looking back, and the man chased after him and said breathlessly: Are you soldiers?People's Army?

We were wearing training uniforms and looked a little camouflaged, which made him misunderstand. When he remembered the police incident that appeared on Zhang Ju, I said to the man: We are the people's police.

The man was overjoyed and shouted: Hello, police officer, hello, my name is Wu You.

When he approached, I realized that what he was holding was not a baseball bat, but a baseball lock on the car.

Wu You were obviously very excited when he saw us and said: It’s great to see you. A few hours ago, a group of people also came over with guns, but they were all wearing prison uniforms. I didn’t dare to follow them.

Zhang Ju stopped and said: How long has it been since they?

Wu You said: It will take about two hours.

Zhang Ju and I looked at each other.

Wu You followed behind our butts and opened the conversation. Although we didn't answer, he still talked to himself like a machine gun, talking about his experience of escaping. As he spoke, he started crying: My daughter was killed by me with my own hands, AhAhAh... She is only 10 years old, daughter Ah, Dad, I'm sorry for you...

He burst into tears, crying for how miserable his daughter died, and scolding God for how ruthless he was.

Although I sympathized with Wu You’s experience, his crying made me very upset. I stopped waving my hand to stop him and said coldly: Brother, stop crying, no one who is alive now has no heartache.

Zhang Ju said: If you cry and make me upset, I will break you up and send you and your daughter together as soon as possible.

Wu You was startled by Zhang Ju and stopped crying immediately. He looked at us in confusion. He probably had never seen such a fierce policeman. From Wu You, he followed us, the three girls had already cut two zombies in front of him. Zhang Ju pointed at the three girls and said: It is safe for you to follow us. We provide you with safety. What are you doing for us?

Wu You asked in surprise: What do you want me to do?

Zhang Ju said: I don’t expect you to do anything, please help us get the bag.

As he said that, Zhang Ju took off the police equipment bag and threw it to Wu You. Although I was embarrassed to ask Wu You to help me get the bag, under Zhang Ju's urging, the three girls and I threw the bag to Wu You.

The police equipment bags were filled with bulging bags, one was at least 15 kilograms, and five were 70 kilograms. Wu You carried one on his back, two on his shoulders, and three on his shoulders, and finally he was no longer erroneous.

Not far away, another young man of seventeen or eighteen years old ran out of a building to follow us. The man was named Hu Qiang and the woman was named Zheng Shu. He was a lover. It was rare that there was a one-percent survival rate in the end of the world, and there was also a lover who could both survive.

Zhang Ju immediately asked them to help Wu You, who could hardly walk, go backpack. Hu Qiang said: Why should we get things?

The young man was quite stunned. I was angry and said, "Don't take it and get out."

As a last resort, the young man and young man helped Wu You get a equipment bag one by one. Wu You asked them to get one more. Hu Qiang was unhappy. Zhang Ju slapped Hu Qiang without warning, stumbled Hu Qiang to the ground, saying: Respect the elderly and love the young.

Wu You agreed with Zhang Ju's assignment.

After moving forward for a mile, two more people joined the team, both of whom were twenty-three or four years old, one man and one woman, the man was Sun Tao and the woman was Zhou Jing.

They also saw us wearing training uniforms and thought it was the army that came to follow us.

But I didn't know that I encountered a group of good birds, including the bandit-like Zhang Ju. Zhang Ju saw that he had enough of five people, so he simply asked them to carry a bag on each of them. We were afraid that the zombies would be cut too much, so each of them brought three knives from the physical evidence room and gave them one of them to open the way in front.

The five of them were naturally unhappy and did not want to leave us who were armed with live ammunition. Zhang Ju didn't reason with them, so he had to bite the bullet and walk to the front to cut the zombies and open the way.

I agree with Zhang Ju's actions in my heart, but I don't like to stand up and be a villain, and I am happy to let him act arrogantly.

The five newcomers all thought Zhang Ju was the boss here and were very afraid of him.

In this way, the five of us felt comfortable and followed behind and guarded us around with guns.