A military green Chevrolet pickup with camouflage coats drove out of a building on the side of the road and then drove onto Huayi road.
The car runs along Huayi road. There are parked cars on the road. The speed of off-road vehicles can not run on this road condition. On the Lujia bridge from Huayi road to Zhangjiang Road, the traces of the previous accident are still there. A large truck crashed the guardrail on one side of the bridge, and half of the truck body was suspended in the air outside the bridge deck. Several cars were piled up beside the truck, most of which had been burned into empty shells. The bridge deck was blocked so that there was only a gap as wide as the next person. The Chevrolet pickup truck could not pass through and had to stop at the bridge head.
A man stepped down from the car, holding a half meter long blade in his hand. The blade was black and shiny. Several zombies on the bridge found the living people who got off the car, and all rushed to him.
The man pulled the black vest he was wearing with his hands. Because it was hot and sweaty, the vest wet with sweat had been stuck to his body.
The zombie at the front had rushed to the front, and it only stayed in the man's field of vision for one second. In the next second, an ugly head flew up, and the stench of blood gushed from the neck of the zombie. The man cut off the head of the zombie cleanly with a knife in his hand. At the next moment, his body moved slightly to the side, just avoiding the black blood splashed.
The zombie in the back came up, and the man calmly welcomed him. He moved much faster than the zombie. After several quick dodges and shots, he cleanly solved the remaining threats.
The head of the zombie rolled aside, and the blood stained the road black, and the smell in the air became stronger.
The man came to the front of the cars piled on the bridge and confirmed that the road could not pass unless he was willing to give up the wild Chevrolet pickup and walk through the cracks on the bridge.
The man returned to the car and sat in the driver's seat slightly dazed. A handsome face appeared on the interior rearview mirror on the front windshield. His sharp and deep eyes were slightly distracted at the moment.
There was a photo under the rear-view mirror in the car. The man's eyes fell on the photo, and his sharp lips moved slightly, and a soft whisper came out of his mouth.
"Manman, where are you..."
The picture shows a beautiful woman sitting on a bench beside the lake. The setting sun is thrown from the other end of the lake. The golden light steps over the lake and comes to her side. The woman is bathed in the afterglow of the sunset. The time is fixed at this moment, and the years are quiet.
The man closed his eyes and felt tired. These days, he had been running on the road and had little rest.
The man's name is Zhang Zhuo, and he is a member of the Dragon Tiger commando team of the special police detachment of Nanjing Public Security Bureau. This commando team is an anti-terrorism force of Nanjing Municipal Bureau, and is also a national anti-terrorism commando team under the provincial government and the Ministry of public security. When the mutation occurred, Zhang Zhuo was just driving out of the city.
Zhang Zhuo was just married at the beginning of the year, and was recalled to the team to perform tasks before the honeymoon was over. Fortunately, his wife Manman was very considerate and supported Zhang Zhuo's work. Zhang Zhuo returned to the army with a feeling of guilt. He was busy for more than half a year, and he seldom returned home.
Manman's occupation is kindergarten teacher, and he is one of the most friendly teachers in the kindergarten. Before going to work every day, Manman takes good care of herself. In her opinion, the beauty of a teacher's appearance is the first step to win the trust and respect of children. If a teacher wants to be trusted and liked by children, he must have a beautiful mind as well as a beautiful appearance. Manman has always maintained a childlike heart, trying to create a happy atmosphere in the interaction with children, so that he can naturally integrate with children.
With the coming of summer vacation, the children were liberated from the group life in the kindergarten, and the teachers also started their own holidays. Manman's summer vacation is his own summer vacation. On the days when Zhang Zhuo does not return, Manman reads and practices calligraphy at home alone. In his spare time, he will secretly think about the name of the baby he and Zhang Zhuo will have in the future. Every time at this time, Manman's face always unconsciously appears with a sweet smile, sweet and a little lost.
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Manman's parents loved their daughter, so they took the opportunity of summer vacation to take Manman to travel together. Every day, Manman would talk to Zhang Zhe on the phone. Zhang Zhe would tell Manman about his tasks (not within the limits of the military regulations), and Manman would share the happiness of traveling with Zhang Zhe.
In August, Zhang Zhuo finally got half a month's holiday. He learned that Manman and his parents had arrived in Songhu City, so he decided to drive to Songhu city to meet them.
Zhang Zhuo will never forget that day. When he was driving out of the city, Manman called.
"Oh baby, guess where I am?" Manman's mischievous voice came from the other end of the mobile phone.
"I guess it's in a very busy place," Zhang said with a happy smile. The noise in the mobile phone is almost drowning out Manman's voice.
"My husband, you are really smart." Manman is always generous in praising Zhang Zhuo.
"It's a beautiful and lovely wife who has been well educated," said Zhang Zhuo, who had a rare chance to take a long vacation. When he thought that he would be able to see his beloved in a few hours, he felt as if he had grown wings.
"Are your parents there?" Zhang Zhuo carefully asked, thinking that he hadn't spent much time with his newly married wife in the past half year, he felt very guilty.
"They're taking pictures."
"Why don't you take pictures?"
"I'm waiting for you to come and shoot together."
"Then I'm going to step on the accelerator and fly over," said Zhang Zhuo with a beautiful heart.
There is a song called "this life together" in the car, and the mirror reflects Zhang's side face, which is seven or eight points similar to the singer of this song. This singer is Manman's idol, so is Zhang Zhuo.
"You should drive carefully," Maman warned. "We'll have to play here for many days. It's ok if you arrive late today. We'll wait for you to have dinner together."
"Yes, my wife." Zhang Zhuo almost raised his hand and saluted: "report your position. I'll go directly to Songhu city."
There are some situations ahead, and the sensitivity of the profession makes Zhang Zhuo smell an unusual danger from the air. Manman's voice came from the other end of the phone. Zhang Zhuo's attention was focused on the front and missed the position Manman told her.
The traffic on the road began to jam together, a few cars were burning, and the distant crowd screamed and fled in all directions.
"Something's wrong," Zhang Zhuo habitually touched his hand to his waist, and then remembered that it was a holiday, and he didn't bring his pistol with him.
"Manman, wait a minute. I seem to have some problems here," Zhang said to his wife on the phone after recovering from the turmoil ahead.
There was no response from the other end of the phone. Zhang Zhuo waited for two seconds and was puzzled. Suddenly, he heard a cry from the phone.
"Mom! Dad!" Manman's shouts were mixed with some noisy voices around him.
"Manman, run!" Then came the voice of my father-in-law.
"Man man!" Zhang Zhuo realized that there must be something wrong there and shouted into the phone.
Manman's voice was drowned in the surrounding screams and shouts. Then there was some electric noise from the mobile phone, and then only the "beep" echo was left.
"Man man!" Zhang Zhuo desperately shouted at his mobile phone, hoping to hear Manman's response from it. The phone was dialed and could not be connected; I dialed again, but I still couldn't get through.
For the first time, Zhang Zhuo felt afraid. His chest was choked with pain, and his eyes began to have some blood. The disturbance outside the window was isolated outside the car, and the people in the car kept dialing the familiar number again and again.
It is always "the number you dialed cannot be connected, please redial later".
Zhang Zhuo's hands clapped on the steering wheel, and the whole person became very anxious.
When did it become so chaotic outside the window? A man was thrown down by another man on the hood of a nearby car, and a piece of meat was torn off his neck. Blood gushed out and splashed all over the ground. A man not far away is holding an arm and eating. There are a group of people around on the ground. Zhang Zhuo can't see the situation inside. He can only see the bright red blood flowing from the feet of the people around him.
"Are you dreaming?" Zhang Zhuo forcefully pinched his thigh: "terrorist attack?"
With a "bang" sound, a figure jumped on the window, and a frightening face was printed in Zhang Bang's eyes. Zhang Zhuo had never seen such a horrible face before. It was like he had just climbed out of hell. He could only see white eyes in his eyes. The skin on his face was gray white, and his lips were covered with blood. He threw himself on the door of the Chevrolet pickup truck, waving his teeth and claws, and his fingernails scratched on the glass.
There are more and more people around. They keep attacking people who have no time to run far. Most of them catch up with only one result, that is, being eaten.
Zhang Zhuo reversed the car and intended to leave here to find out the situation. Two zombies were hanging from the car body. Zhang Zhuo saw from the reversing mirror that they were rolled into the rear wheel.
The two Chevrolet pickup trucks are all military green, very wild, and the front is also very aggressive. The tire wheels on the side are modified powerful off-road tires, and they have been raised. The front bar is modified and equipped with a winch. When off-road in the field, it will not easily get into deep mud.
The wheels easily ran over the bodies of the zombies, and the car turned out of the road. Zhang Zhuo drove the car back, leaving the zombies far behind.
It seems that there are riots everywhere on the road. The whole expressway is almost paralyzed. There are vehicles colliding along the road. Those bloody scenes can be seen everywhere on the road. Zhang Zhuo found the nearest ramp and left the expressway.