In the quiet stone street, there are only the sound of pickup wheels rolling and the low moan of the engine. By chance, you can see some broken limbs and broken arms that have been gnawed to pieces.

Black blood can be seen on some stone walls. Sean turned several streets and entered the square in the center of the town. The scene on the square made Sean feel nauseous and nauseous.

Thousands of zombies were lying on the square, all of which had been burned to charcoal.

The strong burnt smell hit the sky's spiritual cover. Sean hurriedly stretched out one hand to cover his mouth and nose, and could still smell the pungent smell.

"It's so crazy to actually use white phosphorus bombs!"

In addition to the burnt smell and corpse smell, the air is also mixed with the smell of garlic, which is the unique smell of white phosphorus bombs.

Turning around and bypassing the square, the town police station suddenly came into view. Sean was overjoyed, stopped the car, put a shotgun in, loaded it, and opened the security, and carefully entered the door.

The hall was filled with bullet holes and traces of explosions, and the splattered black blood stain showed that there was a bloody battle here.

There were more than a dozen corpses lying on the door of the hall, none of which were intact. Sean suppressed his breath, stepped over the zombies, and entered the hall.

Seeing the building plan hanging on the wall, I found the route to the equipment room and carefully groped along the way.

At the corner of the corridor in front of the equipment room, Sean heard a slight whispering sound from the other side of the corner.

Sean was shocked and immediately held the gun close to the wall, put his index finger on the trigger, and moved towards the corner inch by inch.

Two minutes later, the verbial sound broke, and Sean on the corner quietly leaned out to observe.

But I just poked out half of my face, and a terrifying face appeared almost against his face, one was gnawed half of it, and one was hanging with a ball-eyed zombie face.

Both sides were startled by each other and took a step back. Sean came to his senses first, turned around and ran away. The half-faced zombie also reacted, threw down half of the intestines in his hand and roared and chased Sean.

In just over twenty seconds, Sean rushed outside the police station. Before he could open the car door, the sound of glass breaking came from behind him, and the zombies crashed through the glass door and rushed out.

Only then was Sean woken up by the sound of glass breaking, he hurriedly picked up the gun and pulled the trigger, "Bang!" In the chest, the zombie fell to the ground.

"Movies and games are indeed lies." Sean complained, but did not fly several meters away like movie games.

But as soon as Sean finished complaining, the zombie roared and got up again. Now Sean was not calm, and was only ten meters away. He could get up with a shotgun so close. It was so unscientific.

"Shet! I'm stupid to talk about science to zombies."

Sean took advantage of the fact that the zombies had not yet stood up and followed the movie, aimed at the zombie's head and pulled the trigger again.

"Bang!"

With the loud noise, the zombies fell to the ground.

After loading it again, Sean stepped forward with a gun to check it out. There was a blood hole as big as a bowl on the face of the zombie on the ground, and he could not die anymore.

Sean kicked the zombie's thigh hard, and was almost scared to pee just now. When he thought of it, he felt like he was peeing again.

Sean did not do it until he was unzipped the zipper on the spot and started to release water through the blood hole.

Sean didn't even think about why he did such a disgusting move. He only knew that he would be able to release the water and feel comfortable! The first time he killed... uh, this thing can't be considered a human being, killing zombies is really good, and he was a little excited after being frightened.

After shaking twice, Sean put away his fence and entered the police station again. He came to the corner and met love... Bah, the corridor where he met zombies.

Turning through the corner of the wall, there was a male corpse in a uniform with half of his legs lying on the ground in front of the equipment room. The blood had already dried up, a big hole in his belly, his internal organs and intestines were scattered all over the floor, and there were three grenades and a pistol beside him.

"It seems that I have been dead for at least three or four days."

Sean picked up the grenade and put it in his pocket. He picked up the pistol and looked at it. It was the Glock 17 semi-automatic pistol. He opened it and looked at it. There was nothing in the magazine and threw it back to the ground with disgust.

As for the baton and chili water on the policeman's waist, Sean only took a look. He didn't think it was dirty, but he really didn't like it.

He raised his foot and stepped over the body and walked into the equipment room with wide open doors. Sure enough, they were all taken away.

"I lost it, I ran for nothing, and I only replaced three grenades with two bullets."

Sean wanted to pick up the pistol, but then he thought that it would be useless to pick up without bullets. This is not a game. You can pick up a bullet that just happened to be used by walking a few steps with an empty gun.

Sean didn't want to give up, so he left the equipment room and started looking for rooms one by one.

The first room was an office. A bald fat man was bitten beyond recognition. He was shot on his chest and half of his shirt was stained with blood. He should have been killed by his colleagues before he could mutate.

Sean went through a few cabinets and found nothing.

The second room was a utility room. Sean looked at it and then stepped out.

In the third room, a pair of men and women in uniforms pointed a pistol at each other's heart. It seemed that they were sent to each other's road in fear and despair.

Sean wanted to pick up these two phones, but found that they were holding each other tightly. Sean couldn't help but increase the strength, and with a "kick!", it directly broke the bones of the body's index finger.

"Sure enough, there are bullets."

Both Glock 17s used only one bullet. Sean guessed that there were only two bullet shells around the two who committed suicide. It was very likely that the two of them would send the other party directly to the road without shooting at the outside world.

After putting away two pistols, Sean retreated, walked through the corridor, returned to the hall, and planned to go to several rooms in the opposite corridor to continue searching.

But when he heard a sound from afar, Sean immediately picked up the shotgun and looked out the street through the scope.

Seven or eight zombies were running towards this side in the distance, with the visual distance of about three or four hundred meters.

"Fak! It was the gunfire that just now!"

In a quiet environment, the sound of the shotgun can be heard far away. Obviously, the two shots of the zombies in front attracted these missing zombies.

Three or four hundred meters, there is at most one minute to escape.

Without hesitation, Sean ran to the pickup truck parked more than ten meters away at the door, pulled open the car door and got in.

The ignition gear started in one go, and the zombies in the rearview mirror were already close to dozens of meters.

Sean kicked the floor oil and the pickup truck rushed out with a "boom!"

"Two legs still want to outperform four wheels?! Haha..."

Sean couldn't help but grin as the distance got farther and farther away.

As soon as he withdrew his gaze from the rearview mirror, a loud bang came from the roof of the car, which scared Sean trembled and almost threw the car onto the street wall. Fortunately, the reaction was prompt and quickly called the steering wheel back.
Chapter completed!