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The ghost master took a dozen corpse chasers and came to the place where Tan Yuner was imprisoned.

They are inhuman.

Only bestiality.

Soon, heart-rending screams came from the mine.

Tan Yuna never thought that she would be so miserable that she didn't even have the opportunity to commit suicide.

She hoped it was a dream.

I really want to wake up quickly.

After waking up from the dream, she was willing to find a random man to marry, and it didn't matter if she could speak a foreign language.

As long as you don't torture yourself.

Gradually, Tan Yuna fainted, she was hungry and tired, and the continuous physical destruction had made her close to death.

I don't know how long it took.

She opened her eyes in a daze, and the cave was pitch black, unable to tell whether it was day or night.

Soon, she fainted again.

At this time, a ghoul walked in, patted Tan Yuner, saw that she was not awake, and probed her nose again.

Very weak.

The ghoul immediately turned around and came to the ghost master.

"Ghost master, that woman is about to die."

"I haven't woken up yet, my breath is very weak, and I guess I won't be able to last today."

The ghost master looked at the wind and sand outside the cave.

"It's another sandstorm, it seems that the Beijing District Convoy 03 can't come to us at noon today."

Ghost Master thought for a while.

A decision was made in my heart.

"Slaughter that woman, she will die anyway, while it is still fresh."

"Okay."

The two corpse chasers lifted their axes, turned and walked towards the depths of the mine.

The other side.

Jingmeng Expressway, Songlin Gou.

The Beijing convoy was trapped here, the sandstorm overwhelmed everything, and the convoy could not move an inch.

All cars closed their doors and windows.

Helplessly waiting for the sandstorm to end.

Qingya looked out the car window, the visibility was less than 3 meters, and there was a faint sadness on her face.

"This weather, there are sandstorms almost every day.

"It's not yet in Beimeng."

"Once you enter the territory of Northern Mongolia, the wind and sand will be more serious, and I am afraid that you will not be able to walk 50 kilometers a day."

Sandstorms pose no life-threatening threat to the convoy.

But the duration is long.

If you are lucky, it will be over in three or four hours, and bad luck will last for a day or two.

Captain Beard, smoking in the car again.

Or the pack of cigarettes from the zombies last time, although it has changed its taste, but it can be addicted to smoke.

"Made, I really envy the people of White Bear Ditch."

"The latest news says that it has become a primeval forest, and the dog knows it, and I don't know when we will get to White Bear Ditch."

"No bragging."

"When I get there, Lao Tzu will find a big tree, build a wooden house underneath, and kill him without leaving."

Everyone in the car was looking forward to it.

In fact, everyone knows in their hearts that when they reach the White Bear Ditch, the "Feng Shui Treasure Land" has long been occupied.

But it does not affect everyone's fantasy.

Only fantasy can obtain spiritual comfort and not collapse on the way to migration.

"Qingya girl."

"You three Zhang are so beautiful, when you get to Baixiong Ditch, you may be able to mix a good future."

Although there were only three women in the car, Qingya, Xiaoran and Lu Feifei.

And they are all beautiful women.

But the men in the car still respected them, because the flower of killing was famous, and the three people from the center of Beijing District were killed to Bada Wanli City.

This is definitely not something that can be done by luck.

Moreover, the people of the militia regiment are all police arrests and retired fighters.

Relatively speaking, the quality is still relatively high.

At least for Qingya, they will not have frivolous behavior.

"Baixionggou wasn't recruiting people some time ago, and there is only one condition for women."

"Young and beautiful."

"In my opinion, the leader of the White Bear Gou base is an LSP, and the Qingya girl definitely doesn't want to become a vase."

"What about Xiao Ran and Lu Feifei?"

The two looked at each other, and although they did not speak, they both saw the answer in each other's eyes.

They are strong people killed from the zombie pile.

Attached to men?

Never thought about it.

"In fact, there is no need to think so absolutely about the White Bear Ditch base."

"According to the current information, this base area does not belong to Jinhe District, nor has it been merged into Beijing District."

"You know, Commander He has already arrived at Baixiong Ditch."

"The Doomsday convoy is still independent."

"It is enough to show that the strength of the other party is very strong, and the leader must not be a vulgar person."

"It's best not to think of him as a desolate and unscrupulous emperor of the last world."

Qingya kindly reminded.

None of the people in the car were fools, and they quickly figured out the key.

A contingent that even the military cannot assemble.

There must be something special.

"But I'm optimistic, Commander He may have some concerns, so he is waiting for our large army." (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

"Once the convoy arrives at White Bear Ditch."

"Not to mention tens of thousands, guns and tanks, what do you want."

"Perhaps by that time, the leaders of the White Bear Gou Base Area, even if there are thousands of unwilling, can only obediently obey."

"Our good days are here."

The time to wait for the sandstorm is too boring, everyone you say a word, and the analysis is very good.

Until two o'clock in the afternoon.

The sandstorm finally stopped.

Everyone in the convoy immediately got out of the car and cleaned the dust in front of their respective vehicles.

The reconnaissance company in front began to continue to open the road.

Half an hour later.

The huge convoy started and continued towards the city of Ulanbu, and if nothing else, Yangpo Village could be reached before dark.

Tomorrow you can enter the territory of Ulan Bu City.

The other side.

The ghost master's team of ghouls also took action immediately.

"Hurry up."

"Hurry up and get on the bus, you must arrive at the Beijing-Mongolia Expressway before dark."

The purpose of the ghost master is also clear.

Arrive near the highway in advance, wait for the Beijing convoy to pass by, and then catch up from behind.

And so it goes.

You won't be mixed in the middle of the 377 convoy.

By nightfall, they can take action to prey on the human survivors behind the convoy.

At this time, more than three hundred ghouls were carrying supplies into the car.

They basically have no luggage.

A group of monsters that still retain human intelligence, but have lost their humanity, do not need much luggage.

One cold weapon is enough for each person.

It's more about carrying gasoline and diesel into the car.

This team of ghouls has looted the useful resources near Maquan Township.

The grain has long been rotten.

There is only gasoline and diesel fuel to see, and a lot of hoarding.

Wait until all the fuel is loaded into the car.

More than three hundred ghouls also got into their own cars, a total of more than twenty cars of various sizes.

The convoy headed for the highway.

The ghouls in the car, all wrapped in headscarves and wearing sunglasses.

In this day and age, bandanas and sunglasses are standard and do not arouse suspicion.

It just obscured their hideous faces.

Even if you come into contact with the people of the Beijing convoy, you will not reveal your identity.

It was past four o'clock in the afternoon.

The convoy of ghouls arrived near the highway and lay in ambush behind a sand dune, where they waited quietly.

More than an hour passed.

In the distance, a modified heavy infantry fighting vehicle slowly approached.

"Ghost Master, the Beijing District convoy is here."

"Prey has appeared!".