The on-board channel was broadcast three times in a row.

The entire Beijing convoy was boiling en masse, and now they are not short of food, and water is the most important resource.

Every car is filled with buckets of all sizes.

As long as you encounter a river or reservoir along the way, even if it is muddy water, you will not hesitate to put it into a bucket.

The water is mixed again, and it will settle and clear overnight.

In order to save water, survivors who joined the convoy halfway through did not dare to pour water when cooking.

Usually, the rice is fried and eaten dry.

And the fried rice, store it for a little longer, stir-fry a bag at noon, at least you can eat it until the evening.

No need to stop again to cook.

Near the end of the convoy, there was a modified passenger car with more than twenty people in it.

Both men and women.

Qi Yue is the captain of these more than twenty people, sitting in the co-pilot at the moment, hearing the news of the on-board channel, he was so excited that he showed a rare smile.

Qi Yue's team only caught up with the Beijing District convoy yesterday.

They run out of food.

The fresh water has also been drunk.

I thought that after catching up with the convoy, I would be replenished, but I never expected that the Beijing convoy only gave food.

Later, it turned out that they were dying of thirst.

So I pumped a small half bucket of water and drank it until today, and it has bottomed out.

If you can't find water anymore.

The whole car will die of thirst.

"Sister Qi Yue, great, we will have water to drink tomorrow."

"It's a lot of heaven."

"I heard that it rains every day in Baixiong Ditch, as long as we stick to 577, we will have endless water."

Everyone in the car was talking about water.

Thinking that Baixiong Ditch has sufficient water resources, everyone's faces show longing.

Qi Yue smiled again.

She is an ancient martial artist, exuding a cold and proud temperament, and it is even more rare to smile after the end of the world.

At this time, the wind and sand outside are getting more and more serious.

Sand and dust covered the car windows, blocking the outside scenery, and the windows became reflective mirrors.

Qi Yue looked at his face in the mirror.

Already a lot haggard.

Although she is a girl who practices martial arts, she can't help but regret when she sees her 23-year-old self, her skin is slightly rough.

Before catching up with the Kyo-ku convoy.

She took her men into hiding and were devastated by prolonged exposure to wind and sand.

Originally like an iceberg beauty, she also lost her former grace.

Luckily, she is still alive.

Qi Yue tightened the knife in his hand, this is a one-handed knife, and it is also the standard weapon of the Qi Family Army.

The contract is the descendant of General Qi.

There are no men and women in the family, and the era is to practice martial arts, and long knives and short knives must be proficient.

Qi Yue's knife technique is not the best.

The brothers and uncles in the clan are all more powerful than her, but they turned into zombies in the catastrophe.

Only he killed himself.

The scenery outside the window became more and more blurry, and Qi Yue's thoughts were pulled back to the pre-apocalypse, and in a trance, they came to Hexing County.

The person at the front of the convoy had already arrived in the town of Eldon.

It also means that the vanguard troops came to the territory of Ulan Bu City and entered the sparsely populated northern Mongolia.

It was already dark by this time.

The huge Beijing convoy stopped on the telling road, the wind and sand came to a rare stop, and it was quiet outside.

There was no food to eat at night.

The last bit of water will also be saved until tomorrow morning, and everyone will lean back in their seats and fall asleep.

The temperature is still very high in the evening.

The minimum is 40 degrees.

After a day of sweating, even evolutionaries experienced slight dehydration.

But you can only endure.

When you arrive in the town of Erdon at noon tomorrow, you will have access to water.

Qi Yue licked her dry lips and slept groggily holding the Miao Dao in her arms.

She has two knives.

One is the Qi Family Army-style waist knife, which is a one-handed knife suitable for fighting in narrow and complex terrain.

And a seedling knife.

The offensive of opening and closing, in the face of hordes of zombies, can often play the role of a husband.

Qi Yue killed all the way with these two knives.

Finally, it arrived alive in the Beijing convoy.

The deeper and deeper, the people in the carriage were sound asleep.

The other side.

The ghost master and the others who followed at the end of the convoy had been woken up by someone at this time.

"Ghost Master, it's two o'clock in the evening."

"Almost fine."

Ghost Ye looked at the mobile phone, although there was no signal, but it was still okay to look at the time.

It is exactly 2 o'clock in the evening, when the prey sleeps the most.

"Okay, let the zombies out."

A corpse chaser immediately got out of the car and came to the parking space, which was a medium-sized bus, and there were no people sitting in it.

It's a zombie.

When rushing in the afternoon, I found (addi) a group of zombies along the way.

So the ghost master's people, then the opportunity to cook, loaded this group of zombies into the car.

Now comes in handy.

The corpse chaser controlled the zombies, a total of thirteen, and got off in a very orderly manner.

They are quiet. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) )

There was no low roar.

Because these zombies are all controlled by the corpse catchers.

At this moment, a powerful spiritual force instantly snatched away the control of the corpse chaser.

The entire convoy can have such strong spiritual power, and it is a ghost.

The corpse chaser came to the ghost master.

"Ghost Master, what's going on?"

"Nothing, this is the first operation we have taken to join the Beijing District, and I personally commanded it."

The ghost master used his spiritual power to drive the zombies forward quietly.

More than fifty meters ahead, there was another survivor convoy of cars, who were now asleep.

No one noticed that a team of zombies was approaching.

Soon.

More than a dozen zombies had arrived in front of the last car in the convoy.

They did not act immediately.

The ghost master controlled these zombies, quietly lurking in the sand next to the highway, and then a zombie came to the parking space of the car.

It leaned down, opened its bloody mouth, and its sharp teeth kept gnawing at the tires.

And there was also an angry low roar from his mouth.

Soon.

The roar woke up the people in the car.

"What sound?"

"I lean, a bit like a zombie's roar."

"Where is it?"

"Quickly see if there are zombies nearby."

The people in the car took out flashlights and shone them out the windows, and there was nothing outside.

At this time, a person sitting in the back of the car seemed to hear the location of the sound.

"At the back of the car."

"The sound should be in the parking space."

It's a pity that from the rear windshield, you can't see the location of the zombies.

Moreover, the side windows are reinforced with explosion-proof nets, so even if you open the side windows, you cannot see the movement of the rear of the car.

"Look around carefully and make sure there are any other zombies."

The crowd shone another circle with flashlights.

"Nope."

"Only the rear of the car is moving."

A middle-aged man holds a flashlight in his left hand and a machete in his right.

"Open the skylight for me."

"I'll climb up and take a look."

Soon, the people in the car opened the sunroof, the man climbed to the roof, and then came to the rear of the car to turn on the flashlight to take a look.

No way!

"This doggy zombie is actually gnawing on car tires."

"Margobi, don't let it gnaw through."

The teeth of the evolutionary zombie are very sharp, although they can't gnaw through the steel plate, but they have been gnawing the car wheel belt, as long as you give some time, you can definitely gnaw through.

"Hand me the spear."

"Lao Tzu must kill it, otherwise it will burst the tire."

The man didn't think about why zombies would gnaw the tires of the car.

Soon.

Another man, carrying a spear, also climbed to the roof of the car, ready to hand the spear to the person in the parking space.

Right at this moment.

The ghost master hiding in the car behind showed an eerie smile.

"The time is ripe."

"The hunt begins!".

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