In Zhang Xiaoqiang's view, the mountain outside the car is not as beautiful as other places in China. All kinds of shrubs on the mountain are just like the hair on the head of a leper. There are no trees or soil. Looking around, the mountain is not only a stone, but also a huge stone.
The stone and the mountain are a whole. The stone with the same color of cement and ash is integrated with the mountain. In the cracks of various shapes and shapes, there are mountain fields of different sizes, which are filled with the earth that hard-working people have carried from the foot of the mountain for generations. In the mountain fields which are not much bigger than dried bean curd, they work at sunrise and rest at sunset, Living a flat and monotonous life, generations of mountain dwellers spent their time in the barren rocks.
All the shrubs grow in the most dangerous places, which are often inaccessible places. Because of the danger, no one dares to climb up and cut down firewood. Only these remaining shrubs can survive and add a little different color to the monotonous mountains. It's just that with the coming of the end of the world, these stubborn shrubs will wither away, without the noise of human beings, Perhaps in this hundred million years to form the mountain forest will be forever silent.
Two cars are driving on the barren and steep ridge. Looking at the monotonous scenery outside the window, Yang Ke'er leans on the back of his chair and closes his eyes. It doesn't change much. With the shaking of the car body, Yang Ke'er sleeps and Yuan Yi sleeps. Shangguan Qiaoyun drives the car carefully on the bumpy and steep mountain road, Zhang Xiaoqiang also felt a strong sense of sleepiness, and he kept pouring in.
Zhang Xiaoqiang shakes his head hard and waits for the monotonous mountain outside the car more carefully. They come out to search for survivors. They have no specific goal. They all rely on their eyes to search. Zhang Xiaoqiang dare not be careless. Those families living in the wild are very tolerant of being missed by the fleeting motorcade. Today they are missed because of the carelessness of the motorcade, Tomorrow they could be a flash corpse in the wild.
There are also many families in the mountains. Some old-fashioned loess houses are built not far from the two sides of the dirt road. As long as they follow the path along the road, they can get to their home. However, as the Loess houses are left behind the cars, Zhang Xiaoqiang does not see any houses with human activities. There are no human beings and even zombies, Only some of the zombies in hiding places were found by Zhang Xiaoqiang's keen eyes.
Obviously, this mountain area used to be a hunting area for big blackbirds. Each of the five members of the big blackbird family is a big guy. To ensure their daily consumption, it takes at least hundreds of zombies to feed them every day.
It's a pity for Zhang Koizumi ang to think that if the big blackbird doesn't attack the living people, they don't have to kill the big blackbird. When the big blackbird continues to breed, countless zombies will one day be eaten and wiped away by the big bird family. As for whether there will be more terrifying mutant animals than zombies to become new enemies of human beings? Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't expect that far.
This is a small town stuck on the road. The town is old and in a state of dilapidation. All kinds of damaged farm vehicles and motorcycles form a pile of obstacles on the road. The road passes through the center of the town and divides the whole town into two irregular halves. Countless zombies are lurching in the messy buildings, From time to time, zombies kicked over the empty bottles and rotten iron blocks on the side of the road, making a jingling sound.
Whenever a strange sound comes out, the wandering zombies, like bored idlers, gather around the place where the sound comes. When they probe there and find nothing, they disperse one after another. However, when the sound comes again, they repeat their previous actions and enjoy it time and again.
"Touch ···" a zombie falls to the ground in the process of walking. It struggles repeatedly on the ground to get up, but it is too weak to eat for a long time. A zombie steps on it, and finally the zombie does not move. The Zombie's body is like a wooden pile on the ground, and it is trampled by other zombies.
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