Cheng Cheng is the best

The two vehicles drove aimlessly. Song Ning didn’t know where to go, and neither did Ping Chengcheng.

Without a map, they could only rely on the position of the sun and the occasional road signs along the roadside.

Ping Chengcheng said, “Then let’s drive to the left of the sun.”

She remembered that the road led south, towards A City. The Ping Chengcheng of her previous life had gone to the base in that city.

However, a year into the apocalypse, that base had been infiltrated by mutants and eventually destroyed.

The vehicles continued to move forward. To encounter fewer zombies, they chose to drive on rural country roads, but the speed was much slower.

“Bang!~”

Suddenly, there was an explosion on the left side of the Sabretooth, and the vehicle’s direction shifted.

“What happened? Did a tire blow out?”

Song Ning got out of the car, laboriously dealt with the three zombies that followed, and checked the tire.

The tire had indeed blown out; a sharp bone was stuck in the tire.

This Sabretooth had been with Song Ning since the beginning of the apocalypse and was considered to have gained some emotional significance.

Her expression was slightly complicated, and she sighed. Leaning against the car door, the dull wind blew, ruffling her hair.

Ping Chengcheng walked to the girl’s side and took her hand.

“Sis, let’s go to Wu Sheng’s car.”

“Okay.”

The two came to the semi-trailer’s cargo container, sat among a pile of supplies, the container door was open, with only a railing erected. Ping Chengcheng sat inside and could see the situation behind the container.

Two or three zombies tirelessly chased the semi-trailer, slowly turning into black dots and disappearing from sight.

Nearby were large fields of wheat, but they were all withered and desolate. The crops were all black and shriveled, lying on the ground.

The rural roads were terrible; the semi-trailer’s huge tires crushed the gravel ground, stirring up gusts of dust.

After driving for another fifteen minutes, they didn’t see any zombies. Ping Chengcheng was a little surprised.

But thinking that it was normal for there to be fewer zombies in the countryside, she didn’t plan to think about it too much.

Wait…

The girl frowned. Wasn’t this scene a bit familiar?

Before, she also felt that it was unlikely to encounter a zombie that could use a gun, and in the end, she almost paid a heavy price.

Ping Chengcheng stood up and went to the railing to look at both sides of the rear of the container.

On the ground, there were fresh human corpse remains, with yellow, fist-sized things, like insect eggs, on the remains. They were covered in a translucent, viscous liquid, sticking to the chest cavities of the corpses.

Her heart suddenly shook.

“Wu Sheng! Accelerate, accelerate!”

“There are Special Infected!”

“Special Infected!?” Wu Sheng exclaimed in a trembling voice. He stepped on the accelerator to the floor, glancing around in panic.

The surroundings were full of dark, necrotic crops. Where? Where!?

A “BZZZZ” buzzing sound rang out from all directions, making their scalps tingle!

Song Ning’s expression was grave. She quickly took out a submachine gun, ready for battle.

“Chengcheng, what did you see just now?”

The girl bit her lip, “Many, huge insect eggs, on a corpse.”

This characteristic was obvious. Ping Chengcheng had seen it in the base’s Special Infected manual in her previous life.

“Egg-Laying Ones!”

Their appearance was no different from normal zombies, but their thigh structure was quite unique, resembling grasshoppers, and they had insect-like buttocks. They were generally blackish-gray, with a shiny sheen. Their specialty was sprinting over extremely long distances.

The end of its information had a passage:

If a woman is unfortunate enough to be caught by it, then she should quickly commit suicide; otherwise, she will truly suffer a fate worse than death. It will use a woman’s body to lay eggs!

However, the leg bones of the Egg-Laying One are one of the best materials for close-combat weapons. Even three years after the apocalypse, they can still be sold for a good price.

“Hiss!!”

A piercing screech appeared all around, causing Lao Ba’s head to ache severely. His ears were filled with endless tinnitus. He touched his ears, and blood flowed out.

A dozen extremely small infant zombies emerged from nowhere, using all fours to charge head-on towards the semi-trailer.

Wu Sheng’s eyes widened, “Damn it, f*ck your mother!”

“Did you really think Wu Sheng, the AAA heavy truck master, was a pushover!”

“Go to hell!”

He heavily stepped on the accelerator, and the semi-trailer roared like a beast, crashing towards those seemingly overconfident, tiny guys with overwhelming force.

What Wu Sheng didn’t expect was that they jumped up extremely nimbly and pounced on the cab’s windows.

“Damn!”

Only then did Wu Sheng notice that these zombies’ thighs were extremely bizarre, with very strong muscles and a structure like the hind legs of arthropods.

He pulled out a pistol from his waist and desperately dealt with the situation. If the car window broke, it broke; saving his life was the priority!

Bullets were fired recklessly, and the infant zombies were shot down, black blood smeared all over the window, with several bullet holes in the middle and cracks all around.

Lao Ba simply punched it, completely shattering the glass to avoid it interfering with his vision.

The car glass first made a “crack” sound, followed by a dense “pop pop” sound, like popping beans. The glass instantly turned into countless fragments.

Wu Sheng anxiously gripped the steering wheel with one hand and held the pistol with the other.

Lao Ba’s lips trembled. He held the submachine gun in his arms and wildly sprayed bullets when he saw a zombie infant jump over.

Black blood splashed into the cab, covering the entire front of the car, appearing extremely strange.

Before long, no more of these infant zombies appeared.

Wu Sheng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and took a breath.

“Damn, that was really thrilling.”

Ping Chengcheng’s voice came faintly, causing Wu Sheng to feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar: “It’s not over yet.”

“This is just the beginning.”

Just the beginning!?

His heart sank.

This was just the beginning?

“Ah!! Hiss——!!”

An even more piercing screech came, causing blood to flow from Wu Sheng’s eyes.

Three Egg-Laying Ones of adolescent size shot out from the dark rice fields like arrows!

Lao Ba screamed and stood up from the passenger seat, shouting as he swept fire with his submachine gun!

However, they simply twisted their bodies, dodging all the bullets!

“This… this!”

The Egg-Laying Ones were extremely fast, and they had already rushed to the front of the car in almost just two seconds!

One of them was even extending its claws, about to grab into the shattered window of the cab!

But Wu Sheng’s expression was carefree. He relaxed all over and even felt a little happy: Tsk… is this it? Maybe death is the only release~

“Bang!” A deafening roar of a firearm.

The claws about to reach into the cab fell weakly. The Egg-Laying One’s hideous head lost its breath, with a large bloody hole in the back of its head. It lay on the front of the car with unclosed eyes, staring at Wu Sheng, making Wu Sheng’s hair stand on end.

Wu Sheng realized that there was a “ding-dong” sound of footsteps above his head. He made eye contact with the Egg-Laying One’s brutal eyes, took a deep breath, and smiled silently in his heart, I’m not dead, you trash.

Ping Chengcheng’s expression was indifferent. She was wearing a tight-fitting black wool shirt suitable for sports and loose, long black sweatpants.

She half-squatted her petite body, holding the sniper rifle found in the Municipal Public Security Bureau, which had a cool and menacing appearance, gleaming with a cold light. She hummed softly.

With her here, she would never allow any accidents to happen!

The real boss hadn’t appeared yet; this was just an appetizer.

Wu Sheng’s tearful gratitude came from the cab under her feet: “Wu wu, Sis, I’ll recognize you for life! Just now, I almost died!”

“Hmph, focus on driving; it’s not over yet!”

Song Ning grabbed the edge of the container roof with one hand and climbed onto the roof. At this time, the girl had just expressionlessly dealt with the remaining two adolescent Egg-Laying Ones, her slender figure standing straight, vigilantly looking at the black wheat fields on both sides.

Song Ning slowly walked to the front of the car. Wu Sheng was driving very fast, the accelerator almost welded to the floor.

The wind was very strong, and the girl’s short hair danced wildly in the wind. Every strand of hair was dancing with the wind, like unconstrained elves, free and unrestrained.

The faint twilight outlined the girl’s profile, with soft and smooth lines. Her delicate nose was pert, and her eyebrows and eyes seemed to be surrounded by moonlight, making her beauty captivating in the interplay of light and shadow.

At this moment, Song Ning was a little stunned.

She seemed different from her usual cute self.

Seeing Song Ning, Ping Chengcheng’s iceberg-like expression melted instantly. She smiled, “Sis, am I amazing?”

Song Ning praised with a smile, “Yes, Chengcheng is the best.”