After entering the village, Han Feng walked for a while. When he turned around, he could no longer see Brother Wang.

"You two stand guard at the door. If any zombies come out, kill them on the spot!" After giving the order, Han Feng climbed over the not-so-high wall and entered a house.

As soon as he landed, Han Feng looked around. But what he was looking for was not zombies... but tools...

Finally, Han Feng found a steel pipe more than one meter long in a pile of "garbage".

"Hoo! Hoo!" The steel pipe flew up and down in Han Feng's hands. When he waved the steel pipe, it also made a whirring sound. At first glance, it sounded quite powerful.

"It's up to you!" Looking at the steel pipe in his hand, Han Feng whispered, and then walked towards the house.

"Bang!" Han Feng imitated the mobilization of soldiers and kicked the door open.

"Roar! Roar!" Alarmed by the sound of Han Feng kicking the door, the zombies inside roared! Then they rushed towards Han Feng with claws and fangs.

"Haha~!" Han Feng was not angry but happy. He held the steel pipe and rushed towards him!

"Bang! Bang! Bang bang!" Wherever the steel pipe went, the zombies were either broken or their skin was torn... The scene was very bloody at one time.

In less than two minutes, Han Feng killed five people from the "family, old and young" in the house...

Standing in the room, Han Feng looked at the blood stains on the surrounding walls and felt a little sick... Exiting the door, Han Feng took a deep breath of the "sweet" air outside.

"Fifty gold coins, here you go!" After saying this as if to cheer him up, Han Feng opened the door of the resident's house from inside and walked out.

"Let's go to the next house." After saying coldly, Han Feng raised his legs and led the way.

Climb over the wall, enter the house, collect gold coins... Climb over the wall, enter the house, collect gold coins... Climb over the wall...

For an hour, Han Feng continued to kill the zombies in each house and never tired of it.

"Seven hundred gold coins! Yes!!!" Han Feng killed the last zombie in the house, and the gold coins finally rose to 703!

During this period, Han Feng also encountered several second-level zombies, and they made great contributions to Han Feng's gold coin business.

"There should be no level 3 zombies here..." Han Feng wiped his sticky hands and muttered to himself.

"Let's go to the next house~" Along the way, the words the two mobilized soldiers heard the most were "the next house"... Han Feng only killed zombies. No matter how valuable the things in the house were, Han Feng was unmoved.

After climbing over the wall of the next house, Han Feng whistled and walked towards the house. Everything seemed so natural...as if it had been rehearsed countless times.

"Bang!" Kicked open the door and Han Feng entered instantly...

"Fuck!..." Han Feng's crow's beak "opened up"! There was only one zombie in the room... and it was a level three zombie!!

"Luna... Summon an American soldier! Hurry!" While the level three zombies were not moving, Han Feng quickly called for "rescue"!

"Report to the Korean team that summoning an American soldier requires 500 gold coins..."

"Are you still talking to me about this at this time? Confirm! Confirm! Confirm! Hurry up! I'm begging you!" The eyes of the third-level zombies met, but the scene was not harmonious at all... looking at the third-level zombies slowly

Tightened legs, Han Feng knew...

"Whoosh!" Sure enough, the third-level zombie rushed towards Han Feng at an extremely fast speed. And its raised hands also indicated that the third-level zombie was about to attack!

Seeing the level 3 zombies attacking, Han Feng did not hesitate and directly activated his super power of speed!

At this moment, Han Feng didn't think about using his mind power to imprison the third-level zombies. But imprisoning the third-level zombies requires more mental power. If the mental power is used up and exhausted... let alone escaping, he will still be able to survive by then.

It's unclear whether I can stand up and take two steps.

At this moment, speed and passion were taking place in this ordinary room... The level 3 zombies waved their hands in pursuit, and Han Feng tried his best to speed up and speed up his escape.

Han Feng didn't dare to look back, he could only run listening to the whooshing sound behind him. He didn't dare to leave the house either... because there were two mobilization soldiers outside the house. He couldn't say whether he could outrun the level 3 zombies, but mobilization soldiers would definitely

You can't outrun level 3 zombies! Chasing in the house is fine, but once you get out

Going away means two lives...

Therefore, although he was a little frustrated, Han Feng could only endure it...

"Reporting to the Korean team, the call for American soldiers has been completed." Finally, after dozens of seconds of "chasing and playing" with level 3 zombies, Luna's voice came to mind.

"Quick! Let the American soldiers throw in the high-explosive grenades!" As soon as Luna finished speaking, Han Feng shouted impatiently.

"Don't pull the tab! Throw it in whole! Otherwise we will be "buried together"!" After Han Feng said the last sentence, he felt something was wrong... What if the American soldiers were stupid and didn't pull the tab of the grenade?

Pull it open and throw it in...

"Wow! Ding ding ding..." Before Han Feng could finish his words, a black high-explosive grenade broke through the window.

"Hiss..." Looking at the rolling high-explosive grenade on the ground, Han Feng almost stared out of his eyes!

But after the grenade stabilized, Han Feng breathed a sigh of relief... Fortunately! Fortunately, the ring of the high-explosive grenade is still there...

Staring at the high-explosive grenade on the ground, Han Feng ran over instantly and picked it up with lightning speed!

But it was precisely because of this action of picking up that the level 3 zombies got closer!

"Hmm!" Feeling the wind behind him, Han Feng straightened up and used all his strength! Accelerate with all his might! Accelerate again! Trying to get away from the pursuit of the level 3 zombies behind him!

"Tear!" The level three zombie waved with one hand, not grabbing Han Feng, but grabbing Han Feng's clothes... Pulled by two forces, a fragile short sleeve could not withstand such force.

Heroic "sacrifice".

Being pulled violently, Han Feng stopped again...

"Roar!" Perhaps feeling that victory was imminent, the level three zombie roared and stretched out its "death" claws again.

Pursing his lips, Han Feng forced down his fearful mood. He took a step with his right foot to the side, allowing the level 3 zombie behind him to catch a chance. Then Han Feng turned around in an instant, and pulled open the high-explosive grenade with both hands.

ring.

Holding a hard high-explosive grenade, Han Feng slammed it into the mouth of the level 3 zombie.

"Crack!" The crisp sound of shattered teeth came out. The high-explosive grenade allowed Han Feng to accurately stuff it into the mouth of the level three zombie! By the way, he also knocked out several of its hard teeth.

After succeeding, Han Feng did not hesitate. He jumped directly and went towards the window where the high-explosive grenade smashed the glass. At the same time, Han Feng did not forget to shout: "Evade!! Evade!!!"

The broken glass was not completely broken, and there were still a few sharp pieces of glass hanging on the window. The size of the broken glass did not allow Han Feng to drill out smoothly, but at this moment, Han Feng had no other better choice.

Walk through the door? There's no guarantee that a level three zombie won't come out with you. You know, it's holding a high-explosive grenade in its mouth! This thing will explode at close range, and everyone present will have to be buried with him!

So choosing a window is a helpless move. Because the window is small, it is harder to get in and out than the door. Speaking of level three zombies just being attacked, they probably won’t be able to react for a second or two...

After Han Feng jumped out of the window, he rolled several times on the ground to relieve the force of the impact. After stabilizing his body, Han Feng hurriedly hid behind the wall, not noticing in his haste...it was a latrine.

"Boom!!!" A huge sound resounded all around! The violent shock wave directly "blown" the bungalow down! Even the hut where Han Feng was hiding... caused a thousand waves due to the vibration...

After the explosion, Han Feng felt the receipt of three hundred gold coins...

"Dead...dead..." Leaning against the wall, Han Feng said out of breath. Although his tone was weak, the joy was still hard to suppress.

You know, this is Han Feng's first time to "hard-fight" a level 3 zombie head-on! And he killed it perfectly!

"Ugh... vomit..." After relaxing his mood, Han Feng noticed his situation! The weakness of his body and the stimulation of the disgusting smell... made Han Feng retching for a while.

The most important thing is... Han Feng also saw bits and pieces of "The King of Humans (excrement)" on his body! Although it was only a little bit, it made Han Feng roll his eyes...

Forcibly raising his body, Han Feng took small steps towards the outside.

He moved... At this time, two mobilization soldiers and the newly summoned American soldiers arrived, and they helped Han Feng out together.

As soon as he went out and felt the "freshness" of the world, Han Feng asked Luna: "Luna, no one was hurt, right?"

"Report to the Korean team, except for you... no one was injured."

After hearing what Luna said, Han Feng lowered his head and looked at his body...

Blood gurgled out from the broken wound...

"I'm going?!!! Why is it like this?!" He had been experiencing a life-and-death situation just now, and Han Feng was so nervous that he couldn't feel the pain in his body for a while, but now...

"Just now when you jumped out of the window, seven sharp pieces of glass caused varying degrees of damage to you."

"What to do! What to do?!" Seeing the loss of his own blood, Han Feng became anxious.

Han Feng didn't wait for Luna's response, but saw the American soldier walking out alone.

"Why is he gone? To find a source of blood for me?" Han Feng asked jokingly as he watched the American soldiers leave.

"He went to find something for you, something to temporarily stop the bleeding."

After listening to Luna's words, Han Feng took out a cigarette from his pocket... took out a cigarette stained with a small amount of blood, and lit it...

"Hiss...hoo..." I don't know if it was the sound of smoking or because of pain, Han Feng made bursts of hissing sounds.

After a while, the American soldier came back. But at this time, he had a bowl of pot ash (black powder scraped from the bottom of the wok) in his hand.

"Team Han, please be patient." Putting down the M60 light machine gun and the bowl in his hand, the American soldier didn't care what Han Feng said, he just picked up the ash from the pot and applied it to Han Feng's wounds.

"Hiss! What are you wiping on me?! Why does it hurt so much! Ah!!"

"Report to Team Han that this is the ash from the bottom of the pot. The ash from the bottom of the pot is extremely fine and is most commonly used to stop bleeding in rural areas. The tiny powder can stop the bleeding in the wound very quickly and also has anti-inflammatory effects. According to "Compendium of Materia Medica"

"According to the records, the medicinal properties of the pot bottom ash are: pungent and warm. It has the effects of stopping bleeding, eliminating accumulation, detoxifying and dissipating fire. It is mainly used to treat: vomiting blood, bloody stool, vaginal discharge, diarrhea, food accumulation, jaundice, sore throat, mouth and tongue

Sores and other sores, as well as external treatment of trauma and bleeding. It is blind..."

"Hiss...! Stop, stop, stop! Just tell me that this is to stop the bleeding! Why did you teach me some science?" Because of the severe pain, when Han Feng replied to Luna, his tone was no longer as gentle as before.

"Uh... I can't believe... you still know Chinese medicine..." Feeling that his attitude towards Luna just now was not good, Han Feng endured the pain and forced himself to regain his gentleness.

"Reporting to the Korean team, red alert soldiers often need to fight encounters in the wild. Once the first aid medicine they carry is used up or lost, they can only use it locally. Basically, they use whatever is around, so they study "Compendium of Materia Medica"
To be continued...