Seeing that the blood in his palm was covered with blood, Yang Zhilin immediately shone the diagonally above him with a flashlight. He only saw a man with blood on his face pouring down on the trunk of the tree. The blood slowly fell down his forehead. His eyes were stained red by the blood and turned round. With this dead gaze alone, he knew that the process of death was extremely painful.

Looking at the face covered with blood under the light, Yang Zhilin's back felt a little cold when he rolled out from the sea of ​​blood. It was not because the death made him feel scared, but when a person would die quietly at some point.

It would be fine if you didn't hear it by yourself, but it was a bit bizarre that even the people around you didn't hear it. At this time, footsteps came from behind. When people were thinking, their nerves would become highly nervous.

He quickly turned around, with one hand warning the front with a gun, and with the other hand illuminating the front with a flashlight. At this moment, when there was enough visibility, a figure appeared in front of him.

"Don't shoot! It's me!"

After seeing it clearly, I realized that it was my adjutant and immediately said, "What are you here to do?"

"Are you still afraid that something will happen to you? Have you found that person?"

Yang Zhilin looked coldly and pointed to the tree behind him. The adjutant used a flashlight to shoot it, his face disappeared instantly, and he frowned and said, "Is there an enemy nearby?"

"I'm afraid it's not the enemy, maybe it's a ghost hunting. Among so many kinds of zombies, only ghost hunting can kill a person so quickly and so easily!"

"We first walk out of this area, and it's not too late to rescue this person when we return. After all, under such visibility, in areas with many woods, hunting ghosts is like fish in water, and killing people is too easy." The adjutant suggested.

Although Yang Zhilin is loyal, he can tell which is more important. He will never drag the entire army into the quagmire just because of a soldier.

So he nodded, and the two returned to the army together and ordered a quick march to pass through this area as soon as possible. But at this moment, a sound came from a corner behind the army, and only he could hear: "Why are you pulling my rope?"

When Yang Zhilin heard this, his hair all over his body exploded instantly and immediately roared: "Be careful!"

But he never heard the echo again. The man who had just spoken disappeared out of thin air. In such a narrow and visibility place, such a terrifying thing happened, which led the soldiers to feel nervous.

Yang Zhilin also saw that the situation was really not optimistic at this time. The weather helped the nearby ghost hunting, hoping that after eating the hearts of two people, he would be able to eat enough and not attack himself.

"Go away! Get out of here as soon as possible."

Then the soldiers endured their fear and accelerated their pace to leave the place.

Because of the decrease in vision, the hearing becomes sensitive, and all small sounds will be infinitely amplified at this time.

The most obvious ones are the sound of brushing leaves and the sound of banging on the trunk. All of these sounds represent that the hunting ghost did not give up on these people, but continued to follow and jump back and forth on the branches, causing the above sounds.

Yang Zhilin and other soldiers were listening carefully to this voice, and it can be said that he was also judging his position. Escape was not his style. Although the ghost hunting was very fast, it would be difficult for a person to deal with it if he was on the flat ground, but if he was on the tree, he only needed to judge his next place, and he might be able to kill him.

Yang Zhilin was chasing this opportunity at this time. While he was running and listening to the sound, his steps suddenly stopped. Almost at the same time, he turned around and raised his pistol, and then shot the trunk in the air.

The gunshot suddenly erupted, and a black shadow fell from the branch and fell to the ground with a thud. Before he could get up, he saw a soldier closest to him pulling his finger and a bullet hit the shadow's head.

I was originally going to get up when I fell to the ground, but my body swayed and collapsed on the ground, and there was no movement.

Everyone couldn't help but smile on their faces, and they also admired their regiment commander. They actually had such good shooting skills. No one here didn't know how difficult this hunting ghost was to hit.

Yang Zhilin didn't care about his good marksmanship. He only focused on whether this hunting ghost died or not. He slowly leaned against the corpse, but his eyes were stunned.

He saw the hunting ghost lying on the ground, and for a moment his head was filled with questions, because the one in front of him was not a hunting ghost at all, but an ordinary zombie. Yes, it was the most common one, and even the green crystal was not covered.

Yang Zhilin held the pistol tightly and pointed at the corpse. Such a bizarre phenomenon forced him to nervous because as we all know, the most ordinary zombies only had a faster speed at night, and even their strength did not increase. They were not as likely to resist the bullet as they were covered with green crystals.

If they are during the day, they will think of a gentle kitten. If they encounter a zombie with ankle fracture, you don’t even have to run away. Just walk at a constant speed and you can even throw it away for a few streets.

So jumping back and forth on the branches, under what circumstances can it happen to be such a primary zombie?

Yang Zhilin couldn't figure it out, but he saw from the zombie that blood was oozing from his forehead that this matter might have to be more troublesome than he thought.

Perhaps the whole thing was not a distress signal at all, or perhaps it was just something that unilaterally wanted to bring people here. Yang Zhilin frowned at this time. If possible, he really wanted to return the same way, but it was difficult to do it.

His reckless side was revealed. If this action was continued, it might cause unpredictable casualties, but his military courage told him that he must continue to move forward and see what was ahead.

After all, this place is still a territory of the South Heaven Gate. No matter what happens, it will pose a threat to the entire force. Yang Zhilin will never allow such a thing to happen.

Looking at the empty pupils of the zombies, he slowly stood up and said, "Just hunting ghosts all the time, everyone continue to move forward and maintain the team shape!"

After such a thing happened, everyone continued to set off. Some people in the last row saw the corpse. Although they did not come forward to see it, they could also feel that the corpse was not the so-called ghost hunting, because the body proportions of the ghost hunting were not that.

So the people behind were already entangled, but the thick fog gradually dissipated. The fog was so fast that it went quickly, like a stranger passing by, quietly taking away two lives.

However, the estimated destination is getting closer and closer. After so much trouble, the sky is really dark this time, and the insects in the forest are starting to become active at this time.

Yang Zhilin walked in front of the team, and suddenly a flashlight shone a trace of life. Because there was a piece of grass in an area disappeared, there was a fire pit in the middle that had been extinguished for a long time, and there were robbed materials next to it.

It seems that there was no big problem with the original plan to suppress the bandits. Those bandits were indeed near this area, but this was just right. If you meet those bandits, you would never talk much nonsense. You will directly wipe them out with these 500 people!

But at this moment, they saw someone slowly walking out of the woods on the side. Yang Zhilin immediately made a gesture and saw the soldiers lying on the ground as if they were fast, and their breathing sounds were a little weaker.

Yang Zhilin also lay on the ground at this time, staring at the figure. With the faint light, he saw that the man was actually wearing the dress of a bandit. In Shuzhou Province and the northwest areas, these bandits would wear leather boots on their feet. The higher the leather boots, the greater the power of the person. In addition, they would tie a piece of cloth around their necks, so that their faces could be covered at any time.

This man's leather boots are indeed very high, and it seems that his position will not be low either. So Yang Zhilin changed his mind to capture him alive so that he could take out some words from his mouth.

But at this moment, he saw that behind the bandit, he was actually dragging the porcupine, holding the pig's legs and dragging it on the ground.

Yang Zhilin lay on his back on the ground, added a muffler to the gun, and then pointed it at the right leg of the bandit Naming. With a muffled sound, the bandit kneeled down on one leg. What was strange was that he didn't say a word after being shot.

At this moment, the bandit slowly turned his head. This time, Yang Zhilin saw his face. The pair of eyes were definitely not humans. The whites of eyes almost occupied the entire eyeball, and the pupils actually shrank into the size of an ink dot, which was clearly the eyes of the zombie.

Yang Zhilin felt a little strange. Since entering this forest, there have been so many strange things that have happened to the zombies. He immediately pulled the trigger and hit the zombies with a few bullets.

But the matter did not end like this. After the gunshots, Yang Zhilin slowly climbed up from the ground. What he couldn't understand was why this zombie wanted to carry this wild boar. No zombie had ever known how to carry things before, and even hunted ghosts could not. They would all solve the problem on the spot and leave after eating.

What about the zombies in front of you who actually have human characteristics?

Just when he was puzzled, the sound of leaves sounded from the woods opposite him. Yang Zhilin couldn't help but raise his gun, and dozens of black shadows emerged from the woods. Yang Zhilin looked around roughly and felt his whole body stiff.

Just because these black shadows are like the falling zombie, what is bizarre is that he is carrying wild boars, and these people are holding guns in their hands!

Yang Zhilin shouted, rolled and crawled behind a tree, and shouted at the soldiers: "Counterattack! Hurry up! Open fire!"

There were only crackling sounds of gunfire left in the silent woods...
Chapter completed!