Finding Old Joey is indeed a good way. After all, for the current team, this butcher who is full of pig farming knowledge can be regarded as the strongest combat power in frontal battles.

"But, how do you find him?" Hannibal asked involuntarily. In fact, he had always been very surprised. What is the relationship between Old Joey's pig farm and Ziliang's hospital? And why Old Joey can accurately find Ziliang's hospital every time.

In fact, this is not a very difficult problem, because the pig farm itself was built from part of the Immortal Mansion, but that part was really small. This is not to say that the "craftsman" favors Ziliang, but that Old Joey really has no talent for crossing plane operations and can't teach it no matter how much he teaches it. So in the end, he simply gave him a function of "wherever the hospital goes, the pig farm goes".

As for why Old Joy can find Ziliang's hospital every time... the reason is also very simple.

I don’t know if you still remember that Old Joey actually has a piece of paper torn off the “compass”. This piece of paper has no other functions, or it doesn’t mean that Old Joey won’t use it. Anyway, this piece of paper is equivalent to an arrow that constantly changes direction in Old Joey’s hands. Even if you are crazy about the road, as long as you lower your head and follow the arrow pointing, you will definitely find Ziliang’s hospital.

Then, as long as Ziliang opens the compass, he can naturally find where the torn paper on its page is.

So, after a little gossip, Ziliang immediately took out his black notes.

"Well...a good news and a bad news." Ziliang looked at the notes and said:

The good news is that the location of the pig farm is not far from here. You should arrive after walking through this section and then heading east through three to four blocks.

The bad news is that we can't just walk through the streets so blatantly. Although doing so will shorten the distance a lot, zombies are concentrated on the road, so we can only walk the small road there..."

Hannibal frowned. According to his IQ, when Ziliang said these words, he had already combined the action roadmap with the Raccoon City map he just saw in his mind.

"But there is a problem. There are several paths that seem very narrow, and if blocked, it will be very dangerous."

Ziliang raised his head and shrugged indifferently:

"What are you afraid of? There will be no safe place in this city anyway. Even if we stand on this container now, we can't guarantee that any dead body will suddenly become enlightened and climb up by stepping on others. We are fragrant human flesh. They are not as picky as you, so the only thing we can do is to move constantly."

"Okay..." Hannibal responded angrily.

"Since we know the route, I think we should search for these cars first, and maybe we will find some weapons." Quinn said, jumping down the container and walking towards the sea of ​​cars in front of him.

Ziliang and Hannibal also nodded and jumped out of the container together.

......

The cars on this street are very dense, one by one, and even those with straight legs are very difficult to walk, not to mention those zombies who can't raise their knees. Therefore, along the way, Ziliang and the other two encountered no enemies.

"Hi, see what I found?" Quinn poked his head out of the trunk of a car, then waved his hand holding the golf club.

Well, this is indeed a good weapon. At least at this stage, it is much stronger than fists. So she waved her happily a few times, as if she couldn't wait to find a few lost hands to try...

At this time, Ziliang seemed to have discovered something, and he immediately walked in one direction... There was a police car parked there.

Wait until Ziliang approaches.

"Uhhhh..." A moan came. In the cab of the police car, a zombie in a police uniform should have smelled the smell of a living person. She began to struggle and stretched out her arms towards Ziliang. However, the guy's legs were being clamped by the deformed car. It seemed that with his IQ, he would be unable to escape for a while.

"Let me..." Quinn's voice came from behind, and then she happily swayed her waist and walked towards the poor zombie.

The next picture can probably be described as blood and flesh shattering, and brain matter is flying across. It is estimated that the erosion of the virus has made the bones of these zombies much weaker. So when Quinn straightened up with a flushed face, the zombie's head had turned into pieces of big and small pieces.

"Although it's a bit thin, it's pretty good to use." Quinn said gasping. Of course, she was not talking about the zombie, but the golf stick in her hand.

Ziliang didn't have the heart to care about this violent woman's hobby. He walked over and pulled the headless zombie out of the car...

As he thought, he found a pistol from the body.

"Well, it's very good. A pistol with the loudest sound can attract all the zombies in the street with just one shot." Ziliang said, then skillfully exited the magazine: "And with four bullets."

"No matter what, it's better than nothing," Hannibal said.

Ziliang nodded and stuffed the pistol into his waist...

Next, the three of them searched for a while, but the owners of these vehicles were obviously thinking about rushing out of the city, so they didn't bring almost any weapons or supplies. In the end, Ziliang and others only got a pistol, a golf club, and a very short knife. Generally speaking, they were also out of the category of bare hands.

So this three-person team accelerated their pace and walked out of the long street and appeared on the devastated Raccoon City street.

Unlike the previous streets, this street showed the three people more clearly the disaster it encountered. The once clean and tidy street is now in chaos, with many houses broken glass, and none of the shops along the street are intact, making it unimaginable that the prosperity of the past. The black smoke rising in the air is emitted by burning cars, and the ground and walls are full of dry blood. Every place leaves traces of people in the raccoon city struggling to survive.

Ziliang and the other two walked forward closely, and they were so careful when passing the corner of a street, because no one knew what was on the corner.

"If there are corpses approaching, I can probably tell where they are," Hannibal said.

As a gourmet, his sense of smell is very sensitive and he can clearly distinguish the smell of various perfumes and famous wines. Because zombies are "people" who come back to death, many places on their bodies have rotted, and it is really hard for him to not pay attention to the disgusting and unpleasant smell.

So in this way, under Hannibal's leadership, everyone walked through several alleys without any danger.

As Ziliang said, there were fewer zombies in the alley, and Hannibal cleverly avoided the piles of zombies... so everyone was moving much faster than expected.

To be honest, if this kind of slow-moving corpse is not brought together, the lethality is still very low. When encountering a single person, the three people will be beaten to death.

Soon, everyone squeezed out another alley.

Then, a slightly abrupt picture appeared in front of the three of them...

This is an ordinary short street, and at this moment, there are headless corpses all over the ground... and heads that are scattered everywhere...

In the middle of the street, a chubby figure was holding a knife in one hand and a zombie head with black blood in the other hand. The figure seemed to be about to take two steps forward, but then felt something was wrong, and took two steps back, as if it was not right again, and just turned so dizzy, turning around in circles in place...
Chapter completed!