When the dog king saw Red Tail running out, it anxiously ran over. Red Tail placed the puppy on the ground, and the puppy started running again. Seeing that the puppy was getting better, the dog king was very excited. It kept jumping around on the puppy's head, sniffing the puppy from time to time.
Zhang Xiaoqiang chased after the puppy, holding the bowl and cold medicine. He was about to tell the big dog that the puppy needed to continue drinking the medicine, but … he was stuck. Could the big dog understand what he was saying?
Without a choice, Zhang Xiaoqiang could only use sign language. He made weird noises while gesturing to the puppy to drink the medicine. After a long time, Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped. He noticed that the two big dogs, the five puppies, as well as Yang Ke-er and Meow, were all looking at him with the same puzzled posture. They all tilted their heads to one side and looked at him. Even the degree of tilting their heads was the same.
Awkward … very awkward. Zhang Xiaoqiang was abnormally embarrassed at this moment. He felt like a clown in a circus. Not only that, but there were also seven big and small dogs watching the show. This made him extremely depressed.
Seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang's sad face, Yang Ke-er's eyes lit up. She took the syringe from Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand and filled it with the green tea that she had fed the puppies. She fed the syringe to the puppy that had a cold. Perhaps because it was sweet, the puppy sucked on the syringe.
The puppy that was sleeping in Zhang Xiaoqiang's arms smelled the green tea and ran over, wanting to snatch it from its sick brother. In the end, Yang Ke-er pressed its little head down with her fingers. It could only watch as its brother drank the good stuff. It turned its head and ran to the big dog's feet to act like a spoiled child.
The big dog seemed to be a lot smarter after its mutation. It looked thoughtfully at the sick puppy that was drinking the green tea. Some memories from before the apocalypse came back to its mind.
The big dog lowered its head and brought the sick puppy to Zhang Xiaoqiang's feet. It barked at him a few times, then turned and ran back to the pack of dogs. Red Tail licked the puppy a few times and chased after the dog king, followed by the five lively puppies.
The five puppies ran, and one of them stopped and turned to look at the green tea bottle in Yang Ke-er's hands. Then it turned and ran back. Red Tail barked a few times behind the dog king. Seeing that the puppy ignored it, it ignored it and ran back into the pack with the other four puppies.
When the two big dogs ran back with the four puppies, Zhang Xiaoqiang was still in a daze. He looked at the sick puppy that was sleeping with its belly up after drinking, and then looked at the ruffian puppies that were around Yang Ke-er, asking for drinks. "You, you, you, you, you?
Do you think I'm in a nursery? "
After the big dog returned to the pack, it let out a mournful howl, as if it was saying goodbye to its two children. Then the pack of dogs began to run. Hundreds of big dogs ran into the distance, stirring up a cloud of dust.
The sick puppy was sleeping at Zhang Xiaoqiang's feet. It didn't know that its parents had left. The ruffian puppy turned its head to look in the direction of the pack of dogs. It tilted its head and whimpered a few times. Then it ran around Yang Ke-er's feet, its eyes staring at the green tea. Obviously, it was a heartless puppy.
"Catch … catch it … don't let it run …"
"Here, it's here, come … come …"
"Go over there … it's going to run … steady … steady … damn … how did you block it …"
A chaotic and noisy noise came from the camp. As soon as Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his head, he saw a white thing running past him. Upon a closer look, he found that it was a Pomeranian nearly one meter tall, holding a rice pot in its mouth and chasing the dogs. Under its fox-like mouth, the pot full of rice swayed as it ran, and the white rice appeared in Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes from time to time.
Behind Zhang Xiao Qiang, a few team members holding onto their empty bowls were cursing loudly. It was obvious that their breakfast had been robbed again …
The dogs left, but Zhang Xiaoqiang and the others could not leave for Wuhan City immediately. The dogs had been noisy all night, and no one slept well. After breakfast, a few members of the guard team stayed behind, and the rest of the team members went to sleep. On the unpredictable journey ahead, without full energy and the fastest reaction, the danger could increase exponentially.
At the end of the night, the most tired person was Zhang Xiaoqiang. Others might take a nap, but he stared at the dogs without blinking. When he was finally sure that it was safe, Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes were as heavy as a thousand pounds, and his legs felt as if they were filled with lead. He quickly walked to the simple and crude mattress he longed for. Behind him, Yang Ke-er and Meow each held a puppy and followed him.
At one in the afternoon, after lunch, the convoy set off again. There were two more members in Zhang Xiaoqiang's military vehicle. The sick puppy was named Zhuangzhuang by Yang Ke-er, and the ruffian puppy was named Erlang Shen, all because of the white spot on its head that looked like a third eye.
Not mentioning the two children playing with the puppy behind him, Zhang Xiaoqiang was wondering why the dogs would block his door in the middle of the night. If he did not know the dog king, and the dog king also knew him, he would not know what was going on.
A soft whine attracted Zhang Xiaoqiang's attention. The sick puppy called Zhuangzhuang seemed to be more energetic after drinking the medicine for the second time. Seeing its brothers playing, it wanted to join in. Meow, who was holding it, was afraid that it had not recovered yet, so it hugged it tightly and did not let go. The puppy barked in frustration.
"Could it be?
The dogs are only here to seek medical help? "
Zhang Xiaoqiang understood. It had only been half a year since the apocalypse began, and the Soviet Red Dogs had not completely forgotten their memories before the apocalypse. When the puppy was sick, they could not do anything about it. Naturally, they would think about how they were sick before the apocalypse.
As the owner of a human, they would look for a human nearby.
Coincidentally, the dog king had brought the dogs to Zhang Xiaoqiang. To intimidate and pressure him, the dogs had just displayed their strength, and the dog king had recognized Zhang Xiaoqiang. With an acquaintance, everything else was much easier.
As for the crisis caused by the two big dogs in the middle of the night, the dog king still had time to take a nap. The commotion of the dogs during breakfast was easy to understand. Before the apocalypse, not every dog had dog food to eat. Their staple food was rice. When the rice that they had not eaten for half a year appeared in front of them, how could the dogs not be restless?
If that was the case, then the mastermind behind all of this was Zhuangzhuang, who was struggling in Meow's arms. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the puppy that had regained some energy, "This puppy is not simple."
Although the road to WH City had been cleared, it did not mean that the road ahead was smooth sailing. On the map of HB Province in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hands, there were two smaller cities that were stuck on the old national highway leading to WH City. The national highway was different from the highway, as the national highway usually passed through the cities.
Cities meant a sea of zombies, Type-2 zombies, and even Type-Z zombies. When it came to cities, Zhang Xiaoqiang had always been cautious. Even at the hot spring base, even though he had killed two-thirds of the zombies in the county, he still did not dare to attack the old county that only had one-third of the zombies left. Fighting zombies on a complicated terrain and fighting on a plain were two different concepts.