"Sob sob sob … I finally see a living person. I'm going crazy hiding here. It's so hard to wait for death every day. You guys are like my real fathers …"
Huang Quan and Lu Xiaobu stared coldly at the young man who was crying on the ground. This person was in his early twenties and was wearing a set of Adidas sportswear that they couldn't tell if it was the real one or a fake one. His hair was long and messy, and he looked like a street artist. His face was relatively clean, and he looked normal with acne all over his face.
"Bullsh * t, I brought people to kill thousands of zombies just to save you?
Where did the others go? "
Lu Xiaobu hit the man's head with his walking stick, grumbling nonstop. He was depressed.
"Aiyo … you can't blame me. Those who were alive all ran to the town. My legs were weak and I couldn't run, so I went up. Who knew they were all dead …"
The young man hugged his head and screamed, telling them what had happened.
"What's your name? What did you do in the past? What's your specialty?"
Huang Quan did not care whether he saved one or a whole group. The town had found more than two hundred tons of food, enough to last the camp for a month and a half. It seemed like this business was not a loss.
"My name is Liu Zetong. I used to look after the materials at the construction site. Specialty?
Does never losing a game of mahjong count? "
Hearing Liu Zetong's specialty, Huang Quan and Lu Xiaobu looked at each other. They knew that they would not bring this guy along.
"We came from the WH City. People starve to death there every day. Only professionals with special skills won't starve to death. We saved you, but it doesn't mean we'll bring you back. Find a place to stay. If you're lucky, you can continue living. We've already killed all the zombies here. Find some wild vegetables and cook slowly."
After Huang Quan said this, Liu Zetong's face changed. He looked at Huang Quan and Lu Xiaobu blankly, not knowing what to say. Huang Quan had already made it clear that they did not have the food to feed a piece of trash.
Huang Quan and Lu Xiaobu did not give Liu Zetong another look and turned to leave.
Liu Zetong watched as the two of them walked further and further away. As far as he could see, the team members carrying the rations crashed into the carriages one by one. Even the scattered rations were carefully picked up and packed away. He believed that he wouldn't be able to find a single grain of rations in this town. Looking at the piles of bones and countless litter on the streets, he realized that if the convoy left, this place would become a ghost town.
"Don't abandon me, I'm useful … I'm useful … I'm definitely useful …"
Liu Zetong screamed in panic and ran after the two. Just as he reached their side, he reached out to pull on Lu Xiaobu's sleeve. His fingers were just a hair's breadth away when the black butt of the gun smashed into his face. He covered his face and rolled on the ground in pain. As he rolled, he saw the two's footsteps getting further and further away. He crawled on the ground towards them, mumbling incoherently.
No one pitied him, and no one looked back. The militiamen came out of the houses one by one, carrying bags of all sizes. They walked towards the convoy with smiles on their faces. Even though Liu Zetong was struggling at their feet, they did not give him a second look. Some of them felt that he was blocking the way, so they kicked him to the side of the road and stepped over his body to continue moving forward.
Liu Zetong's heart was filled with despair, and he started to cry. He curled up on the dirty street, leaning against the white bones and crying loudly. Beside him, the black eye sockets of a skeleton stared at him silently.
Liu Zetong's cries were unusually loud in this quiet town, but no one cared. There were too many people in the colony who were worse off than him.
Liu Zetong saw that no one looked at him, and he knew that crying was useless. He wiped away his tears and looked at the soldiers and militiamen.
Suddenly, he saw that not everyone had guns. The official soldiers were wearing military uniforms with rifles on their backs, and the militiamen were dressed in different colors, holding knives and shields.
"Wall … Wall … Oh, I know there's a wall there …"
Huang Quan, who had just gotten into the car, heard the strange screams and looked at Lu Xiaobu with confusion. Lu Xiaobu did not know either. He looked out the window, pinched his nose, and asked in confusion, "What wall?"
"It's right here. That's where the weapons are kept. My father is the janitor there. When I was young, I went in there once. Through the iron fence, I could see many wooden boxes and cannons wrapped in tarpaulin …"
Liu Zetong held his bruised cheek and carefully pointed at a spot on the tourist map.
Looking at the dot, Yomi furrowed his brows. The dot was not far from where they were, only a few dozen kilometers away. What annoyed him was that the dot was very close to a red dot on the map. That was a sign of extreme danger. It was the nest of the giant bird. Back then, when they passed through the nest of the giant mutated bird, they happened to pass by the main road in front of the armory of the armed forces.
That afternoon, even though they managed to scare the Great Blackbird away, they did not do any actual damage to it. The angle of elevation of the 30-millimeter cannon was too small, and the firing speed was not fast. If it were Lu Dun, the Great Blackbird would have been killed long ago, and he would not have been in such a predicament.
"Brother Lu, what do you think?"
Huang Quan had some ideas, and he asked for Lu Xiaobu's opinion first.
"It's a chance, a chance given to us by the heavens. We don't have many guns, and these people can barely equip them. The militia at the camp can't, so there's no need to worry too much about it. Let's go take a look first."
Lu Xiaobu had always been an opportunist, and he was not afraid of the big bird. In his eyes, he was not afraid of risks, but he was afraid that the benefits would not outweigh the risks.
"I think that our mission today is to collect building materials, so we should focus on the mission. Besides, we can only transport half of the building materials and all of the food today, and the rest of the construction equipment can't be transported. It's not like there won't be a chance in the future. Why don't we tell Zhang Xiaoqiang first and let him make the decision?"
Huang Quan was a cautious person. As someone who grew up in the military, he disliked all uncertainties. To him, the mission was the most important, followed by the life-or-death problem of the camp's food supply. "Aiya, brother, look at the time.
"Aiya, lil 'bro, can't you take a look at the situation? We don't seem to be doing very well in the colony. Brother Cockroach is being very careful, he's afraid that the hundred thousand survivors will revolt. Guns are the most important thing, everything else is bullshit. Furthermore, you don't even know what that place looks like, how are you going to report it to Brother Cockroach?
How are you going to report it? "
Huang Quan was silent for a long time. He looked up at Lu Xiaobu and insisted.
"We came out today to look for building materials. We've already found them, and the camp is waiting for food. We can't complicate things. I don't agree to take the risk."
Hearing Huang Quan's words, Lu Xiaobu panicked.
"What did we rely on to get to where we are now?
It's Zhang Xiaoqiang. It's the guns in our hands. Now that we have the chance to get a large number of firearms and ammunition, you're still hesitating. If you see an opportunity, you have to grab it. I believe that Zhang Xiaoqiang would do the same if he knew. "
After saying so much, Lu Xiaobu stared at Huang Quan, but Huang Quan refused to budge. Lu Xiaobu was enraged. His urgency for the armory was beyond Huang Quan's imagination. He had followed Zhang Xiaoqiang for a long time. In order to fight for the ammunition in the prison, the base had thrown nine lives into it. He knew all of this.
To him, Zhang Xiaoqiang was his god. Without Zhang Xiaoqiang, he would still be fighting the zombies in hunger, still waiting for a small cup of spring water in the small camp. How would he be living the good life he had now?
Lu Xiaobu waited for a long time, but Huang Quan did not reply. He just looked out the window.
Anger rushed to Lu Xiaobu's head. He opened the door and got out, shouting, "Search team, assemble!"