Zombie Crisis: Survival comes first

"The knife has killed zombies, so what should I do?" Uncle Wa also encountered a difficult problem. He looked at Chen Yu and asked.

"I'll look for it." Chen Yu remembered the last time he used glass to treat wounds in the car, and then he saw the glass fragments at his feet. He stood up and pinched the edge of the glass with his coat, and then struck it with the handle of the dagger.

There was a click and the glass shattered.

Then Chen Yu sat down, took the pheasant, and slashed it, causing blood to flow freely.

"Oops, there's nothing to bake." Chen Yu slapped his thigh.

"I have a way." Uncle Wa stood up and walked down.

A few minutes later, Uncle Wa came back with a few wires in his hand.

"Where did it come from?" Chen Yu took the wire and took a look. There was no rust on it and it looked quite clean.

"Use the back of the knife to hold these, and then break them off with your hands a few times." Uncle Wa came over and sat next to the fire, picked up the pheasant meat that Chen Yu had cut, and skewered it.

Chen Yu also followed suit.

Soon, the pheasant meat was sizzling under the fire, and the aroma was fragrant. Chen Yu smacked his lips and said, "It would be nice if there was salt."

"Haha." Uncle Wa picked up the chicken and smelled it. It was so fragrant. He hadn't eaten meat for almost two months, and then continued roasting: "The purpose of our coming out this time is to find salt."

"Is there really salt?" Chen Yu was stunned. He just said casually. After all, there are zombies everywhere now. Most people look for food first when looking for supplies. Under normal circumstances, salt is not needed, so it is impossible to eat it. Are the cookies sprinkled with salt?

Then Chen Yu picked up the roasted pheasant meat and took a bite: "This is just a simple roast, but it is much better than eating biscuits every day." He said with emotion.

"Haha, it would be nice to eat some." Uncle Wa picked up the chicken skewers and took a bite. Oil flowed all over his mouth.

"Where did you get your flour?" Chen Yu thought of the steamed buns he had just eaten in the morning. Although it was not as delicious as before the apocalypse, it was still pretty good.

"Here, I found it over there." Uncle Wa looked down at the other skewer grilling in his left hand, and pointed in a direction with the chicken in his right hand.

Chen Yu turned around and saw that it was already a little dark, but he could vaguely see a barn. He nodded: "Is that the farm warehouse over there?"

Uncle Wa nodded: "Most of the things there have been moved, but there are still a few large bags of wheat inside. However, there are more than a dozen zombies in the barn, so no one dared to go in and search, and we finally discovered it."

Chen Yu suddenly realized that he thought someone was so stupid that he couldn't recognize that wheat could be made into flour.

Suddenly, Chen Yu thought of something again. If he remembered correctly, Brother Xiao once said that Uncle Wa came back from abroad, so he asked: "Are there many zombies abroad?"

"There are so many." Uncle Wa took a bite of chicken and said while chewing: "In fact, zombies broke out all over the world at the same time. First it was big cities, then small cities, and then towns. The more people there were, the more they fell. quick."

Chen Yu lowered his head to eat and said slowly: "I really miss the life before the apocalypse. At that time, it was just a simple bowl of noodles. Now it still makes me hungry..."

Hearing Chen Yu's emotion, Uncle Wa chuckled: "At least we are still alive now, aren't we? Faces will come sooner or later, and people have hope while they are alive."

Chen Yu also raised his head, looking hopefully to the left, which was the direction he entered the city from, and murmured: "Yes... as long as we live, these things will be recreated sooner or later."

It was getting dark, there were more zombies outside, and the iron fence below was making a constant creaking sound.

"By the way, you said the purpose of coming out this time was to find salt. I'm a little confused. Brother Xiao or Mo Zi, either of them should be better than me, right? Why not call them?" Chen Yu thought of something and asked. .

"It's just two people when we come out. Even if we encounter danger, we can run away." Uncle Wa had finished eating the pheasant meat and wiped his mouth with his hand. "But the base is different. There are many old people and children there. Once it is lost, according to Longshan's instructions, Except for women, no one else can survive the gang’s habits.”

When Chen Yu heard this, he couldn't help clenching his fists: "This is the end of the world, why are you still killing other people's lives like this? Let's work together to survive, okay?"

Uncle Wa raised his head, looked into the night with his deep eyes, and said softly: "In the past, the meaning of the law was to deter some people's behavior to a great extent, so that they would not dare to do it, and they would not be able to do those things. , but now, it has been a year since zombies appeared in the world, and there is no news about the antidote. Even some small cities have been experiencing zombie outbreaks for several months. The system has collapsed. Those people have no scruples and want to take human lives at every turn... .”

Then Uncle Wa began to slowly tell a story from the past.

Before the end of the world, the organization that Uncle Wa joined was a service organization that charged commissions and provided personal safety protection for the boss.

They do not accept the task of murder and arson, do not accept the task of protecting profiteers, etc., and have tried their best to stick to the bottom line.

But the last time, I still got the idea. There was one person in the group of terrorists who was captured by Uncle Wa and his group a year ago. It was his first offense and he had not killed anyone. He made him swear to quit the industry and then let him go. Never mind.

But later, this person developed secretly for a year, and came back again, taking over the task of assassinating other people. The target that Uncle Wa and the others protected that time was a foreign boss who opened dozens of orphanages. Go to that The town planned to build a new orphanage, and approached Uncle Wa and others for protection.

Uncle Wa organized a secret investigation of the boss and found out that he was indeed a good man, so he took over.

But unexpectedly, a group of people engaged in human trafficking targeted him and tried to buy all the orphanages owned by the boss at a high price. Fortunately, the boss kept an eye on it and quietly hired a private detective to investigate, only to discover that the group's purpose, so he refused to sell it no matter what.

Later, almost three hundred well-equipped terrorists armed with automatic rifles surrounded the small town. The gap in numbers was too large, and Uncle Wa was helpless. In the end, he sacrificed all his teammates to break through the encirclement with the goal of protection, but In the end, the boss was killed by a long-distance sniper, and he himself fell into a river and was washed away....

Uncle Wa said slowly: "Cut the weeds without eradicating the roots, and the consequences are often more cruel..."

"The forces in Longshan are essentially people like this. They have no conscience and will not change their ways. They will only recruit those bastards like them. The team will gradually expand and eventually eat away the other survivors step by step." Uncle Wa He looked at Chen Yu and expressed his feelings.

"There are only more than 50 of them, and they are already so heartless. What if there are [-] of them, or even a thousand of them? This is the goal of Xiao Xiao and I. In this end of the world, only one of us and them can survive. "Uncle Wa said in a deep voice.

"This is also my goal!" Chen Yu clenched his hands into fists, looked at Uncle Wa and said firmly.