Desperate Game Cat Hunter

Morning came as promised, and everyone woke up early.Except for Al, who was still asleep.

I'm not sure who else got a peek at his vulnerability last night besides me.I'm not too interested in this though, and I'm pretty sure no one would bring it up or make fun of it at a time like this if they had heard it.

We need solidarity now to get through this difficult time together.At least on the surface, it's best not to tear up the face, so as to give us a better chance of surviving.Everyone understands this, which is why Yiwei has been obediently not coming to settle accounts with me or Al recently.

No one woke Al up, and we all went our separate ways, and we drove on our journey again.

Still boring tones, boring journey.I poked the glass with my fingers rhythmically, and my nails made a regular crisp sound when they hit the glass. Because I haven't trimmed my nails for too long, they have grown to a terrifying extent.I could have trimmed it with a dagger, but that was too dangerous and too difficult for me with my left arm injured.

At this time, Evie stopped me from poking the glass, because in his opinion, the sound was "really annoying." The window was taken down.

But his cursing didn't stop, and he continued to spit out those vulgar and unbearable insulting words.But I ignored it, I don't want to be a gangster, Yiwei is really irritable and irritable, none of us want to talk to him.

I cast my eyes out of the window, and at this moment, I suddenly saw a black object moving stiffly and slowly—it was a zombie.

"There are zombies!" I yelled, pointing at the moving object.This is not panic, but surprise.

Zombies used to be humans.If there are zombies, it means that we are about to approach a place that was once inhabited. It doesn't matter whether that place is a small village or a small town.Just arriving in a new place brings hope.

Everyone in the car looked in the direction I was worth, and then everyone's expressions softened a lot, and some even had a smile on their faces.

Then I can clearly feel the speed of the car has become faster.Everyone seems to be in a hurry.The men who weren't driving were sorting out their weapons—guns, magazines, knives.

Yes, all are preparing for a massacre.Excited and joyful, as if the land that had been dry for too long suddenly greeted the spring rain.

For some reason, I couldn't get as excited as they did.Of course, it's not about being negative and sad thinking about the innocence of the people who will die next.After all, I don't mind killing people, but killing people doesn't make me feel very happy.

Next, the number of zombies encountered on the roadside increased.This proves that we are close to that place, the place where human beings once gathered, with supplies.

Yiwei was so excited that he couldn't stop, went to the damaged car window, pulled off the scotch tape that was in the way, put on the gun, and started to slaughter the zombies on the roadside as the car drove.

It made him so happy that his laughter echoed throughout the car.

I'm not sure how long I walked, maybe four or five hours.We drove to that place, which is a small town.

Our car drove straight into town, and Evie shot everywhere with a gun.He was excited and complained to us how much he missed the incoherent enjoyment of machine guns.

The car finally stopped in the middle of the town, there was even a fountain pool next to it, and there was a sculpture of a little angel not far away.Now there is no water coming out.At the foot of the angel sculpture, a zombie is eating the corpse of the same kind.

Yiwei directly raised the gun and fired a bullet, but the distance was too far and he missed the shot.Yiwei was a little annoyed, and shot several times at that position.In the end, not only the zombie, but also the base of the angel sculpture were full of various bullet marks.

"What are you doing?!" Rost grabbed his hand, looking a little annoyed.

Well, he's a Christian.According to Al, he is a devout Christian.

Yiwei finally stopped, and then shrugged his shoulders at Rost, with an innocent expression full of sarcasm.

I could clearly see Rost getting angry.For him who usually lacks facial expressions, it's really rare to see emotions.

Although if something happens to these two people, I will be the biggest beneficiary.It might sound like a little bit of fear, but honestly, I'm looking forward to both of them getting hurt.After all, they are the two most obvious to me in this team.

Even so, I know that such a mess can't happen now.Al won't let that happen.So he spoke, and in a semi-coercive way sent them to two completely different parts of town to check out the situation.

Next, Carrie and I were also assigned tasks.

Then we spread out to check the situation.But as far as marriage is concerned, I have to say that our estimates of the situation were too optimistic.

The area I am in charge of is a residential area with tall buildings.I need to mop up layer by layer.This task is much harder than it sounds, because the elevator is out of service and you need to climb up floor by floor.

However, when I entered the first room on the ground floor, I realized something was wrong.I broke the lock on the door with my gun and went in.Then I found that the house was unbelievably neat, as if the owner had just gone on a trip.I then rummaged to see if there were any supplies available, but there were none.Even things like quilts were taken away.

I then entered the second house and the third house. When I swept to the fifth floor, the magazines I carried with me were exhausted.But the situation is still the same.Every house is locked, the things in the house are relatively tidy, and there are no usable materials.

In such a situation, I even wonder if someone predicted the outbreak of zombies, and then the whole building or the whole town packed up their things in advance and went out to take refuge-although I don't know where else in this world they can take refuge.But everything was a terrible coincidence, and the house was so tidy that it seemed that the owner would come back to live in it.

Losing the magazine made me feel instantly insecure.If I encounter a group of zombies now, I will die soon, so I decided to go back first.

When I went back, I heard Al tell me that basically everyone would come and go out again.And he told me a terrible corollary—

There may be nothing in this town.

This sounds absurd, because a zombie broke out and led to the destruction of the town.It is impossible not to search for everything, and there will always be one or two places to find this fish that slipped through the net.

No one wants to believe this result.We need supplies so badly.So I stayed here for three days, but still got nothing.

Finally, Kerry guessed that maybe some group of "just warriors" did it.

There's only one explanation—they're here to show off their armed forces.Then the promise of their protection and the lies of Noah's Ark - I don't think this kind of place can really exist in the last days.This is no myth.Then the righteous warriors gained the trust of the living, and they took away all the living and usable supplies.

The credibility of this explanation is very high.So let's get more restless.That means getting supplies from here becomes a bubble.We had to risk starvation on the way to find the next place where supplies might be provided, and, to make matters worse, there was a good chance that that place had also been baptized by those who wanted to save the world.

"How long can our food and water last?" Al asked with a frown.He doesn't look very good-looking now.

"You mean the situation of saving food and money?"

"Don't talk nonsense Carrie! I'm in a bad mood, let's get straight to the point!" Yiwei reprimanded the question for being superfluous.

"Well, it's not optimistic. A week." Kerry paused, and then explained, "If we can eat very little every day, we can last a week."

"A week?!" Yiwei went berserk, "I can't stand it for a day!! I eat the same amount as a mouse every day, you tell me that I will live like this for another week?!"

Yiwei vented somewhat incoherently.It makes him look silly, like a muscular idiot.

"Fortunately. At least one more week will last us to find the next location, otherwise we will starve to death now."

I couldn't help but sneer.No one is in a good mood at this time, and his appearance makes everyone's anxiety multiply.including me.

Yiwei turned his head to look at me, and the moment I met his gaze, I knew something was wrong.At the same time, I also realized that I just made a slip of the tongue - this is indeed the truth, but I shouldn't be the one to speak.I pissed him off, obviously.

"If we don't need to raise another useless cat, maybe we can live longer, can't we?" Yiwei's words seem to be suggesting.However, his tone and actions are not a gentlemanly and polite thing like "suggestion", "When I am hungry, whether it is cat meat or human flesh, I welcome it!"

He raised his gun and aimed it at me.

I immediately clenched the pistol in my hand. The gun, quickly pulled the safety with my hand, and raised it, aiming at him...

"Enough! Have you had enough trouble?!" Al suddenly yelled violently, but it was terrifying in time.I really believe that as long as this sentence is even a second slower, Evie will have shot at me.Of course, so did I. In fact, when he roared out just now, my trigger was only about to be pulled for a split second.

"Get in the car all!! Go to the next location! Immediately!"