Desperate Game Cat Hunter

Even under the anxious roar in the car, Yiwei's gun did not put down.He stared at me like he could kill me with his eyes.

At the same time, I was staring into his eyes.Usually, people's eyes change obviously before they want to kill someone. Even if they can't escape, I will drag him to hell.This person is really annoying.

"I said get in the car, don't you understand?" Al's voice slowed down and was very heavy.He has probably reached the limit of his patience, and I think things are going to get worse.

Fortunately, Kerry walked over and suppressed Yiwei's gun aimed at me, smoothing things over.I put the gun down after Evie put it down.

After a brief interlude, everyone returned to the car again.Start the car again and leave the town along the road.There was no sound in the car except the sound of the engine.

Al sat smoking a cigarette.The smoke made him look a little blurry, and I vaguely felt that he was frowning and didn't know what he was thinking about.

I suddenly thought of the dream about Al talking in his sleep.It was unimaginable that Eru would speak in such a gentle tone outside of the disguise.For a moment, I wished I had met him before this world-destroying event arrived.

It was only for a moment, and after that moment, I felt that I was a little abnormal.

In the next few days, we ate very little every day, so little that it was unimaginable.Five people shared the same box of biscuits and ate them all day.I could hear my stomach rumbling with hunger, its useless wriggling, but there was no food for it to digest.My stomach started to ache slightly from the acid.

At night, I finally stopped having nightmares.Because I was too hungry to sleep.My head is full of food and all kinds of weird ideas.

There was no vigil tonight, as if no one cared if someone attacked.Perhaps for us now, it is a good thing for someone to attack.

Just because no one is watching does not mean that everyone is asleep.In fact, very few people were able to sleep, because I could hear everyone breathing very lightly, and no one was talking in their sleep tonight.The breathing of a sleeping person is always long and gentle, and its sound is relatively loud.Moreover, since we are physically weak, the lack of dream talk can only mean that basically everyone is not asleep.

Even sleeping has become a luxury.I wonder if we're done.

I suddenly thought of the dessert that the woman baked.She wasn't really good at it, the sweets either seemed completely inedible or so sweet that they started to taste bitter.But unexpectedly, my stomach squirms even more when I think about those things.If it were now, I should be able to swallow them all without hesitation.

I couldn't help thinking of that woman and the bag of bread she was holding in her hand after turning into a zombie.

She should feel no pain now.This thought suddenly made me feel infinite anger and jealousy.

Why should I live like this.I abandoned my humanity and feared following a group of lunatics who could only kill and abuse, and now I still have to endure such pain.

But how peaceful are those who died now? !They don't need to worry about food!No need to worry about nightmares!No need to worry when someone will make you die in excruciating pain! !

Why am I living like this? !

Anger for no reason took over my heart.Hunger always makes people vulnerable.If it goes on like this, I think I'm going crazy.I envy the dead with hatred.But he is unwilling to give up his life like them.

The night was finally not so long because of this unreasonable hatred.

In the early morning of the next day, we set off again to find the next resupply location.

But our bad luck is not over yet.

"Although this is still bad news, I still want to tell everyone that we may not have enough gasoline." One morning Kerry looked at the people in the car with a embarrassed expression, as if he was unwilling to say Things that make everyone continue to be depressed.

Gasoline is running out.If that's the case, I think we're almost done too.

That means we'll ditch the car and walk instead.We're going to be slower, and we're going to be dropping loads of supplies—you know, there's only five of us, and it's impossible to carry all the armed resources, medicines, and what little water and food is left on the supplies cart.

Al muses, he hasn't smoked since yesterday.I don't think he's quitting smoking for his health, all the people here are not afraid of death, they are a bunch of desperadoes.But while not afraid of death, no one wants to die so meaninglessly—being starved to death, it feels miserable and pathetic just thinking about it.

In the end Al decided to ditch the RV, and everyone went to the supply truck to stay.Then concentrate the gasoline in the supply vehicle to use the remaining gasoline to support us to go further.The RV was originally just for everyone to rest more comfortably.With the current mood, as long as he can survive, whether he is comfortable or not is completely unnecessary consideration.

When we got out of the car, Yiwei suddenly threw me on the ground.I was completely defenseless because I was too distracted, and he just suppressed me like that, without the excitement of killing people before, and some only had killing intent, which was so pure and terrifying, he said,

"Come on kitty, make the most of your life. We need you."

Holding the dagger high at my neck, licking my lips, as if looking at a delicious meal.Maybe I'm no different to him now than the hare Al hunted.

The dagger fell suddenly.It was so shocking that I couldn't do anything, I felt like every muscle in my body was stiff and I couldn't do anything.What a sad thing.

Just when the dagger was about to fall to my neck, Yiwei, who was pressing on me suddenly, turned to one side——Al kicked him.

Yiwei's dagger aimed at my neck slashed towards the ground next to my neck.And plunged deep into it.

"What are you doing?!" Yiwei looked at Al angrily.

"Now is not the time to waste time." Al looked at Yiwei with an extremely dissatisfied voice, "Don't let me see it next time."

"I'm hungry!" Yiwei said loudly, as if venting his dissatisfaction, "I'm hungry! I'm hungry!"

It took me a few seconds to react, and then I hurriedly got up from the ground.In fact, my legs trembled even when I stood up, both from weakness and from the lingering fear I had just had of the close call.

"Isn't this cat kept for slaughter?" Yiwei growled.I even feel that these two people are about to fight.

"Yes, and no." Al stated, "He is the last food. Not for you to spoil now."

Evie opened his mouth, calmed down, looked at Al, and then at me.Then he yelled and cursed something, got up from the ground and rushed to the supply cart angrily.

Al turned to look at me with indifferent eyes, "Don't try to run away, honey."

Everyone got into the car.But my mind has not come back yet.

I was terrified that Al would suddenly become endearing or confide in me.Because it's tantamount to a death notice.

It feels like raising livestock.The reason why I am still alive is not because they need teammates, but because I am their last food, their hope of survival at the last moment.

At the last moment, I don't need them to use special manpower to carry it, and it won't rot and deteriorate over time.

Or it is not a domestic animal, but a dog.Also helps them bite before finally being cooked.

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Well, don't get me wrong.It's not sad that they tricked me into being a fellow traveller.This is fear.For so long, I have been unaware of Al's thoughts.

I'm on pins and needles.I want to live, but according to this development, the time I can live will not be too long.

Kerry handed me some water, "I think you need it. You're pale now."

I took it and drank some.It was cold water and had a weird taste from sitting around for too long.Such a thing can't make me feel at ease and relax. It's not as effective as hot water.

"Don't be so scared of kittens." Kerry was probably trying to comfort me, yes, probably, because he went on to say, "Maybe I can meet the next town before I eat you."

It's a really creepy way to comfort people.

I ignored Carrie.With such words and sentences, it is difficult for me to feel grateful for his comfort.I wrapped myself in the quilt I brought over from the RV and closed my eyes to try and keep him from bothering me.In fact, Kerry also left wisely.

Probably due to my eyes being closed, I fell asleep.

The rare thing is that this time I didn't have a dream.

It seemed that the fear of death and the desire to survive once again overshadowed my human conscience.However, I can't compare to feel any emotions related to happiness.

We are still moving forward.The only thing that is a little gratifying is that zombies are often seen on the side of the road, which means that there should be traces of human existence nearby.

Kerry had suggested that Al might consider hunting.But Al vetoed it. He thought we shouldn't waste our time on this kind of thing. A meal or two of game won't solve anything.Of course, in my opinion, the most important reason is that he doesn't want to waste energy, especially after too long a period of insufficient food intake, it is a terrible thing to waste energy.

After about two and a half days of marching again, the gasoline was completely used up.This is also something that can't be helped. When Kerry realized the gasoline problem, there was not much left.Originally we focused on food and water.

We had to get out of the car and walk.Food, water, medicine, and the most reasonable weapons and equipment, everything else must be discarded.

Rost also looked at me a little strangely, I think he is almost fed up with hunger.Evie's eyes were more revealing, and he even told Carrie how to eat that part of my body to feel the best.

I thought, I can't go on like this.I cannot sit still.If I don't find a new supply point, I will definitely die.

The hike was difficult as we all had no strength.Walking very slowly, so slow that it is unimaginable.

The night I hiked out, I had nightmares.again.

This time it's not about memories and humanity.

I dreamed that I was hung upside down from a tree, and then dissected bit by bit.

I still remember when Al taught me how to slaughter the people in that remote town who came out to check on us.

When I woke up from the dream, I broke out in a cold sweat. I had to do something...

So, I decided to run away.