Desperate Game Cat Hunter

Thoughts of running away took over my mind.This is a bit similar to impulse shopping in peaceful times. Just for a moment, I really want to do something, even though I now know that there is little hope of successfully escaping.

Because of walking.The place where we camped was not as sheltered from wind and rain as in the car, and the environment was very harsh.So I doubt they are asleep.

Too nervous and skeptical to be sure of my own judgment.After all, it's rare for everyone to have a good night's sleep recently, but now I can clearly hear that their breathing has become longer and more regular.

I got up cautiously, and tried to walk a few steps away to see if someone could stop me.If so, I explain that I'm just going to relieve myself.

No one reacted to my stepping out.Except Kerry rolled over and resumed his sleeping breath.

I turned back carefully again, I needed to leave with food and water.Otherwise I wouldn't live long.

But I can't take all of them, if they are all, they will definitely come to follow me in order to survive.

It dawned on me that this was a dead end.Even if I managed to escape, I'd die by the time I ate what I had brought - I don't think I was lucky enough to find a new supply point.

Oh, in this world, the dead are the happiest.

But I still don't intend to regret it.I still intend to escape.I took a few boxes of biscuits in their food, and a fair amount of water.

Just when I was holding the food and was about to turn around to get the medicine, a voice came over and he asked, "What are you doing?"

My heart suddenly rose, and then I turned around slowly, and Rost had woken up.He sat up with his upper body, and the gun in his hand was pointing at me,

I tried my best to let myself relax, at least not to make myself look so guilty, I put down my food and raised my hand, without protesting, I tried to cover it up with a reason, I said, "I just plan to eat, I can't sleep .”

"I've never heard of cats stealing food, only mice can do this." Kerry answered the words nonchalantly, even though it was obvious that until just now, he was still breathing deeply and pretending to be asleep.

If the cat is hungry, it will steal fish, right?

But I didn't say that.Because I understand that keeping silent is the best choice.

The way Rost looked at me made me think he was measuring something.This made me relax a lot. He is different from Yiwei. He is more rational than Yiwei, too much.So if he took Al's words to heart, he would understand that it's not time to kill me yet.

Sure enough, his gun was put down, and he said to me, "I hope you don't do unnecessary things. The less food becomes, the closer you will die. You should understand."

Of course I understand, and there is not much food left now.That's why I need to do something.

I put the food back in its original place under his gaze, and I began to feel like a thief.After putting it back, I went back to the place where I was supposed to sleep, lay down, closed my eyes, and pretended to be obediently ready to sleep.

After about two or three minutes, I heard the sound of Rost lying down.I open my eyes again, I need to wait, wait for an opportunity.Immediate action is now unrealistic, I have alarmed them.

Then I couldn't fall asleep, and my mind was full of how I should escape from here, how to implement it step by step, and where I should go after escaping to have a better chance of surviving.

But unfortunately, I didn't find the answer for how to live.

But it doesn't matter, no one can give an answer to this question, in such a dark world where no light can be seen.

When the sky was just getting darker, I heard someone get up.But he just sat up, and then I heard a very small prayer.

It was Rost, who woke up so early to pray, I almost believed that he was really a devout Christian, and I thought he should have stayed up all night to prevent me from stealing their food.

Somewhat ironically, for a moment I wish a god would actually hear his prayers and help us find our next supply point.That way I don't have to die so early.

But this is just my personal "expectation" that is completely impossible to realize. Everyone knows that God no longer cares about this world.

Then everyone woke up one after another, but no one talked.Even Kerry kept the silence.I pretended to be the last to wake up and didn't get up until everyone was up.

Everyone carried the supplies they needed to carry on their backs again, and then moved forward.As for what lies ahead, no one knows.

We still encountered zombies on the way.No one has the time to care about that now, they are slow and not good at thinking.Except for some guys who are too close to us are a threat and must be eliminated, no one wants to spend energy, energy and ammunition to deal with them.

As we walked further and further, more and more zombies began to appear.I can't tell if this is a good thing, it means we may be close to a new supply point, but at the same time we need to waste supplies in order to deal with more of them.

Soon Al gave the order - try to finish them with a dagger.Although this is very exhausting for us who are tired from the road, we can't help it. Now we need to save any available resources, including ammunition.Without ammo, it can become a hassle once you hit an enemy.

We walked like this for another day.Take turns keeping vigil at night, because you have to guard against zombies.

After eating the little food allocated, each of them entered the state of preparing for rest.Whether you can sleep or not, you need to give your body a break.

Everyone's communication is poor.Although no one said it, I can feel that everyone feels that it has come to an end.

Everyone is exhausted, there is no food, even ammunition needs to be used cautiously, zombies are everywhere, and the next supply point they want to find is not even seen.

I was going to take some medicine before going to bed.But it was frustrating to find that most of the medicines were in the supplies that Yiwei was responsible for carrying.There is simply no worse news than this.I don't even need to ask him, because he will never give it to me.

It's just a waste to get medicine for a guy who's about to be killed—I suddenly feel like I'm thinking more and more like them.

My vigil starts in the middle of the night, at my own request.So now I need to recharge my batteries. I quickly adjusted my state and tried to fall asleep, but with little success.

It must have been a long time, but I can't tell how long it was.When my consciousness finally fell asleep slowly, with a clear sound of "pa", there was a slight pain on my face.

I opened my eyes and Al was crouching in front of me.It must have been him who woke me up in this way just now, and told me that it was time for me to keep watch.There is some slight pain and numbness on the left side of the face.That's a really rude way of waking someone up.

I was stunned for a while because of my dull consciousness, and then sat up rubbing my eyes.I had no way of knowing whether it was really my vigil.Because none of us know the exact time, we can only judge by our own estimates.

After I sat up, Al lay down next to me, without seeming to think about going back to his original position to sleep.

The cold wind at night made me wake up gradually.We didn't come out with quilts, you know, it's not worth the money to carry them, they may be bulky.But it also means that the conditions we sleep in now are tough.Maybe they should have thought more about it when they hoarded supplies, and prepared a few sleeping bags or something.

Such thinking is redundant, because no one can change the past.Therefore, no one thought of preparing this kind of thing in the first place.

The cold wind is more obvious when I sit up, and the cold makes me wake up quickly.I began to try hard to distinguish the sound of everyone's breathing, and I was very serious about distinguishing whether they were really asleep.

Yes, I am planning to escape.This is my own reason for asking for a late-night vigil.Late at night is often the time when they are most likely to fall asleep.

Everyone seems to be fast asleep, but I'm not sure.Just like Kerry lied to me last night.As for Rost last night, I prefer to believe that he was woken up by my movements before going to sleep.

I waited a long time again, I was waiting for Al to fall asleep.

But his breathing was always very light, and the frequency didn't look like he was asleep at all.

He suddenly rubbed in my direction, which startled me somewhat.But soon I found out that he didn't do anything, he just moved closer to me, probably because it would be warmer when two people are close together.

His childlike behavior made me wonder again if he was asleep.

"Al?" I asked softly.

"Huh?" The answer was clear and clear.He told me nicely that he wasn't asleep.

To be honest, I seldom heard his voice like this, neither was he loose and teasing;This kind of voice makes him sound like a normal person, which makes people feel a little inconsistent and unnatural.I'm about to think he's not Al anymore.

Then there was silence again between the two of us.I didn't find a reason why I called him, and he didn't ask me why.

After a while, he suddenly said,

"Kitten, don't try to escape."

I didn't answer him.Let's count it as his advice to me.I knew very well what awaited me if I failed to escape—an immediate slaughter.

Time passed by little by little, and I don't know how long it took, but the place close to Al and I did become warm.But I don't think this is a good thing, because of this, my upper body feels colder when I sit and stand.

I suddenly and inexplicably want to smoke a cigarette. This feeling is like you suddenly want to eat a certain brand of chocolate in the middle of the night, without any reason.I looked around trying to distract me from the thought.Just then, I saw a figure moving towards us slowly and stiffly.

Well, it looks like a night watch is indeed necessary.

I hope he can bypass this and go somewhere else.But it is obvious that my thoughts have no effect on it, and then I watched it approach here little by little.

Well, I decided to wait until it got a little closer before dealing with him.On the premise that I can't use a gun, I really don't want to move, so I need to wait for him to get closer.

"boom--"

The bullet flew not far from me, and I could even feel the airflow it brought up.Then I saw the shadow of the zombie over there fell to the ground.

When I turned around, everyone was awakened, and Yiwei had even entered a state of readiness and picked up his own gun.Except that Al was still asleep next to me, and there was no movement at all. I guess he was not asleep at all, so he ignored the sound.

Kerry was putting the gun back, and then he turned to look at me, looking tired, but he said to me, "Cat on shift."

I suddenly felt that the vigil was superfluous again.Because almost no one can sleep now, and everyone is alert.Maybe the vigil is just mandatory to waste the possibility of one falling asleep.

But I won't put that thought out there.The only thing I need to do now is to be silent, pretend to be good, and then find the time to get out of here.It's not easy, so I'm going to be extra careful.

I lay down, across from Al.When I was fully lying down, I realized that this position is not very good.It's very nervous to breathe and hear each other like this. You have to know that you won't be able to sleep well if you sleep across from someone who almost killed you several times.

I hesitated to move, or at least turn my back on him.After about ten seconds, he acted before me, and he turned around.

To be honest, although the difference is only face to face, the distance has not changed.But the sense of oppression he brought to me is still much smaller.I closed my eyes and meditated—it was time for the vigil, and I couldn't hope for a chance to escape.

After lying quietly for a while with my eyes closed, I also turned over.Al and I fell asleep back to back.Because of the close contact, the back can feel the warmth very quickly.It made me feel a lot better in this cold night.It's just that this position puts pressure on my left arm, which doesn't feel good.

I was thinking that since it can't be kept, why can't the pain-sensing nerve die together.I'd be much more comfortable that way.But extra imagination is useless, I can only try to minimize the pressure on it through slight adjustments.Because I am greedy for the warmth of my back, I don't intend to change my posture.