The Walking Dead

"Damn it, Hebe, it won't work like this!" Moore and Andrea stood back to back, wielding their knives to finish off the three rushing zombies, "Compared to the beginning, there are more and more of these guys, don't It is said that it will be tomorrow morning, and it is unknown whether I can stay for another hour."

Hebe closed his lips tightly and did not respond to Moore's words. He kicked away the rushing zombies, turned around and chopped off the other's head, and a stream of blood splashed out.

The previous gunshots had already alarmed the nearby corpses. Judging from their advancing speed, it is estimated that it will not be long before the land will be filled.

But what could he say?

Say you don't need to look for it anymore, let Tasia fend for herself, right?

If all five members of his family died and he was the only one left, what reason would he have to continue to live on.

If it weren't for the hope that Tasia would survive, if it wasn't for the thought that his daughter might be trapped somewhere, waiting for his rescue, he wouldn't give up his idea of ​​giving up his life.

Now he was asked to retreat in vain, he could not do it.

With a soft "poof", a zombie finger that suddenly appeared behind Heber grazed his arm, and withered the short arrow on his forehead and fell to the ground.

Heber came back to his senses and looked at the man holding the crossbow.

"There's no need to stick to this place anymore. One of those guys has an SUV off-road vehicle. Judging from the marks left by the tires, it's in the same direction as Rick's departure." Darryl put away the crossbow and stepped on the motorcycle, " We'll leave right away, and if we're lucky, we may be able to catch up with them before dawn."

As long as they stopped to rest and didn't change cars halfway, Darryl believed he would find these bastards and tear them to pieces.

Looking at the zombies staggering out of the jungle in the distance, Heber gritted his teeth, finally chose to believe his words, turned around and sat in the driver's seat, and started the car.

At least Darryl wasn't bad enough to lie about it, he thought.

"Oh, damn Moore, can't you be lighter?!" Andrea was pushed into the back seat by a strong force, almost hitting the opposite window.

She straightened up from the seat in embarrassment, and was squeezed in by Moore before she could sit still.

"If you didn't hesitate to leave, I wouldn't be so rude to you," Moore winked at her with a playful smile, "I also have a very gentle side, and you will definitely discover it slowly in the future .”

Andrea was so angry that she shook the back of her head to this perverted man who was in heat anytime and anywhere, and turned to look out the window.

She didn't want to leave, so what, they were willing to leave because they had clues from Tasia, but she hadn't waited for her Amy.

Even if she chooses to stay, that is her own business.

Who knew that this guy Moore didn't listen to her explanation at all, he just pulled her up and stuffed her into the car.Andrea is really angry and anxious now, and there is a trace of grievance that has hurt her self-esteem.

Conrad packed up the remaining bandages at hand, and turned to look at the woman who seemed to be asleep.

Her sleeping face was calm, and her long eyelashes were slightly raised, casting a heavy shadow under her eyelids.

Connard blinked, every time a new woman, after knowing her future fate, would always cry for several days, until the boss ordered someone to beat her up severely.

He didn't understand how the girl accepted her fate so easily, opened her mouth and still didn't disturb her rest, turned and exited the tent.

No matter what, it's better than those women who escaped countless times and were caught back countless times. They don't have to suffer from flesh and blood at all if they are obedient.

The scars of abuse on the women in the public tent recently have become more and more difficult to deal with.He thought, he had to find a suitable time to have a good talk with the boss.

Maybe telling him that the medicine is not enough will be easier to convince him, as long as the boss is willing to speak, the life of those women will be easier.

Just leave the new girl alone for a while, quietly, so he can give her a little more time to process the sad news.

She must clearly understand that now that she has arrived here, she should stop making unnecessary struggles. Life is always more important than chastity.

With her appearance, let alone let her know what it means to be sensible, as long as she is a little obedient, at least she can live a much better life than other women.

In this respect, Jane is very clever.

After Conrad left the tent, a few minutes later, Tasia slowly opened her eyes and let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, in order to make her lie down more comfortably, Connard untied her hands tied behind her back and tied them back in front.

Tasia stretched out her hands from under the blanket, and the nylon rope was wrapped around her wrists five or six times, causing the blood in her palms to be a little stagnant, and the skin at the edges turned slightly purple.

Tasia raised her hand and groped the hairline with her cold fingertips, until she touched a crystal hairpin before she was completely relieved.

Although they took away her gun and saber, and did not leave a single blade for her, no one could have imagined that a seemingly ordinary girl, her beautiful hairpin was also a weapon.

She gently lifted her injured thigh again, but she was sweating profusely before she lifted it to 45 degrees from the bed, so she had to give up this movement.

Tasia closed her eyes again, it was not time to run away, at least she couldn't go anywhere until her injury recovered.

The only thing that can be thankful is that she is not the only woman here, and the robbers outside are not so hungry and thirsty that they can't even wait for this time, and insist on forcing a cripple to pick up the guests.

Heber drove the car, walking left and right among the zombies blocking the highway, the front windshield was almost covered with dark brown blood.

They could no longer use cold weapons to destroy the corpses. Heber yelled at his companions in the car while controlling the steering wheel: "Start opening the window and shooting, shoot quickly! If there are too many zombies, close the windows immediately, and don't be caught by them!" catch!"

The other three immediately acted in accordance with his instructions in a tacit cooperation, and quickly cleared up the roaring corpses in front of them. Bursts of gunshots broke the tranquility of the night and spread to distant places under the sparse starry sky.

The car bumped over the edges of the stumped limbs and arms on the ground, slammed into the zombies that were too late to shoot, and fled along the avenue in a panic.

It wasn't until nearly ten miles away that the tense atmosphere in the car gradually eased.

In the dark night, it seems that boundless thick ink is smeared heavily on the sky, and even the last gleam of the stars is hidden in the invisible clouds.

The shadows of trees on both sides envelop the cold expressway heavily, entangled like two giant pythons and wind their way into the distance.

Suddenly there was a faint flickering light coming from the corner ahead, and the people in the car all clenched their guns and raised their vigilance.

The light on the opposite side gradually became clear, and a pickup turned around the curve with low beams on and came head-on.

Heber slowed down the speed of the car, and when the two cars drove close together, they suddenly heard Andrea's surprise cry from the back seat.

"Stop, stop quickly, it's Amy and the others, I recognize this pickup!" She patted the back of Heber's seat excitedly, crying and laughing, before the car stopped, she opened the door and rushed down.

Amy, who couldn't believe it, looked at her sister who appeared in front of her eyes, and finally couldn't suppress her emotions, and threw herself into Andrea's arms with red eyes.

When Amy sat in the pickup truck driven by T-boy, away from the farm and detoured into the small road, there were still a steady stream of zombies relentlessly chasing after them, and they were forced to give up their plan to return to the avenue and drive further and further.

At that time, the three of them thought that even if their teammates hadn't died this time, it was impossible for them to meet again.

Until later, T Tsai couldn't bear the crying of the two women, and agreed to find the highway, and then go back and have a look from a distance.

But it took them a lot of effort to drive back to the main road. It had been too long since the zombie horde struck. In fact, everyone had no hope of finding survivors at all, and they just wanted to ask for comfort.

Amy hugged Andrea's waist tightly, bit her lower lip tightly to suppress her voice, and let the tears roll down. Fortunately, God still favored them.