Endless Road of Corpse

We jumped down from the truck in a hurry, and only after we got off did we realize that the tracks of the bulldozers, especially between the steering wheel and the driving wheel, were filled with layers upon layers of Zombie s. These Zombie s had almost been grinded into minced meat by the steel gears and tracks, but there were still a few heads that weren't damaged, and they were still squirming, moaning, and howling on the dark slurry like wraiths struggling out of hell!

"Run!" The tracks are broken! " Sergeant Major shouted from the other side. I went around to take a look, and as expected, there were more Zombie on the other side, and one of them just happened to have its leg bone inserted into the steering wheel.

At that time, the torrent of tanks and armoured vehicles looked indestructible, but the flesh and blood Zombie did not seem to have any chance of winning at all. In reality, however, these steel monsters would always be trapped by the endless sea of corpses, and in the end, they would either be damaged or their fuel would be exhausted in the encirclement.

Fortunately, we were already quite a distance away from the group of Zombie. A distance of fifty to sixty meters was enough for us to escape from this group of Zombie that were extremely slow. After sprinting for a while, we finally managed to pull away from the group of Zombie by more than two hundred meters and hid ourselves behind an office building.

"They're not coming up." Sergeant Major stretched his head out carefully to take a look, then lowered his voice and said.

Actually, there's no need to be so careful at all. Everyone knows that the Zombie's eyesight is extremely poor, and at this distance, even if you wave your hand at it, it's unlikely to be discovered. I saw that the Zombie were still packed full into the street, but they were no longer moving as one. Instead, they were wandering aimlessly around, colliding with the Zombie frequently and changing directions upon contact. It was just like Brownian movement I had learned from junior high school physics.

I withdrew my head and collapsed onto the ground. At this moment, I felt that my limbs and bones were all in pain, as if I was being ruthlessly rubbed by a giant hand inside a gunny sack.

"Why the fuck did you run away?" A voice that was deliberately lowered, yet filled with extreme anger, suddenly sounded. I turned my head to look, only to see the only man left in Ren's house, holding onto Sergeant Major's collar and asking, "Ah? Why leave us there? My family... "Sob, sob, sob …" The man started to cry, but he tried to keep his voice low, but the sobs that came from his throat sounded sad.

"Wuwuwu …" My family... All dead... Wu wu wu … Are you still f * * king human? " The man cried as he shook Sergeant Major by the collar.

I saw Sergeant Major's taut face, but there was a hint of guilt in his eyes.

"Yeah, Captain Zhang..." "You guys are too f * cking disloyal, why did you leave us behind and run away?" The flagpole man also interrupted in a weird tone.

"This is a predetermined tactic. If there are too many Zombie that we can't defeat, we can let a portion of us attract the attention of the Zombie …" Sergeant Major said without emotion as if he was reciting it.

"Which group are we in? Why didn't you tell us first? " The man from Ren immediately became excited, the woman behind him immediately came over and comforted him, gently patting his back to calm him down.

"Tell us first?" The flagpole man sneered and said, "Tell us first, are we going to return? "It's clear that they want us to die …"

"Let's not talk about this first …" Uncle Feng suddenly stood up and waved his hand. He looked at Sergeant Major and said solemnly: "Based on what you said, did you get the food afterwards?"

Sergeant Major nodded his head slightly. "We went in through the back door."

We all stood up at once.

"How many?" San Mao asked anxiously.

Sergeant Major looked around at us and slowly said, "There are a lot of …"

There was indeed a lot of food, and most of it exceeded our most optimistic expectations. Staring at the six or seven hundred jin of food in front of us, we were flabbergasted and looked at each other in dismay. We had all swallowed down the words of reprimand that we had previously discussed.

Once we arrive at the Ghost Market, they will separate us, the Ren's family and the flagpole guy. This is the usual method used by departments to handle mass incidents, dividing up first, then breaking through each and every one of them, making it impossible for you to form a united front. Using benefits to tempt a few weak ones and using force to intimidate a few weaker ones, the rest is nothing to fear.

It seems like we can be considered to be using the benefits to lure them over. When we saw this pile of grain, the dissatisfaction towards Ghost Market in our hearts decreased by more than half. To be honest, for us, this trip only cost Lin Hao a single person. This loss was originally already within our expectations, but the food we received far exceeded our expectations, it was enough for us to get through the winter, other than the shocking process, the outcome could be said to be beyond our imagination.

"Everyone weighs 100 Jin of food, including the brothers who sacrificed themselves, for a total of 700 Jin. Mayor Chen also said that in order to express her apologies, she would give you another 100 Jin! Are you all satisfied? " A gentle looking man with gold-rimmed glasses pointed at the pile of grains.

"This …" Uncle Feng walked over and opened a bag. Inside was a bag full of rice, which, although slightly yellowish, looked to us like any other delicacy, and this gave us a peace of mind.

"Then it's settled!" The cultured man waved his hand and said, "Today, the canteen specially cooked a sumptuous dinner for you all … I heard there's meat! It's not safe at night, so don't take the night route. You can rest here for the night and go back tomorrow! "

We let him in without knowing and we followed him without knowing it.

Dinner was indeed very sumptuous, and there was really meat. Everyone had a large portion of steamed bacon, and there was enough rice! This is the first time I've eaten meat in the past month. This kind of meaty meat that I didn't even touch before now seems to have some kind of magic, as if the entire world has disappeared, leaving me and it behind.

When I tried to take a bite, the rich fragrance of the bacon immediately filled my mouth and nose. The fatty oil flowed into my mouth, and my taste buds were like detonated explosives as they sucked up every single odor molecule. With my chewing, the meat pieces broke into tiny minced meat pieces, and the fragrance spread like crazy waves in my mouth … As I swallowed, the gravy slid down my throat, and I even experienced a kind of religious piety.

This time, I ate four whole bowls of rice with this piece of salted meat. Only when Dr Lee came over to advise us that we shouldn't eat anymore and that it would cost our lives did we reluctantly stop eating.

After dinner, we saw that it was still early, so we discussed whether we should leave early and return home before nightfall. Especially the Uncle Feng, who had been nagging at us about it for an entire day and night, afraid that his wife and Casey would be worried, and finally reached an agreement. When we came here, we pushed three wheelbarrows, which could carry about four hundred kilograms of food. As for the remaining three hundred kilograms, the people from Ghost Market pounded their chests and promised us that they would come and take them at any time.