C47

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 sure enough, there were more Zombie piled up on the other side. A big leg bone was inserted into the steering wheel, and it stopped the track.

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 stuck his head out carefully and said in a low voice.

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 around and saw the only man left in Ren's house grabbing 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 wailed and shook Sergeant Major's collar forcefully.

I saw Sergeant Major's face tighten, 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 emotionlessly as if he was reciting something.

"Which group are we in? Why didn't you tell us first? " The man immediately became excited. The woman behind him came over to comfort him, patting his back gently 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 said in a deep voice to Sergeant Major's face, "So according to you, you got the grains later on?"

Sergeant Major nodded 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 …"

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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.

As soon as we arrived at Ghost Market, they separated us, Ren's family and the flagpole guy. This was the usual method used by the relevant 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 lure a few weak ones and using force to intimidate a few weaker ones, the rest is nothing to be afraid of.

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. Honestly speaking, for us, we only lost Lin Hao this time, and this loss was already within our expectations, but the food we got far exceeded our expectations. Seven to eight hundred pounds of food was more than enough for us to survive the winter, and other than the shocking process, the result could be said to be beyond our imagination.

"A hundred catties of food for each person, including the brothers who sacrificed their lives, is seven hundred catties. Mayor Chen also said that in order to express his apologies, he would give you an additional fifty catties! 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 full of rice. Although it was a little bit yellow, it looked as good as any delicacy to us. 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.

I ate four full bowls of white rice with this piece of bacon. When Dr Lee came over and told us that we couldn't eat anymore and that it would kill us if we ate any more, we reluctantly stopped.

After dinner, we saw that it was still early, so we discussed whether we should leave early and get home before dark. Uncle Feng, in particular, had been muttering for a day and a night, afraid that his wife and Casey would worry and eventually agree. 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.