The search operation soon made progress, and the survivors did find daily necessities such as food and drink in the abandoned vehicles.
However, what was different from Tang Xiaoquan's expectation was that a large amount of rice and flour did not appear. On the contrary, they collected a lot of instant foods such as instant noodles and biscuits.
After thinking about it carefully, Tang Xiaoquan felt relieved. After all, at the beginning of the apocalypse, ordinary people would instinctively think that the virus attack was only of a regional scale.
Therefore, even if they leave the city to seek refuge, most of them believe that the government will soon quell the situation and life will return to normal soon.
Therefore, under the influence of such optimistic thinking, they naturally cannot carry too many supplies, as long as they are enough to consume on the road.
Unfortunately, things are unpredictable, and the epidemic is developing much faster and more seriously than people imagined!
Tang Xiaoquan gently took the bag of chips placed in the back seat and closed the car door indifferently.
It is now ten minutes at noon, and the scorching sun is sitting proudly on the sky. The scorching heat is making the earth steam like a dream. The surface temperature is almost 100 degrees. Even if you step on it with shoes, you can still feel it. Feel the slightest heat invading the soles of your feet.
hot! This is the most real feeling of every survivor. The rain of sweat made them wet and wet.
Wenquan Xin looked around warily as he walked. For some reason, he had been feeling restless since arriving here.
At first he thought he might be suffering from heatstroke due to lack of water, but as time went by he finally understood the reason for his fear!
Quiet! Is it too quiet here? It's so quiet that it makes one's hair grow cold!
Obviously, from the size of the abandoned vehicles here and the mess and bloodstains on the surrounding ground, Wenquan Xin could basically determine that a zombie attack on survivors must have occurred here.
But what makes him feel strange is why there is no trace of a walking corpse here!
Could it be that those beasts have wings and can fly? Looking down at the half-skeletal human corpse half crawling in the car, Wenquan Xin sighed helplessly.
There is another person who shares the same doubts as Wenquan Xin, and that is Hu Xiaodong. Sitting on the roof of the GL8, his field of vision is naturally much wider than that of others.
But frankly speaking, he didn't notice the problem of zombies at first. After all, no one wanted to see those bloodthirsty monsters with withered bodies and terrifying faces all day long.
Therefore, Hu Xiaodong focused more on the future direction of the team.
It was only after this period of boring vigilance that he realized that something was not quite right.
You must know that zombies can infect and mutate into the same kind by biting humans. Tang Xiaoquan has already given definite confirmation of this.
Therefore, with so many vehicles, if calculated based on the minimum number of people per vehicle, not to mention hundreds or thousands, you can still clean up even if there are dozens of zombies wandering around, but now...
Looking around, Hu Xiaodong could only see the five black figures rising and falling on his side, and he could only see the piles of cold steel sunbathing in the scorching sun.
Don't dare to be negligent in the slightest. The more this time comes, the more energetic you must be.
In addition, in order to immediately support his companions at the front in times of crisis, Hu Xiaodong called Wei Yang and handed over his compound bow.
Holding the handle of the bow in his hand, Hu Xiaodong felt a sense of peace, and his anxious heart calmed down a little.
He gently pulled out a carbon arrow from the quiver and slowly sent it into the arrow rest. Then he frowned and continued to be alert to the movements around him.
The survivors' results are still expanding, and almost everyone's backpacks are filled to the brim. Although most of them contain scattered items, if they are listed together, the scale is still considerable.
Wang Qiang was searching at the front alone. He felt particularly comfortable after not seeing any trace of zombies for a long time. In addition, he had achieved quite a lot during this period, so he simply hummed a little song happily.
"Zizzi~zizizi~" There was a small audio interference sound. Just when Wang Qiang finished humming one song and was about to start another song, he seemed to hear something in his ears.
Not sure, because the voice just now came so suddenly, almost fleetingly, so Wang Qiang hurriedly stopped and turned around instinctively, wanting to confirm with his companions behind him.
However... before he could speak, Tang Xiaoquan raised his right finger to interrupt his words.
"Shh~" signaled everyone to be quiet. Tang Xiaoquan raised his ears and scanned the surrounding vehicles one by one with his eyes furrowed.
He was sure that the source of the sound was nearby, because none of the five members of his party had the ability to make that kind of sound.
The desolate highway suddenly became silent, except for a few flies that occasionally flew by and made a slight "buzzing" sound.
The audio interference sound disappeared suddenly, as if it had never sounded, but the stubborn Tang Xiaoquan did not give up. He still maintained a still posture. He firmly believed that there was nothing wrong with his ears, and there must be something wrong just now. Something sounded.
And waiting is tiring, especially on this midsummer afternoon when the sun is blazing, and the scorching temperature burns people's skin like a suckling pig.
After a long period of anxiety, Wang Qiang and others finally couldn't bear the heat and gave up. In their opinion, the voice might not exist. Even if it did exist, it was just in the past tense.
So each of them relaxed their sore muscles and bones, and they continued to handle the tasks at hand.
Time passed slowly minute by minute, and the departure of his companion did not affect Tang Xiaoquan in the slightest. He still stood motionless, like a carved clay sculpture.
Perhaps God was moved by his sincerity, or perhaps the owner of the voice was unwilling to be left alone.
All in all, with Tang Xiaoquan's persistent persistence, the "sizzling" sound that he had been waiting for for so long finally sounded again as he wished.
Opportunities always come to those who are prepared. This is absolutely true! His body suddenly shifted and he stepped forward quickly. Tang Xiaoquan did not miss the opportunity given by God this time. After waiting for a few seconds to hear and argue, his eyes fell steadily on a car 2 meters behind him. On a Volkswagen with an armed police license plate.
found it! ! The source of the sound was found! !
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Tang Xiaoquan walked over in three steps and two steps at a time. As the distance continued to get closer, the "sizzling" sound that was only vaguely audible at first became increasingly clear...
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