Taking into account the current material situation of the villa, it is obviously unrealistic to celebrate happily.
After all, not all problems can be solved by just saying a festival. Everyone has to live their lives accordingly, but no matter how difficult it is, this festival still has to be passed.
Although we are in the end of the world, and although human civilization is gradually dying out, Lao Xu still hopes that their small family, which has gone through all kinds of hardships and managed to survive together, can continue to continue some human traditions.
Of course, this is not because he, Old Xu, wants to be a saint. He just wants everyone in the villa to be more comfortable and happy.
So Lao Xu weighed it up and said, although it is unlikely to have a big celebration, a meal celebration can still be done, and everyone really needs to relax their nerves now: "Okay, let's make it on New Year's Day night, everyone together Let’s have a dinner together and let Wei Yang handle this matter.”
Lao Xu's idea coincides with Lin Junfu. The latter also feels that New Year's Day, as the beginning of the new year, is very necessary to celebrate.
This is not only about the importance that Chinese people attach to traditional festivals, but also about whether everyone can have an optimistic attitude towards the current situation.
The successive incidents have kept everyone in the villa under a sense of tension and oppression, and the continued instability has more or less created some uncertainty in their hearts about the future.
Therefore, Lao Lin strongly suggested a celebration at this time. It was not just to relax and de-stress everyone. He was sending a signal to everyone that no matter what problems or difficulties they are currently facing, they will be united and overcome. With dedicated efforts, it was properly resolved. They must be able to live a relatively comfortable life.
Wang Zhongyu drove the container truck he had repaired slowly. The reason why he drove so slowly was mainly due to his unfamiliarity with urban roads.
From time to time, he needs to stop the car and carefully check the hand-drawn map to identify the direction and prevent himself from getting lost due to driving too fast and veering off the direction.
"Hey, Xiao Wang, you have to look clearly. Are we going the right way?" Seeing that Wang Zhongyu always stopped the car to look at the map, Wenquan Xin couldn't help but murmur in his heart. He was worried that Wang Zhongyu was unfamiliar with the road and drove the wrong way. . Plunging headlong into a zombie encirclement would be big trouble.
Wang Zhongyu was not angry at the former's doubts. He still looked forward and followed his own train of thought. He asked calmly: "Haha, don't worry. My IQ is there, nothing will happen to me." It's you who's causing trouble...Brother, just say a few words and rest your mind. As long as you don't interfere, I'm sure everything will be fine, haha."
Wenquan Xin, who was speechless, could only look out the window depressedly, thinking: Don't pretend to be cool, otherwise you will be struck by lightning.
The container truck continued to move forward steadily. Not long after, Wen and Wang in the car could clearly hear the deep roars of the zombies. The appearance of the roars also meant that the vehicle was traveling in the right direction, and they were getting closer to the exit of the town. .
Seeing the flames rising into the sky becoming more and more dazzling, Wang Zhongyu reminded him seriously: "Xiao Wen, sit tight, I'm going to start accelerating."
As soon as the former finished speaking, Wenquan Xin felt that the container truck was obviously leaning forward, and then the engine made a loud noise. Vehicle speed increases rapidly.
Wang Zhongyu knew very well that once the speed of the car increased, it was equivalent to sounding the clarion call for battle. Without him calling out, the surrounding zombies would definitely be attracted by the loud noise caused by the accelerator.
After all, a container truck is not a high-end sports car. The cheap design makes its safety and stability greatly reduced when running at high speeds. Wenquan Xin feels like he is sitting on an airplane under the impact of airflow, drifting from side to side. He subconsciously grasped the armrests of the ceiling to reduce the shaking feeling.
Unsurprisingly, the first zombie finally appeared in front of the container truck. Under the illumination of Wang Zhongyu's simple car lights, his appearance was extremely strange.
There was nothing good to say about these beasts, so Wang Zhongyu held the direction tightly and ran straight into them.
"Bang!" followed by a muffled groan. The unlucky guy was hit by a container truck with full power and flew out.
However, being knocked into the air does not mean that it is destroyed. If these beasts cannot destroy their heads, they will be resurrected on the spot with unlimited full blood, just like an invincible bull B that has been cheated.
Wang Zhongyu naturally understands this characteristic of zombies very well, but now is not the time to pursue the killing effect. As long as he can successfully break out of the zombie encirclement, everything else is unimportant.
The zombies that were knocked away soon rejoined the battle besieging the container truck. He and the five newly joined zombies waved their arms without fear and rushed towards the returning truck in excitement.
The result of the battle between ** and Tiepi was unquestionable. Wenquan Xin just felt that the car body shook several times in succession and then felt nothing else.
It seems that Wang Zhongyu's changes to the lower front bumper of the car still had a certain effect, at least he did not feel any obvious discomfort like above.
However, Wenquan Xin's comfort came too early. These six zombies were just appetizers. The real feast was already waiting in front of them after Wang Zhongyu turned left.
With the help of the lights, Wang Zhongyu had no time to be surprised by the number of zombies. The container truck traveling at high speed came into contact with this wave of zombies. The sound of crushing and impact was endless. At the expense of the left headlight, which was completely destroyed. After paying a price, they successfully broke through the zombie organization's siege.
But the zombies' quick reaction far exceeded Wang Zhongyu's imagination. Logically speaking, from what he had observed on the balcony roof before, although zombies would be encountered along this route, they would not be as fast and frequent as now.
But the reality is like this, it is always so unpredictable. The zombies will never retreat just because you are surprised, so if you encounter them, you can only bite the bullet.
"Sit tight, Wenquan Xin! Turn on the headlights." Wang Zhongyu reminded loudly, and asked Wenquan Xin to turn on the flashlight to make up for the missing light from the damaged left headlight.
Without Wang Zhongyu's prompting, Wenquan Xin also understood that the most critical moment had arrived. They could now either successfully break through the siege of this wave of zombies and continue on the road to breakout.
Or they will be buried in a sea of corpses without a complete body.
At any time, the attack power of one or two zombies always seems not to be feared. However, once these beasts form an organization and appear in large scale, their attack power and destructive power will increase exponentially, which makes people... Difficult to deal with.
Wang Zhongyu felt his scalp numb now, and the successive impacts made him, an experienced driver, feel unbearable pain. The protective effect of the safety belt was clearly revealed at this moment. Without the restraint of this belt, Wang Zhongyu would probably have escaped successfully, let alone a successful escape. Even steering the car is a problem. (To be continued.)
