Interactive Fiction: The Right Choice After Unemployment

Chapter 197 Suspicious Clouds
Option two 63.6%, option four 36.3%.

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【Option [-]】

[Stop at the same place, sneak quietly to the vicinity of "Vulture", listen to the situation, and wait for the opportunity to steal]

……

"We stop near here."

Zheng Zhuo gestured for Yan Futi to pull over and stop.

"nearby?"

Yan Futi glanced at the TV broadcasting tower in the distance.

"There is still one kilometer left?"

【problem】

"you……"

"……you're right."

He has no gun and intends to use this as a weapon.Others would definitely not be able to wield this, but it was just right for Zheng Zhuo who had become stronger.

At this point, the first step of taking one step at a time has been taken.

Just like a real zombie.

The RV turned a corner and stopped in the parking lot under the towering TV broadcasting tower.

……

The mastery of the feet is not out of control.

That voice has many.

Zheng Zhuo picked up a potato on the ground and thought.

It can be seen that this is an unexpected situation.

He seems to know why zombies attack humans.

There are many nice things.

He ate a lot of dry food from the stalls, and the hunger still didn't stop.

Can vaguely hear some.

"..."

"(The station has a situation.)"

But honestly, he's hungry now, very hungry.

【Option [-]】

Some impulses for blood and flesh appeared quietly.Zheng Zhuo was vaguely aware of one thing.

These sounds were transmitted to the radio station after distorted broadcasting.

"(Anyway, the face is not for me to see.)"

"The radio tower is sending out signals! The hoarse screams never stop, the footsteps of zombies wandering around..."

... sand ... tap ... sand ...

Zheng Zhuo, Yan Futi and Da Huang got out of the car, and the first thing they saw was a variety of stalls.

"...I'm quitting. I'm going back. Damn it, I'm going to die in this place..."

【Option [-]】

"The vehicle is almost out of gas. The tires need to be overhauled, and many things must be replaced. Otherwise, we will not be able to go far out of the wasteland."

Zheng Zhuo looked at these stalls.

【Option [-]】

"..."

He turned his head and got behind a few zombies wandering nearby.

No one was watching, and everyone gathered in the middle of the small encirclement network surrounded by vehicles.

The echo was heavy, mixed with the voices of zombies from afar.

【Firearms and a lot of ammunition】

"(Too much energy consumption...isn't it...)"

"Ah...ah..."

"(Save some energy first.)"

This is good.

"(You can see the tragedy of the dead body...)"

……

Behind them, there were loud sounds of fighting.

"You almost got into the TV broadcasting tower!" A bearded man grabbed a bald head and shouted, "What are you doing? This is where the richest people in this area live! Get bullets, seeds , magnesium, and aluminum...can be picked up board by board!"

Zheng Zhuo said quickly.

Zheng Zhuo looked around.There were only four "Vulture" cars in the field, and there were only six people present.

"There is a situation."

Dragging the steel bars back to the caravan, Zheng Zhuo told Yan Futi who had restarted the car.

The steel fence reflected Zheng Zhuo's rotten, peeling face, revealing raw flesh and blood.

Yan Futi stepped on the accelerator slowly.The oil level warning and the alarm light came on together, making him frown.

Until then, he had to figure out a way to resupply as much as possible.

[What kind of materials should we focus on searching for at the booth? 】

He turned behind the fence and obstacles on the side of the road, and then canceled 【Transformation】.

He was very afraid that Yan Futi would say that he would return at this time.The closer he is to the card as the target character, the easier the action will be to complete.

The radio rang.

[All kinds of disposable bombs, grenades and other highly explosive materials]

……

The bald head is crazy.Two people pressed him, but he couldn't press it.

The next step is to climb the building and fight in the narrow area.

Booths take up what would otherwise be parking spaces.At the moment, cans, repair parts, clothing and blankets are scattered all over the place.

On the one hand, Yan Futi's hand has also started to deteriorate: the zombie's bite has caused some infection problems, and now, it is difficult for him to hold the gun steadily.

...Sand...Tap...Ga...Ta...Shusha...

He ignored that and turned the FM.

He made a sound that sounded like that, and approached the "vultures" vaguely.

"FM 11.7! When we tried to get closer to the tower, the station started receiving a fixed signal... the same frequency as the Vulture's internal channel!"

"Same as before. I'll come back as I go."

"We haven't seen Boss for a long time, haven't we! We haven't received a signal from Boss along the way! Maybe he let everyone block him and ran away first!"

"Stop!" Another man wearing a turban is also pulling his bald head back, "Crazy, you are crazy! It is a dead end for us to go back now! We escaped because we didn't want to follow the boss to die in the central area, and now go back , will be beaten to death!"

Zheng Zhuo waited for a while, as if there was no more information.He backed up slowly, and when he passed the fence, he picked up a steel bar.

"We can come back alive."

Even Yan Futi, who had experienced strong winds and waves, fell silent at this time.

In order to save energy, he didn't want to bring too many supplies.

And there were not many rounds left in the pistol.

……

……rustle……

"...You are too greedy." Yan Futi shook his head, "No way. Life is the most important thing."

If Yan Futi insisted on not wanting to enter the TV broadcasting tower, he would have to go in by himself and let him stand by outside.

Even though he knew in his heart that this was the end of the world, he was still unwilling to kill people during conflicts.

He points to the dashboard.

It sounded like a lot of zombies hissing and walking around the empty building.

Instead of continuing to advance his ideas forcefully, he changed his words.

But it now appears that one of them was loading supplies into the vehicle while others were stopping them.

It sounded like something was dragging and walking around on the ground.

[A lot of fuel and materials that can make flamethrowers]

Yan Futi didn't speak, his eyebrows were knit together.However, he nodded.

Those zombies aroused the vigilance of the "vultures".They start shooting.Zheng Zhuo had no choice but to give up and leave.

Zheng Zhuo's implication is that the RV can be repaired there.

He has no reason to disagree with the proposal.

The bald head tugged with the others excitedly.

Before they got too close, they heard the sound of arguing.

Radio station?

"How could zombies send signals? There are definitely ghosts, dead souls, and devils from hell in that tower...! I won't go in... I'm going back... Going forward is a dead end! And going backward... who knows the boss Did the mother run away!"

"Then we have to stop near the building first. There are many temporary booths nearby that have been abandoned due to the sudden tide of corpses. Many are maintenance booths."

Zheng Zhuo held his breath and continued to listen.

Zheng Zhuo pointed to the convoy of "Vulture".

He could feel the zombification making every joint in his body scream.But aside from this metaphorical embellishment, he doesn't feel like he's making much noise.

This time, Zheng Zhuo let Yan Futi, who had bad legs and feet, stay in the car.

Zheng Zhuo said to Yan Futi and Da Huang, and jumped out of the car.

……rustle……

……

"You heard it too! That radio station! You are still indifferent, you are crazy!"

Fortunately, Zheng Zhuo has considered this situation.

"FM 11.7? So, it's been a long time since I heard from Vulture."

This voice made Zheng Zhuo's scalp tingle.

It was a chaotic scene.Stuff is scattered all over the place.

"And it's not a waste of time to search there."

When they were far away, Zheng Zhuo saw them moving supplies, so he subconsciously thought that they would also enter the TV broadcasting tower.

Will there really be such a reaction?

"You are all crazy! What is more important than life here!?"

In fact, Zheng Zhuo originally planned to go a little further and steal the shotguns of a few "vultures" leaning against the car.However, when he tried to go further, other nearby zombies approached.

【Option [-]】

【According to the specific situation [quickly prepare] various kinds of widely used parts groups for different tools】

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