zombie frenzy

Chapter 520 The soldier who is about to starve to death

The sky is clear and cloudless.

The torrential rain overnight stopped suddenly at dawn, leaving only puddles of stagnant water on the wilderness.

The two armored vehicles left the road and stopped at the edge of the grove. There was silence around them. There was a pot on the bonfire, and a puff of white gas rose from the pot, exuding a tempting aroma.

The car door opened, and the people inside were sleeping soundly under the canvas used to protect them from the rain, snoring non-stop.

After fighting in the first half of the night, after throwing away the corpses, the exhausted people threw away their weapons, lay down on the car, and let the cash truck take them to an unknown place.

Aunt Camilla got up early and was busy by the fire, preparing breakfast for everyone.

The frozen beef didn't last long after it was taken out, but she chopped it into pieces, added mushrooms and boiled it into a large pot of broth.

Under the fire, the potatoes were completely buried in the ashes. From time to time, Aunt Camilla rummaged through them, moving the overripe ones from the middle to the outside.

People in their 20s have quite a few breakfasts. She has buried a lot of potatoes around. Just looking through and moving them takes up most of her time. The rest is only enough for her to keep an eye on the heat of the broth and add cheese to it. and cut mushrooms.

Guo Fei took a potato with a smile, patted the ashes on it lightly, and peeled off the thin skin. A scent spread instantly, making him feel his appetite after fighting all night.

The car door was ajar, Amy tilted her head against the door frame, with one foot hanging outside, Laura hugged her neck like a koala and curled up in her arms, blowing big saliva bubbles from the corner of her mouth, At his feet, Pippi rested his head on his paws, with his legs stretched out.

A few strands of fragrance drifted past, Pippi's eyeballs rolled around, he slightly raised his nose, sniffing in the air, his little head involuntarily lifted up.

With his eyes widened, the little guy looked at Guo Fei in front of the bonfire, his tail swayed, and he fled out of the cab lightly.

Laura twisted her buttocks to avoid being swept by the tail. She pouted dissatisfiedly and half-closed her eyes. Before she woke up, the aroma got into her nose. She couldn't help but look around and found that Pippi had already rushed to the campfire On the side, the little girl bulged her cheeks, slipped down from Amy's arms angrily, turned over, climbed down from the high cab, and ran to the front with her short legs.

"Be careful, it's hot." Guo Fei smiled and divided the peeled potato into two pieces, blew them patiently, and handed them to the two little guys.

Holding Laura in her hands, she ate until her eyes were narrowed. Pippi moved quickly and swallowed it into her stomach. want to continue.

Guo Fei smiled, took another one, and patted it slowly, peeling off the thin skin little by little.

Pippi's ears moved suddenly, he turned around quickly, stretched his neck and stared at the bushes in the distance, wagging his tail non-stop, with an excited expression on his face.

Guo Fei was startled at first, and quickly picked up the big sword that was put aside. After seeing Pippi's movements clearly, he put down the big sword, patted it on the head with a smile, "Go."

Pippi rushed out like lightning, without a sound, and jumped more than ten meters away.

The branches and leaves in the bushes were shaking, and Pippi held his head up, took small steps, and came out with a hare in his mouth.

He placed it in front of Guo Fei like a feat, wagging his tail constantly, and the corner of his mouth almost reached the base of his ear.

"That's right, Pippi is capable and knows how to catch rabbits." Guo Fei smiled and patted it on the head in praise, "Here's your reward."

This is the first time the little guy has taken the initiative to hunt. In the past, he followed Miya and the others to look for mushrooms everywhere. Pippi looks very big, but in fact, he is only four months old. He just ate too much brain essence. The body develops very fast, and it is a bit bigger than an adult Labrador, with its head held high and its chest high, indescribably mighty.

After being praised, Pippi pushed the hare forward with her small paws, and when she saw that Guo Fei didn't want it, she tore the hare apart in one bite, lay down on the ground, bit and swallowed it, not even letting go of the bones, and ate it in a blink of an eye. Cleaned up.

It's not that Guo Fei doesn't eat wild rabbits, but the little guy has a virus on his body, and those who have been bitten have been infected and turned into zombies.

Although everyone here used his blood to advance, Guo Fei didn't dare to guarantee that eating hares would cause any problems before they passed the test.

……

Fels stood on the roof, hiding behind the fortifications, carefully looking at the playground in the distance.

There is not much food, and it will run out within a week at most. His most important job now is to find a way to open a safe route to carry the supplies back to the warehouse.

The corpse kings wandered around with their own men. There were five or six hundred monsters in the huge square. Although the number was much smaller than before the mutation, their strength was several times stronger. Firth regretted it too late.

The black spots on the ground have been washed away by the rain, and the broken cloth strips, shoes and other items were pushed aside by the stagnant water and piled up like a hill.

Fels glanced over it without any change in expression.

These days, he would observe the catastrophe here almost every day. After seeing a lot, the sadness at the beginning disappeared long ago, replaced by numbness and ignorance.

He gathered more than 200 people under his command, all of whom reacted quickly in catastrophe, and fled here after killing monsters. After several times of internal strife, he finally settled down, and those leaders who were beaten down have become The waste in the monster's stomach nourishes them to thrive.

The occupied barracks and the playground are separated by a high barbed wire fence. No one will disturb the monsters, and they will not take the initiative to attack. The two sides tacitly use the barbed wire fence as the boundary, and each occupies a piece of land, living in peace.

In fact, this annoyed Fels very much.

With long guns and short cannons in his hands, he has all kinds of heavy weapons. However, when the gunshots are fired, countless zombies will rush towards him frantically. Someone did it the first time. After taking away the arsenal, he led the crowd to launch a counterattack. But now they have been digested by the zombies, and the only mark left behind is estimated to be found in the piled up rags.

"Head, it's time for breakfast." A soldier whispered.

Fels nodded, put down the binoculars, bent over, and slowly retreated a few meters before turning around and leaving carefully.

The place where they live is 400 meters away from here, and the middle has been designated as a no-man's land isolation zone, so as not to disturb the corpses by unintentional noises and cause the danger of complete annihilation.

In the cafeteria, the soldiers silently ate their food with their heads down. The plates were full of incomprehensible mush, without color, fragrance, or nutrition.

"In any case, we must find a way to take down the monster these days." Fels said in a low voice.

Several officers looked at each other, the movements of their hands stagnated, but none of them spoke.

"How about sending someone to feint on the other side?" Fels asked.

"Who's going?" asked a second lieutenant.

Fels waved his hand a little annoyed, "Draw lots, whoever gets the lottery wins."

A white man with the rank of lieutenant colonel couldn't help asking, "Do officers also draw lots?"

Fels glared, "Everyone has to smoke, including me."

No one spoke anymore, they lowered their heads and ate the mush on the plate with big gulps. The spoon collided with the plate, making a tinkling sound.

To feint, you need to lure away hundreds of monsters in the playground, and if you are chased by the corpse king, you will die without life. It sounds like a feint, but it can only be said to be cannon fodder.

No one is willing to dedicate their lives, even if the food is getting less and less, they will run out of ammunition and food in a few days.

After Fels took the position of leader, he used to force people to attack, but those guys chose only to flee, and would rather rush out and be surrounded by monsters than be cannon fodder.

"Everyone be quiet."

Fels suddenly pushed away the plate, stood on the dining table, clapped his hands, and said loudly.

More than 200 pairs of eyes looked at him blankly, without a trace of life in them.

"Everyone has also seen that the food is getting worse and worse, and the rations are getting less and less. In the past, even dogs would not eat such things."

Fels pointed to the plate under his feet and said, "Three days, our food can last up to three days. After that, we don't have to worry about alarming the monsters, we will starve to death."

Still no one spoke, and they looked at him blankly, as if he was speaking alien language.

"There is only one way now. I need [-] people to attack on the other side." Fels said, "This mission is dangerous, and I need people to volunteer."

The soldier who looked at him blankly lowered his head for an instant, either continued to eat his mush, or lowered his head and wrenched his fingers.

"Damn it." Fels cursed softly.

He has long understood this ending, he just wants to make a last effort, hoping that someone will jump out and die on their own initiative when they are tired of life.

"Then there is only one way, draw lots to decide." Fels said.

Still no one spoke, not even the officers on his side said a word.

Those soldiers would never agree to not allow officers to join the lottery team, but allowing them to join would make him completely lose support.

Fels showed a smile on his face, "Everyone participates in this lottery, including me."

He has already figured out a way to guarantee that these officers who support him will not be shortlisted, but he can't say it out, he can only hint, and it will be clear when the result of the lottery comes out.

"Is what you said true?" a soldier stood up and asked.

"Shit, do you trust him? If this is the case, why draw lots? They just need to be cannon fodder." Da Bing said coldly.

Someone shook his head, "I don't want to draw lots."

"No lottery? Is everyone starving to death here?" Fels said angrily.

Jumped off the dining table, strode up to the guy, put his hands on the table, stared into his eyes and asked, "Maybe you have a better way to solve it?"

The guy shook his head, shrank back in fear, and said hesitantly, "We have guns and cannons, if we can't, we will fight them."

"Who else thinks this way?" Fels stood up straight, looked around, and asked loudly.

"Yes, I worked hard."

"It's dead anyway, why not do it?"

"I don't want to draw lots, I don't want to die."

"Rush out, take out all the weapons, we will fight."

Fels shook his head, pointed to the surroundings and said, "You also know that we are surrounded by monsters. Once the gunshots are fired, all the zombies will come here."

"I don't know how many zombies there are, maybe only a thousand, maybe ten thousand." Fels sighed, "When the monsters mutated before, we thought that the number of zombies was decreasing, and sooner or later there would be only a few monsters left. Hundreds, or even less, but... I just went to the top of the building to check, and there is no reduction, more than before."

"how is this possible?"

The crowd became agitated and questioned loudly. The faces of the officers changed, and they looked at him in surprise. They didn't know if it was true or Fels made a false claim for the purpose of drawing lots.

"There are really too many." Fels waited until the crowd calmed down, and said lightly, "I don't know where the corpses came from. The clothes on their bodies are different from ours, and many of them are even naked. The corpse king occupies an absolute Most of them, and the number is still increasing day by day, if we don’t take action, I’m afraid we can only think about it in a few days.”

The soldiers fell silent, thinking nervously, looking at each other.

Fels looked back at the officers behind him, smiled, and was about to continue persuading, when suddenly there was a faint roar of an engine, and then a sentry's voice came from the walkie-talkie on the table, "Head, someone coming."

(End of this chapter)