Eschatology: Raise a Man Into a Husband

Sharp-edged teeth bit his neck, and bright red blood spurted from the fragile neck.

Upon seeing this, the marshal fired two shots at the zombie soldier, and instantly the zombie soldier's head bloomed.

Dark brown blood spurted out, and a lot of blood splashed into the marshal's face.

The soldier who was bitten died quickly, but at the moment of death, his eyes suddenly turned over, and his white face instantly turned into a dead gray.

This is the rhythm of becoming a zombie.

The marshal hurriedly fired one shot after another at the soldier.

"Marshal, we have no retreat. All the zombies in front of us." The soldier in the front car looked at the current situation in the car behind and shouted.

"Find a way to rush out. If you can't rush out, let God make the decision for us." The marshal broke the window in front of the car and climbed out.

An old face was stained with blood.

"Marshal." The soldier in the previous car watched his marshal standing on the car hood, and was immediately astonished.

"Listen to all the soldiers, all focus on the car in front." Dark blue eyes looked around. Groups of zombies surrounded the car and were constantly coming towards the car.

They don't need to be afraid or afraid. Faced with the situation in front of them, the Marshal knew that their chance of leaving here was too slim.

The soldiers in the back followed his orders and climbed up from the roof of the car, and climbed towards the car in front.

"Hurry up, everyone get into the car in front." The marshal looked at the young faces with blood stains in front of him. They fought in blood for so long. It was he who owed them, and he let them. People are in trouble.

From now on he wants to protect them.

"Marshal, get in the car quickly, and we will protect you from going out." The soldiers took the marshal's hand, and the marshal's heart was agitated with their eyes.

"No, you are young people and there is still a long way to go." The marshal pushed the soldier in front of him to the car in front of him.

"marshal."

The soldiers looked at him standing on the cover of the car and looked very vicissitudes of life.

"Marshal, follow us and leave here with us." The soldier seemed to have thought of something, and took his arm, trying to take him away.

"No, you go, you leave here quickly." The marshal shook his head, it is impossible for him to leave here.

Seeing him at the moment, the soldiers shook their heads, "We will not go if the marshal does not leave."

The zombies on the road kept coming from every corner. Seeing that there were all zombies on the road, the marshal knew that there was no possibility for them to escape.

"Well, everyone listen, even if you want to die in this place, you can kill a zombie if you can kill a zombie."

The marshal looked at him with some appreciation in his eyes.

"Yes."

The soldier yelled.

On the city's highway, everyone had a lingering fear of the gunshots coming from far behind.

"They didn't escape." James saw no other cars catching up behind the car. Did they really stay in the city?

"His Royal Highness, they didn't catch up, it seems they didn't escape."

Louis looked at his Royal Highness with sweat all over his body.

It was a real pity that two military vehicle personnel stood there.

"I didn't escape? Why didn't I escape?"

James thought of the people of those two cars, and said that if there were none, it would be gone. How could it not make people feel sorry.

Especially since the road behind is still long, who knows if something terrible will happen later.

If there are no people who protect them and die for them, what is the next way to go?

"His Royal Highness." Louis sighed lightly. After all, their bus turned better in front, but the military vehicles were different.

Plus the zombies around their car obstructed their progress.

So much so that they could not escape in time.

"Louis, you come to drive. There is still a long way to go from here to China." Yuan Shaoming sneered looking at the expressions of the two, looking forward to relying on others to help him escape to another place. Is this possible?

I don’t know how much time it will take to reach China on this journey. People are dying all the time.

Instead of thinking about how others don't protect yourself, it's better to think about how you want to live.

"Let's drive." Louis slanted him and walked to the main driving position.

"Damn, how far is it from here to China, we have no weapons or food, so..." A person on the bus looked at Louis sitting in the driving seat and suddenly became a little dissatisfied.

He just wanted to find a refuge, he just wanted to stay well.

"For those who don't want to go to China, we can put you down in the nearest refuge at that time." Yuan Shaoming turned on the radio and wanted to find a refuge. There was only one way.

"Okay, anyway, if there is only a dead end with you, we would rather find a shelter to stay."

The man sat in a chair and looked at Yuan Shaoming, and they almost confessed to the city.

Whatever he said now, he just wanted to find a stable refuge to stay.

"Does this mean you alone, or everyone else?" Looking at that person, Yuan Shaoming swept everyone behind him. If they were all in the same mind, he would have done what they wished.

The man glanced at the people behind him, and saw that everyone fell silent.

"Why aren't you talking anymore?"

The man shouted at the crowd.

"We want to go to China, and want to become a supernatural person like Mr. Yuan." The person behind the car looked at the man and shrank his neck.

Yuan Shaoming has a lot of food. After he took out the ham, other people knew that he was a space supernatural person, and could even bring people into space.

"You, you didn't say that at the beginning." The man turned his head and looked at the person behind him. What did they say at the beginning?

Isn’t it good to find a safer refuge?

What is the situation now?

The man looked at everyone in front of him with a bit of irritation on his face, how could they be like this.

"We didn't say anything, we didn't say anything." Everyone waved their hands quickly.

"We will take those who want to the refuge to the refuge, and those who don't want to go can follow me to China." Yuan Shaoming turned his head and entered the space.

After all, the air in the car smells unpleasant. So many people have not taken a shower for dozens of days, so they don't feel the smell at all?

Yuan Shaoming was very impatient. After entering the space, he rushed into the water and took a comfortable bath.

In a full day, the bus finally found an abandoned gas station along the highway.

"Damn, the **** of the car will bloom all day long. Louis, hurry up and let someone go and clean it." James stood at the door of the gas station supermarket, frowning at the sight of the gas station.