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Mu Mu looked indifferent, Ji Mu Mu hardly took off his helmet except for eating and sleeping, 2B was in charge of finishing up for everyone, the kid named William was very interested in the two weapons floating behind 2B, after all No one can refuse two handsome long knives, especially for children who can pick up a slightly straighter stick and play for a long time.

"If you want to find your wife, then I suggest you go to Atlanta."

"why?"

"It's a refuge there, it's very big, at least that's what it said before the broadcast stopped, the military protects, there is food and shelter, they let the survivors go there, they say it's the safest place, and there are people there to see a doctor .”

"The CDC was there, and they said they were trying to figure out how to fix the problem."

Sam and his son William said so, and after hearing what they said, Rick probably had a bottom line.

"Sounds good, shall we just go straight there?"

Mumu glanced at Rick, knowing that this person would definitely go to Atlanta to take a look. Rick nodded, then he turned and walked into a room, opened the cabinet door, and took out a bunch of keys .

"Until then, let's arm ourselves."

This is the key to open the back door of the police station. The police station is not far from Rick's house. In order to save some precious gasoline, everyone decided to walk there.

As Sam said, there were not many zombies in the town during the day, and the distance was not far, so the group arrived at the back door of the police station without encountering any obstacles.

Rick carefully opened the door with the key, and everyone searched the entire police station bit by bit with their weapons in hand. No zombies were found, nor were there any traces of battle.

Rick breathed a sigh of relief. He was now very afraid of finding the body of his friend Sean in a corner. If Sean hadn't become a part of the group of zombies, he would probably take him with him when he escaped. His wife and son evacuated together.

Without going to the arsenal first, Rick led the people to the bathroom in the police station. He reached out and turned on the switch, and the shower sprayed not cold water, but steaming hot water.

"Oil and electricity stopped about a month ago."

"But the police station has its own propane system, and it works."

Reaching out to test the temperature of the water, Rick glanced at his son William, who was in Sam's first class.

"Pilot, do you want to wash?"

"I'll save it, you just enjoy it inside."

Nodding his head, watching Mu Mu and 2B leave the bathroom, Rick, Sam and William also took off their clothes and began to enjoy the hard-earned hot bath.

Mu Mu, who was observing the situation outside, shook his head helplessly when he heard the howling sound in the bathroom under the hot water.

Mu Mu doesn't need to worry about cleanliness at all. His own body can no longer be evaluated by ordinary people, and 2B won't get dirty because of such a trivial matter, unless 2B is now carrying the white contract and the white It was agreed to go to the street and kill seven in and seven out of the group of dead people, otherwise, 2B could not wash his body for a month.

However, as an artificial human, 2B also has his own ideas. After hearing the hot water, 2B obviously focused his attention on the bathroom.

Chapter 120 - Going to Atlanta

In the end, Mumu and 2B took a hot bath honestly. After all, in this kind of world, if you don’t know how long you will stay, you don’t know when the next bath will be. Jiu San has no smell on his body, but Psychologically, I still feel a little sorry.

Of course, when Mumu and 2B walked into the bathroom, Sam and Rick gave Mumu a meaningful look, and then Sam covered his son William's ears, urging him to change his clothes and go out.

This made Mu Mu a little embarrassed, but it was understandable, the big guys were all men, and no one would believe that he went into the bathroom with 2B and nothing happened.

But it doesn't matter, after the quick washing was completed, and the uniform of the iron pilot was returned to the body, the secret of putting on the helmet and 2B saw Rick and Dwayne and his son who had already arranged the supplies in the lobby of the police station. .

"There were a lot fewer guns in the armory. We only found some shotguns and rifles."

There is a bag on Rick's back, which contains at least three guns, and the other bag is in Sam's hand, which is filled with all the ammunition that Rick can collect in the police station.

"So, you two decided to stay here?"

He secretly glanced at Sam, and unlike Rick who put on a police uniform, Sam didn't seem to be ready for a long trip.

"Yes, William and I will live here for a while, and when William learns how to shoot, I will cheer up."

Carrying guns and ammunition to the parking lot of the police station, Rick put the packed supplies into the back seat of the police car, took out a walkie-talkie from the co-pilot and handed it to Sam.

"You keep this. Every day at dawn, my meeting will be held for a few minutes. At that time, you can contact me through this."

"Thank you... I'm sorry I can't give you anything but thank you."

"Don't say that, you gave us a place to rest, didn't you?"

Hearing what Rick said, Sam, who didn't know whether he should take over the walkie-talkie, nodded and put the walkie-talkie on his waist.

"By the way, I'll give you another suggestion. These guys usually don't appear alone, but come towards you in groups like starving ghosts. Brother, be careful."

Listening to Sam's heartfelt advice, Rick nodded to show that he understood.

"You also have to be careful."

"Rick, you are such a good man, and the pilot, I hope you can find your loved ones."

After hugging and bidding farewell to Sam, Rick drove Mumu and 2B back to the gate where he lived before. The hummer with some oil was still parked there. After the little bit of oil left in the car was pumped out, the helpless three had no choice but to drive this police car that didn't know how long it would last, and headed towards Atlanta.

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"crunch--crunch--"

The wheels of the police car deflated and made an unpleasant noise on the ground.

"Seriously, those guys must be drinking out of their scheduled car repairs again."

He stepped on the brakes a little irritably, and Rick, who left the driver's seat, looked at the whole body and spoke irritably towards the slightly sinking car body.

"Could it be...overweight?"

"How is it possible, three people plus a few guns, if it can be overweight, then the manufacturers of these cars should enter the bureau to drink tea!"

Rick shook his head towards Mu Mu, how could it be possible that only three of them were overweight.

"We're running low on gas, and it looks like we're going to have to find some way to get some gasoline, otherwise we'll have to walk to Atlanta."

While talking, he packed up the things in the car, carried the bag with the gun on his back, handed the bag of bullets and other sundries to Mu Mu, and Rick even stuffed one in the sun visor of the police car The photo with his wife and son was carried in his arms.

In the scorching sun, Rick, Mumu, and 2B moved forward along the highway. The gradually rising temperature made Rick feel that the scenery in front of him began to become distorted due to the high temperature. He looked back. After a glance, Mu Mu who followed behind was so tightly wrapped that he didn't even take off his helmet, and 2B who followed Mu Mu's suggestion and put on a wide cloak, only showing his head. The two showed no signs of wanting to suffer from heat stroke due to the high temperature.

"Do you need help?"

Seeing that Rick who was walking in front slowed down, Mu Mu stepped forward and asked Rick if he needed his help.

"Don't you feel hot? Especially in such thick clothes?"

Standing upright and resting on the spot, Rick took the water handed over by Mumu, took a few sips and asked.

"Who knows, maybe I'm used to wearing this outfit. After all, we have encountered all kinds of harsh environments when we were training. The temperature like now is nothing to me."

Mumu will not tell Rick that his uniform has a modified small air conditioner, or a temperature adjustment device. After all, the combat environment of the pilots on other planets is so harsh. If you don’t protect yourself well, you may not be able to wait When you start fighting, it's like quitting the battle because you are not acclimatized.

But standing in the middle of the road to rest is not an option. Rick's luck is not bad. Not far from the roadside, there is a lonely house standing on the side of the road.

"Hello, is there anyone?"

Rick shouted at the gate of the courtyard, according to the law here, if he broke in without permission, the owner here would shoot Rick directly to death, which is also allowed.

However, Rick's cry did not receive a response, and Mu Mu walked outside the closed door and observed the situation inside the house along the windows on the wall.

【May God forgive us】

I don't know if it was written in blood or paint on the wall of the bedroom, and a dead body sat on the edge of the bed, his head was lifted, and the shotgun still clutched in his hand proved that its owner died of suicide.

"At least it's better than becoming that kind of cannibal."

It seems that there is nothing that can be used here, Mu Mu Niutou looked at Rick who was walking towards the backyard, and this guy found a fairly strong horse from there.

"One horse can't take three people away, we have to find some other way."

Instead of going into the house to bother the suicidal couple, Mu Mu searched the key chain hanging at the door for a while, and found a car key that looked like the truck parked at the door.

2B checked the fuel tank of the truck. There was still some gasoline left in it. He didn't know how far he could go, but he could let the truck start.

Chapter 130 - Classic Door Opening Kill

"I will lead the way on a horse, and you will follow behind in your car."

Carrying two people should be more fuel-efficient than carrying three people. Although I don't know if this statement is true, it seems that many people think so.

Although Mumu really wanted to say that with 2B around, he wouldn't be able to save much gasoline, but after carefully observing the horse that Rick boasted about, he confirmed that this thing is not the kind that can drag three hundred catties. After being able to walk swiftly, Mu Mu had to give up the idea in his mind of letting 2B ride a horse, and then Rick and himself ride in a car.

There was a rhythmic vibration from the running of the car engine, and the hooves of the horse that Rick, who was leading the way, stepped on the concrete road made a rattling sound.

【Atlanta】

The outline of the city appeared in front of Mu Mu and the others. They walked along the main road entering the city, and looked to the left through the open car window. The road out of the city was already blocked by abandoned vehicles beyond sight. Strictly.

"Click da da da—"

The rotating engine was slowly turned off, exhausting the last drop of gasoline in the fuel tank, and the pickup truck finally refused to move forward even a meter.

"Is this situation normal now?"

After opening the car door and getting out, Mu Mu looked at the city of Atlanta, which was under martial law by the army, and said with a frown.

Rick, who was riding a horse, straightened his body a little bit. He set up an awning and looked towards the city. Although there were no soldiers patrolling with guns on the street, there were not many zombies in groups.

"I can't see any traces of large-scale zombie operations. I think we should go into the city to see the situation."

"I have no objection, you are the boss, you can do whatever you say."

Spreading his hands, Mumu beckoned the vigilant 2B to follow up, Rick also tightened the reins, and the group kept walking at a moderate pace and walked towards the city of Atlanta.

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The car that had been scorched by the flames left only a layer of scorched metal skeleton, and even the corpse inside was burned into a pile of invisible black charcoal.

It's just that the charcoal didn't die completely. The charcoal that only maintained the human shape stiffly stretched out its remaining arm after hearing the sound of the horse's hooves, and stretched out towards Rick passing by on the road outside.

"Nothing has been found here. It looks like no one has lived here. How about your side?"

After entering the city, Mumu 2B drank Rick to search separately, but after searching the shops with closed doors on both sides of the street, Mumu did not find any traces of people living here, and all the goods were covered with dust. A layer of dust, it seems that no one has touched these items for at least half a month.

"Run! Mumu, run!!"

The sound of hoofbeats sounded in the street outside, followed by the mass of chaotic footsteps and the distinctive growl of the zombies.

Rick galloped wildly, and he went deep along the road. After passing a corner, he was stunned by the scene in front of him. Countless zombies all gathered on the street. When he heard Rick coming behind him After the sound of horseshoes, these zombies who seemed to have been hungry for a while stretched out their hands and rushed towards Rick like a swarm.

Rick turned his horse's head and ran towards the road he came from, but before he ran far, he was blocked in the middle of the road by another group of zombies who came from nowhere.

There is almost no chance to shoot. Except for the pistol on his waist, Rick's guns are almost all in the back pocket. When Rick called Mumu's name and thought about how to get out, Rick approached The zombies around him were already rambling, and directly dragged Rick off his horse.

Not only Rick, but even the horses that Rick was sitting on were overturned to the ground, but the zombies didn't care about Rick who fell to the ground at the first time, but rushed up and knocked the horse that fell to the ground. The horses were disemboweled and feasted on the spot.

Rick took the opportunity to squeeze out from the group of corpses, but most of the group of corpses were attracted by the whining horses after falling to the ground, and it didn't mean that the other zombies did not notice Rick.

In desperation, facing the zombie that was about to pounce on him, Rick pulled out his penis from his waist and pointed it at the ugly head of the zombie.

"Puff——"

what's the situation?A blue light flashed in front of him, and the upper body of the approaching zombie was thrown away. Rick subconsciously looked at his pistol. When did this revolver become so powerful?

Just when Rick was in a daze, the severed corpses of several zombies were thrown out from behind and hit the other zombies who were still trying to get close to Rick. A pair of gloved thugs grabbed Rick's shoulders. Rick Jiujiang lifted it up hard.

"Go this way, quick!"

As Mu Mu spoke, he raised the Peace Defender in his hand and pulled the trigger towards a rushing zombie. The impact of electromagnetic ammunition tore apart the zombie's body, including the head and half of the chest cavity. broken.

2B was much more relaxed. Although he couldn't fight with all his strength at this time, 2B always kept a certain distance between himself and the zombies.

The two weapons of White's Agreement and White's Contract shone with cold light, smashing all the zombies that intervened and approached into pieces.

Rick rushed into a nearby shop according to Mumu's instructions. Fortunately, the door was not locked, otherwise, Rick would have continued to escape with the glass shards on his head.

Seeing that Rick was safe, Mu Muchao 2B made a gesture, and after another shot and stabbed a bunch of zombies, Mu Mu and 2B retreated into the shop.

"Go to the second floor, hurry up!"

Looking at Rick standing at the stairs, Mu Mu hurriedly urged him to go to the second floor. After following Rick into the stairwell, Mu Mu quickly pinned a steel pipe on the side to the door.

Soon, the sound of corpses knocking on the iron door sounded outside the door.

"I don't know how long this door can last."

While reloading the Peace Defender in his hand, Mu Mu, who was hiding at the corner of the second floor, raised his head and looked at the banging iron door below.

"We can't stay here for too long, the noise here will attract all the zombies from the nearby area, and we won't be able to leave by then."