A little girl

Not far away, there were a few cars parked sparsely and crookedly, one of which was very conspicuous and was a very expensive supercar. There is black blood everywhere, a mess.

The surrounding towering trees were swayed by the wind, and dead leaves fell on the ground. This was the withering of life caused by six hours of darkness. It was summer, but there was a bleak smell.

Silence, no zombies.

Tommy looked up at the building not far away, it was a rest stop, a very common place on the highway, and there was a canteen in it.

It's just that the door here is closed now, and it's dark inside, so people can't see what's inside.

"You fuel the car and I'll take a look around," Tommy said to Masters Calvin who followed him out of the car.

"Hey!" Masters Calvin quickly picked up the oil gun, pressed it twice, then raised his head and said in confusion, "Boss, it seems that there is no gasoline!"

The title of boss was prescribed by Tommy, and there must be a leader in the survivor team, even if there were only two people in their team at this time.

With no gasoline, Tommy looked at the fuel gun, wondering if there was a living person at this rest stop.

"Break the fuel tank open and use the outdoor cycling hydration bag to suck the fuel out." Tommy explained, looking even more nervous.

The outdoor cycling water bag comes with a straw. It was originally a convenient item designed for hikers, but it is extremely versatile in the apocalypse.

Masters Calvin hurriedly found out from the back seat that Tommy had prepared a dozen of outdoor cycling water bags. He used a fire axe to smash the oil barrels open, and then sucked out the oil bag by bag and introduced it little by little. in the fuel tank of the G55.

Just as Masters Calvin was continuously guiding the oil back and forth, suddenly a zombie slowly crawled out of the corner, half of its face had collapsed in an inhuman shape, its legs were broken, it was crawling on the ground with both hands, exposed The skin was gray and covered with all kinds of filth, and there were bursts of heart-pounding roars in the throat.

Masters Calvin shook his hands and threw gasoline on the ground.

"Come on!" Tommy said solemnly.

"Right now." Masters Calvin hurriedly accelerated.

Tommy did not leave the place, but quietly waited for the zombie to crawl closer.

The zombie let out a burst of urgent roars, the skin of its hands was already worn out, exposing the rotten fat and blood vessels under the skin, and the bones of the elbows were exposed, and there was a sour sound on the ground, it desperately Crawling in the direction of Tommy, hungry and desperate.

It was so close, Tommy could still smell the sickly putrid smell of it.

Tightening the axe in his hand, Tommy waved his hands, and the axe slammed into the head of the zombie, ending its life.

Pus oozing from his popped head splattered on Tommy's trouser legs, and he continued urging Masters Calvin without frowning.

Masters Calvin on the side was about to vomit, he didn't ask why Tommy had to wait until the zombie was tight, he knew that Tommy would definitely reply to him, hurry up.

On the second floor of the rest station, a man was hiding behind the curtain. His name was Roland, a tall man with dark skin and protruding arms.

At this moment, he was holding a walkie-talkie in his left hand and a fire axe in his right hand, looking at Tommy and the two in the distance.

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The walkie-talkie made a young man's voice: "Boss?"

"You stay still." Roland turned around and glanced around the dozen or so people behind him. They were old and young, male and female.

"Two survivors are here." Roland seemed to be asking for advice.

"Take them in!" a woman said, her name was Ada, she was very beautiful, even more beautiful than a star, with a hint of worry in her eyes.

Roland nodded and smiled: "Of course."

Using the water bag with its own straw to guide the oil is extremely slow. During the time Masters Calvin refueled the car, Tommy had killed five zombies, and he didn't know where they came from.

The points of the system are currently 108. The three-day training has made his physical fitness rise very little, and he can't feel much difference at all.

Da da da!

Suddenly, a footstep interrupted Tommy's thoughts, and he raised his iron axe sharply, his eyes eagle-like at the source of the sound.

The next second, Tommy's expression was slightly stunned.

Because the visitor is a little girl, who is only twelve years old, wearing a cute tutu skirt, with a ball head tied, her face is very clean, her skin is white and tender, and the voice just now was made by the small leather shoes on her feet. .

"Big brother, fat brother, where did you come from?" The little girl opened her eyes and was very charming.

A fat brother made Tommy's stiff face tear away. He glanced at Masters Calvin, who was obviously stunned. Tommy calmly observed the little girl.

Twelve-year-old, well-maintained, and can even be said to have not been affected by the apocalypse at all. Even when there are so many zombies outside, she dares to run out alone. This little girl is either lacking in her head or there is a problem here!

"Aren't you afraid of zombies?" Tommy pointed to the five dead zombies on the ground.

"Don't be afraid!" The little girl shook her head innocently. She pointed to the independent toilet not far away: "There is a big brother watching inside, he will come out to protect me in case of danger!"

As soon as Tommy turned his head, he saw a young man walking out of the toilet. He glanced at Tommy up and down with a scrutiny, and then stepped back, as if he was standing guard.

Then the little girl raised her head again and said, "And Brother also said that zombies move slowly and can't run past me at all, and I just saw that you are very powerful and can kill zombies, I'm not afraid!"

Just as the little girl was talking innocently, a tall and tall figure ran out in a panic, picked up the little girl, and slapped the little girl on the buttocks angrily, raising her hands. Very high, but not heavy.

"How many times have I told you not to run around! What should I do if I get bitten by a zombie!" the man said in an extremely depraved manner.

"Wow!!" The little girl cried out with a wow, but she stopped quickly, laying her face on the man and crying softly, obviously she also knew that the sound would attract zombies.

The sudden change made Tommy and Masters Calvin stunned.

Masters Calvin hurriedly said, "Why did you beat the child? She's still young!"

"I'm sorry!" The tall and famous man touched his head and said embarrassedly: "Hello, my name is Roland, where are you from? How is the outside world? Are there many survivors? "

A series of questions were asked, and looking at Roland's sincere eyes, Masters Calvin felt a good feeling in his heart, and quickly said: "We came from Atlanta, the survivors have met a few, but they are scattered, and there are zombies everywhere! Oh yes, my name is Masters Calvin, and this is my boss Tommy."

Roland nodded, looked around cautiously, and greeted generously: "Come in and talk about it, it's dangerous outside."

"Good! Good!" Masters Calvin nodded immediately, moved, and said while walking with Roland.

Tommy followed behind them with a faint smile on his lips, the axe still in his hand.

The little girl in Roland's arms laid her face on his shoulders, just looking at Tommy behind him. She turned her face away, her eyes showing a hint of disgust.