Chapter 70 is here

　　I don't know when the cold wind started, and I don't know when it will stop.

　　I don't know when it started again, or maybe it never stopped.

　　The car was still moving and the window was still half open.

　　It was still dark inside the car.

　　The silence remains the same.

　　The fallen leaves brushed past the car body, leaving nothing behind except the sound.

　　Some words, just say it.

　　Maybe it will stay forever.

　　Whether it should be said or not, correct or not.

　　Carl didn't know.

　　Karl just said what he wanted to say based on his feelings, without any hesitation.

　　Right or not, who knows.

　　Why do we have to worry about whether it is right or not?

　　Who can guarantee that it is right?

　　No matter how long the journey is, there will be an end. Besides, the school is only more than ten kilometers away from the farm.

　　"arrive."

　　Sean stopped the car, but did not take any further action. He still sat in the driver's seat blankly.

　　"Then let's go."

　　Carl put away the Doomsday Eagle and Glock, making sure he could take them out first.

　　"If I told you to stay and wait for me, you wouldn't listen, right?" Sean smiled self-deprecatingly.

　　"You know and you're asking."

　　"You have to ask."

　　"We will come out alive, and we will come out together, with the equipment Hershel needs to make Glenn well again."

　　"Yes, we will survive. We all will."

　　Sean got out of the car and closed the door.

　　After getting off the car, the cold wind no longer hindered him at all, and Carl instinctively shrank his neck.

　　Karl pulled the collar of his sweater, as if trying to block the cold wind from invading, but Karl was not wearing a turtleneck sweater, so it was in vain.

　　"Let's go, be careful and don't make any noise."

　　Carl nodded and followed Sean a few meters behind him, rubbing his hands together and looking around.

　　This is still a road, and Sean did not drive the armored vehicle to the school gate carelessly.

　　That would be seeking death. Even if it was an armored vehicle, there would be too many zombies and it would not be able to start. The most you could do was wait to die inside the vehicle.

　　You can be bitten to death by zombies, die of thirst or starvation, and of course, you can also choose to commit suicide.

　　There will always be a few zombies on the road, just like there is a pile of dog shit in the lawn where you just rolled.

　　This is all normal, and both Carl and Sean are used to it.

　　"Uh uh…"

　　A few scattered zombies noticed Sean and Carl, roaring and approaching them with messy steps.

　　Sean threw the flashlight to Carl, took out a dagger and walked forward.

　　Carl cooperated by shining the flashlight on the zombies.

　　With the dagger stuck in the zombie's brain, Sean grabbed the collar of the zombie's almost rotten sweater and slowly placed the zombie's body on the ground.

　　"Let's go."

　　Carl nodded and followed Sean.

　　I remembered how Sean dealt with the zombies with ease and his nonchalant attitude.

　　"Sean, be more careful when dealing with zombies next time."

　　"What?"

　　"You heard it."

　　"I know I heard you, but what do you mean by that?"

　　Sean stopped and looked back at Carl.

　　"There are some special beings among the walking dead. If you take it too lightly, you may lose your life."

　　"What? Will the zombies change in any other way?"

　　"No, it's not a zombie. You'll know later. We've already wasted a lot of time. Let's act first."

　　Sean hesitated, nodded, and quickened his pace.

　　Carl followed behind Sean with a flashlight, while Sean went in front and used a dagger to kill some scattered zombies.

　　The distance was not long, but it still took Sean and Carl nearly ten minutes to walk.

　　Finally, the school was right in front of us. Outside the school was a circle of barbed wire, inside the barbed wire was a road, and behind that was the school.

　　Carl didn't know why the world liked to use barbed wire so much, whether it was in police stations or schools.

　　It may have been to save costs during the filming, but now, can it be considered a one-to-one restoration?

　　Sean squatted down and waved back, and Carl understood and turned off the flashlight.

　　The two men slowly approached the barbed wire. There were several cars on the inside of the barbed wire, which provided them with good cover.

　　Crouching in front of the barbed wire, Sean observed carefully.

　　The moon is bright tonight.

　　Even Carl, who doesn't understand romance, thinks the moonlight tonight is beautiful.

　　Not for romance, but simply for the visibility brought by the moonlight.

　　Although the bright moonlight was not as bright as the sunlight, it was enough for Sean and Carl to barely see what was happening inside the barbed wire.

　　"There are a lot of zombies." Sean whispered.

　　"It's not enough." Carl was also a little nervous.

　　Carl was shivering slightly, not sure if it was because the cold wind was too biting or because of the situation he was about to face.

　　"More are still at the school. Did Hershel tell me the exact location of the equipment needed?"

　　"It should be the second building on the left."

　　"Shit, it turns out that you have to take risks."

　　Sean hesitated for a moment and looked at Carl. "Carl, why don't you stay outside? I can shoot to attract the zombies and then run over. You may not be able to keep up."

　　"No, it's too early to open fire now. It will cause all the zombies to riot. In that case, even if we enter the building, we won't have time to retrieve the equipment."

　　"Damn, sneaking in seems even more unrealistic." Sean frowned.

　　"Try it, and try not to make any noise. These guys are not very smart."

　　At this moment, Carl was not trembling at all. The nervousness made his heart beat faster and promoted the blood circulation.

　　This caused Carl's temperature to rise.

　　"This way."

　　Sean waved his hand, still crouching, and slowly walked towards the entrance beside the barbed wire.

　　"Pah…"

　　Suddenly, a zombie's arm stretched out from the barbed wire.

　　"Uh uh…"

　　Carl's footsteps stopped abruptly, and after taking two steps forward, he bumped into the zombie's arm.

　　This zombie found Sean and Carl, there was more than one,

　　Several zombies were clinging to the wire mesh, stretching out their arms to try to grab Carl and Sean, and low roars continued to come out of their rotten and smelly mouths.

　　"Uh uh uh..."

　　"Stay away from the barbed wire." Sean turned around and reminded.

　　Carl nodded. "We have to deal with them, otherwise their roars will attract other zombies."

　　Carl pulled out the Doomsday Snake and raised his arm vertically to reach the zombie's head.

　　Fortunately, these zombies were clinging to the iron net stupidly, and the Doomsday Snake was sharp enough.

　　Even though this posture is difficult to use, the dagger can still be stabbed into the zombie's head.

　　Sean also stopped, pulled out a dagger, and stabbed the zombies to death through the barbed wire.

　　The other zombies that were a little closer to the barbed wire had already heard their companions' roars, and dozens of zombies were approaching in this direction.

　　Carl put away the dagger, "We have to speed up."

　　"Walk!"

　　Sean and Carl broke into a trot.

　　There are some zombies not only inside the barbed wire, but also outside the barbed wire.

　　Carl and Sean inevitably made some minor noise.

　　It was indeed very slight, but in the quiet night, it was enough to attract nearby zombies.

　　Sean ran in front, and had to deal with some scattered zombies that approached him while running.

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