Chapter 37

Although Brian secretly guessed that Joel and Tommy might still be alive, after he calmed down and thought about it, he still felt that his idea was a bit ridiculous.

First of all, if Joel and Tommy were still alive, why didn't they come to look for them? They ran to Houston instead.

Secondly, the soldier just said that the two of them defeated an entire formation of fifty soldiers. He remembered that Tommy's marksmanship was very good, but he was not particularly sure whether Joel was that good.

Even if we take a step back, those two people are Joel and Tommy. Now they cannot go to Houston to look for them. What's more, the news he just heard is that Houston has fallen and has become infected. Even if they went to Houston, they would most likely return without success.

"Alas~"

Brian sighed. Although there was a small chance that these two people might be Joel and Tommy, this was only possible. He couldn't choose to go back just for this small chance. That would mean that they had put all their bets on it. All are weighed on this speculation.

He shook his head vigorously, stopped thinking about this problem, and returned his attention to the woods. Only then did he realize that Sarah had stood up from the grass and was walking in his direction.

Raising his hand to look at the time, Brian found that almost an hour had passed without realizing it, but there seemed to be no sign of them leaving. He thought for a while and said to Sarah, "I'm going to go ahead and take a look there. Are you coming?"

"Well, let's go!" Sarah gathered her clothes, was no longer in the mood to play, and followed Brian towards the front of the motorcade.

When they returned the same way, they passed by the more than thirty people who were being punished. These people had painful expressions on their faces, their knees were shaking violently, and some of them were even on the verge of collapse, looking extremely miserable.

But Brian just glanced at them and didn't pay attention. People always have to pay the corresponding price for their actions.

After the two walked along the road for a few minutes, they saw a wall full of people not far away. A row of soldiers blocked these people within a certain range. It seemed that many people were watching.

Coming closer, Brian pulled Sara and pushed her way into the crowd, found a position with a better view, and looked inside.

At this moment, the road ahead was filled with densely packed people. Every few people were pushing a car. They pushed the various cars on the road to the side lanes and lined them up in a straight line, leaving enough passage for large buses to pass.

If you encounter a large car or truck that has rolled over, it will take a dozen or even dozens of people to work together to turn them over.

After working for nearly an hour, everyone was sweating profusely, and the cold wind blew on their faces, making it more and more biting. The traffic jam on the highway had almost been cleared, and it would probably take less than half an hour. The road can be opened.

Seeing this, Brian couldn't help but sigh. Sure enough, there is strength in numbers; so many cars were cleared out in such a short time.

At that moment, he also discovered that, in the middle of the crowd, there was a man with a scar on his face commanding the crowd. He was wearing a uniform that was completely different from the other soldiers, and he was calmly directing the order of the crowd.

Seeing that the congested highway was about to be opened, Brian saw that there was no abnormality there. 

Sure enough, when they returned to the bus, there were soldiers outside with loudspeakers, informing everyone that the road ahead was about to be opened and the motorcade was about to set off, asking everyone who was still outside to get back to the bus immediately.

Not long after the notification, the women and children returned to the car one after another. A few minutes later, the men who were called to move the vehicle also got into the car, rubbing their frozen hands. The last person to get in was the the young man who made the move, but his appearance was even more miserable. It seemed that he could no longer walk. He reluctantly sat back down with the help of his companion.

Brian keenly noticed that when the young man got on the bus, he glanced hard at the female soldier at the front of the bus and those who were the first to agree with him, but then rebelled midway. The look in his eyes was incomparable. Anger and spite.

He saw that the female soldier must have noticed the young man's eyes, but she didn't seem to take it to heart as if he was just a joke.

With the sound of the engine starting, the bus drove forward again. All the young men on the bus were a little tired from the love affair just now and fell asleep as soon as they sat down.

Listening to the snoring ring in his ears, Brian felt as if he were infected. His eyes gradually became tired, and he felt an urge to sleep.

Suddenly, he felt something leaning on his shoulder. He turned his head and saw that Sarah couldn't bear it anymore, and fell asleep directly on his shoulder.

Seeing this, Brian only felt that his sleepiness had become more intense. Now he no longer went against the will of his brain. He leaned on Sarah's head and gradually fell asleep.

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Apart from the obstacles encountered at the beginning, the team did not encounter anything else during the rest of the journey.

However, whenever it passes through a small town, the convoy will stop first on the outskirts of the town, and then military vehicles will enter the town to confirm the situation inside and ensure the safety of them and the convoy behind them when passing through.

But now, the convoy has passed through several small towns and only found a few scattered infected people. This number can be said to pose no threat to soldiers holding firearms.

Following this pattern, the convoy finally stopped outside a small town called Wascom as night approached, intending to rest here for the night.

As usual, a dozen trucks drove into the town first, and other vehicles were waiting outside. About ten minutes after the army entered the town, a burst of violent gunfire and explosions suddenly came from inside, and the gunshots became more and more violent, and there seemed to be no sign of stopping.

This made the waiting residents on the bus know that there must be a large number of infected people in the town; otherwise, there would be such a big commotion.

However, the gunshots did not last long. Only half an hour later, the car started again and slowly drove into the town.

Except for the lanterns placed by the army, the town was dark. It had been snowing for a day. The thin snow covered the roofs and streets, making the whole town look white at a glance.

Soldiers were working in pairs on the street, moving the corpses of infected people on the ground to designated places. Black and red blood flowed from the gun holes on their bodies and dripped on the white snow, which looked particularly dazzling and bloody. The smell got into the car, making the people in the car feel sick.

Even Brian, who was used to the smell of blood, couldn't help but frown when he smelled the smell, lightly covered his mouth and nose, and closed the car window.

Army trucks drove to the main roads throughout the town to separate a safe zone for the town, while large buses and tankers drove to the center of the town, where the residents would rest and recuperate.

After the bus slowly stopped, everyone stepped out of the bus with their luggage and backpacks under the command.

Sitting in the car for a whole day also left them with some backaches and fatigue. They kept doing stretching movements or tapping the sore parts of their bodies to cheer themselves up. It was not a break time yet, because each of them was assigned their tasks.

Someone followed the soldiers, searching and investigating from house to house in four directions to ensure that there were no abnormalities or infected people inside.

Someone was sent to help clean up the infected people who had been shot on the street and carry the bodies further away for destruction.

Some people went to the vehicle where the army stores food, carry bags of food, and go to the departure point. There are nearly 7,000 civilians and soldiers. The army will consider making hot food, so all the food is bagged food and canned food.

However, considering that the weather was too cold, although there was no hot food to eat, it was still okay to drink hot soup. Commander Ha Qian ordered them to find a larger kitchen to boil some hot soup to warm everyone's bodies and save time. The weather got even colder at night, and it was freezing.

Everyone is assigned their tasks. Even children in their teens are required to help the people around them as much as possible.

While everyone was preparing food, dismantling tables and chairs to make fires to keep warm, carrying the bodies of infected people, cleaning up abnormal houses, etc., the circuit of the town was also connected by the army with a small generator.

But this level of electricity can only illuminate the street lights in the town. As for other things, there is no need to think about them.

But no one cares about it anymore. They have long been used to the days without electricity, and now it's not bad to be able to take care of them.

Just when everyone in the town was busy doing their thing, they didn't know that in another town not far away, an overwhelming group of infected people were sweeping towards them. 

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