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Chapter Three

The afternoon of April 26, 2023

A red off-road vehicle was speeding rapidly in the desert. The rapid speed caused a spectacular cloud of sand and dust to be kicked up behind the vehicle. The off-road vehicle "squeaked" and flicked to a stop amidst the harsh braking sound. Wen

Sen took out the map and studied it carefully for a while and finally determined his location. He looked into the distance. Now he had reached the edge of the desert. In addition to sand, there were many small stones on the ground, and withered yellow weeds could be seen everywhere.

, Strictly speaking, this is no longer a desert, but the Gobi Desert.

"I've been eating compressed biscuits for several days in a row, and my mouth has become numb. It's time to find something else to eat. I must eat meat for dinner today." Vincent muttered to himself and stood up.

He stepped on the accelerator hard and the car jumped out. After driving forward for about 40 minutes, a fat hare appeared in Vincent's eyes.

He immediately stopped the car, then picked up his crossbow from the back seat of the car and loaded a crossbow arrow. Then he took out his pistol, loaded the bullet and turned on the safety, and then pinned the three-sided military thorn on his waist.

After getting ready, he got out of the car with a crossbow and chased after the hare in the direction where it disappeared.

After walking for about 5 minutes, Vincent saw the hare again. He approached the hare cautiously. When he was still 20 meters away from the hare, he raised his crossbow and pointed it at the hare.

It was just one arrow, and the process was very skillful. When the arrow hit, Vincent ran forward excitedly, first pulled out the crossbow arrow and inserted it back into the quiver on his back. Then he lifted the hare with his hand and whispered happily.

: "What a fat guy. He weighs at least 4 pounds. I'm going to have a good meal tonight, hehe."

Just when he was carrying the hare and was about to return home, suddenly there was a scream from the front: "Ah..." Vincent stopped and looked ahead in confusion, "Huh? Did I hear a hallucination just now? Why?

I seem to hear a woman screaming?" Just as he was thinking about it, another scream came from the front. This time he was sure that he heard it correctly, and quickly took out a small backpack from his back. This was something he specially used to store his prey.

He quickly stuffed the hare into it, then put his backpack on his back, reloaded the crossbow with another arrow, and quickly ran towards the place where the sound came from.

This time he arrived at the scene of the incident without running for long. He carefully lay down in the grass and observed the scene that happened not far away. The person who screamed was a girl, no more than 20 years old at most. She looked pale at this time.

Sitting on the ground, her eyes were full of fear. In front of her was a young man holding a wooden stick in his hand. He looked like he was at most 16 years old. He held the stick in both hands to protect the girl tightly behind him, and in front of the young man was

It's 6 infected zombies.

I saw a man and a woman with their backs against a big rock, and six zombies were tightly surrounding them in front of them. Although the boy was desperately waving the wooden stick to prevent the zombies from approaching, Vincent could tell.

The young man had already run out of gas, and his fall happened within two or three minutes. Meeting a human being other than him for the first time made Vincent very excited. No matter what the reason was, he still planned to save them.

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Thinking of this, he jumped out of the grass, raised his crossbow and aimed an arrow at a zombie's head. The arrow penetrated directly through the zombie's head. Vincent threw away the empty crossbow and took out his pistol.

"Bang, bang, bang" were three burst shots directed at the zombies. At such a close distance, the powerful Desert Eagle blew the heads of the three zombies into pieces on the spot. The heads of the three zombies were like exploding watermelons.

Brains were scattered everywhere, and the boy who bore the brunt was splashed all over his face and body.

At this time, Vincent had already arrived in front of the last two zombies. He ran over and kicked one zombie to the ground. With his other hand, he quickly pulled out a three-sided army thorn and pointed it into the eye socket of the other zombie.

Plunging in, the sharp triangular thorns stabbed hard into its eye sockets and easily penetrated its skull and emerged from the back. The pale yellow brain was splashed all over the ground along with the dark purple blood. Vincent

Without any pause, he drew out the military spurs. At this time, the fallen zombie had just sat up. Vincent stepped on the zombie's chest and knocked it to the ground again. He ignored the zombie's struggle and remained expressionless.

The general's thorn was inserted into the forehead of the last zombie, and the military thorn was twisted inside hard before being pulled out.

Vincent saw that there was a lot of dark purple blood and gray and yellow brains remaining on the spurs, so he took the spurs and rubbed it hard on the zombie's body. Only when the spurs were completely clean did he remember the person he had just saved.

Two people.

After General Vincent put away his spear and pistol, he found that the two men were holding on to the stone and vomiting out bile. Vincent shook his head, turned around and picked up the crossbow that he had just thrown away, and turned around

When he saw that the two people were still vomiting, he couldn't help but joked: "Hey, have you two vomited enough? You can't stand killing a few zombies. I really wonder how you are alive today."

At this time, the girl finally calmed down a little. Although her face was still not particularly good-looking, she whispered: "After the disaster, my father took us to this Gobi Desert far away from the city. My father is a photographer, especially

He liked to take pictures of the scenery in the Gobi Desert, so he once built a small house here and stored enough food for us for two years. Last year he said he wanted to go to the city to see what the situation was like outside, but he never came back.

Before he left, he told us not to look for him if he didn't come back. We knew he must have been in trouble, and we had no choice but to wait."

The girl paused and continued: "It wasn't until the food stored in our house was eaten up two days ago that we had to venture out to look for food. This is our first time out, so seeing you just... just now
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