After 5 minutes, the shouts of the survivors on the rooftop became quieter and quieter, replaced by waves of anxious breathing.

Tang Xiaoquan supported the wall with both hands, stood on tiptoes with both hands, leaned forward and leaned out of the wall, rubbing his eyes against the wall, looking around like a radar, looking for that familiar figure, looking for the person they were looking forward to.

The second team I’m looking forward to.

But the result was cruel. As far as Tang Xiaoquan could see, apart from the desolate country roads and lonely houses, there was only an army of zombies surrounding them, constantly howling.

The feeling of despair could not be suppressed, and it was an indescribable feeling.

Although the survivors were safe for a while, as the trapped time continued to pass, the "hopelessness" of falling into hell really made everyone in the third team feel suffocated!

There is no need for unnecessary communication, because the dejection on each other's faces already explains everything very well.

Wang Daguo froze on the spot. Even though he was stronger than Wang Zhi and Tang Xiaoquan, even though he had a lot of strength, and even though he seemed to have a strong character, in the end, when he encountered such a dangerous situation,

After seeing that he was surrounded by so many zombies with no hope of escape, he became timid as expected! He was scared! He flinched!

This is actually the most real feeling when human beings encounter danger. Although many times the "protagonists" we often see in movies or novels can always kill under the protection of various "halos".

In all directions, all armies entering and exiting are like entering an uninhabited land.

But what about reality? How will you behave when you really encounter desperate danger?

You know, there is no such thing as a gun that shakes your arm when you shoot it, there is no AK47 that can blow you to the head, and there is no such cool and explosive Barrett and Gatling.

The only thing you have is yourself, and whether you live or die in the end depends entirely on your heart.

Those with strong hearts overcome fear and fight for their lives.

Those who are weak at heart surrender to fear and wait for death.

This is a very realistic and fair law that will not be changed by people's delusions.

However, for our third team of survivors, their situation is more complicated now, because their fate is completely out of their control, so no matter how tyrannical your heart is, at this moment...

…

Miracle, unless there is a miracle, there are only two endings waiting for the third team: either rush downstairs and be eaten by the zombies surrounding them in the fight; or nest on the ground and wait quietly for the end of hunger when they run out of ammunition and food.

Death from thirst.

The scorching sun illuminated the entire roof of the building extremely brightly, and the huge circular light spot was like a spotlight on a stage. When paired with the "cheering and shouting" of hundreds of zombies at the bottom of the building, it was really no less than a small open-air concert.

However, the three "protagonists" in the center of the stage didn't seem to have much interest in this performance.

Tang Xiaoquan stopped shouting pointlessly, because if he continued, not only would it be futile and meaningless, but he would also exhaust his precious physical strength and water resources.

Looking at Wang Qiang who was still persistent, Tang Xiaoquan shook his head helplessly. He knew that his brother was not a guy who liked to give up. Although he couldn't bear to extinguish the fire of his hope, the reality...

"Hadron! Forget it! Give up, save some energy, we will have to..." Halfway through the words, Tang Xiaoquan felt his arms and wrists tighten suddenly, and the next second his whole body was shaken by a huge force.

He pulled it off and dragged it to the wall.

"Look, look, look there! Look there! Behind the house!" His fingers kept shaking, and Wang Qiang shouted excitedly, as if a playful child had found his long-lost toy.

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Tang Xiaoquan frowned and looked along the former's fingertips, and then... his pupils suddenly dilated.

Yes, as Wang Qiang said, there is indeed a figure hidden in the black shadow behind a red brick and black tiled house.

However, due to the angle of vision, Tang Xiaoquan could not completely see the opponent's figure, but he could clearly judge the opponent's identity from the curved bow-like shadow pattern reflected on the ground.

"Brother Hu!" he blurted out almost subconsciously. This exciting news also made the two kings beside him cheer uncontrollably.

"Brother Hu! We are here! Brother Hu! Have you seen us!" Wang Qiang raised his arms and shouted with the joy of being reborn. The fatigue, despair, and depression just now seemed to have dissipated with the appearance of that familiar figure.

Seeing his brother desperately greeting him, Tang Xiaoquan's heart suddenly tightened.

Are you kidding? What you are doing is not telling the zombies that there is someone over there!

But just when Tang Xiaoquan was about to speak to stop his brother from exposing himself like this, he suddenly stopped again.

Why? Because he suddenly thought that the beasts downstairs couldn't understand human speech at all. If that was the case, then...

"Brother Hu, listen carefully, I will explain to you the terrain and situation here," After saying that, Tang Xiaoquan started busy at the wall.

He ran west, from the location of the door to the layout of the house; from the direction of the corridor to the location of the zombies, Tang Xiaoquan could be said to have tried his best to explain the situation of the small building to Hu Xiaodong one by one, especially the courtyard.

He didn't miss even the zombie dog.

But despite being so detailed, Tang Xiaoquan also understood that it would be in vain if there were no practical solutions!

To his surprise, almost at the same time as he finished introducing the situation of the building, the roar of an engine came from the end of the village road.

Good guy, for a moment, the roar of the zombies became even louder. The beasts were obviously "irritated" by this sudden noise.

1 minute? No, maybe less. In short, when Tang Xiaoquan reflected the source of the noise in his mind, a big man "clad in" iron skin came into his field of vision.

The big cargo was driving very fast, at least 60 miles or more, but when it was less than a hundred meters away from the building, it suddenly slowed down again, and then saw two black figures galloping out, and then leaned over and jumped on

The rear of the car.

"It's Brother Hu and Da Zhuang!" Wang Qiang said quickly.

Yes, it was Hu Xiaodong and Da Zhuang who just rushed to the big cargo. They had been waiting on the road for a while, and the reason why they were able to meet the big cargo at the right time was entirely due to the walkie-talkie in their hands.

After the two people were successfully picked up at the rear of the car, the truck roared again, and as the roar continued to increase, its speed also increased.
Chapter completed!