It's not a good idea to talk about love at this ti. There are countless rotting zombies following behind. This is not a romantic background. Angela knows it very well, but... she can't control herself. Parker looks so delicious. Of course, Angela refers to Parker's weak character, not the appearance of Parker covered in rotten at.
As the passive party being interrogated, Parker was so frightened by Cole's roar that he trembled all over. Then he saw the dense group of zombies rushing over with the oil truck, less than ten steps away from them. "What, what should I do?" Parker tried hard to show so manly spirit to Angela, but there were too many zombies, so he couldn't help but beco weak. Not hiding behind Angela was already his most courageous performance.
"Let's go," Angela said calmly, raising the machine gun she was carrying.
Then Parker continued his previous fate like a sack, being dragged around by Angela without any autonomy. Mike and Paul cleared the snipers in the temporary base from the commanding heights, while Colem angrily cleared the way for Angela and Parker. His anger was about to materialize, and he beat the zombies to pieces, scaring Parker to death.
"He, he won't hurt us by mistake, will he?" A zombie was shot in the head as he approached Parker, splashing dirty blood all over Parker, scaring him so much that his whole body turned cold.
Angela grabbed him with one hand and shot at the zombies in front with the other hand. She didn't even turn her head and said, "Colomb's shooting is very accurate." Before Parker could be relieved, she said, "But Colemb shot only because the zombie was so close to you just now. It seems that Colemb is very unhappy with you. Maybe next ti he sees a zombie biting you, he won't shoot to help you."
Angela was telling the truth, and her truth made Parker tremble again.
"So stick with ," Angela said.
Parker imdiately pressed almost his entire body against Angela.
Angela was very satisfied.
Seeing that Angela and Parker had already moved away from the oil truck, Wales, who had been following the oil truck with his scope aid at the oil barrel, reminded Angela and Parker to take cover. After receiving a response, he fired a shot at the oil barrel. This was not difficult, as the oil barrel was a large target. However, no one knew whether there was any oil left in the barrel, which was the most troubleso thing.
After firing a shot, Wales looked at the oil truck in the sight and muttered twice: "Please, please..." The result was what Wales was happy to see. A few drops of oil slowly dripped out of the bullet hole in the oil barrel. It could be seen that there was indeed not much oil in the barrel, but as long as there was so oil left, it would be enough for Wales to play.
Angela dragged Parker into a clothing store, shot and killed several zombies following them, pulled Parker to squat and said to Parker: "Cover your ears."
"What?" Parker asked while panting because he had just run too fast.
"Cover your ears!" Angela yelled at Parker impatiently. Her voice was so sharp that Parker's ears were buzzing, so he had to cover his ears.
Angela then said to the radio mike, "Okay."
The oil truck had stopped near the wire fence of the temporary base because of the increasing number of dead bodies on the ground and the tires were stuck. The leaked oil naturally dripped on the dead bodies. Wales narrowed his eyes, aid at a dead body under the oil barrel with a lot of oil dripping on its clothes, and pulled the trigger. This bullet hit the dead body and was useless, but Wales pulled the trigger very quickly. The first bullet hit the dead body, but before the bullet sank into the dead body, it was hit by the second bullet. The two bullets collided at high speed, and a small spark was created in an instant, igniting the oil on the dead body. The flas burst out from the dead body and burned, blocking the small bullet hole on the oil barrel.
The oil truck exploded with a loud bang, blowing open the barbed wire defense line. The zombies following the oil truck also caught fire, but they had no five senses and continued to move forward without any perception. They entered the temporary base through the gap created by the oil truck and pounced on the al-Qaeda mbers in the base.
The loud noise could be heard throughout the city of Cole. More and more zombies were attracted towards this side by the sound. Screams of people continued to be heard in the temporary base of the al-Qaeda mbers. However, the rescue team did not continue to observe whether Suwan escaped from the temporary base. Instead, they directly put away their equipnt and gathered together, avoiding the zombies from a small path and rushing towards the direction of the survivors.
"What about Suwan? Are you really not going to care about her anymore?" Parker couldn't help but ask after reuniting with everyone.
No one answered him.
The seven people quickly reached the location of the survivors. The coordinates of the distress signal were in a small house. Although most zombies were attracted to the temporary base of al-Qaeda, this villa was located near the outskirts of Cole City and there were still so zombies nearby. For safety reasons, Wales first observed the situation in the house with a thermal imaging device outside the house, and then nodded: "There are two adults, one male and one female judging by their body shapes."
They should be a couple. Wales put away the imager, nodded, and made gestures to sneak in to the people around him.
The door was locked and the windows were nailed shut with wooden boards from the outside. It was obvious that this family had a strong sense of vigilance. Wales used a dagger to pry the lock, while Angela and Charlie covered him and killed the zombies that were approaching. Wales moved quickly and opened the door in half a minute. He waved to the people outside, and several people lowered their footsteps and quietly entered the room.
From outside, the imaging device was used to observe that the couple was in the living room. The windows were nailed shut with wooden boards. Although it was morning, the house was dark. Several people turned on their tactical flashlights and ca to the living room. However, no one was there, so they dispersed to look for people in each room. Cole went to the bedroom and just as he opened the door, he suddenly noticed sothing and dodged to the side. When he shone the flashlight, he saw a man standing in the corner of the room with an axe and a thin woman standing behind him. Both of them looked at Cole with a gun in panic. It seed that the man had heard the door being pried open and hid in with the woman.
"Don't be afraid," Coleim whispered quickly, "We are the rescue team."
The man was stunned after hearing this, then slowly put down the axe in his hand, looking very confused: "You really ca, we couldn't wait for you, and thought you wouldn't co..."
The woman behind him could no longer contain her excitent and was about to cry. Coleham heard the growling of the zombies outside and warned her, "Don't make a sound!" The woman's husband quickly covered his wife's mouth, and the woman threw herself into the man's arms, crying silently.
Others also heard the noise and walked into the bedroom. Paul checked the two people and found that they had not been bitten or scratched by zombies, so they were safe and could be rescued.
"Did you send out the distress signal?" Angela asked them.
The woman nodded with tears in her eyes and choked up as she said, "We heard the broadcast. Oh my God, you really ca. We are saved..."
"Hush," Angela signaled her not to get too excited: "Are there any other survivors around here?"
"Everyone who is alive is gone," the man said.
Angela looked at the two of them: "Why didn't you leave?"
"Marty is not in good health," the man firmly hugged the thin woman who was still crying beside him, "I can't abandon her, so I stay with her. I have to protect her. If we encounter zombies, she will probably fall behind, so it's better for her to stay at ho."
Angela was sowhat moved, and asked him again: "How did you hold on until now?"
"After those monsters rushed into the city, the whole city was in chaos. Everyone was scrambling for resources, so my friends and I stole a lot of things. I nailed the house with wooden boards, and Marty and I never went out again. After hearing the broadcast, I sent a distress signal using the radio. We thought we would never be rescued..." The man's voice beca hoarse.
"What's your na?" Angela asked him.
"Fry."
Angela nodded: "Okay, Fry, we will leave imdiately and go to a safe city where the army is stationed. You will be safe."
Fry nodded vigorously and hugged his wife tighter.
The plane they ca on was blown up by al-Qaeda mbers. They couldn't walk to a nearby safe city, so they redeployed the plan. After discussing in the living room, the trainees decided to look for available vehicles nearby. While they were deploying the plan, Marty cautiously asked Parker, who was standing next to them without getting a word in: "Did you cause that explosion?"
Parker politely replied to Marty: "Yes, ma'am, we have to do that. It has beco a temporary base of al-Qaeda. One of our companions was caught by them when he ca here."
Upon hearing about Al-Qaeda, Marty was a little panicked. Although Cole City was very close to the battlefield, there had always been troops stationed on the battlefield, so Cole City was very safe. The two of them had been hiding in the house and had no idea what was happening outside. Of course, they didn't know that after the fall of Cole City, Al-Qaeda had occupied the city.
"Don't worry, our way out doesn't go through there," Angela looked over and comforted Marty.
"What about your companions?" Marty asked with concern.
Several people looked at each other and fell silent. Marty exclaid softly and made a cross on his chest: "May God bless him."
"Do you believe in God?" Angela asked.
"At this ti, we must have so faith," Marty said with a wry smile, "otherwise, how can we hold on?"
Angela nodded: "Smart move," then she shone the tactical flashlight around the house and frowned and asked: "Where's your husband?"
"He's packing his luggage," Marty said. Angela listened and winked at Colum. Colum understood and approached the bedroom cautiously with his gun raised. Angela followed. Seeing them do this, Marty was a little panicked. Just as he was about to open his mouth, Mike's palm pressed his mouth. "Sorry, ma'am, we may have lost a companion. We can't make any mistakes at this ti," Mike lowered his voice and said in Marty's ear. Seeing Angela and Colum approaching the bedroom with guns in hand, Marty's eyes widened in fear.
The bedroom door was half open, and there were trivial noises coming from inside. Fry didn't know what he was doing inside. Columb gently pushed the door open with the barrel of his gun. Fry was unaware and was still squatting beside the bed in the dark, doing sothing unknown. He had lived in this house for so long that he didn't need to turn on the lights to fully understand every furnishing in the house. However, he suddenly noticed the glaring light, turned around and saw Columb and Angela pointing their guns at him, and was startled.
"What are you doing?" Colem asked.
"It's Marty's dicine," Frye said quickly, "She's not in good health, so you have to take the dicine with you."
Angela took two steps closer and shone the tactical flashlight into the bag in Fry's hand. It was filled with a ss of dicine bottles. Angela took two bottles and looked at them, then put the dicine back and nodded to Cole. Fry did not lie, but there were too many dicines. It was impossible that they were the dosage prescribed by the doctor. Angela asked him, "How did you get so many dicines?"
"After I ca back from grabbing the food, I went to the pharmacy and grabbed so dicine." Frye was a little nervous because he was pointed at by a gun, but he said honestly: "These dicines are too expensive, and Marty can't usually get them. I wanted Marty to feel better, so I went to grab these dicines." He hugged the bag tightly, as if he was afraid that Angela would reach out and snatch it away.
Frye said it so easily, but Angela could imagine that when a zombie wave had broken out in the city, it was not safe even at ho, and for Marty, Frye dared to go out and face another zombie wave.
Angela stared at Fry blankly, and suddenly she was moved.
Coleim also put down the gun he had been holding.
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