"Zombies, his zombies!" Locke, the accountant, roared almost like madness, even though he often came out with yin and yang weirdness, but this was the first time he had spoken foul language. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Don't talk about Locke, everyone is in a terrible mood. The 300-kilometer road may be full of zombies, and they want to pounce and eat them one by one.

No wonder the wreckage lying in the middle of the highway had lost its flesh, internal organs, and even the brain marrow.

The next thing was that everyone was silent, and the car kept jolting as it went. After a little further mile, the RV in front crashed through a guardrail and was back on the road. Special Forces Gordon also took the steering wheel and put the car on the road through the gap.

The rest of the road was smooth and there were no more piles of vehicles and hordes of zombies.

After about fifteen minutes or so, the car had already driven about twenty kilometers, and it seemed that everything had eased up a lot.

"Distinguished guests, worse is to come!" Sneijder, who was sitting in the co-pilot, learned the eccentric manager's emphasis, and turned his head with a wry smile: "The car is running out of gas." ”

The RV in front of it obviously didn't have much gas, so it slowed down more and more, and then stopped. Rudolph got out of the car.

Gordon also got out of the cab, and the others opened the doors and went out.

When Cheng Qianxun was about to go out for the last time, she suddenly saw something on the footrest in front of the seat, she bent down, pulled out the paper-like paper-like square fold that only showed one corner, picked it up and looked at it, and stuffed it into the collar of her sweatshirt, and then got out of the car.

The first thing Rudolph said to Gordon was, "How much oil do you have." ”

Sure enough, Gordon took a deep breath: "Maybe it's not even two liters." ”

"I'm about three liters at most!" Rudolph's calmness at this time seemed to play a role again: "The first option, I will pump the oil into your car, and then you send someone back to the original place to pump out the oil from the other cars." ”

"I'm not going back to feed the zombies!" Locke, the accountant, immediately shouted.

"Shut up!" Gordon scolded in a low voice: "Do you want to alarm the zombies nearby?" It is said that zombies react when they hear sounds. ”

Regel, who was holding a gun and guarding against him, said coldly: "I don't know who is responsible for collecting gasoline." ”

Locke kept his mouth shut, he and Sneijder were in charge of collecting gasoline just now. As a result, everyone got something somewhat, and even Cheng Qianxun and Zhang Ruoshan, two girls, threw some food and water into the Jabil car at least before going to see the corpse, and only the two of them were empty-handed.

"I can't go back, otherwise I ran for more than 20 kilometers in vain, and maybe there is an equipment supply point ahead." Cheng Qianxun interjected, looked at Gordon's expression and said softly: "I don't worry that someone will go back to take risks, it's not worth it to die for a little gasoline." ”

These words should make everyone feel some warmth, at this time, the weak must rely on the strong.

Gordon did not express his approval and disapproval, and directly asked Rudolph: "What is the second option." ”

Rudolph said calmly: "Pump your oil to my car, the jeep can't carry eight people, my car can." Five litres of petrol can run about another twenty kilometers, and I drove slower, hoping to hold out a few more kilometers. At least fifty kilometers today, we worked out. ”

Steve couldn't help but say, "I just saw that there was water in the car, enough for everyone to take a shower, and some quilt blankets." ”

With the facilities, at least you can live a little human. Gordon took a deep breath, as if deciding something: "Then let's see if our luck can make it to the next place where there are supplies." I'm going to smoke jeep gas, and everyone gets into the RV, okay? ”

"I'm going to smoke it!" Locke is the most active, too, that pumping oil here is much safer than going back to a place full of zombies.

"Hehe, then I'll help." Sneijder also turned to chase Locke, who ran towards the Jeep.

Cheng Qianxun immediately said, "Shanshan and I went to get some of the food and water we collected just now. "They must also behave as useful people, and this is not the time to be Miss Jiao, who had died on the ladder before.

Regel patted Steve on the shoulder: "Man, come back to the RV with me and throw out the unwanted stuff to lighten some weight." ”

No matter how much weight is reduced, it will reduce fuel consumption, and Gordon nodded approvingly.

After getting busy, Rudolph and Gordon went to open the hood of the RV and look at the car for hidden dangers, and then the two went to see how well Locke was pumping their gas.

Cheng Qianxun and Zhang Ruoshan got down from the RV after carrying four bags of things, and then returned to the jeep.

Locke and Snead finally found a bucket and a long plastic tube, and Snead held the bucket in his hand: "Alright, let's start pumping." ”

Locke poked one end of the tube into the tank, then sucked the other end of the tube with his mouth. After a few sucks, he jerked the tube into the keg, then spat out a mouthful of gasoline and spit it on the ground.

"It smells bad." Locke frowned and spat on the ground. Then he ran to the car, took out a small bottle of drinking water from the back of the car, opened it and rinsed his mouth several times.

Snead frowned slightly, didn't say anything, held the keg, and then pumped gasoline from the tank. Of course, everyone has seen all this.

Rudolph walked up to Regel and seemed to whisper a few words, and Regel nodded repeatedly.

Five minutes later, when Cheng Qianxun and Zhang Ruoshan threw the last few bags of food and water into the RV, Snead and Gordon poured a drop of gasoline into the RV's fuel tank and closed the lid.

"That's it!" Sneijder let out a long exhale, as if he had finished speaking.

As soon as he said that, Regel turned to Locke, who was standing by and watched, and swung a heavy punch at him, knocking him to the ground with one punch.

Locke lay on his back on the ground, rubbing his fingers with his fingers to the blood oozing from the corners of his mouth: "You, what are you doing?" ”

"You idiot!" Regel didn't dare to speak loudly, and his lowered voice became even more vicious: "Gasoline is wasted like this, you can't spit it in the barrel?" This puff of gasoline should make the car run a few meters! Do you know how many bottles of drinking water there are, but you still use most of the bottles to rinse your mouth, you are a complete idiot. ”

Rudolph walked to the cab and put his words down coldly: "Then leave him here, and you can save some gas with fewer people." ”

"Don't, don't leave me alone." Locke, who was both bored and seemed to have a sense of superiority, panicked and lay on the ground, begging a little ridiculously: "I was wrong, I know, I won't do it again in the future." ”

Snead smiled and spread his hands: "Man, this is everyone's opinion, I can't help it." Or I'll try to negotiate and give you food and water. That's the only thing I can fight for you! ”

"Get out of here!" Locke stretched out his leg and kicked Sneijder, howling loudly, "You can't do this, leave me one for those zombies, you can't be so inhuman." If the gods see it, they will punish you! ”