A rapid gunfire caught Fu An'an's attention.

The door of the container was quietly opened, and the two climbed on the container and looked down.

The view from above is open, and it is easy to spot the zombies crowded into the narrow aisles of the containers and the people running away with guns.

"Those are the kitchen guys?"

"Hmm."

Almost every one of them carried a gun, and it was evident that they had plenty of ammunition. They were chased by the zombies and had to climb onto the container. Seeing this, Fu An'an couldn't help frowning, and said worriedly, "They won't come up, right?" ”

"Probably not." Fu Yizhi put down the binoculars, "They don't have tools. ”

The only wooden ladder was taken away by them, and the difficulties they encountered before became the current guarantee.

"Anyway, where did you get this telescope?" Fu Anan looked at Fu Yizhi.

"The captain's control room took it by the way." Fu Yizhi stood up and sat back in the container.

Fu An'an was a little itchy when he saw that he didn't look at it, "Can I borrow it?" ”

"No, you can't." Faced with Fu An'an's request, Fu Yizhi refused expressionlessly.

Fu Anan turned her head and pouted, if she didn't look, she didn't look, her eyesight was better.

The group dispersed, six climbed to the container on the left, the other three hid directly below them, and two others were bitten by zombies before they could climb up. A howl of pain, echoing across the deck.

The zombie-infested ship has turned into a horror cruise ship.

Fortunately, they got the first step and occupied the most advantageous position. So much so that at such times, it is also possible to make some hot food with an alcohol lamp.

Fu An'an opened a can, took out the food inside, drilled two holes next to it and tied the wire, and a simple small pot was made.

Fu An'an counted it carefully, and there were four boxes of canned food in total, and there were thirty-six in each box. Canned salted fish, canned ham, canned pickles, canned corn and canned rice that can be staple foods.

Looking at these stocks, Fu An was satisfied, and then used an alcohol lamp to heat up two bowls of fragrant white rice, this is the life of a person!

The rice is steaming hot.

Fu An'an took it off and poured oil on the empty jar.

The oil began to splash in all directions, making a sizzling sound. Fu An'an put the cut ham in it and fried it until golden brown on both sides, and the taste was burnt.

"Alright, it's time to eat."

Fu Yizhi looked at the cooking oil on the ground, "Where did this come from?" ”

"Oh, I brought it in my new backpack." Fu Anan pointed to the army-green backpack he had picked up outside the hut, "There are cigarettes, lighters and chewing gum inside." ”

Saying that, Fu Anan took out the bag of Hongtashan, "Do you smoke?" ”

"No, you don't."

Fu Yizhi sat on the spot and picked up the cooked rice.

The twenty-fifth day of the voyage survived, and it was spent safely.

The twenty-sixth day of the voyage survived safely.

Twenty-seventh day of seafaring survival

Since they reached the top of the container, their daily life has changed from fleeing to watching others flee.

Their food is abundant, but the supplies of the people below have been exhausted.

Surrounded by a large number of zombies, they had several disputes in the past three days, and the initial quarrel gradually turned into a physical conflict. Just now, a man was pushed off the container by his companion next to him, and after a burst of screams, he was devoured by the group of zombies below.

Half a minute later, a zombie that had been bitten to the bone in multiple places staggered to its feet.