The speed at which zombies transform has reached this point.

Looking at their companions, who had turned into zombies, several people on the container began to argue, pointing guns at each other. In the end, the team split into two camps, and both sides even fired two empty guns at each other.

The loud noise caused the zombies locked in the container to be agitated.

Listening to the sound of the zombies scraping the container under his feet, Fu Anan had a not very good feeling, "Master Fu, do you feel that the zombies in the container seem to be getting more and more active?" ”

Fu Yizhi nodded, and then glanced at the person lying on his stomach next to him, "Can't you sit up?" ”

"I don't." Fu Anan refused without thinking about it. If they were discovered, Fu Yizhi, who was seated, would have a larger target and would be more likely to attract artillery fire.

The people below quieted down, lying on the container like salted fish drying, and there was no value to observe for the time being.

Fu Anan returned to the container and lit the alcohol lamp.

For these three kinds of canned food, Fu Anan is changing his methods every day.

The fragrance quickly dissipates in the air.

A short-haired man lying in the container below sniffed, "I seem to smell tempeh." ”

"That's why you're hungry and faint." Another man in yellow said weakly, "There is only the rancid smell of zombies here. ”

The man sighed, "If we continue like this, we will starve to death sooner or later." How nice it was to stay in the kitchen before, to eat and drink. ”

"Alright, don't say it." The man in yellow glanced at the other side, and the two closed their eyes again.

"It smells so good." The short-haired man indulged in the vague smell of nothingness.

Under the influence of the short-haired man, the man in yellow felt as if he had smelled this smell, and various delicacies appeared in his mind, and he swallowed his saliva silently.

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Eight o'clock in the evening

It was getting dark.

Fu Anan watched the sunset on the horizon and drew a small cross on the notebook of the record, there were still two days left before the game ended.

"It's not over yet, you're rowing a little early." Fu Yizhi said lightly

"Oops, there are still four hours left today, no impact." Fu Anan waved his hand and lay on his small bed because there were still two days left, quite excited and nervous.

Fu Yizhi glanced at Fu An'an next door, and finally lay on his side.

In the middle of the night, a violent explosion sounded, and even the container was shaking.

The two opened the container door and saw fireworks filling the area below.

Those people below actually had grenades, which blew up a large number of containers, and zombies fell from the sky like dumplings and poured out of their nests.

The deck has become a zombie world.

The people below panicked because of the encirclement of zombies, and they were in chaos. I used all the guns and ammunition I could use. The explosion was deafening, and the entire freighter was shaking.

"How much ammunition do they have?" Fu Anan couldn't help but say, "No wonder such a big bag doesn't bring enough food to eat for two days." ”

"It's not going well." Fu Yizhi looked down and frowned.

As soon as they finished speaking, a bomb exploded beneath them.

The violent shaking made Fu Anan almost fall off her feet, but Fu Yizhi pulled her by the side.

At this time, the containers below them were about to be blown apart, and the stacked containers began to tilt outward, swaying in mid-air, making the sound of imminent fall.

"Pack your things, let's get out of here right away!"