Chapter Fifty-Eight: Target Gas Station
"Brother Chen Mo, Brother Chen Mo, get up and eat quickly."
Chen Mo, who was still asleep, felt that someone suddenly reached out to push him, and then Chen Mo suddenly woke up and looked at the comer.
"Brother Chen Mo, get up and eat, these clothes were found yesterday, you remember to change them..."
Chen Mo, who woke up, immediately saw Yan Hua, who had turned around and was about to leave, walking towards the door.
The sky outside the window has regained its brightness, it looks exceptionally clear, and he helped his somewhat swollen head, Chen Mo slowly reached out and picked up the hearing aid next to the pillow and put it on his ear.
Chen Mo, who was wearing hearing aids, immediately saw a neat stack of clothes on the side of his couch when he was about to get up.
Looking down at his bloodstained and somewhat smelly clothes, Chen Mo immediately reached out and took off the set of clothes on his body, picked up the sweater and sportswear that were placed aside and put them on his body.
"Dinner, dinner, eating."
'Squeak'
"Brother Chen, it's time to eat."
Just as Chen Mo put on his coat, the voice of the white soldier came along with the sound of the wooden door opening.
"Okay."
After moving his hands and feet slightly, Chen Mo walked towards the corridor.
"It's so fragrant, Yan Hua's craftsmanship still hasn't regressed."
"It's fragrant."
With the trivial voices of everyone, Chen Mo slowly walked to the dining table and sat down.
"Brother Chen Mo is awake."
"Sit down and eat."
"Eh, Brother Chen, it's eight o'clock in the morning, let's go straight to the gas station after eating."
Picking up the egg drop soup on the table, Chen Mo took two sips, and then heard Yu Hu say to himself.
"Hmm."
Chen Mo, who answered, casually picked up a ham sausage on the table and skillfully opened it and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Why do you still have hair, vomit, Yan Hua, you...."
"Hahaha..."
In the midst of the noise of the crowd talking and laughing, the one who was quickly eliminated was called a clean one.
At the same time as Zhuangzi put down his job, Yu Hu was the first to speak to everyone with a serious face.
"Everyone hurry up and pack up their equipment, and everyone will leave on time at half past eight."
"Okay."
“OK。”
When Yu Hu's words fell, everyone responded, and then only Yu Leopard was left alone and silently cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and everyone hurriedly returned to their rooms and began to pack up their equipment.
Let's look at Chen Mo.
He sat down on the edge of his bed again, turned around and poured all the contents of his backpack onto the other bed, and then reached out to put three or four chocolate bars in his backpack.
"Hemp rope, flashlight, lighter, map..."
While chattering, Chen Mo reached out and put some essential items into his backpack.
Until Chen Mo reached out and pulled the zipper of the backpack, Chen Mo felt that he had almost cleaned up, and Chen Mo, who was expressionless, looked down at his watch.
‘8:27’
Then I saw Chen Mo put the backpack behind his back with his backhand, and pulled out the katana pinned to the side of the backpack stained with blood and fine minced meat with a 'poof'.
Slowly exhaling a breath, Chen Mo picked up the little mineral water left on the side and poured it on the shabby clothes he had dragged off.
Then Chen Mo picked up the water-stained clothes and slowly wiped the katana in his hand.
It wasn't until Chen Mo looked down at his watch again that he realized that there was almost a minute or so left, and then Chen Mo put away his katana and walked downstairs.
"Brother Chen Mo, I'm waiting for you, come, give you two bottles of mineral water, two bottles each."
Chen Mo, who was walking through the dim corridor, had just walked to the counter where the grain and oil store had just entered, and saw Yan Hua handing over two bottles of water while talking to him with excitement at the door.
"Let's go."
Reaching out to take the mineral water, Chen Mo turned over the backpack and put the water in the backpack, and nodded to Yan Hua in the same tone as before.
"I'll lock the door, Brother Chen Mo, you sit in the Raptor behind."
Between the words, Chen Mo had already come to the street and walked towards the birds of prey, smelling the faint smell of earth, and Chen Mo's slightly frowning brows were also slowly soothed.
'Click'
"Hey, Brother Chen, have one?"
Chen Mo, who had just sat in the car, immediately heard a 'greeting' from the tiger.
"I don't smoke."
As he spoke, Chen Mo hugged his backpack in his arms.
"Hey, hey."
Seeing Yu Hu smiling evilly and looking at himself with some ill will, Chen Mo slowly turned his head and looked ahead.
In the co-pilot, Yu Bao was rolling his eyes at his big brother who was smoking a cigarette, and the driver was still a white soldier with a shotgun behind his back.
'Buzz~'
Seeing the pickup truck in front of him suddenly start in a tremble, Bai Bing also stepped on the accelerator and said to the people in the car at the same time.
"Let's go."
'Buzz~'
"Brother Chen, your knife is good..."
"Brother Chen, what did you do before when you were so powerful..."
"Brother Chen, you can also get me this gun to play with..."
"Brother Chen..."
The surrounding scenery kept changing and flying backwards, and Yu Hu in the car also took the word chatter to the extreme, and tirelessly tried to make a stubble with Chen Mo.
Looking at Chen Mo again, at first, he would occasionally respond to one or two sentences, and then Chen Mo directly pulled his eyelids, tilted his head and began to pretend to be asleep.
Yu Bao, who was sitting in the co-pilot, also followed Chen Mo's example, tilting his head and closing his eyes.
Looking at Chen Mo who was asleep in the back and his younger brother who was asleep in front, Yu Hu sighed boredly, and then turned his eyes to look at Bai Bing who was driving.
"Eh, white soldier boy, I heard Yan Hua say that the recoil is quite strong? I didn't say it..."
Listening to Yu Hu's words, Bai Bing pointed to a paragraph on the center console in front of him helplessly.
'Never talk to the driver'
Yu Hu looked at Bai Bing's hand, and then leaned his head back on the seat and looked out the window helplessly.
The surrounding scenery was constantly changing, looking at these aimlessly howling zombies on the side of the road, Yu Hu sighed slowly.
'Bang! ’
At this moment, the pickup truck in front suddenly made a muffled sound of hitting something, and Yu Hu, who heard the sound, hurriedly looked up.
“woc。”
Yu Hu muttered in a low voice, and saw a zombie being hit by the pickup truck in front of him like parts, scattered on the road.
"White Soldier Boy, let's bump into a few too?"
Hearing the excitement on his face, Yu Hu spoke to himself again with interest.
Bai Bing sighed slowly, then rolled his eyes, and he didn't know where to find two balls of toilet paper and stuffed them into his ears.
"Ugh."
Seeing the white soldier who reacted like this, Yu Hu chirped, and then looked at the roadside zombie flashing outside the car window with some melancholy and said to himself.
"Smoke another one."
"My big brother! You don't smoke, it's almost there. ”
Hearing that his brother was going to smoke again, Yu Bao said in despair to Yu Hu, who had already taken out a cigarette behind him.
"Huh? Leopard, I knew you kid wasn't asleep, hehehe, come, talk to my brother for a while..."