After experiencing two sweet potato and sweet potato feasts for dinner and breakfast, the two went on the road with the BGM of 'puff~'. I don't know if it's the clone that planted it, but yesterday the two walked for an afternoon, and there were still endless vegetable patches in the roadside wilderness.

Although the two walked a little slowly, but there are more than 30 kilometers, such a large vegetable field is not taken care of, how can it grow so lush, that is, the variety is very single, originally a large area of flat land should be planted with rice, but pulled out is a handful of sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes.

''Ahh Eating sweet potatoes at noon will be in a hurry with you. 9527 wailed, because he had been walking all morning, and it was close to dinner, but he could still see sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes nearby, and he knew why the vitality of this thing was so tenacious.

Nameless is also helpless, these two meals are to save materials, don't eat in vain and don't eat a bunch of sweet potatoes, who knows that this thing is the same as not asking for money, everywhere in the nearby area.

Continue to walk for half an hour, several neatly arranged trucks appeared in front of me, all the way are wreckage cleaned by wreckers, like this kind of vehicles that have not been violently pushed away, the skeleton is well preserved is rare, and most of the things stored on this kind of car are also well preserved.

Stepping up, the vehicles are getting clearer and clearer, I am obedient, this is not only a truck, but also a military truck, a dozen or so in a long line.

Rich, rich.

9527 and Nameless eyes lit up, just like seeing a dozen tank cars, he couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart and trotted up, but when he came to the front, he was disappointed, only a few of these dozen trucks had simple armed transformation, and the middle was full of open-top trucks carrying goods, saying that he was open-top because the originally tightly wrapped tarpaulin had long disappeared in the years.

''Alas, nothing. ''

9527 jumped down from the truck that hit the head, although there were some guns left, but they were all rusted and useless, it was better to have a brand new pistol in his bag, he was expecting to get some individual rations, but he endured nausea and turned over several corpses and did not find them.

"No, I don't even bring rations with a convoy for a long distance." ''Nameless crossed his waist with a slight disappointment. ''Forget it, let's see what they do.'' ''

After a little selection, the two of them each got into the car to search, and the nameless one was a wooden box made of simple wooden planks, which was already fragile under the wind and sun, and could be hammered open with a little force. Inside the box are some white instruments, similar to the high-end laboratory in the movie, full of color and full of technology, but because the wooden box has long been cracked with many gaps, those instruments have been damp and cannot be used by soaking.

9527 is supposed to be transporting troops, and the cargo compartment is full of corpses, and there are even heavy machine guns on the edge of the frame. The inside of the carriage was clean, with blood and carrion shrunken into a mass and corpses left in a shriveled frame. Looking around, the machine gun was still a little interesting, and he went over with great interest, crouched down and played with the machine gun, imagining the scene of these soldiers shooting zombies at that time.

''Sniper!! ''

Suddenly, a vague voice sounded in his head, and he thought it was Nameless who was named him, and looked around, Nameless was still unpacking boxes in the car.

Auditory hallucinations? , 9527 muttered.

''No ammo!'' ''

''Quick, block the carriage, block it, block it!'' ''

''Bleeding, I'm bleeding''

Suddenly, more and more murmurs poured into my mind, chaotic fragments intertwined and reassembled according to logic, this is? This is his former memory~