Volume 1: The Journey of the Dead Chapter 7: The Thief
The broken glass door of the commissary flickered with a faint light, and the two ugly-looking zombies inside roared and pounced on Su Chen, Su Chen's right hand was raised slightly, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the zombie's head is two triggers.
After the gunshot, the two zombies fell down in response, and Su Chen couldn't help but feel a little pain when he looked at the muzzle of the gun with a thin smoke.
Unlike yesterday, the commissary in front of him was very messy, the originally clean ground was full of corpses, and most of the snacks on the ground were stained with blood, Su Chen didn't think much about it, picked up the food on the cabinet and put it in the backpack, he now has two backpacks, a travel bag, and a military backpack, carrying two bags of food at a time, which is a lot more convenient.
After it was filled, Su Chen quickly left the commissary, and there were no new zombies to fill the vacancy on the street where he had "cleared" before, Su Chen trotted all the way to his house, poured all the food on the tile floor in the living room, and hurriedly ran downstairs before he could catch his breath.
He didn't know when the zombies would fill the void, and he wasn't sure if there would be other survivors taking advantage of the opportunity to loot the food in the gap he had to go upstairs.
The end of the world broke out, the geographical environment of the commissary was very conspicuous, maybe there would be people staring at it all the time, Su Chen broke through the commissary, if other survivors paid attention, it was indispensable to take the opportunity to take advantage of it, Su Chen didn't want the fruits of his hard work to be remembered by others.
When he returned to the commissary out of breath, he found that there was much less food neatly arranged on the counter.
Su Chen was quite confident in his memory, he looked left and right, and found nothing abnormal.
At the moment, in the commissary, the remaining snacks are not enough to fill his stomach, and Su Chen does not need to make a third trip.
Taking advantage of the fact that he plundered his food in the gap between his first upstairs, Su Chen did not intend to find him out, after all, looking for people in the last days is not a playhouse, and Su Chen did not want to put his life on the line for the food of these few days.
Su Chen sorted out the food and made a slight adjustment in the store, he was able to determine that the intruder came from the building next door, after all, the only area where he could keep an eye on the situation of the commissary was the building next door.
Su Chen took out the imitation pistol and loaded it with five steel balls, which were really useless, and it was only less than a day's work, and there were only thirty-seven left.
Su Chen walked out of the door slowly, glanced at the street, and did not find anything unusual, the corners of his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the building on the next street, scanning dozens of windows.
From the east to the west, Su Chen didn't get a satisfactory answer, he retracted his gaze, grabbed his travel bag, and didn't plan to continue to waste time in this area.
Su Chen, who was walking slowly on the street, suddenly jumped his left eyelid, and a bright light shone on his left eye from the side, Su Chen subconsciously turned his head, on the sixth floor of the building opposite, on the left side of the staircase, there was a small head peeking out of the window, staring at him.
It was five o'clock in the afternoon, and the remnant sun of winter was not dazzling, but it was very uncomfortable to shine on the pupils, and Su Chen could be sure that this little head was looking at him, but he couldn't see "him" clearly.
Su Chen turned his head, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, picking him up cheaply, he must not be a ruthless character, he didn't care about this person's motives, but he was a little interested in this person's appearance.
Five minutes later, Su Chen returned home safely, distributed the food collected in this operation reasonably, and placed it neatly in the kitchen.
This was the first time he felt that the kitchen at home had a bit of a role, and for Su Chen, who had never cooked, the kitchen in the past was redundant.
This time the hard work was not in vain, Su Chen not only transported all the food that could fill his stomach in the commissary, but also made a lot of cigarettes and alcohol, and while he was happy, Su Chen planned to treat himself well.
This time the looted food was enough to last for sixteen days.
In the last days, life will become more difficult for every extra day of survival, which is enough to sustain sixteen days of food, and I don't know how many survivors have a lifesaver in their hearts.
Under the comfortable warm air of the air conditioner, Su Chen tasted the red wine that was barely inferior, ate the few peanuts, and watched the sunset that was about to come to a successful end.
This situation gave him the illusion that he was in retirement, and now he only hopes to have a safe room with air conditioning and hot showers, and he doesn't need to worry about food when he wakes up every day, which is enough.
However, in the last days, this is a luxury.
After eating and drinking, Su Chen, who was idle and bored, picked up the camouflage binoculars, walked slowly to the balcony, and squinted at the building next door.
Boredom is boring, he actually wants to see the appearance of the person in the opposite building, which can be regarded as adding a little fun to the boring post-apocalyptic life.
The two buildings are separated by a street, no more than 15 meters apart, and with a camouflage telescope, you can clearly see the scene in the window of the opposite building.
Su Chen raised his head slightly, the little head that poked out of the window had long since dissipated, and at a glance, the pink curtains blocked his vision.
Pink Girl's Heart... It's either a little Lori or a perverted uncle, no matter which one it is, Su Chen is not interested.
Even so, Su Chen still wanted to take a look.
He still had a long time to spare, but when it got dark, the pink curtain was not opened, and in desperation, he had to shake his head and leave.
Back in the house, Su Chen still had a lot to do.
In addition to daily high-intensity physical training, there are books in various fields to read.
Before the end of the world, it was up to him whether he could do it or not, but in the last days, this became his daily task.
Before the end of the world, Su Chen had been to the gym many times, and he knew his body well, and in terms of his own training, he could have a good grasp of proportion, as for book reading, in addition to the dozens of books on the bookcase at home, there were thousands of books related to various fields that he had downloaded to the computer a long time ago.
For the current Su Chen, his end-of-the-world career is very fulfilling, not boring at all.
Of course, he knew, it was only temporary.
After all, humans are social animals.
In the early morning of the second day, Su Chen's biological clock woke him up on time, Su Chen dragged his somewhat heavy head to get out of bed, and after washing, he began to eat simply, looking at the well-distributed amount of food, his heart was somewhat twisted.
Just as he finished his last bite of food and was about to get up, the door of the living room, which had not yet been powered off, rang with a crisp doorbell.
It had been a long time since he had heard the bell of the gate, and he couldn't help but pause for a moment, then quickly stood up, ran to the gate, and checked the situation outside through the cat's eye.
The cat's eye does not have a wide visual distance, and in the line of sight, a woman in a white cotton jacket is standing leisurely in place rubbing her hands.
Maybe this cat's eye is a little old, Su Chen can't see the appearance of this woman clearly, he covered the copper sheet and thought about it for a while.
Although he couldn't see the woman's appearance clearly, Su Chen could be sure that he didn't know her, so her appearance seemed very purposeful, and it was very likely that she was the one who plundered his supplies yesterday afternoon.
Although he was a woman, and the food in the commissary could not be said to be Su Chen's, he was somewhat unhappy when he was robbed of a piece of meat by the other party like this.
Now that the other party is coming to the door, Su Chen can't help but open the door, he refuses to open the door this time, which means that he is afraid of the other party, and in the next few days, as long as Su Chen goes out, maybe he will be yin.
Su Chen wasn't sure if there were other survivors next to him in the cat's unreachable position, he knocked on the security door, took out the imitation pistol in the gun belt, and raised the gun and quickly took two steps back at the moment when he opened the security door.