The snow covers the world, making it necessary to pay extra attention when driving off-road mountain bikes. The terrain difference here is relatively large, and if you don't pay attention, it is likely to lead to riding into a ditch on the side of the road. It doesn't fall down, but the snow in the ditch is soft, and it takes a lot of effort for the mountain bike to get it out.

The two of them rode one by one, but the speed was not fast, and they tried to drive on the snow-covered road. The cold wind was biting, and the eyes were dry and painful, but fortunately, before they had this idea, the two of them gave a slight transformation of their sunglasses, which could barely block most of the wind.

The town of Stone Harbor is located in the opposite direction to Harbour City, with the word Hong Kong in its name, but it is not close to the sea. There were two forks in the road along the way, and Han Weijun deliberately marked them in the morning, plus there were signs at the intersection, but they entered the main road to Shigang Town unimpeded.

In the past two decades, Harbour City has been extensively renovated to accommodate cultures from all over the world, and few of the old buildings have survived. Even the remote and small town of Stone Harbor is very exotic. The main road of Shigang Town is very wide, with three lanes coming and going, and the main buildings and facilities are on both sides of the main road. Folk shops, hotels, restaurants, shopping malls are all available.

Since the two of them are going out to look for supplies, they naturally won't go to any style stores, this kind of shop that sells factory assembly lines, but is unique, and the old artist handmade shop has nothing really useful. As for what kind of hotel or something, going in will only increase the risk.

After entering Shigang Town, the speed of the off-road mountain bike slowed down, there were few abandoned vehicles on the road, and the street was very tidy, and there were not many corpses. A snowstorm almost covered up the bloody killing brought by the outbreak of the zombie virus.

The town's architecture is not complicated, and soon you see an oversized billboard at the top of the building, which is the largest supermarket chain in the province, with an entrance between two buildings. The two stopped at the intersection for a few minutes, and there was no sign of any zombies, and then they slowly drove the off-road mountain bike into the passage and parked outside the supermarket.

After pulling out the key, Zhang Zhao hung the equipment on his body, and there were very few places where he could use qiang, and he was usually used to using Tang knives. Here is a small square of about four or five hundred square meters, with a small fountain in the middle, which has now been condensed by ice and snow. The square is lined and used as a parking lot, and there are many shops around, each of which is not large, and mainly sells fruits, snacks, delicatessen, and other things.

There was a big black lock hanging on the roller shutter door of the supermarket, Guo Rong proudly took out a crowbar, knocked on the door twice, and then put his ear to the door and listened quietly for about a minute. He snapped his fingers and said, "It seems that this town is the same, most of the people fled early in the morning." ”

The noise just now didn't alarm anything, Guo Rong listened to it for a while, and there was no movement in the supermarket. If there are zombies hiding inside, they will definitely rush over. Since there is no one, it is very likely that most of the goods are still stored in it, and in this world, I don't expect to find any live chickens and ducks, so it would be good to get something to eat. The main reason is that the coastal areas are densely populated and too exploited, and after this catastrophe, not to mention the wild animals. Even if it's poultry or the like, if you can survive, you don't know where to go.

Since there was no one, the two of them became bolder, Guo Rong fiercely pried open the big black lock and kicked it to the side. The roller shutter door was pulled open, and a deafening sound erupted. When the door was pulled to half a person's height, Zhang Zhao bent down, pulled out the Tang knife, and was on guard.

The black hole in the supermarket is not as before, there are zombies waiting for the opportunity to rush out. On the contrary, there is a warm current coming towards you, which is very comfortable. The two did not enter the supermarket immediately, but according to the old rules, they threw a jar at the door, and after waiting for three or five minutes, there was no other movement, and then they put their hearts at ease.

A flashlight is one of the must-have equipment, and a supermarket that loses power is like a night. The two pushed a shopping cart at the entrance, and with a flashlight in the other, they bypassed the cash register aisle and entered through the unpurchased aisle next to it. Zhang Zhao put the Tang knife in the shopping cart and reached out to get it in case of emergency.

The small shelves around the cash register sell some candy, chewing gum, and even sets, and seeing the goods on them increase the confidence of the two. But as soon as they saw the first row of shelves, the excitement of the two instantly dropped again.

"What a bandit, this ...... Who is so lacking in virtue. "The shelves at the entrance, which used to be shelves for drinks, are now only a handful of bottles of Coke lying on them. The mineral water was all emptied, and those drinks with an expiration date and low practical value were all thrown to the ground without knowing which one was killed.

Many broken bottles of drinks were scattered all over the ground, many of which seemed to have been deliberately vandalized, and the entire floor was pitch black. Even the drinks were made like this, not to mention the other goods inside. People who have no quality, no matter what environment they go to, are not qualified. You don't have to think about it to know that this must be the idea that some guy can't take something with him, and no one else can think of it.

After an exclamation, Guo Rong hurriedly threw off the shopping cart and walked around the back rows of shelves. Everywhere I went, I couldn't help but scold. Potato chips and bread that have been trampled on, instant noodles that have been crumbed, and even wine bottles that have been spilled all over the floor. Almost all of the food areas have been badly damaged, and nothing is intact.

Zhang Zhao was not surprised, presumably this supermarket had already experienced looting in the early days of the virus outbreak. Later, I didn't know who it was, so I simply locked the door, but in the end I couldn't escape the bad luck. Two people, two off-road mountain bikes, couldn't take much with them. In huge supermarkets, most of the food should also be expired, and eating it is harmful to people. If you choose carefully, you may be able to barely load half a car back.

Regardless of Guo Rong's shouting, Zhang Zhao pushed the car to the container selling high-quality goods on the other side of the shopping channel. There are high-end bottles, leather goods, and most importantly, cigarettes.

When the flashlight swept over the container full of cigarettes, Zhang Zhao smiled with satisfaction. Sure enough, when people choose to flee for their lives, not many people will think about these things. He licked his lips and flipped into the counter, opening the cabinet underneath to reveal neat lines of cigarettes. For people who can smoke, whether the price is expensive or not is not the most important thing, the main thing is to meet the taste. Zhang Zhao excitedly threw the most expensive cigarettes on the shopping cart, and some of them were not taken for nothing, of course, he wanted to choose those varieties that he was reluctant to buy before. It wasn't until the cart was full that he stopped, picked a pack from the cabinet, and pulled out a stick.

It wasn't until he finished smoking a cigarette that he staggered out the door with his shopping cart, put the loot on the off-road mountain bike, secured it, and returned to the supermarket.

Guo Rong had been in for more than ten minutes, and he could still be heard shouting before, but after a while, the entire supermarket suddenly quieted down.

"Pot, are you alright? The pot ......" Zhang Zhao took a few steps inside, called a few times in a row, and did not see Guo Rong answer. He instantly became alert, took out his Tang knife and cautiously groped his way to the innermost edge.

As expected, every row of shelves was messed up, no wonder Guo Rong would scold. Looking at the messy passage, coupled with Guo Rong's lack of answer for a while, Zhang Zhao's head was hot, and an ominous premonition arose.

He didn't even dare to breathe too loudly for a while, and the entire supermarket was so quiet that he could almost hear his own heartbeat. Countless speculations flashed through my mind. Guo Rong still knows very well, even if he encounters danger, it is impossible not to even have a chance to call for help. Although I want to think on the bright side, I have to worry, after all, Guo Rong is one of the closest people in the world.

Zhang Zhao walked through the food area, and found nothing unusual except for the destroyed food all over the ground. It wasn't until he entered the department store area and saw a pile of shriveled corpses in the corner that he realized that they had entered a dangerous place inhabited by mutated zombies.

In a corner of the supermarket, there are no less than 20 corpses piled up, and if it weren't for the flashlight shining directly on them, they would be mistaken for a pile of goods. The bodies were all superficially intact, with no stumps or severed arms, and no face after death. But they were all dead, their skin shriveled and white, but not rotting. These corpses are not dried corpses, but rather zombie meat, which still retains a certain freshness.

Piling human corpses together, like storing food for the winter, is such a disgusting masterpiece that will never be something that humans can do, nor will it be the IQ that ordinary zombies should have. Only mutated zombies will appear to have animal instincts, such as storing food in the winter to replenish energy.

Seeing all this, Zhang Zhao felt a chill, and his heart suddenly rose to his throat. In my impression, this is the first time this situation has appeared, that is, there is a high probability that there are mutant zombies here that I have never seen before. He couldn't help but slowly retreat, Guo Rong didn't call for help, thinking that he had encountered the same thing as himself, maybe he had quietly retreated outside the supermarket now.

Just as the thoughts in his mind were reversed, his cold back was hugged and his mouth was tightly covered. He subconsciously tried hard to break free, and Tang Dao also pulled out half of it, but a familiar voice sounded behind him: "Don't speak, it's me." ”

Zhang Zhao lost his strength and was honestly dragged out by Guo Rong. It wasn't until he retreated to the cashier that Guo Rong let go of his hand, his face was pale, and his eyes showed fear.

"! Damn, these people have a big hole in the top of their heads, and their brains are sucked dry,! Guo Rong was obviously frightened and whispered urgently, but he said two times in a row.

"Brains? Sucked dry? It seems that this is beyond the cognition of the two, and they still can't help but wonder in surprise.

This place is a place of right and wrong, even if it is a mutated zombie, it is not unusual for you to eat someone. Suck out the human brain, what does this mean, can you still eat what to supplement?

The communication between the two was only less than ten seconds, and they only stayed in the supermarket for about twenty minutes. In the past twenty minutes, no trace of zombies was found, and they guessed that the mutated zombies hiding here may have gone out to forage for food.

Before they even had time to say that it was not appropriate to stay here, the two of them suddenly stiffened, and their scalps exploded, as if they had been frightened like never before.

A faint voice came from the depths of the supermarket, stiff, slurred, and hoarse. It seems that the person who speaks has something in his mouth and phlegm in his throat. This sound, like a rotten wood buried in the ground for thousands of years, suddenly appeared one day, exuding a strong smell of decay.

"Pot day, pot day, is it good...... Pot day, ho ho, pot day ......"

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