Chapter Ninety-Four: The Crow
Time, as if it stands still.
What is happening in front of us is even more terrible than the end itself. The roar of motorcycles, the brighter lights and shadows outside the windows flickered. Someone shouted and laughed wildly. When people were still trying to resist, the windows were crackling and smashing, some people were holding sticks in their hands, banging on the car with impunity, and some people threw stones into the car. Such an encounter was like being strafed by dozens of people with machine guns, and Zhang Zhao's mind was only filled with noisy sounds, and finally he was almost deaf.
The women in the car screamed, the men roared, and the picture of it all was like a black-and-white movie in slow motion, and they could only rely on their expressions to discern their emotions. Until, a fist-sized stone hit Zhang Zhao's forehead, and the pain hit his whole body in an instant, pulling him back to reality.
I don't know how many people are outside the bus, there is only light and shadow in the dark, and it is obvious that the other party is almost the same as his own side in terms of numbers, or even more. The glass on the car was almost all smashed, and not a single piece was intact. Zhang Zhao held his head and seemed to see Lao Wang and they were shooting out with guns.
"Boss, they have guns!" Someone outside the car screamed, and then someone screamed. It seems that Lao Wang and they have succeeded, and they can still maintain such accuracy in the panic, Zhang Zhao did not expect it, and the attacker did not expect it.
In such a situation, being attacked by other humans, there is only desperate resistance, not to mention, the people who have already killed the other party, if they stop fighting back, there is absolutely no way to live.
After several waves of shooting, the attackers outside the car did not continue to approach the bus, but quickly ran to the periphery. They hid in the service hall of the gas station, so that the gunmen in the car could not play. Guo Rong stretched out his head and glanced at it, and he didn't have time to get his shotgun in a hurry: "There are at least a dozen motorcycles." β
Why did these people attack their own team, could it be that they were the ones who captured Kaifeng?
Fortunately, the other party did not have a hot weapon, although it was menacing, after suffering hardship, he did not take out a firearm to fight back like in the movie, but chose to dodge. They didn't mean to leave, they turned on the headlights and confronted each other quietly. If it weren't for the fact that he was stabbed by the glass just now, and there was a wound on his forehead, Zhang Zhao didn't think that there had been a tragic conflict just now.
"Has anyone been hurt?" Wang Ying lowered his body, he fired two shots just now, but they didn't cause much damage. The bus was in a mess at this time, everyone turned off the lights, and they could only rely on the lights of the attacker's motorcycle to distinguish the situation.
After getting a response, Wang Ying breathed a sigh of relief, if the other party really had a gun just now, after a burst of strafing, most of the people in the car might have been killed or wounded.
"The other party estimates that there are more than 20 people, damn it, they will attack us directly as soon as they come, it seems that they have done this kind of thing." Guo Rong spat and said indignantly.
These people are thugs, Zhang Zhao guesses, these survivors of the doomsday should have lived by robbing passers-by in the past. This place is not remote, and it is one of the main passages to reach Xiangcheng inland. If the information released by the camp in the East China Sea Islands can attract many survivors, then many people will surely fall for it.
"I'll talk about it, and if we can, we'll hand over some of the supplies." Wang Ying said suddenly.
"Do you think it's appropriate? Now that the conflict has started and they have casualties, will they let us go if we stop resisting? Zhang Zhao was actually a little angry in his heart, if it weren't for Wang Ying's too formality, the current situation would not have happened at all.
"There is no way to do this, we can resist, we can escape, but what will they do?" Wang Ying said. The people in the car were already panicking, and some were still whispering, as if they were ready to surrender.
In this team, there are mostly young people in their twenties and thirties, as well as old people and women, thousands of zombies who can face them, but human thugs who can't face them. Maybe everyone has a cowardice hidden in their hearts about something. Including Zhang Zhao is the same, it's just that now is the end of the world, and the world before is completely different. Although he trembled with fear, he knew that the consequences of giving up resistance could be more terrible than death.
Wang Ying has changed, and I don't know when it started. The image in Zhang Zhao's eyes in the past disappeared in an instant, the Wang Ying who was decisive, well-organized, and not afraid of heaven and earth. I don't know when Wang Ying's mind changed. A lot of things are just what he thinks is what he is, in this way, can he really survive in the last days for a long time?
Maybe he hasn't changed all along, but Zhang Zhao knows less. Starting with the camp of thousands of people in the town of Five Rivers, until now, he has enjoyed that glory too much. A person who will live for glory is not suitable to stay in the last days for too long. The closer he got to the camp of the East China Sea Islands, the brighter it became on Wang Ying's face, as if that light of victory. This made Zhang Zhao think that on the way here, Wang Ying occasionally mentioned the kind of words that heroes come out of troubled times and great men come out of the end of the world. Wang Ying is not wrong, that kind of ideal country is not impossible. Then, under such an encounter, in Zhang Zhao's view, survival is crucial.
Zhang Zhao had nothing to say, he didn't want to see Wang Ying's very serious expression at all now. When Wang Ying got out of the car, only Guo Rong set his eyes on him, and Zhang Zhao smiled helplessly: "I now feel that my previous decision was wrong." β
"It's a big deal, no matter what you do, I support you." Guo Rong raised his chin. Don't look at Guo Rong's usual grin, he is not very good at guessing other people's minds, but it doesn't mean that he is a fool. In this world, the parents who deal with Zhang Zhao may be Guo Rong who knows him best.
Wang Ying raised his hands, indicating that he had no weapons in his hands, and after he walked into that aperture, he covered his eyes uncomfortably. The other party surprisingly did not attack, until Wang Ying opened his mouth and shouted: "Who is the leader of you here, I want to talk." β
Because he was facing the light source, he couldn't see the figure at all, and there was only a white patch in his eyes. Not long after, a tall figure walked into his sight, and everyone in the car saw that the clothes on that person's body were not very neat, a bit like a strip of cloth wrapped. After slowly getting used to the vision, it became clear that the clothes on that person's body were really wrapped in a lot of black and gray strips of cloth.
"How do you want to talk?" The man's voice was a little hoarse, with a slight accent from the Central Plains, and his eyes were smeared with black paint, bursting out with a fierce gaze.
"It's definitely a ruthless character." Lu Yang grabbed the seat nervously.
"We give you some supplies, our people will no longer resist, you can no longer attack us, we will leave here immediately." Wang Ying thought about it and expressed it in the simplest way. In his opinion, if the other side is not continuing to attack, there is a possibility of negotiation.
"What do you have?" That's humane.
"We have rice, we have vegetables." Wang Ying said.
The man pondered for a while, and in Wang Ying's full anticipation, he spoke again, but what he said next almost made everyone think that this was a madman.
"Do you have women?"
This person had absolutely bad intentions, and when he asked this sentence, several women in the car shook their bodies, and Li Zhizhi cast a look of help to Zhang Zhao. If Wang Ying handed over a few of them for everyone's safety, what would he do?
"Yes, but we can only hand over supplies." Wang Ying cut the railway. Several people in the car seemed to be relieved after his words, at least, at this time, Wang Ying would not compromise with this condition.
That person didn't expect Wang Ying to answer like this, and looked at him with wide eyes. Judging from the current form, the other side only has some knives and sticks as weapons, while his side has at least a few guns, and he still has a relatively big advantage in firepower. Then, humans are more intelligent than zombies, I don't know how much smarter, even if there are sharpshooters like Donna and Lao Wang, there is no guarantee that they will inflict heavy damage on each other without casualties.
The bus is a form of protection, but it has no advantage in the face of humans. The other party can swim around as much as he wants, and then give you a break when he is relaxed. Therefore, a rush is not the most ideal way.
"Hey, hey, hahaha." The man burst out laughing, and the accomplice behind the light laughed a little mockingly.
Wang Ying clenched the hand hidden under his clothes into a fist, and his nails were about to sink into the flesh. The other party is mercilessly ridiculing, making people confused. Finally, Wang Ying still let go of his hand: "Aren't you short of food?" Is there a problem with my proposal? β
"No, of course we lack food, you know, the dozens of people under my command can only eat two meals a day now." That's humane.
"No, then what are you laughing at?" Wang Ying said slightly annoyed.
"This idiot!" Zhang Zhao scolded in a low voice, and then shouted out the window: "Wang Ying, come back quickly!" β
The man looked at the bus and said, "Are you the leader of this team?" β
Wang Ying nodded, he knew that the other party had bad intentions, but he wanted to fight, if the conflict continued, there would definitely be casualties on both sides.
"Then you would be naΓ―ve." The man said, "Maybe you should listen to your friend and get back to your car, at least ...... You can die together later. β
Wang Ying's pupils contracted, and his eyes widened as he looked at the backlit figure, this negotiation didn't seem to be so simple.
The man didn't care about Wang Ying's expression, but said to himself: "In just a few months, the world has changed...... Maybe many people miss that world, but I think that only the current world is the real paradise. Do you know? I have a nickname called Crow, and including our group, they are all Crows. β
"Crows?" If the crow refers to the clothes on the other person's body, the oil paint on the black face, it is really a bit similar.
The leader, nicknamed Raven, held out two fingers and gestured. From the light source of the motorcycle, a black, round thing flew out. The thing landed not far in front of Wang Ying and rolled to his feet. Wang Ying subconsciously looked down, and at this moment, his heart seemed to have been struck by a thousand catties of sledgehammer, and an acid stream in his abdomen almost rushed to his throat.
Kaifeng, that round thing, turned out to be Kaifeng's head. His eyes were still open, his cheeks and forehead were still covered with undried blood, and a white rag was stuffed in his mouth. No, that's not rags, that's panties.
"Crows, even dead corpses will not be spared, how can they spare the living? Hey, hey, your friend was still struggling before he died, until I cut his head, and the blood spurted out of his throat like a fountain, but one thing was too much, I shouldn't have bothered to make him stuff his panties in his mouth, it would be disgusting. The crow lightly describes the moment of Kaifeng's death.
"You ......" Wang Ying was so frightened that he couldn't say a word more.
The crow teased: "Do you want to scold me for being a brute? Many people have scolded me like this, but I am not angry, because in the end they all died, and their corpses went to feed the animals I raised. β
Raven, a believer in the Grim Reaper of Hell.