Looking at the shallow and gurgling river in front of them, the mood of the four people also changed from the gloom at the beginning to a little calmer, and a clear river in front of them flowed quietly, as if it had not been invaded by the virus.

"Is this water drinkable?" Louis pursed his lips, cracked from dryness.

"It should be, you see there are still fish swimming in the river." Francis replied.

Louis leaned down and put the kettle, which had long been empty, into the clear water, and when it was filled, Louis gulped down the water, and then lay down on the green grass contentedly.

Everyone was lying on the grass enjoying the rare good weather and rare beauty.

At this time, a deep man's voice came: "We should go, if we don't leave, I don't know what we will encounter later." Bill looked around with his gun, and the soldier's instinct told him that this was not a place to stay long.

"What's that?" Francis looked at a point at the foot of a mountain in the distance.

Bill looked where he was pointing, and saw what seemed to be something at the foot of the mountain in the distance. He took out his military binoculars and looked at his target.

"A town!" Bill said with a little excitement.

"There's definitely the supplies we need." Louis jumped to his feet.

"But that also means there's a lot of infected people waiting for you." Bill's words seemed to shatter everyone's hopes just now. "But the town is small, and I don't see anyone moving, so I guess there are very few infected people, or all of them have been transferred."

"Shall we go over then?" Zoe asked.

Bill took a cigarette and lit it, taking a deep inhale, the strong smell of tobacco hitting back and forth in his lungs and exhaling into his mouth.

"Of course you have to go over, and you don't know what is going on without going there." Bill said lightly.

"Going on an adventure again? Haha, I always feel like I've missed them a little bit since I had some intimate contact with those things these days. Francis seemed thrilled as he held his shotgun.

Everyone looked at Francis as if they were aliens, but they were all used to it.

"Ignore this madman, he's always like this and we're not going to take risks, we're just going to find what we need and see if there's a survivor, after all, one more person has more strength." Bill said, looking at the others.

Survivor? Are there really survivors? Bill thought to himself. It's been almost three weeks since the outbreak of the virus, because most of the people have become crazy infected, and even if some people can survive the first wave of the virus, can they escape hunger and fear? It's not sensational that there are a lot of people who have gone insane and gone crazy in the process of hiding from the intested. In this world of fear and hunger, only the strongest and bravest can survive, and the world is full of chaos, can the survivors really survive?

Bill shook his head, he didn't want to think about these questions, because weren't they survivors themselves? The fact that they have survived to this day also means that there are people who have survived to this day.

Four people walked slowly on the country road. Because the path has not been tidied and cleaned for a long time, the fiery red maple leaves on both sides fall on this path. A layer of red maple leaves flutters on the road like human blood, which also has a different kind of beauty.

When they got to the entrance of town, they looked up at a sign above their heads, which read: Welcome to Hall.

"Let's go inside." Bill led the group into this empty and silent unknown world......

Walking in the town in late autumn, the sun is always so beating and splashing unscrupulously on the group. But it's not that harsh, and it feels a little cold. The sun shone obliquely on the lifeless land.

Walking in the quiet town, an inexplicable fear hit the defenseless hearts of the four people. Fallen leaves were piled up on the street, and a few cars were scattered around. Everything seems so depressed.

"Why do you think there is no one?" Zuo Yi said nervously as he held the loaded twin guns.

"There are two explanations." Francis said. "First, they may all have been transferred." Francis sold a pass, "The second kind." They're all infected, and they're hiding in some dark corner watching their food. ”

Louis, who was on the side of this, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and the hand holding the Woods submachine gun also trembled. "I just hope it's the first one." Louis said.

"Haha, look at you're scared." Francis looked at Louis, who was frightened, and said, "If there were infected people, there wouldn't be many of them, you look at the streets so clean." ”

Indeed, there was no great chaos on the empty road, except for fallen leaves. Only in the distance are a few native birds that don't have to fly south for the winter.

Although the voice of the group was not loud, it was infinitely amplified and amplified in the empty town.

"Be quiet, let's get supplies." Bill, who had been silent on the sidelines, finally spoke.

So the four of them slowly searched for something in the town.

"Look there!" Louis said excitedly, pointing to a small shop.

It was a small storefront, like a family's own shop, a small two-story house. It seems unusually ordinary, but his shop is very attractive to these four people. Because the name of this small shop is "Steele Gun Shop." ”

"There's a place to restock ammunition." Louis jumped up with excitement.

Due to the fact that the ammunition brought by the group in the past few days of fighting has been consumed, it will become extremely difficult to not replenish them.

"Let's go, hurry up. Be vigilant. Bill urged the slow-moving Francis.

The entrance to the storefront is a small door. The door was open, and they opened it carefully, when suddenly there was an unusually piercing "ding-ding" sound on the door, which penetrated the eardrums of the group. The nervous people instantly raised their hands to the source of the sound. When I looked closely, it turned out to be a bell attached to the door to remind the owner that a customer was coming.

There was a false alarm, but thin beads of sweat were rolling on their foreheads.

Walk into the storefront. Looking at the environment, the store is very tidy, but the merchandise cabinets are covered with a thin layer of dust. It seems that no one has been here for a long time.

The four of them looked at the dazzling array of guns in the cabinet, and a joy that had not been seen in a long time finally jumped on their cheeks. They quietly picked out their favorite weapons in the cabinet.

"This kind of thing that doesn't require money just feels different when you pick it up." Francis said, holding a brand new shotgun.

"Be careful, wait for the shopkeeper to come and call the police." Louis smiled and looked at Francis, who was smirking on the side.

"Hehe, if he comes back, I'll shoot this one." As he spoke, Francis pointed his brand-new shotgun at the side, mimicking the sound of a gun being fired in his voice. "Bang." Francis smiled and looked at the gun he loved in his hand.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the place where Francis had been pointed.

"Yikes! Yikes! Yikes! Yikes! Yikes! A frenzied sound came from the dark corners there. An infected person covered in blood, pale skin, and tattered rags rushed from the darkness, pointing at the four dumbfounded.

It came so suddenly, they were unprepared, neither mentally nor with their guns. Stupidly stared at the infected and rushed over.

Finally Bill was the first to wake up from this sudden incident. Holding the M16 assault rifle in his hand, he decisively fired a shot at the infected who were rushing towards him.

"Smack!" A bullet hit the infected in the forehead, and the infected stopped as if the power had suddenly failed, but due to inertia, he ran a few steps and knocked down Louis, who was watching stupidly.

"Oh~S--H--I--T." Louis hurriedly pushed away the infected who had fallen on top of him, and he looked up at Bill. From the muzzle of the M16 in Bill's hand, a faint wisp of gunpowder smoke came out of the muzzle.

"Can you hurry up next time, you stained me again." Louis said, looking at Bill.

"Be content, if it weren't for Bill you'd have been killed by the infected." Zoe smiled and said to Louis, "It was Bill who saved your life." ”

Louis, who looked gloomy, stood up and patted the dust off his body with a look of disdain.

Suddenly, a frantic roar rang out from all over the shop, and it was getting closer and closer.

"Oh! What's going on here? Louis heard the shouts a little oozing.

"It must have been caused by the gunfire just now." Bill said calmly. "Hurry up, it's not safe here."

The group quickly grabbed the ammunition they had just collected and quickly left the shop.

"Go there!" Bill said, pointing to a haberdashery in front of him.

The group didn't think about whether there was any danger there, and ran into the haberdashery without hesitation, and the real danger was behind them...... (To be continued.) )