"Matthew, what are these three guys coming from?" The bald black man in sunglasses asked a strong man next to him.

"Killing people has to care about the other party." The black strong man pursed his lips with a look of disdain on his face, "I said Bob, aren't you tired wearing sunglasses all day?" ”

"It's a little, but the old man I met here last time said that I had peach blossoms in my eyes, and told me to wear a pair of sunglasses so that I could cover up my affair," Bob rubbed the corners of his eyes with his hand, and although his eyes were sometimes a little uncomfortable, he was reluctant to take off his sunglasses.

"you," said the thin man next to him, the white man who seemed to look down on Bob, "the old man's words are unreliable at first glance, and he told me that he smoked and drank and burned his head." ”

"Besides, Bob, you don't want to think about it, you've lived for more than thirty years, and all the encounters you encounter are in your dreams." The thin white man laughed and continued to tease.

"Ian, don't talk about boring topics anymore," a voice came from behind him, "take the guys, and we're going to entertain these guests." ”

"Well, Derek, even though you've been the head of security here," said the thin man named Ian, intentionally or not, "what makes you still feel like you're still in charge of this visitor center?" ”

Ian's words made the somewhat fat white man turn his head, his face without a beard, but there was a gleam in his eyes. He stared at Ian like this, his sensual face making others feel no trace of comical existence.

"Alright, alright," Ian was a little furious at Derek's staring, he knew that this fat man was not as easy to get along with as he seemed on the surface, on the contrary, he was still a ruthless character. Ian's words were just an outlet for the boredom of being here these days, and he didn't really want to provoke Derek.

"If we hadn't worked together for so many years," Derek said, word for word, "you'd probably be in the truck bed in the parking lot by now." ”

Derek's words sent shivers down the spine of Ian, and the few people in the room didn't say much, they grabbed their guns from the table and walked out after the fat director.

A few large trees stand next to a large square pond, and here is a small pier with some kayaks and small passenger boats docked on the pier. This is the starting point for the visitor center to take a waterway to enjoy the river scenery of the marshland, and from here you can enjoy most of the water-rippled scenery in the marsh by boat.

The large trees between the pool and the road blocked Kevin's view, and when they walked around behind the trees, they saw the buildings in front of them, and a map was erected on the side of the road not far away, Kevin walked over and looked at it carefully.

"The hospital is here," Kevin said to Robert and Jeremy, pointing to a marker on the map, "and it looks like we'll have to cross this pier." ”

"What are these houses for?" Robert pointed to the buildings in front of him and asked, "I still think it's a little strange here, brothers." ”

"Well, you soldiers are naturally suspicious," Kevin found the location of the hospital, thinking only about going there to find infusion equipment and medicines as soon as possible.

"Dude, I feel the same way as you," Jeremy ignored Kevin's complaints, and as a soldier, he also sensed the anomaly around him.

"Mr. First Officer," Jeremy patted Kevin's shoulder as he walked ahead, "Don't you sense something is wrong here?" ”

"What's not normal?" Kevin turned around and asked, as the three of them were walking along the road on the other side of the dock in the direction of the hospital, which was also part of the dock, and a yacht was moored next to it. It's the gateway to the Gulf of Mexico and the Florida Keys, and it's a popular place for visitors to board a boat if they're looking to see the sea.

"There's not a single zombie in sight," Jeremy said, looking around again, "Look here, it's a little frighteningly quiet." ”

"I don't want to run into those monsters everywhere I go." Kevin said, "If there really aren't any zombies here, then when we go back, we can persuade Jason to bring the others here." “

The pier is divided by a long bridge in front of you, and on one side is the starting point for excursions to the river and the other is the starting point for enjoying the sea scenery. The road at the other end of the bridge winds into the dense forest, and after crossing the bridge in the direction indicated on the map, follow the road until you reach the logistics base of the visitor center, where the hospital is located.

"That's supposed to be the visitor center building," Robert said, gesturing to a building a few dozen meters away, "Shall we go over and check it out?" ”

"There's no time to delay," Kevin said impatiently, "Jennifer and Mason are still in the car waiting for treatment." ”

Robert shrugged his shoulders and gave Jeremy a helpless look.

The three of them came to the bridge, the bridge in front of them is about 20 meters long, it crosses here to cut off the river under the bridge into the sea, the color of the river on both sides of the bridge is different, and the boats moored on both sides are also different.

As they walked on the bridge, there was green vegetation in front of them, and a path turned a corner in the dense forest ahead and then disappeared.

Robert and Jeremy held the gun in their hands, and after the view in front was obscured, they protected Kevin in the middle one after the other to prevent anything from happening.

"You're too nervous," Kevin was a little unimpressed by the two soldiers' approach, and he felt that being caught in the middle of them had slowed down the three-person team a lot, which made him a little unbearable.

"There's nothing around, what can happen......" Kevin pointed around with his finger, and before he could finish the words in his mouth, suddenly a gunshot made him stunned.

A blood hole suddenly appeared in the chest of the black strong guy next to him, and he looked at Kevin and Jeremy with surprise on his face, blood flowed out of his fingers and began to bubble out.

The moment Robert fell, several more gunshots rang out, and Jeremy also fell to the ground in the gunshot, and a puff of dust was raised on the bridge deck, and several bullets grazed the edge of the bridge deck into the water, and splashes came out on the water.

Robert fell to the ground, his eyes wide with pain, his clothes red with blood, bullets hitting his lungs, and a violent cough that caused some foaming blood to spat out of his mouth.

Robert felt his breathing begin to become difficult, the sharp pain in his chest made him almost faint, each breath would make the position of his lungs as uncomfortable as a knife, blood kept gushing up his throat, and the air he exhaled from his body came to his mouth with the foam, and his mouth was full of fishy sweet taste.

Kevin was already lying on the ground with his head in his hands, and he only raised his head slightly after the gunshot, and he didn't see anyone in his sight except for his two injured and fallen companions.

Jeremy's condition was slightly better than Robert's, he was shot in the thigh and abdomen, and the wound on the thigh should have avoided the arteries in the leg, which did not bleed much, but the condition of the wound in the abdomen was not very clear.

Jeremy looks at Robert and Kevin, and he sees that the black guy is in a bad situation, so he struggles to crawl over.

"Kevin," Jeremy shouted through gritted teeth, his wound ripped at the wound with every stroke he crawled, the pain causing cold sweat to break out on his forehead, "help Robert stop the bleeding." ”

"God, someone shot at us," Kevin shouted hysterically as he lay on the ground, "I wouldn't dare act rashly." ”

"Robert is going to die," Jeremy said anxiously, looking at the blood-stained robe, as he sped up his movements, but his body was pulled by the wound, and every time he moved, he had to pay a very big price.

Robert held out a hand to Jeremy, which was already red with blood, and some blood came out of the place where it had been holding the wound it had just caught, along with coughing. Robert was no longer able to make a sound, and his open mouth could only spit foaming foam.

Robert felt like he was about to suffocate, the suffocation that only drowning made him uncomfortable, and he even wanted the pain in his lungs to be more intense than to be surrounded by this suffocation. In order to get more air, his body instinctively increased his breathing, but less and less air could enter his lungs, which had already been pierced by a bullet hole.

"Kevin!" Jeremy shouted, "For God's sake, go help Robert." ”

Kevin was prostrate on the ground, and Jeremy's words forced him to crawl towards Robert. Robert's outstretched hand grabbed Kevin's clothes, and he tugged at the corners of his clothes, and the foam kept overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

Kevin was terrified by Robert's appearance, and what scared him even more was the gunman around him who didn't know where to lurk. He tried to press his hand against the wound on Robert's chest, and as soon as his hand touched the wound, Robert let out a violent cough and a stream of foam came out, leaving a reddish spot on Kevin's clothes.

Jeremy crawled over as well, and behind him were two striking blood marks. Ignoring the pain from his wound, Jeremy crawled up to Robert's side and pressed against the wound in Robert's lung with Kevin.

When the arm was forced, blood began to bubble out of the wound on Jeremy's abdomen, and at this moment his face was covered with cold sweat, and the companion in front of him was about to die, but Jeremy still didn't want to give up.

"Damn," Jeremy heard the "hiss~hiss" of air coming in and out of Robert's lungs with his breath, "this has to go to the operating table right away to survive, and God, if there is a needle with an air valve I can help him hold on for a while." ”

"What are we going to do?" Kevin asked, looking apprehensive.

"How are you, are you hurt?" Jeremy asked as he looked at Kevin, and found no obvious wounds on him.

"Me?" Kevin was stunned for a moment, he touched his body and found that he didn't seem to have been hit by the bullet just now.

"The bullet didn't hit me," the panic and nervousness on Kevin's face eased slightly.

"Mr. Co-Pilot," Jeremy handed him the gun around his neck, "you must get back to the Paheiochi lookout and tell Jason what happened here." ”