Kevin slowed down and noticed the oncoming car, and when they got closer, the cars on both sides stopped.

Some jumped out of the truck, guns in hand, and shot tactical flashlights at Kevin's truck. For a moment, the light of the flashlight pierced the eyes of the people in the cab.

"It's Kevin, put the guns down, brothers." Jason saw the people sitting in the truck across from him, then waved at the soldiers beside him, and the two men ran after him.

"Major!" Kevin and Mason stepped out of the car, looking at the figures with surprise on their faces.

"What about the others?" Jason looked into the cab.

"Major, we're here," a voice came from the back of the car, and Sigourney helped Jennifer to the back of the car, and the two soldiers behind Jason ran over and helped them out of the car.

"Where are Robert and Jeremy?" Not seeing the figure of his subordinates, Jason suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

".....They were ambushed at the Flamingo Visitor Center," Kevin said sadly, "and only a few of us survived." ”

"Major, the men who attacked us had just been in their trucks not long ago," Sigourney said, "and they were heading towards the visitor center, where their lair was. ”

"Sure enough," Jason finally identified the other party.

"Mr. First Officer, you did a great job of bringing not only your colleagues back, but also our truck." Jason patted Kevin on the shoulder and applauded his behavior, "Now I'm going to take my brothers to these bastards, and you take them all the way back to the lookout, where Sergeant Stephen stays." ”

Hearing that the lookout was still under the control of his own people, Kevin and the three female companions were relieved.

"Major, do you need one or two people from my side to accompany you to the visitor center?" Kevin said, "We should know a little bit more about the situation over there. ”

"Well, that's the best," Jason nodded, "Ms. Jennifer's condition seems to be improving, have you found a hospital?" ”

"Found it, Major," Sigourney held up the backpack she was carrying, "and we've brought back some medicine and infusion equipment. ”

"Very well," Jason finally felt a little better after hearing the news, "you make sure that Ms. Jennifer is safe first, and you must get her back to the lookout safely." ”

"No problem, Major." Kevin turned his head to Mason and said, "Mason, you can work hard and accompany the major and them to the tourist camp again." ”

"I'd love to, with the major here, I'm not afraid of anything," Mason glanced at Jason secretly, the man's resolute face making her feel safe.

"Let's act," Jason commanded the soldiers.

"Have a nice trip, wait for us at the lookout," Mason waved to Sigourney and the others, and then followed Jason's car. Trucks whizzed and staggered by, four to the south and one to the north.

"Miss Mason, please tell us about the situation there, if it's convenient." Jason looked at Mason, who was sitting next to him, a little curious about their experience at the visitor center, but of course he was more concerned about the information of those who attacked the lookout camp.

"There were very few of them, only four. The fat man named Derek was the one who took the lead, and the other three were all his men, a strong man, a bald black man, and a thin man. Mason gathered his thoughts as he spoke out the information that came to mind.

"These people seemed to be security guards at the visitor center before," Mason said after a moment's thought.

"Less than an hour ago, a large number of zombies attacked the lookout," Jason's words made Mason stunned, "Those zombies must have been transported by these bastard security guards in these trucks, they attacked our camp, and killed many of our brothers, and many people on the lookout also died in the chaos." ”

"Oh my God!" Mason exclaimed, covering her mouth in disbelief.

"I don't know exactly what the damage will be at the moment, maybe I'll have to wait until I go back to know which familiar faces have been lost in the team." Jason's expression was a little gloomy, and the cool breeze of the night kept blowing in through the car window, blowing away his anger before setting off along the way.

"We were thinking too simply, just trying to get away from the town and avoid the zombies, but ignoring the evil that lurks in this troubled world," Jason shook his head, as if trying to put his frustration behind him, "My brothers, did they die painfully?" ”

"Robert and Jeremy?" Mason asked.

"Well, Kevin said they died in the sneak attack," Jason nodded at Mason.

"Sigourney and I stayed in the truck with Ms. Jennifer when we were attacked, and Mr. Kevin got out of the car with your soldiers to find the hospital," Mason recalled, "That's when Mr. Kevin's they were attacked. By the time we saw him again, we had been caught in the lobby of the visitor center. ”

"Do you know where the body is?" Jason asked.

"On a bridge," Mason gestured with his hand, "the bridge connects the two shores of the Visitor Center Pier, and the hospital is behind the dense forest on the other side of the bridge." ”

"Didn't you run into anyone else when you escaped? Including in the hospital, do you have any special findings? Jason continued.

"I didn't touch anyone else, not even a zombie," Mason said, shaking his head, "except for a few signs of destruction in the hospital, the rest of the hospital is fine." They grabbed us, tied us up and locked us up in a room inside the lobby of the visitor center, and then their people were gone. Later, Sigourney helped me bite the rope off my hand, and we were able to escape. ”

"It would be strange if there weren't a single zombie in the visitor center," Jason wondered, he thought it was strange that Mason hadn't touched the zombies, because the zombies there had been transported to the lookout by Derek and them. What puzzled Jason was how these people had put so many zombies in the trucks.

"Looks like we'll have to wait there to solve this mystery," Jason suppressed the doubts in his mind, and he looked out the car window to see a lake not far from the road moving behind him. The sound of the truck driving by startled the waterfowl, which had just calmed down, and they landed on the surface of the lake, and some of them began to swim towards the center of the lake.

There was a splash on the surface of the lake, and a wild duck that was in this position disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the other wild ducks nearby fled in panic. A pair of eyes crept out on the surface of the lake, and then a dead wood-like body floated up, writhing on the surface of the lake, swimming into the depths.

Every day on the surface of the lake, there are episodes of life and death, these lives are ordinary and ordinary, they are too small to attract people's attention. When the ripples on the lake faded, the night in the Everglades was quiet again.

The three military trucks that Derek had snatched from the lookout were parked on the docks at the visitor center, nervously directing his men to carry the supplies to the yacht next to the docks.

The yacht's hull is still mottled with blood, the marks of a fight are obvious, and the bullet holes on the edge of the boat seem to indicate the fate of the owner. Its original owners, the family from Havana, the capital of Guroba, had sunk their bodies to the bottom.

"Derek, I really don't understand," Marthew grumbled to his cousin, "are you going to take us on vacation after all the hard work we've worked so hard to grab and run back, and you want us all to move to the yacht?" ”

"Shut up, you idiot, just do as I say," Derek scolded, feeling worse when he met the escaped men on the way back. These people have fled, and they will definitely bring the information here to those professional soldiers, and those soldiers will definitely come back here to get their supplies back.

"Maybe they're already on their way by this time," Derek muttered, as he anxiously walked up and down the docks. The other three people didn't carry it quickly, and Derek couldn't stand it, so he had to do it himself.

"Matthew, tell me how they got out!" Derek tried to move a box of ammunition, but after several unsuccessful attempts, he couldn't help but feel a wave of anger rushing to his head, "Didn't I tell you to tie them up a little stronger?" ”

"I did as you say, Derek, God knows how they got away," Matthew spread his hands, indicating that he didn't carry the pot.

"You know what, if they flee back, our information will be exposed," Derek yelled, "you idiots, wait for the revenge of those soldiers." ”

"Head, it's not that serious," Matthew wiped the sweat from his head, and although he was cautious about Derek, it didn't show it on his face.

Bob carried box after box of things, and he only occasionally looked up at the quarrels of his companions.

"We left the truck at the visitor center at the lookout, and they'll find it sooner or later," Matthew still had a look on his face that wasn't at fault with me, "It's a big deal that we'll continue to ambush and wait for them." ”

"You still don't understand what I mean, and you don't know the impact of losing these people on us." Derek's face flushed with anger, and the fat director yelled a little loudly, and the discomfort in his throat made him cough violently a few times. "These people are in our hands, we don't need to be afraid of these professional soldiers, now that the hostages have escaped, what are we using as bargaining chips to confront those professional soldiers?"

"You hurry up and move everything to the ship, we'll stay here until dawn, and if they do come, we'll retreat for the time being." Derek said to the other three people, "Stay in the green mountains and don't be afraid of running out of firewood." ”