"Jason, I envy you," said Tom, who was happy about Jason's upcoming wedding, driving a Gurkha F5 through the city streets.

The Gurkha F5 is a muscular armored bulletproof car with rugged lines and a barbed wire cover embedded in every piece of glass. The chassis is based on the Ford Pickup F-550 architecture with bulletproof armor, and the power is powered by a 6.7-liter V19 engine with a turbocharged system that produces 400 HP.

In the car sat a team of six people, who were carrying out daily patrols around the perimeter of the Institute.

A wandering zombie suddenly appeared in the direction of the front of the car, and it staggered towards the armored bulletproof car. Tom didn't blink an eye before he slammed into it, and the zombie's body instantly disintegrated into several pieces under the huge impact, and the fragments of the body were scattered on the side of the road, and the front of the car was stained with a lot of black blood.

"I'm going to wash the car again," Jason rubbed his forehead, a little speechless about his team's behavior, but he didn't plan to stop Tom's habit, because after staying at the base for a long time, he knew that his team members also needed some channels to vent their pent-up emotions.

"Head, tell you guys, why are you suddenly planning to end your single life?" Tracy sat in the middle by the right door and asked Jason with interest.

"When people arrive in a stable environment, they suddenly have a different feeling, Hill is a good girl, and I should cherish it." Jason's eyes stayed in front of the front of the car, but the thoughts in his heart were brought to Hill by everyone's curious questions, he thought that when he proposed, the girl was not afraid of the possibility of her mutation, but desperately pounced on herself, that kind of worry and sadness, so that he couldn't play for a while.

"If Yufeng were here at this moment, I would definitely propose to her like Tou," Bobby still thinks about the little Chinese girlfriend he met before the disaster, and the girl who came to the United States to do nail work has always been unforgettable.

"There are a lot of girls in the base, don't worry about those girls whose lives are unknown," Zach pouted, "I'm going to find one here in Houston, which one do you think is suitable?" ”

"What do you think, Kim, she and our crush on Hill are good sisters," Tom gave him an idea.

"Your suggestion seems good," Zach thought for a moment, and felt that this girl was indeed a good fit for him.

"Hey, man, Kim is my thing," Jaden saw that Zach was thinking about Kim, and quickly interrupted his thoughts, "If you want to pursue her, you have to pass me first." ”

"Wow, Jaden, you've been silent and alone for so long," everyone laughed, "I think you two can compete." ”

The atmosphere in the car became joyful again, and Jason smiled and began to think about the preparations for the wedding next.

The car circled around the outer defense line of the Houston Research Institute, and everyone would get out of the car in time to clean them up for the zombies that appeared near the defense line, this area is the safest place in the entire Houston City at the moment, so there are still some scattered survivor camps around.

These survivors would unconsciously move closer to the Institute, but the Institute was not in a position to accept them. After all, as an important scientific research institution of the country, its role is not a refuge, and once the survivors are allowed to flood into it, it will inevitably affect the work of the institute.

Today's research institutes are the lifeblood of a country's future development, just like the arms race that began between the two superpowers during the Cold War.

The zombie virus is a sword hanging over the heads of all countries, and everyone wants to take it down and destroy it as soon as possible. The first country to stand up and address the threat of the virus will undoubtedly become the hope of the world and the new leader of this world.

The survivors living around the institute are kept out of the institute, and only a handful of them are lucky enough to enter the institute with their special skills. These people are highly capable in their fields of expertise, and their abilities are also in line with the needs of the Institute.

The other survivors weren't so lucky, and their mediocrity meant they had to survive in the surrounding area, and while there were times when they could get some help from patrols from the Institute, most of the time they had to rely on themselves.

Fortunately, guns are not banned in the United States, so the living conditions of the survivors are slightly better than those of people in other countries.

A few days ago, a small team of survivors, who didn't know whether they were dazed or what, set up an ambush on the way out of the patrol in a vain attempt to attack the team that came out of the research institute. Their plan did not succeed, but they soon died at the hands of professional soldiers who crushed them in terms of equipment and combat effectiveness.

The patrol also suffered a small loss at first, so now the vehicles that go out are not only well armoured, but also have bulletproof glass. Jason became less trusting of the survivors of the outside world, and would not stop when he occasionally encountered them, and unless the situation was truly dangerous for the survivors, the patrol would simply pass by.

"Brothers, let's run farther away today and go somewhere." Jason suddenly said, "There's a store in Houston called Norma's National Dream - Deer Park, you know where it is, right?" ”

"Head, what are you doing there?" Tom, who was the driver, nodded.

"Thompson's hometown is in Texas, and he said that store has the most distinctive jewelry and accessories in all of Houston, and if you propose, how can you get a ring without it, right?" Jason smiled, "I'll have to help this kid bring a ring back as well, in return for him telling me the news." ”

"Cowboy is planning to get married, too?" The team members in the car were a little surprised, "Is it the girl from Dr. Mario's department?" ”

"Selena? Turns out she's been taken by cowboys, haha," Tom lamented, "so the pretty girls have been preempted by these positive guys." ”

"They were in love when they were in the Everglades," Jason recalls a few months ago during the transfer, as if it had happened yesterday.

"Many of our brothers are buried there, according to tradition, we need to recover their bodies, but unfortunately in this situation, we can only be wronged to stay there for a while longer, and their bodies are destined to be covered with the national flag." Jason's words made everyone else miss the dead companion a little, and he noticed that everyone's mood was a little dull because of his words, so he changed the subject and said, "When you get to the Norma shop, take your favorite ring, and when you meet a girl you like in the future, don't be stingy to express your feelings, you must know that there are only food and beauty in this world." ”

The Deer Park, a store that stretches from the Houston Institute to Norma's National Dream, is almost halfway across the city, which would not have been difficult before the disaster, but after the disaster, it would have been a step up to the skies for the average person. However, Jason and the others are not worried, because except for the car they are riding in is a steel monster like the Gurkha F5, the six people in their car are all professional soldiers who have been trained under high-intensity training, including Jason, almost all of them have the experience of being sent abroad to carry out military operations during their service.

The city of Houston is now a barren state, with weeds growing on the city's highways and overpasses, rotting and rain-washed bones lining the streets, and most of the nearby stores in shambles.

It didn't take long for the car to leave the safe radiation zone of the institute, and beyond that, patrols would hardly be there. Because Jason was preparing for the wedding, he took advantage of his position to take his team members to the jewelry store at the other end of the city during this operation.

They weave cautiously through the streets of the city, cars around roads that have been blocked by the disaster, and keep approaching their destinations.

The road conditions of all the streets in the city have been shown in front of everyone through satellite photos, and Jason and others have even marked the impassable areas in detail, and these marks and satellite photos have been imprinted in everyone's minds.

Tom is a skilled driver, and they won't provoke the zombies that appear along the way, and only when they get in the way of the road, the steel monster Gurkha F5 will pounce on them, crushing the zombies into a puddle of flesh on the ground.

"Gunshots?" As the car drove through the square blocks, Jason's back suddenly stood upright against his seat, he quickly pressed the window, and pricked up his ears to pick up nearby sounds.

Then two more gunshots rang out, and Jason could faintly hear someone shouting.

"Let's take a look," Jason commanded Tom.

They had encountered some survivors in the past when they were out on patrol and on missions, but they were generally uneventful. Jason would always decline requests from those who wished to return to the institute with them, and direct them to Dallas in the north, where the nearest human refuge to Houston was located, and the institute was not equipped to take care of the lives of the survivors.

The few survivors of the outlaws who had tried to attack the patrol convoy outside the institute had been met with fierce fire from the regular army, and Jason would not show mercy to those who dared to shoot at his own team.

Of course, when they go out, they will not be completely ignorant of the survivors they encounter, usually when they encounter danger just now, Jason and his people will usually lend a hand, and the lucky guys may also get some supplies from Jason after being rescued.