Chapter 144: Back to the camp
"Hurry up, don't be sluggish. β
When the gun arrived in someone's hand, he could only be at the mercy of the man behind him, step by step towards the corner where the fire was revealed.
The puppy ran away, but the man got in, and this time it was a big loss.
Skirting the pickup truck, the capped figure was still sitting in front of the fire, a puddle of blood running down from where he was sitting, spilling to his feet.
"In the past. The man behind him pushed hard, and the person fell into the blood before he could stand firmly.
The smell of blood was sticky, and it was like mud on his hands and clothes.
Looking to the side, the man in the hat stared, a blood groove was cut in his throat, a large piece of the round-necked T-shirt on his chest was dyed red, a metal prosthetic leg was installed on his left foot, and the right foot was cut below the thigh, revealing a bright red muscle layer, covering the white broken bone in the center of the circle.
His right leg was on the fire, baked a shiny dark red.
smelled the strong smell of human flesh and blood, and finally couldn't hold back and vomited on the ground.
The two men smiled at each other, snatched the backpack, and fell everything to the ground, squatting and looking through it, "Sweet potato, chicken leg bun, your food is not bad." β
He held up a bag of things and said, "Yo, look what good things I've found." β
"What?" the man snatched over and looked, "Sanitary pads, you." "Throw it back into the arms of his companions.
After a burst of laughter, he held up the tampon and said, "At least it means that she is not a shemale." β
The two sat opposite each other in front of the fire, dividing the human flesh with a knife and eating it in large gulps. One of them cut off his roasted ankle, handed it over, and dangled it in front of his eyes, "Would you like to taste it?"
Not...... I couldn't hold back another bout of vomiting.
"Haha, she can't eat it. He put his ankle in his mouth.
The person on the other side said, "Look at her fine skin and tender meat, it must be very tasty when steamed." β
"It's a bit wasteful. β
They laughed and ate meat, and did not pay any attention to the dead people sitting next to them.
What now? They took the shotguns, and it was impossible to escape.
"I know a place with plenty of food. "Although it is not a deal, it can make them sanitize the idea of killing people in the short term."
The two of them were stunned for a moment and looked this way.
"Say it quickly. β
"I can lead the way, but you have to promise not to kill me. β
The men laughed, "We promise not to eat you." β
They ate the human flesh clean, and only two long leg bones remained. One of them threw the chicken leg bag over, and although his stomach was empty, he couldn't eat in front of a dead body, so he put the chicken leg bag in his pocket.
They winked at each other, stood up, and walked over with the corners of their mouths bent.
"What are you going to do?"
The man squeezed between his teeth and said, "When you are full, of course you have to exercise well." β
Don't be naΓ―ve, it must be that thing.
Curled up, he replied, "Relatives." β
"Who?"
"Auntie. β
"Damn. β
They swore and returned to the fire.
The sky is bright, the foggy county town is full of debris, and the pickup truck slowly drives forward, through the high-rise urban area, to a place surrounded by high walls and barbed wire.
The pickup truck drove into a gate, and a green military truck was parked in the open space, with four cylindrical anti-aircraft missile-missile launch barrels erected at the tail.
"Is this really a barracks?" the little brother looked around, and there was not even a single soldier guarding him.
"After the disaster, the army was reduced in strength, and the remaining people were long ago transferred to the big city, which became an abandoned barracks. "I heard the fat man mention it, and I know that there is this barracks.
The pickup truck stopped in front of a warehouse, and Ye Wen pushed the cart door next to it, "Let's look separately, what weapons can be used." β
In ten minutes, the three of them brought back only machine guns and grenades, which were used against American tanks, which were simply pipe dreams.
The pickup truck walked around the barracks for five minutes and stopped in a compound surrounded by large trees, and in the shade of which there was a row of small bungalows with iron gates closed.
The dwarf pushed the car door open, ran over with a one-meter-long iron tong, cut off the chains on the iron door, and separated the two doors from left to right.
"There you go. He beckoned back.
The pickup truck drove past, the long barrel of the gun coming into view first, followed by tracks with a metallic glow, the hull covered with square-shaped reactive armor, and the pickup made a long squeak and stopped in front of a heavy tank in green camouflage.
Ye Wen stared at its tall turret through the car window, "It's a Type 99 main battle tank, and it depends on it to recapture the camp." β
She is very confident, among the four, she is the only one who has been a soldier, and everyone has no bottom in their hearts. Even if Ye Wen's battle trail is very dragged and he takes three rookies to deal with the well-trained US army, I am afraid he will be sent to death.
She climbed along the bumpy armor of the tank, pulled up the round hatch and jumped into the wheelhouse.
A buzzing sound was heard, and the tail of the tank discharged a hot air stream and slowly drove out of the house.
"It's not in standby and we have a lot of work to do. Ye Wen jumped down from the tank and told the dwarf to find a fuel truck, and the little brother to find the ammunition and medicine store.
Everyone didn't know anything about tanks, but the dwarf filled the fuel tank with gasoline, and no one told him before that this guy burned diesel, and the little brother took off his hand when he carried the shell, and the shell rolled to the dwarf's feet, and the two of them hugged their heads and lay on the ground for a while.
"Kemin is a watchman. Ye Wen began to give everyone a platoon of combat positions, which was surprising, and she counted a person with a leg injury.
"I'm wounded, and I'm going to hold you back. "Participating in such combat operations is undoubtedly sending people their lives.
"We don't have enough people to take care of it right now, we don't have enough manpower, so you have to participate. She explained the job of the sight, which is to sit in the tank and control the instruments on the turret, monitor the outside, aim and shoot the gun, etc., which sounds similar to playing video games.
She will be in charge of driving the tank on the side, while the dwarf will turn it off on the turret.
"What about me?" asked the little brother.
"You're in charge of driving the pickup trucks and drawing them fire. β
He was stunned, "Why me?" Obviously dissatisfied with this dangerous job, he didn't expect an injured man to drive, and his eyes fell on the dwarf.
"Damn, I'm a legend, and I can't die easily. The dwarf looked at him and said.
Ye Wen said to the little brother: "You are just luring the enemy, as long as you do what I say, there will be no danger." β
The pickup truck made its way along the mountain road and gradually approached the camp in the col.
The man next to him was holding a shotgun, and the driver looked left and right, and it was all wasteland, "Chick, is there really a resort you are talking about?"
"Just cross this mountain. β
The pickup truck goes around a rocky hill with a wire wall in the windshield. On the watchtower, an American soldier in a desert camouflage uniform hangs down his binoculars.
"Ray, there's a situation. β
Ray and Nash ran out of the house and heard the sound of an approaching car, "Newton, give them a greeting." β
"Understood. β
He shook the heavy machine gun on the lookout, and the muzzle followed the pickup as it fired.
The windshield of the pickup shattered into small pieces, the driver's head exploded, and plasma splattered inside the driver's car. The pickup truck rolled twice on the ground, and the man next to him hit the window and threw himself out of the car.
The safety of the back seat was tightly tied to the body, the man hung upside down in the car, the roof below was dented, and looking out of the out-of-shape window, the man staggered to his feet and picked up the shotgun-gun on the ground.
Bang, before he could pull the trigger, two bullets pierced his right arm and right shoulder, and the shotgun-gun fell back to the ground, and he gritted his teeth and knelt. Two soldiers with pistols approached, their guns pressed against his head.
"Damn the Yankees. He clutched his bleeding shoulders and glared at the soldier.
"Ray, what to do with him?" the soldier asked his companion.
"Leave no mouth alive. β
With a bang, the man's head burst out of a pillar of blood and fell on his back on the road.
Ray said to him, "Nash, the less people know about this place, the less trouble we will have. β
The soldiers came one after the other, squatted in front of the reversed pickup, and looked down into the car, "The driver is hanging, and the woman is alive." β
"Get her back and have a happy party tonight. β
The soldier retrieved an iron bar and pried open the deformed door.
Back at the camp, where there was one more tank and three American soldiers, Keming was still nowhere to be found.
Nash locked the woman in the room, turned and walked over to Ray, took a cigarette, and the two sat on the sofa in the living room smoking, the light of the slanting sun shining through the window on Ray's face.
"I think of California. β
Nash smiled and choked on the cigarette in his mouth, "The bikini girls there are indeed charming." β
"And cold beer. Ray's eyes sank, "If it weren't for this disaster, I would have been lying on a beach chair under the coconut tree right now." β
"The U.S. military's plan to go out was not successful, and many teams clamored to return to the United States, so we are good, there are fish and vegetables here, at least you don't have to go hungry. β
"Hah, I'm just whining. Leon got up, spitting smoke into the ceiling.
Nash smiled, "It's especially easy to get cranky when you fill your stomach, and the United States is different now, and California is not only sunny and beachy, but also full of bones. When the disaster strikes, tourists on the beach are enjoying the warm sun one second, and the next moment the sun disappears overhead, and those who have not had time to escape are frozen to death on the beach. Even those who stayed indoors to escape the catastrophe starved to death because they could not find food. β
Lei sighed, "The ice disaster has taken one-third of the world's population, and the rest of the people will gradually die in the famine, even if they live for two years, they can't avoid the final end of the world." β
Nash pressed the cigarette butt against the glass jar and twisted it twice, the bright spot fading, "Yes, we are people with no future. β
Ray fell silent, only his nostrils puffing out a ball of smoke repeatedly.
Turning around the hillside in front of you is the camp, can this broken pickup truck get out of the way?
The little brother moved the steering wheel, dodged the potholes on the road, turned halfway up the mountain, the camp appeared in front of the windshield, a reversed pickup truck on the side of the road caught his attention, the driver hung upside down in the car, his head through a large hole, and next to the pickup lay a wide-eyed man.
This is a lesson from the past! I must have been crazy at the time, and I actually agreed to be a bait.