Chapter Ninety-Three: Doomed to Disappointment

Zheng Yifan, who was holding two guns and had a leisurely foot, slowly entered the supermarket, the glass window was completely broken, and there was no possibility that he would stick here, but the roller shutter door above was obviously still available.

Zheng Yifan was the last to come in, and the roller shutter door above had been torn off vigorously, leaving only half of the body of a person to enter, and the roller shutter door on the window next to it had all been pulled down.

These things won't be a good defense against zombies, but they'll give them enough time to search for supplies before they can escape.

It only takes a few minutes, and they will take all the supplies that should be taken, and each of the backpacks on their bodies is a 100L oversized backpack, and they are holding weapons in their hands, and they must not carry anything.

In order to fight, it is necessary to give up some supplies, which can be picked up next time, but must not be taken all at once.

Zheng Yifan smiled and watched them search for supplies, but he had already gently closed the roller shutter door.

"Bang bang!" The continuous sound of smashing the room kept noisy Zheng Yifan and them, but no one paid attention, only Zheng Yifan listened quietly, he didn't want those tough zombies to arrive, disturbing his time to continue to greet them.

However, obviously these people are not in the mood at all, they are all busy, busy for their own supplies, there are too many things that can be taken↙ away in this room, but they often choose the kind of small size, high energy, and can be eaten for a long time, such as canned candy, chocolate, completely unwrapping paper. Pour it directly into the backpack and stuff the rice slowly. This is followed by white flour and other foods. These are the things that are the hungriest of all.

Zheng Yifan watched silently!

"Brother, you should bring some with you. You don't have a backpack, but don't waste so many goodies! Among several people, a guy who was obviously in the lead said to Zheng Yifan.

"It's okay, I'm not short of supplies right now, I just want to go to a safe place with you to rest for a while." Zheng Yifan said coldly.

These people didn't have any other expressions at all, just nodded silently, and then continued to pack their supplies.

They don't care if Zheng Yifan really just wants to take a break, and they can't defeat it if they fight, so it's better to be a little self-aware. Gather your own supplies and take this guy back.

At least they saved themselves, didn't they?

As for other people's private work, they don't want to care, they can't care about it, even if the killing god in front of them kills all the survivors, it doesn't matter, after all, they are not ready to live when they come out, and if they can survive these few days, they may not be able to survive in the future.

If you are willing to come out and do such a dangerous thing, you are not afraid of death.

"There's still one last minute, everybody hurry. We have to go, the zombies at the door are about to break through the door, if it weren't for the two second-order zombies killed by this little brother, I'm afraid we would all have to die here. "The big brother in the crowd spoke. The others lowered their heads and gathered their supplies more quickly. In fact, it was only two minutes in total, and they had to load the supplies into the backpack in the shortest possible time, and they couldn't let their backpack affect the battle.

Combat effectiveness is the most critical part of guaranteeing life. They must not let their lives go to waste.

Zheng Yifan looked at them quietly, as if watching an inconsequential movie. Or maybe it's something he can only see in movies, but now. But it's a fact.

"Let's go! The gate is no longer holding on. Everyone changed the weapons for me, and then there was a tough battle to be fought, so if the little brother had bullets, he would support, and if not, he would retreat together. The eldest brother finally showed his face, it was an uncle in his forties, with a beard on his face, looking sloppy. But it's very credible in this small team.

Almost everyone carried out his words, and Zheng Yifan could obviously see that several people casually packed a few bags of things into their backpacks, and then carefully tightened the zipper of their packages and tied them tightly to their bodies.

What they will face next is war, and they will never have sympathy, and they must do exactly what they can.

"Let's go!" When Zheng Yifan was staring at them, the eldest brother who took the lead had already rushed out with a submachine gun, beckoned to Zheng Yifan, and rushed to the gate first, but he was already holding a grenade in his hand.

That is the most important thing for him, this grenade has always been protected by his inner and outer three layers, and now he takes it out, it must be for retreat. Following the gap in the shutter door, which had already been scratched open, he threw out the grenade, which was ready to explode at any moment, and then everyone habitually lay down.

Of course, Zheng Yifan is not included among these people, even if he is in the most central position of this explosion, the damage will not be too severe. For others, though, it's nothing less than torture.

The grenade that exploded more than ten meters away scattered all the zombies, and the fragments broke through the zombies' bodies, but they could no longer cause more severe damage.

In fact, the damage caused is not very gratifying, but the safe passage has been cleared in a short period of time.

At the door, several people rushed out with submachine guns, and there was a burst of charges at the zombies. Then they shrank back into the alley on the corner of the street.

That was the route of their retreat. The zombies just blocked the door, there were no zombies in the alley, and the zombies in the retreat route had already been cleaned up by them. I just go out along the side now.

Zheng Yifan followed them and retreated along the route that had been prepared long ago.

It can be seen that they are very professional in this kind of thing, advancing and retreating in the square outside the mall, constantly luring zombies, because there is no reason for high-level zombies, low-level zombies can't catch up with their footsteps, and they can only be slowly led out of the main entrance of the mall like a kite, and more and more tortuous.

However, Zheng Yifan could see that their purpose was to let the zombies leave the most central position, and then slowly approach the mall through the safe passage again.

In just ten minutes, everyone is almost exhausted, but there are only more than 100 zombies left at the entrance of the mall, and they are not a threat at all. The group used the last of their strength to sprint quickly and rushed to the shelter where they could survive in the future.

Zheng Yifan followed them quietly, silently wanting to see what it was like to see where this survivor was still fighting? Whether it's another gathering place of hope.

It's just that...... He was doomed to disappointment. (To be continued......)