At 5:35 p.m., the vehicle arrived again in Baihong Town. At this time, the sky was completely dark, and the entire Baihong Town was immersed in a gloomy atmosphere. A biting cold wind swept the ground, carrying up a patch of abandoned newspapers and plastic bags. A blood-stained newspaper covered Cheng Sen's face head-on, and when he took the newspaper off his face, he saw that the black blood stains were stained on the eyes of a beautiful woman. Under the reflection of the headlights, it is so weird and creepy. In a trance, Cheng Sen seemed to feel that the smiling beauty in the photo seemed to be hideous.

Throwing the newspaper out casually, watching it fly into the air with the cold wind and twist his body, Cheng Sen shivered for no reason.

"What's wrong, Lao Cheng?" Xu Si carried a box of big red sausages on his shoulders and walked to Cheng Sen's side with concern. Cheng Sen's cold tremor just now, he clearly saw it in his eyes.

"It's okay, let the brothers hurry up, I suddenly have a feeling of unhappiness. Be clever and take care of each other! Cheng Sen took out a half-smoked cigar from his pocket, took out a match and lit it, and said in a deep voice.

"You've been tired lately, haven't you? Otherwise, let's finish this trip, go back and rest for the night, and come back tomorrow during the day! Xu Si handed the big red sausage on his shoulder to the carriage, turned around and touched Cheng Sen's forehead and said to him.

"No, we're going to have to get the supplies back tonight anyway. The zombies have hit Jiangcheng, and I guess Huangzhou won't last a few days. After a while, either the base camp will welcome a group of refugees, or a group of zombies will be ushered in. If we don't do a good job of hoarding supplies, I'm afraid we won't be able to survive. Cheng Sen took a hard puff of his cigar and said to Xu Si with a little blue face.

"Not really, right? The location of the bomb shelter is very remote. The deep mountains and old forests will not attract the attention of others! Xu Si reached out to help a soldier hand a box of candles to the car, turned back and continued.

"Because it's remote, if there are refugees, they will run to the middle of nowhere. Zombies, on the other hand, will follow them closely and attack them when they are exhausted. Do you think, if refugees find bomb shelters, will they flock to them? And the zombies that followed behind them, following their footprints and tastes, it was not difficult to find the existence of the base camp. At that time, if we don't have enough supplies, how can we survive?! Cheng Sen took the cigar in his hand, knocked the cigarette ash on the front of the car, and said worriedly.

"If that's the case, what are we going to do? Are we supposed to take in the refugees you are talking about? Xu Si accompanied Cheng Sen's description, and a scene of refugees supporting each other and walking to the door of the air-raid shelter begging came to his mind! Behind the refugees were endless zombies, screaming at the refugees and bomb shelters with their mouths open. Thinking of this, Xu Si felt cold all over his body.

"No matter what the circumstances, I want you to remember that the first thing is to ensure that your own people survive. Under this premise, we should consider whether to admit those refugees. Old Xu, I want to live. Live until the day the zombies disappear, and then go to your house, and our brother will get drunk together. Cheng Sen said, gently beating Xu Si's chest.

"I understand, let's live together haode. Wait until the day of peace, go to my house, and I will invite you to dinner! Xu thought of his home, remembered the house that belonged to him, and the aunts who danced in the square. Raising his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, Xu Si said to Cheng Sen with a smile.

"Get to work!" Cheng Sen patted Xu Si's shoulder vigorously and walked towards the warehouse in the supermarket. The mood that had been suppressed for a long time seemed to have changed a lot after a brief chat with Xu Si.

"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, if you want my life, Lao Tzu wants to live well." Carrying a box of beef hot sauce on his shoulder, Cheng Sen looked up at the black and oppressive sky and gritted his teeth.

As time passed, the cold wind blowing from the surface of the lake became stronger and stronger. In the houses facing the street, occasionally one or two windows that were not closed were crackled by the cold wind. In the entire Baihong Town, except for the supermarket, there are two snow-bright headlights shining, and it is pitch black all around. The cold wind blew through the trees on both sides of the road, and there was a scream of "woo~". "Crackle~" A bolt of lightning tore through the night sky and accurately hit the stone monument in the center of the square. With a loud bang, the stele was snapped in half by lightning. Countless stone chips scattered and splashed in all directions, hitting the windows and doors of the surrounding shops, causing a crackling sound.

Cheng Sen looked up at the sky. I only saw that in the thick clouds, the lightning of the Dao was hidden in it, twisting like poisonous snakes, and spit out letters to the ground a few times every now and then. A deafening muffled thunder rang out, as if mocking the cowardice and selfishness of human beings.

"Is it going to rain?" A soybean-sized raindrop smashed on Cheng Sen's face, gently wiping the wetness brought by the raindrop from his cheeks, Cheng Sen said softly!

"Crackle~" Another lightning bolt fell, reflecting the entire Baihong Town in turquoise green. The wind became more intense, and the raindrops the size of beans began to fall to the ground. In an instant, the town was enveloped in rain.

"Lao Cheng, the things are almost loaded. Let's withdraw! Xu Si didn't know where to find a plastic tablecloth, draped it on his body to block the attack of wind and rain, and trotted to Cheng Sen's side and said.

"Good! Count the number of people and let's go back! Cheng Sen wiped the rain from his face and yelled at Jiang Chibing.

After everyone came out of the supermarket, Cheng Sen entered the cab of the armored car, turned the head of the car and slowly drove out of the town after lighting the fire. And the big trucks full of supplies are also close behind.

"Jiang Chibing, the wind and rain are heavy, and the speed of the car slows down. Pay attention to following behind the armored car, if there is any situation that does not need to be reported, shoot directly! Cheng Sen drove slowly forward, while picking up the walkie-talkie and contacting Jiang Chibing, who was driving a large truck behind him. The raindrops the size of beans have evolved into downpours. The rain hits the windshield, blocking people's view. The visibility on the road is already less than 10 meters. 10 meters away, there was a white rain curtain. The headlights of the armored car shone on the rain curtain, and it became more and more dazzling. Soon, the gutters on both sides of the road were filled with rainwater and overflowed the pavement, rapidly scouring the asphalt from the pavement.

A blood-stained newspaper was washed in front of the armored car and turned over, revealing a picture of a beautiful woman under the snow-white headlights. The black blood stains happened to be imprinted on the eyes of the beauty, and it seemed to be flowing slowly with the rain.