Yin Dong raised his eyes and said with a sneer: "Leaving like that; you'd better be careful with that woman."

Allen frowned, and his heart was filled with anger. "It's just a plaything. If it weren't for her ability, who will bother with her? Speaking of, the mission this time..."

"The space ability person is dead. Don't know if the other group in the convoy successfully escaped, but if not, this mission - failed."

Allen snorted coldly. "The city mission is really not that simple." After so many people died, in the end they still had to hope the space user in the other car is still alive. Otherwise, it really is...too much. It's laughable!

The small group walked to the rest hall in the temporary waiting area. As soon as they entered the door, a person staggering towards the door fell into Allen's arms just as he was walking in.

"What a waste! You don't have any shit skills. Your man is dead now, so stop complaining about splitting materials! How much effort did you make?!"

Allen's face turned dark for a moment. There was a 'ka-la' sound as icicles instantly condensed in his hands - the rain outside provided an extra bonus to those with water and ice abilities. Since the apocalypse, he has felt like a cloud of bad luck lingered over him. He can tolerate base officials troubling him, but was it possible to tolerate the faces of these survivors?!

The group froze suddenly. One of them seemed to recognize Allen, and smiled flatteringly: "Ah, it's Boss Al? We don't mean anything, just trying to teach some people..."

The person in Allen's arms suddenly lifted his head, his eyes widening in surprise. "Allen?!"

Allen raised his eyebrows. This person quite beautiful, except he's too thin... And those eyes, from this angle, seem to have several points similar to Fang Hao...

"Do you recognize me?"

The man nodded quickly: "I, I admired you very much before the end of the world..."

Allen suddenly felt a little better. An admirer, with some good looks, can be used as a plaything... Much better than that Xu Lili, who lacked self-awareness and treated herself as the captain's wife after climbing onto his bed. "What's your name?"

"...Dai Jun."

 

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The sparse rain continued until the second day morning, and there were no signs of it stopping.

He Zizhong's husband-wife team and the members of the Samsara team got up early in the morning. After a simple wash and breakfast, they boarded their cars and prepared to continue to the target location.

Although there were occasional zombies dangling near their temporary camp last night, they were all cleared by the night watchman. They arrived outside a village at the target location just after four o'clock in the afternoon.

The zombies on the road were scattered in twos and threes, so the group arrived safely, not having to deal with any zombie formations. This time, they deliberately chose a relatively remote path. Sure enough, compared to highways and national roads that were heavily used after the end of the world, this path was easier to navigate.

This village had basically completely fallen. Only a small number of village households remained at home with their doors closed tightly. At this moment, they did not dare to come out to see the situation when they heard people outside, hiding in their homes to listen to the gunshots outside.

After the Samsara team got firearms, their efficiency on missions greatly improved. They have weapons, and the points they earned from selling a few cars were enough to trade for a lot of bullets.

This time, the weapons they brought out were the most versatile ones. Guo Bing's predator opened the road, and several people in each car protruded their muzzles from the windows and fired outwards.

The location of the village is relatively remote. The total population across men, women, and children, in the village only reached two or three hundred. Because it was relatively close to some cities, such as city A, most young people did not live in the village, so very few people remained. Most of the farmland is also rented out, and there are very few serious farmers among those remaining.

After cleaning up the zombies in the village, the logistics members got out to collect the crystal nuclei in the zombies' brains, and the corpses were gathered together to be burned afterwards.

"Starting from the entrance of the village, check from house to house. Collect everything and put it in this yard, and prepare for waterproofing." Guo Bing turned around and selected a farmer's house with a relatively spacious yard.

A group of people walked in and found a dog that had been beaten to death in the courtyard. From the half-opened door, it seemed empty inside.

"Checking now." Several members of the team went in carefully, and after a while they came out to report: "Boss, there are no zombies inside."

In addition to the dead dog, there is also a dead chicken in the cage. Because a long time passed, it rotted, and it's unclear if it was a mutated animal. In the courtyard, only unrecognizable crops were planted in the corners. On the contrary, some red peppers and garlic hanging on the wall of the main house can still be used.

The Samsara team began to clean up the crops in the yard. He Zizhong and Fang Hao came in and circled, and followed the others to randomly choose an empty yard to check whether there were any remaining zombies, stored food, etc.

The yard was also empty, without much movement. The two entered the house directly from the main door, and headed for the main room.

"What's that?"

A small blue cloth package was placed on the big bed by the window, and the small bag that shouldn't have moved was dangling at this time.

The two looked at each other in amazement, and the same thought flashed through their minds.

Stepping forward gently, they saw a baby zombie with a blue-gray face and gray eyes struggling to get out of the package because it smelled human beings.

It has been more than two months since the end of the world. Even if a baby was left in the house, it would have died long ago.

"Zizhong..." The pair who had become accustomed to beating zombies were unable to take the necessary actions when facing the powerless baby zombie.

He Zizhong sighed heavily: "Send them off." This little zombie had no wounds on its body, and should have become a zombie right away. Because it was wrapped tightly and struggled to get out, it was placed here by someone who dared not take it away.

Raising the knife, there was a golden flash that directly sent this little guy away.

Without moving the baby's corpse on the bed, the two moved to another room and started rummaging for food.

Most of the rice in the rice container is moldy and can't be eaten at all. Although white flour can't be seen in the flour container, when smelled carefully, there is no smell of flour at all.

On the contrary, there were a few unopened snakeskin bags in another room, and there was nothing wrong with the food inside.

The vegetables and fish in the farmhouse are all spoiled, and only some of the pickles in the pickle tank seem to be edible. The two turned around and did not find the seeds, so they moved these things to the yard.

When they were about to move to the courtyard designated by Guo Bing and the others, some voices suddenly came from the village. The two of them looked at each other and walked out together, shutting the courtyard door.

Shen Haiping, Liu Jiangfeng, and a few Samsara members were confronting a group of people. Those people were obviously the original residents of the village. Opening the door after confirming that there was no danger outside, they saw five or six men and women behind a fifty or sixty year-old uncle. They weren't considered young, and should have been left behind in the village and fled together after the apocalypse.

The uncle was asking the team for news - mainly inquiring if they are the government here to save people? This is because they heard gunfire inside.

They gave a brief explanation of the current situation, indicating that if they want to go to the base, they need to prepare their own cars. Although the base will give some rewards for escorting ordinary people to the base, for the Samsara team the points are not enough to change a few bullets.

Nowadays, although their car has sufficient space for a few people, they still have to collect supplies along the way. Considering the safety of their personnel, they would rather give up this thankless task. Besides, there are still several cars on the other side of the village. If they drive all the way, they can get to the base overnight.

Of course, if they drop by after and time permits, they can escort them from the village when they return to base.

Seeing that the other party didn't mean to escort them, a woman saw someone moving out a bag of rice from her yard with sharp eyes and immediately cried out: "Why do you take our stuff?!" She rushed over to push away Xiao Ming who was holding the rice bag.

Xiao Ming's surname is Zhang, but because this word has somewhat of a pitfall¹Think of someone being called "Alexa" today where their name has more than the implied meaning. Not sure the full implications, but basically his ex-comrades used his name potentially to make fun of him., he was pitted by his comrades since joining the army. When he joined Guo Bing's company later, everyone collectively ignored his surname and only called him by his name.

He is an information and communications soldier, and adept at using computers. But because he is somewhat thin, when he was pushed by the big-waisted woman, he suddenly hit a fierce man standing behind him.

This group of people have been stuck in the yard for nearly two months. Most food stored away has already been eaten long ago. If it weren't for the family business, where they saved lots of things ready to be transported to nearby cities, they would have starved to death long ago. How could they last until now?

The fifty or sixty year old man saw it, and said coldly: "We're grateful for the outside things you helped with. But you can't just take our things without asking!"

"That's right! Those are all things in our house. How can you think of taking and just take!"

The recent food shortage made these people's eyes green from hunger. At this moment, they finally figured it out. After seeing the food, all their eyes were green.

"Then what's your meaning?" Guo Bing and Chen Ning also heard the sound and walked over, and Chen Ning asked calmly at the scene.

"There's no meaning. You send us to the base you mentioned, and we will pay you with food." The man said quickly. Now that the whole world is full of human-eating things and they dare not beat zombies, it is better to take these food to the base than to wait for death here. Right?

"Yes, yes! We'll hire you with food!"

Chen Ning laughed and nodded. "What about the zombies we killed? Should they also be included as food to pay us?"

One person suddenly yelled, running towards the pile of zombies piled at the entrance of the village: "Old man! Old man! Why did you die like this? Who killed you!"