Chapter 18 Equipment all depends on picking
Song Youai stepped on the accelerator and saw in the rearview mirror a dozen rotting corpses slowly wandering in from the twisting traffic.
As if stimulated by the smell of human flesh, they followed the pickup truck for a while.
However, the speed of these rotting corpses was too slow, and they were quickly thrown far away by Song Youai's car.
Xie Ning and Song Kexin both turned their heads and stared behind.
I saw those rotting corpses spinning around in circles for several times, waiting for the meat to come back.
They gradually dissipated as the smell of meat was slowly blown away by the wind.
Song Kexin breathed a sigh of relief and swallowed, "Oh my God, these things are attracted by the sound and smell."
Xie Ning nodded, "The sound of the car crash just now will attract all the zombies nearby. If we leave a little later, it will be dangerous to be surrounded by dozens or hundreds of corpses."
Song Kexin shuddered and said, "I understand, sister, we need to be more careful when we act in the future."
Song Youai was driving a small truck, staring ahead with all his attention, a thin layer of sweat hanging on his forehead.
"Mom, don't be nervous. You drive for a while, and I'll lie down in the back car to replenish my strength. I'll take your place in half an hour."
Song Youai nodded with concentration, his eyes still staring straight ahead, not daring to slack off at all.
The car stopped on one side in a deserted area.
Xie Ning turned her head and looked at Song Youai with a small look.
Song Youai understood instantly, nodded and smiled, "You must be tired after cutting down the corpses for so long. Go and take a nap. Don't be in a hurry. It's okay to take an hour's rest and then come back for me."
Song Kexin drooped her head and sighed, "It's a pity that we put the food in the back seat."
Looking at the big black travel bag in her sister's hand, Song Kexin wanted to beat her chest.
You shouldn't have replaced the food in the bag with medicine. Now, food and water are even more scarce.
Xie Ning looked at her sister funny, patted her head, "I can't make you hungry."
Song Youai pulled over and said, "Don't worry Kexin, my aunt is fat, so I'll save it for you."
Song Kexin became even more uneasy after hearing this: There is no need for it, aunt...
Xie Ning didn't explain much. She jumped out of the car and quickly ran to the back compartment, unlocked the door and jumped in.
A full carriage contains three tons of cargo.
Box after box was neatly stacked.
There are mostly imported snacks and dairy products, as well as biscuits, vacuum-packed dried meat and other items.
Xie Ning breathed a sigh of relief and took the time to put things in the living room of the big villa.
Fortunately, there is a lot of free space in the living room, and boxes stacked up do not take up much space.
It’s just that the living room of their big villa has turned into a grocery store!
However, with so many supplies, Xie Ning felt more confident.
After hurriedly packing up the things in the van, Xie Ning thought about it and left a few bags of dried meat and a carton of milk.
After all, all the supplies in the business car were "lost" just now, so her poor little cousin couldn't starve to death.
More than half an hour later, Xie Ning finished packing everything, and the minivan stopped.
Xie Ning unlocked the door and jumped out of the car, her eyes falling on the words "gas station" not far away.
Go to the gas station and pick a better car?
Pick up some more gasoline?
This seems like a good idea.
"Kexin, there is milk and dried meat in the back compartment."
"Really, sister?"
"Well, you lock the car and go eat. Mom and I will go to the gas station, it only takes twenty minutes."