Chapter 12 (1/2)

There were several crooked cars. One of them was very eye-catching, an expensive supercar. Dark blood covered the empty s.p.a.ce, making it a mess.

The surrounding high trees were shaking as the wind blew and withered leaves were collected at the place. It was lives that withered during the dark six hours. It was summer yet the atmosphere was so cold.

It was silent, no zombies were seen.

Chu Han raised his head and looked at the building near him. It was a resting station which was commonly related with canteens. However, the door was tightly shut and it was too dark to figure out what happened inside.

”You refuel the car and I will be guarding,” Chu Han said to Chen Shaoye.

”Ah!” Chen Shaoye took the petrol gun and pressed twice. He was confused. ”Boss, there is no petrol.”

Boss was the moniker given to Chu Han. There must be a leader in a survival team, even though there were only two members.

It was out of petrol. Chu Han looked at the petrol gun and he was confused as to whether there were humans in the resting station.

”Destroy the tank and suck the petrol with the outdoor riding bag,” Chu Han finished the words and his expression became nervous. The bag was equipped with a sucker, which had been convenient for hikers, but now its application was so wide in eschatology.

Chen Shaoye found the riding bag on the rear seat. There were dozens of those bags. He chopped the tank with the ax and sucked the petrol with the bags. The petrol was then moved to the fuel tank of the G55.

When Chen Shaoye could finally refuel the car again, there was a zombie crawling from a corner slowly. Half its face was caved in and the legs were broken. It crawled with its two hands, showing the gray skin that was filled with all kinds of filth. There was a scary roar coming from its throat.

Chen Shaoye was so scared that he trembled, spilling the petrol inside the bag.

”Quick!” Chu Han said heavily.

”Soon,” Chen Shaoye sped up the refueling.

Chu Han did not leave the place but waited for the zombie to crawl near.

That zombie made a rough roar and there were rotten fat and blood vessel in the torn flesh. There was even a protruding bone in an elbow that made an afflictive noise on the ground. It was trying to crawl to Chu Han since it was so hungry and ignored everything in its crazy pursuit.

It was so close that Chu Han could smell the nasty air around the zombie.

Holding the ax tightly, he waved it and struck the zombie’s head fiercely, killing it. There was pus from the broken head and it splashed to Chu Han’s trouser leg. He did not frown and kept pressing Chen Shaoye. Chen Shaoye nearly vomited at the scene. He did not ask why Chu Han fought with zombie only when it was close to them since he knew that Chu Han’s only answer to him would be one thing—be quick.

On the second floor of the station, a man, Ye Tianlong, was hiding behind a curtain. He was tall and strong with dark skin and his muscles clearly-defined.

At that time, he held a walkie-talkie in his left and a fire ax in the right, looking at Chu Han and Chen Shaoye in the distant.

Sizzle----

There was a voice of a young man coming from the walkie-talkie, ”Head?”

”You stay,” Ye Tianlong turned back and scanned a circle of dozens of people, including young and old, men and women.

”There are two survivors,” Ye Tianlong seemed to ask for their agreement.

”Just take them in!” said a woman. Her name was Lu Wan. She was beautiful, even better than superstars. There was a slight worry in her eyes.