Chapter 300

A man and a woman were carrying the injured man and staggering forward. The injured man was also walking with lifeless eyes, but he was obviously absent-minded. His abdomen was bright red, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.

The group of zombies behind them was still more than thirty meters away from them, and two men walked on both sides, each holding a machete in their hands, clearing out the zombies approaching from both sides.

The injured man's legs suddenly went limp, his eyes rolled back, and he fell directly to the ground. Fortunately, the people holding him on both sides sensed that something was wrong and they all tried to hold him up, preventing him from falling directly to the ground.

"Max! What's wrong with you? Max?! Aaaaaah~, damn it!"

The man gritted his teeth in hatred and immediately shouted at the woman beside him.

"Come on, give me a hand and I'll carry him."

Just as he was trying frantically to carry Max on his back, he found that the woman next to him did not react.

"Emily?"

He looked back curiously, only to see the girl looking back with a look of surprise and considerable fear on her face.

What's wrong?

The man was about to turn around in confusion when he heard the roar of an engine. He was delighted, thinking there was a survivor!

He quickly turned around and looked in the other direction, and sure enough, he saw a bus with a very exaggerated appearance driving towards them.

Carefully placing Max on the ground, he pulled out the gun from his waist, which was the only remaining hot weapon in the team. It was not that he was unwilling to hand it over, but the rest of the team agreed to let him keep it.

Just now in the small town, the remaining guns had run out of bullets, and now no one knew where they were thrown. To them, this only remaining gun had far more symbolic significance than practical significance.

The bus was getting closer and closer to this side. The man named Gary kept waving his hands and shouting loudly, which made the zombies behind him even more violent. At this time, the zombies were less than ten meters away from them.

"Gary, shut up! Do you want to attract all the zombies within a ten-kilometer radius?"

The man growled and stopped Gary from his stupid behavior, then he called everyone together.

He tried to wave at the bus, but the bus didn't slow down at all and rushed straight towards them, as if the people on the bus didn't see them.

His heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself that the other party might not intend to attack, so he quickly called the other two people, intending to continue running forward with Max on the ground before the zombies got close.

Squeak~Squeak~

Just as the bus rushed in front of them, there was finally a sound of emergency brakes, and then a group of soldiers in military uniforms rushed down.

The man gripped the gun tighter in his hand, his eyes fixed on the strangers who suddenly appeared. If the other party made any unusual movement, he would raise his gun and fight back without hesitation.

However, after getting off the car, these people didn't even look at them. They all raised their guns and started to clear the zombies around them.

The man noticed that all of their guns were equipped with silencers without exception, and he was shocked by how fully equipped they were.

Considering the military uniforms the other party was wearing, everyone in this team thought they had run into someone from the military.

The little girl in the team even grabbed her father's clothes and excitedly pointed at Lu Jiayi and others who were in the front and started shouting.

Dozens of zombies were too few. As soon as Lu Jiayi appeared, he shot two of them in the head. The rest of the zombies couldn't hold on for long due to the soldiers' accurate shooting skills.

After a burst of gunfire, the man looked at these strangers who easily dealt with the group of zombies that had given them a headache, with a dazed look in his eyes.

His marksmanship was pretty good, and he could accurately judge that the accuracy of these people's marksmanship was not inferior to his. Although the gunshots just now were dense, he was sure that the other party did not fire many shots.

That said, all of them were pretty good shooters.

How can one improve his marksmanship? Of course, practice more, but that requires a lot of ammunition. These people are either soldiers themselves or members of a large force with abundant supplies.

Thinking of this, the man quietly put away his pistol. He was very smart and had already figured out the gap between the two sides from some small details, not only in strength, but also in power.

As the last zombie fell to the ground, the Asian man standing in the front slowly walked over.

"Are any of you injured?"

Seeing that the other party first asked about the injured, the man nodded quickly, then thought of something and began to explain.

"He wasn't bitten by a monster, he was just injured in the abdomen by the explosion."

As Lu Jiayi waved his hand gently, the people behind him came up with guns raised. Rick held his python and looked at the people on guard, then pointed at the pistol on the man's waist.

"I'm afraid you'll have to put your weapon down first."

The man seemed to have realized this a long time ago. His gun was on the right side of his waist, but at this moment he stretched out his left hand to grasp the gun handle, and opened his right palm, just holding it in the air. Although the movement was slow, it was quite steady. Then the gun was slowly placed on the ground.

"Are you a policeman?"

"Yes, the police from Gadsden Anniston."

Rick nodded and began to slowly approach the men and searched them carefully before he extended his hand to the man.

"King County Atlanta Police, Rick."

"Carlos."

At this time Lu Jiayi also spoke.

"T-boy, Glenn, carry him to the car first."

He pointed at Max who was unconscious on the ground, then looked up and spoke to Rick.

"You ask, I'll go and treat him, otherwise it might be dangerous if we delay for too long."

Emily, who was originally protecting Max, showed a look of disbelief on her face when she heard this, but when she saw Carlos gave her a look, she reluctantly stepped aside.

Glenn and T quickly brought a stretcher and carried Max onto the bus.

Emily, who had been suspicious just now, relaxed a little. She thought that it was unlikely that someone would prepare a stretcher just to deceive people.

After relaxing, she turned her attention to Rick who was talking to Carlos.

While Rick was asking for some basic information, he looked at these strangers. The leader, Carlos, was a burly man, obviously much stronger than the others. Even among the police, he was considered strong.

The girl named Emily was probably in her twenties. She was very pretty, but her clothes were a bit rebellious and her personality was probably not very gentle.

The little girl's name is Danny, a very common name. She is Gary's daughter. They live nearby and she has only recently met Carlos and the others.

The last man was called Jarawa. His brown skin and curly hair told them that he was an immigrant from the Land of Curry.

However, Galawa only said a few words when introducing himself, and then stood on guard with a machete in hand. He seemed to be a guy of few words.

"Okay, now I have a few questions. Please answer them truthfully."

"How many zombies have you killed?"

…

That night, the bus arrived at a small town south of Birmingham and randomly found a house as a temporary place to stay.

After a simple meal, Lu Jiayi called a few people together.

"Everyone, we came from somewhere else and don't know much about the situation here, so we need you to provide some information. I hope everyone will cooperate."

"Do you have a settlement?"

The first one to speak was Gary, and the way he hugged his daughter was exactly the same as Carol did back then.

"If you want to know our information, it depends on your performance next."