Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 42 Viaduct

The zombie's open mouth and disheveled appearance in the wind seemed to be shouting, "Old driver, take me with you!"
I told you to turn right, but you just don't believe in superstitions. The zombies aren't even above your head, so Song Jinhe isn't in a hurry.

"Help me, help me!" Qi Sixing's voice came through the walkie-talkie.

"My marksmanship isn't very good. If I miss and hit your windshield, don't blame me." Song Jinhe opened the window to check the angle.

There was a small truck in the middle, and given the location and speed, she couldn't even open it with a lock.

"No, no, no! If the windshield is gone, we're gone too!" Song Jinhe's tone was so sincere that Qi Sixing panicked a little. "This thing has dented the roof!"

Song Jinhe looked at the bridge not far away and told Cheng Yan to drive over there, shake off the zombies following behind, and then stop the car to deal with the trouble.

One section of the bridge railing was completely destroyed, and below it flowed a rushing river; it was a terrifying sight.

“There are two cars blocking the way, and above that steel frame…” Cheng Yan looked worriedly at the steel bars dangling in the air.

When they got onto the bridge, they couldn't see the middle section at all. Unexpectedly, there was nothing ahead. Halfway across, they suddenly saw two abandoned cars going in the opposite direction in the middle of the road. A sports car with its front wheels hanging in the air was also hanging from the rickety guardrail.

"Bump into it."

Hearing Song Jinhe's calm voice, Cheng Yan's eyelids twitched twice, thinking to himself, "It really is a method she could come up with."

Looking at Jiang Shi'an beside him, who was equally calm, his eyes half-closed as if he couldn't see how dangerous the scene in front of him was.

Cheng Yan gritted his teeth, floored the accelerator, and sped forward.

With a loud bang, the car shot off like an arrow, forcefully breaking through the road.

Cars traveling at high speeds are the most difficult to control. Even a slight turn of the steering wheel can cause the center of gravity to become unstable, and one careless move can lead to a rollover, or even a fall through the guardrail and the whole thing is over.

The tremendous impact to her side caused Song Jinhe to lose her grip on the handrail above her, and her fingernail even hit the handrail, making her hiss in pain. Her body fell uncontrollably to the other side.

Caught in mid-air by a pair of long, strong arms, the cool breeze brushed against my cheek, and my heart seemed to skip a beat.

Song Jinhe hurriedly got up, and the car swayed again. She reflexively grabbed the only thing she could hold onto: Jiang Shi'an's clothes.

In an instant, his body was pulled forward, and their warm breaths mingled together.

For a moment, her mind went blank; it seemed like she had just touched something... Song Jinhe's gaze fell on the prominent Adam's apple.

He probably didn't notice, right?

"It's nothing, it's all an accident. I'll drive next time," Song Jinhe thought to herself, her gaze meeting those dark, calm eyes, and she guiltily looked away.

"Aren't you going to let go?" A cool, slightly deep voice brushed past my ear.

Song Jinhe then realized that she was holding his clothes, so he could only keep leaning forward and quickly let go.

"Thank you."

It was as if nothing had happened; the warmth her lips had just touched was an illusion, but her eyes were anything but innocent and natural.

Cheng Yan gripped the steering wheel with both hands, his eyes restrained from glancing back. What was this? Could he possibly know?
They said there was something wrong with the two of them. When he was dissecting zombies for Boss Jiang, the oppressive aura and strict requirements from Boss Jiang were even more terrifying than during his graduation defense.

It had to be Jin He again; she actually grabbed him by the collar and went straight for him.

If this were before the apocalypse, she could easily become an academic tyrant by changing her major.

The cars behind didn't know what had happened; they only saw one car drive off into the river, splashing water more than ten meters high before disappearing into the murky water.

"Dr. Cheng drives so recklessly?" Qi Sixing was stunned for a moment, looking at the hole in the bridge with some regret. A perfectly good sports car, just like that, gone.

At this moment, Dr. Cheng, who was driving very aggressively, didn't dare to say a word until Song Jinhe ran out of the car with a gun, expressionlessly fired a few shots at the zombie on the roof of the SUV, and shot it down.

When the zombie landed, they noticed that its muscles were incredibly well-developed; no wonder it had managed to cling to the roof of the car and follow them here.

It wasn't quite dead yet; it braced itself on the ground and leaped up to attack the humans present.

Seeing the zombie rushing towards her, Zhao Huiyun's pupils dilated, and she quickly dodged to the side. Now Qi Sixing was exposed in front of the zombie, and there was no guardrail less than ten meters behind him.

Faced with the ferocious yellow-haired zombie, Qi Sixing missed his first arrow and couldn't kill it by shooting directly at it either, and soon he had nowhere left to retreat.

He was too close to the zombies; firing a shot could easily result in an accidental kill. Zhuang Ting cursed under his breath and ran off in that direction.

"Lower your head." The bullet was fired the moment Song Jinhe finished speaking.

She deliberately fired two shots; the first shot grazed Qi Sixing's scalp, and the second shot hit the zombie.

The zombie, which had already been crippled, was severely injured again. Qi Sixing was no slouch either, and seized the opportunity to turn the tide and push the zombie away.

This zombie was really ruthless; it actually grabbed a section of the fallen railing, and Qi Sixing was pulled backward as well.

Song Jinhe noticed that Zhuang Ting, who had rushed over, reached out his hand, which helped Qi Sixing regain his balance. It was this action that allowed Qi Sixing to stand up after falling halfway.

This is Zhuang Ting's talent; the other talented person in their team should be Zhao Huiyun.

To conserve their remaining ammunition, Song Jinhe took an axe from the car and smashed it a few times at the weak joint of the guardrail. The section of guardrail with peeling paint fell down along with the zombie.

Looking at the rushing river and the dozens of meters of water below, I felt my legs go weak.

With such a swift current, if someone falls into the river, there is absolutely no chance of survival.

Because of what had just happened, Qi Sixing looked at Zhao Huiyun again, and a hint of wariness appeared in his eyes.

That's right, it's normal for people to instinctively avoid danger when they encounter it. He can't say anything, but he can't help but feel resentful towards someone who almost indirectly caused his death.

"Thank you." Qi Sixing solemnly thanked Song Jinhe.

Song Jinhe waved her hand, saying that lending a helping hand in exchange for a favor was a good deal.

After dealing with the few ordinary zombies on the bridge, Song Jinhe also searched for the cars on the bridge.

She replaced the axe with a crowbar, which made it easier to break the window.

The first car was red, with oxidized blood on the windows. Several corpses inside were rotting beyond recognition, which she dealt with as she got up.

The trunk was filled with bags and suitcases.

She didn't take any clothes or shoes, but she took all the canned food, instant noodles, and eight-treasure porridge that were in the car.

The second car was empty. They found a third van that was closer to the edge and looked expensive. Despite the feeling of their legs going weak from the cold wind blowing at high altitude, they opened the car door together with Jiang Shi'an.

"Stand aside, I'll take it." Jiang Shi'an glanced at Song Jinhe, walked to the edge, and took out the black waterproof bag she had mentioned from the car.

The vehicle is in a dangerous position, but it has good supplies!
The waterproof bag was filled with good things they didn't have.

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