Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 95 Continue Scavenging 2
The service station has an exit in the same direction.

Several men, dressed in clothes that looked like they hadn't changed in at least a month, cautiously peeked out.

"That's strange, all those zombies have been killed." The speaker's gaze shifted to the zombie corpses on the ground.

They were far away, and the bodies lay scattered about, making it impossible to tell how they died.

"I don't see anyone there." His companion looked around for a while but couldn't find anything disturbed. "Is he in the RV?"

"Damn it, we've been watching for so long, and someone beat us to it!" the man cursed.

Their field of vision was limited, so they could only see one corner.
"There might still be zombies inside, and the people who killed those zombies might have died inside as well."

As they talked, they took their weapons and slowly walked inside.

They had their eye on that RV for a while, but there were too many zombies here, and no one dared to get close. They didn't even fight the group of people who looked tough in front of them.

"These guys are pretty awesome, killing so many zombies."

You must be exhausted by now. It would be even better if you died inside; the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

Looking at the RV in front of him, Zhou Dayu became happier and happier. It was so great that a vehicle was now his.

Owning a motorhome in the apocalypse would be so awesome.

Just then, an arrow pierced the air and landed at his feet.

The men's eyes widened suddenly, and they hurriedly sought cover.

“If you take one more step forward, I can no longer guarantee your lives.”

Hearing the warning, the group looked around but couldn't find anyone.

"Where is he? Where is that idiot who shot the arrow hiding?" someone muttered, clutching their head.

Zhou Da sneered, looking up at the RV. "You're pretty arrogant, huh? If you know what's good for you, hand over the RV and supplies, and you can leave. Otherwise..."

"Damn it, would you hand over your life?" Qi Sixing retorted forcefully, picking up a Molotov cocktail.

"Brother, we don't know how many of them there are," the younger brother said with some concern.

"What are you afraid of? If they had more people, they wouldn't have just fired arrows to scare us away. Let's go!"

Zhou Dayi waved his hand, and the men beside him split into two groups and surrounded the RV.

At that moment, they saw a green wine bottle being thrown from the air, and their expressions immediately changed.

"Holy crap, it's a Molotov cocktail!"

"Get out of the way!"

The moment the bottle shattered, fuel sprayed out, flames spread, and clothes that were slow to react caught fire. People screamed and tried to dodge by taking off their clothes.

Zhou Da crouched down and crawled under the car, then rolled under another car next to him.

He wasn't someone who could wander outside for so long during the apocalypse; he wasn't stupid. He knew that the other party, that cunning old fox, was in the RV and could see their movements.

Standing out makes you a target; you need to find cover and go around it. These vehicles are the best option.

He still wanted the RV, but he hesitated to act, otherwise he would have killed this idiot long ago, thinking that only they had Molotov cocktails.

He's a gifted individual.

Qi Sixing knew that the other party had diverted his attention and was on their way to gang up on him.

The person who hadn't hidden properly and walked behind the abandoned car was hit by an arrow, but some of them managed to get around to the other side.

Meanwhile, on the second floor of the gas station, where the walls were black and moldy, a man emerged from a room with severe burns, his wounds covered with a layer of black substance, resembling jagged rocks.

It fell out of the window, which was now just a frame.

Roar--

A sharp cry came from its mouth.

The sound was exceptionally startling in the empty service area, making my heart skip a beat.

Both groups involuntarily looked toward the source of the sound. Amidst the sound of a dinner bell, they saw one indistinguishable zombie after another leaping out of the dark, dilapidated windows.

"problem occurs."

Song Jinhe stood in the middle aisle of the motel, her brow furrowed slightly. "Someone stole the car, and the zombies at the gas station have woken up."

When they were clearing out zombies yesterday, it was almost night, and they only started fighting from a distance, precisely to avoid alerting the zombies inside the building.

Before the zombie opened its mouth, she didn't know it was a mutated screaming zombie that could summon its companions.

The motel and RV parking areas were a bit far apart, but the zombies at the gas station were much closer.

"Big brother, the zombies are coming out!"

"Go over there and kill the kid in the RV first." He dared to challenge him even though he was alone.

Zhou Da stretched out his hands and feet, which were withered. The ground beneath the zombie, whose body was covered in black substance, suddenly sank.

The zombie's movement was hindered, and its hands waved in the air, howling at the living.

"I'll go first, you go ahead."

Before Jiang Shi'an could finish speaking, Song Jinhe interjected, "No problem, there are only two zombies ahead."

"it is good."

He responded, turned and ran into the room facing out, opened the window, jumped down, and quickly rushed towards the zombie that had made the sound.

Song Jinhe held the knife horizontally in front of her, no longer conserving her strength, and used both mental and physical attacks simultaneously to eliminate the remaining zombies as quickly as possible.

Then, she grabbed the knife and ran downstairs; she didn't have the ability to jump from the second floor.

Knowing the situation was urgent, there was also an earth-elemental talent present.

The Molotov cocktails that Qi Sixing threw toward the gifted individuals were all blocked, and the zombies at the gas station were also acting strangely.

The henchmen brought by the gifted individual tried to smash the black substance several times with their knives, but failed. Instead, a zombie bit off a piece of flesh from their cheek.

Song Jinhe rushed out of the hotel in a panic, while Jiang Shi'an was already facing off against the mutated zombies and the gifted individuals.

A thin, dark-skinned zombie crawled out from behind the car and ran towards her. She tried to cut its skin with a knife, but couldn't even get it off. Its eye sockets were covered with black material, which resembled the hard shell of some animals.

There was no other way but to resort to psychological attacks again.

The zombie was dead, and the veins in her temples looked like they were about to burst.

After getting rid of the zombie, Song Jinhe smiled and pretended not to know that someone had attacked from behind, and led the person to a suitable position.

As the other person approached, he took out a dagger from his spatial storage, twirled it in his hand, and then slashed with it.

Seeing the incredulous look in the other person's eyes, Song Jinhe added another blow without any expression.

Trying to ambush her was a mistake.

She was the least martial-minded person in the whole team.

From the moment she discovered this person, she had already figured out how to make good use of him.

Song Jinhe used her voice and the fresh corpse to lure the zombies over, then gave Qi Sixing above a hand gesture.

A heavy Molotov cocktail was thrown, its pungent smell filling the air, and the zombie's tough armor was corroded through by the green flames.

The zombies that had just started eating were all wiped out.

Qi Sixing jumped out of the car and helped Song Jinhe deal with the remaining people.

The situation on Jiang Shi'an's side is very serious; the two of them are fighting a zombie.
The zombie was injured and could no longer summon its kind, but it was clearly not an ordinary screaming zombie.

"Damn, I didn't expect someone who looks even more attractive than a woman to be such a tough nut to crack." Zhou Da spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, a twisted smile on his face.

Such clean and beautiful people, regardless of gender, are very rare in the end times.

It can fetch a good price no matter where you put it.