Chinese agents survive in a zombie apocalypse.

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On the other side, Daryl led his team along the riverbank toward their lodging by the road.

As they traveled, they gathered wild fruits and mushrooms, which were their main targets.

A squirrel was enjoying its peaceful little world when it was suddenly disturbed by a group of uninvited guests.

"squeak......"

It poked its head out from its hiding place, puffing out its cheeks, and saw that it was a group of "terrifying upright apes".

Knowing it was no match for the squirrel, it instantly turned around and darted up a tree, ready to make a quick getaway.

Thump! Thump!

A crossbow bolt shot out like lightning, carrying a sharp momentum, and accurately pinned the squirrel to the tree trunk.

Due to inertia, the crossbow bolt, firmly embedded in the tree trunk, was still trembling slightly, making a "buzzing" sound.

"Hey……"

Daryl smiled with satisfaction as he saw that his attack had hit its mark.

He strode forward, forcefully pulled the crossbow bolt from the tree trunk, then bent down to pick up his prey, examined it carefully, and said with satisfaction, "Not bad, we'll have meat tonight."

Glenn stared at the squirrel carcass Daryl was carrying and gave him an envious thumbs-up: "Cool!"

"..."

Seeing their nonchalant attitude, Jacques couldn't help but blurt out, "This is the whole plan?"

"..."

All eyes turned to her.

Jacques paused, then voiced his deepest concern: "I mean, we're becoming increasingly scattered. What will we do if we encounter walkers?"

"With just the knives and sharp wooden clubs we carry..."

Andrea had been holding back her anger for a long time, and when someone spoke up first, she immediately chimed in.

As she spoke, she turned to look at Lori, her tone full of resentment and sarcasm: "I saw your gun."

"What, you want this gun?"

Lori had long been fed up with Andrea's hostile stares, so she pulled out a gun from her backpack without hesitation, handed it to her, and said, "Here, take it."

"I've had enough of the way you look at me."

"..."

Andrea was taken aback, clearly not expecting Lori to do this, but she still instinctively reached out and took the pistol.

"And all of you..."

Lori turned to the others, her gaze sweeping over each one, and said, "I don't know what you're all thinking, but you all have to stop blaming Rick."

"The accident at the CDC wasn't his fault, and our current predicament wasn't caused by him either. When Sofia ran away, he chased after her immediately. Did he hesitate for even a second?"

"Rick did everything he could. He even abandoned his wife and children in that situation. I don't know who else could do that. Who could?"

"..."

Faced with Lori's barrage of questions, everyone remained silent, and those who felt guilty dared not meet her gaze.

“You depend on him, yet you blame him for not being perfect enough. If you feel you can do without him, you can leave anytime, and no one will stop you.”

As Lori spoke, she opened the water bottle and took a big gulp of water, which finally calmed her anger down a little.

As husband and wife are one, Lori naturally sensed the immense pressure her husband was under.

Just then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Andrea hand the pistol back.

Lori didn't stand on ceremony with her and directly reached out to take back the pistol.

"We should keep going."

Andrea said awkwardly.

Lori didn't press the issue further; she simply got up and followed the group away.

After this incident, people who originally had different thoughts began to reflect silently, and the team's thinking became much more unified, no longer as turbulent as before.

...half an hour later.

In the woods, Rick and Sean, with little Carl in tow, slowly searched outwards from the cemetery.

Click...

Suddenly, a faint sound came from the bushes ahead.

"..."

Rick immediately became alert and quickly signaled the two people behind him to stop.

After discerning the direction from which the sound came, they shuffled their feet and cautiously moved forward to investigate.

"..."

As the indistinct figure emerged from the dense bushes, Rick couldn't help but smile with delight.

It turned out to be a sika deer, and this deer did not seem to be afraid of humans. When it saw the three of them, it did not run away, but instead stopped not far away.

It just twitched its ears, glanced at them curiously, and then went back to eating grass.

Seizing the opportunity, Sean instinctively raised his shotgun, aimed at his prey, and placed his finger on the trigger, ready to fire.

If I hit it from this distance, I can have a delicious meal tonight.

"Sean..."

Just then, Rick suddenly called out to him in a low voice. Sean turned around in confusion.

It turned out that little Karl was deeply attracted by the sika deer in front of him.

Sean understood immediately and tacitly put away his weapon. Together with Rick, they watched with satisfaction as little Carl slowly approached the deer.

The sika deer in front of them raised its head alertly, glanced at little Karl, but still did not run away, seemingly also curious about the little guy trying to approach it.

Little Carl drew closer and closer, just as he was about to reach the sika deer.

boom! ! !

A gunshot rang out from the bushes opposite. The sika deer and Karl fell down almost simultaneously. The bullet pierced the deer's body and struck Karl in the abdomen.

"no, do not want……"

The moment the gunshot rang out, Rick and Sean's expressions changed drastically almost simultaneously. However, everything happened so suddenly that they didn't have time to react.

The two watched helplessly as the sika deer collapsed to the ground, its four hooves twitching a few times before falling still, while little Karl fell into a coma, his fate unknown.

Just then, a portly man in a hat carrying a hunting rifle emerged from the bushes. He was also taken aback when he saw the two men opposite him, wondering why there were police officers here.

When his gaze shifted downwards and he saw the child lying beside the deer carcass, the smile on his face instantly froze, his face turned deathly pale, and cold sweat poured down his face.

"No...no...no..."

At that moment, Rick only had eyes for his son. He rushed over with a terrified scream, his legs gave way, and he knelt down in front of little Carl.

"Who are you! Drop your weapon!!!"

Sean, holding his shotgun warily, shouted at the culprit in front of him.

"I...I'm sorry, sir, I...I didn't mean to..."

The fat man was so frightened that he threw his shotgun on the ground, raised his hands, and stammered an explanation.

Sean was furious. He strode forward, grabbed the fat man by the collar, and roared, "Idiot, look what you've done!!!"

"I'm sorry, I... I just wanted to shoot that deer, I didn't see the child..."

The fat man kept apologizing and explaining, his voice full of remorse.

Sean's eyes widened. Seeing that the other person didn't seem to be lying, he regained some of his composure and turned to Rick, asking:

"Rick, how's Carl?"

However, Rick did not react; he simply knelt beside little Carl, looking completely helpless.

"Rick!!!" Sean shouted again, his heart filled with anxiety.

“...Karl.”

Rick was finally woken up by Sean. Coming to his senses, he quickly pressed his head against Carl's chest, listened carefully for a moment, and then excitedly said, "There's still a heartbeat, Sean, Carl's alive..."

Upon hearing that little Carl was still alive, Sean and the fat man both breathed a sigh of relief.

Sean gripped the fat man's collar tightly, afraid he would run away. Turning around and seeing Rick's distraught appearance, he shouted, "Quick, stop the bleeding!"

"Yes, yes, stop the bleeding..."

Rick quickly unbuckled his belt and tightly tied it around Carl's ribs to prevent excessive blood loss from the wound.

"Quickly, bring him to our farm! Someone can save your son!"

At that moment, the fat man suddenly spoke.

"Your farm? Where is it?"

Upon hearing this, Rick's eyes lit up as if he had grasped a lifeline.

"Say it!"

Sean tightened his grip and pressed, "Where is the farm?"

"Cough cough cough..."

The fat man, his face flushed, pointed behind him and said, "Go out this way, and our farm isn't far outside the woods..."

"Karl, hang in there, Daddy's coming with you..."

Rick had no other choice. He immediately picked up little Carl from the ground and ran as fast as he could towards the farm the fat man was pointing to.

"Rick!!!"

Sean yelled at him.

But Rick had no time to think about anything else, so Sean could only drag the fat man along as they chased after him.

……