Chinese agents survive in a zombie apocalypse.

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T-boy had just run to the first floor when he saw the zombies breaking down the door. He didn't dare to waste any more time and ran straight to the evacuation point.

"They're coming in! Hurry, they're here..."

When T arrived at the evacuation site, he saw that the roller shutter door at the entrance was not yet open, and he shouted anxiously.

bang bang bang ......

Fortunately, Rick arrived at that moment, positioned the cargo box directly at the door, and then banged on the roller shutter from the outside.

Splash splash splash splash...

Upon hearing the signal, the group quickly opened the roller shutter and haphazardly tossed the supplies into the truck.

"Ho...ho..."

They had barely climbed onto the truck when the zombies caught up with them. With their prey about to be snatched away, they roared and pounced on them in a frenzy.

Rick started the truck in time, leaving the dozen or so zombies that were chasing him far behind.

The few people who had just escaped death were still a little shaken. They sat in the carriage, panting heavily.

Rick drove the truck out of town. He glanced back and found that Moore was not in the truck bed.

Inside the carriage, the group looked at each other in bewilderment, only then remembering that Moore was still handcuffed on the rooftop.

"I actually lost my keys..."

T-boy covered his injured body and explained in a self-reproachful tone.

The group remained silent, none of them suggesting going back to rescue the person, as it was simply not worth risking their lives for someone like Moore.

"Where is Glenn?"

At that moment, Andrea suddenly remembered that there was one more person who wasn't there either.

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On the other side, Glenn had long since let himself go. He had never driven a sports car before, and with his years of experience delivering takeout, he made full use of his intimate knowledge of the streets of Atlanta to lead the horde of zombies around the city.

After receiving news that Rick and the others had safely evacuated, he suddenly sped up, made several turns, and disappeared at the end of the street, completely shaking off the relentless horde of zombies that were chasing after him.

He pedaled hard on other people's sports cars, slamming on the gas pedal and speeding all the way to the campsite on the outskirts of the city.

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...Suburbs, West District Reservoir Park Campsite.

Suddenly, a car alarm blared through the valley, leaving everyone at the camp in a state of confusion and uncertainty.

A red sports car drove into the camp, and to make matters worse, the car alarm was still blaring.

Then, the person who got out of the sports car was Glenn, one of the people who had come into the city.

Sean stormed toward the red sports car, and the others followed.

"Damn it, turn off that crappy alarm."

Dell shouted from behind.

"...I can't turn it off."

Glenn spread his hands, looking completely innocent.

"Open the hood."

Sean yelled at Glenn.

"My sister Andrea, is she alright? Is she okay...?"

Amy kept asking about her sister's condition.

"What... okay, okay..."

Glenn was completely exasperated by the yelling and constant questioning. He quickly got back into his car, pressed the hood release, and kept responding:

"It's okay...she's okay...she's all better now."

Sean lifted the hood of the car, and Jim, who was standing next to him, was quick-witted. He reached out and ripped off a wire inside, and the car alarm stopped.

"...Why didn't she come back with you? Where is she? Is she really alright?"

Amy was extremely anxious because she hadn't seen her sister, and she kept asking about it.

"It's really okay, everyone's fine..."

Glenn answered, but then, remembering Moore left on the roof, he added:

"Except for poor Moore."

However, the people in the camp were unaware of the details, and no one cared whether Moore was alive or dead. They didn't even bother to ask him anything, which shows how unpopular Moore was in the camp.

Sean had absolutely no liking for Moore; it would be better if he died out there, saving him the trouble of being in the camp every day. He angrily accused Glenn:

"Are you crazy? Driving back in a horrible, wailing car like that, are you just going to attract all those stinking zombies here?"

In his view, the kid's behavior was simply bringing disaster to the camp.

"Don't worry, it's okay."

Seeing Glenn silenced like a quail after being scolded, Dale stepped in to help him out.

"You call this nothing?"

Sean got even angrier when he heard this. This old guy always thought he was right and tried to smooth things over, often jumping out to argue with him and challenge his authority.

"The alarm will echo in the valley, making it impossible to pinpoint its location... I'm not trying to be argumentative, I'm just saying."

As Dale explained, seeing Sean glaring at him, he quickly changed the subject and pointed at Glenn, scolding him first:

"Can't you use your brain next time? It's not like you'll lose an arm or a leg, okay?"

"......sorry."

With Dale's intervention, Glenn finally realized what was happening and apologized to everyone.

Then, unable to resist, she quietly defended herself:

"At least I got a nice car."

Dale quickly gave him a look, signaling the silly boy to stop adding fuel to the fire.

At that moment, a van slowly drove into the camp.

In the car, Morales patted Rick's arm and said to him with a smile:

"Come down and meet everyone."

Rick pinched his brow in worry, unsure of where to look for his wife and children, and could only take things one step at a time.

“Amy…”

As soon as Andrea got out of the car, she saw her sister. She choked up and called out her sister's name. This trip was a true escape from death; she almost thought she would never come back.

"Andrea..."

Amy burst into tears and ran excitedly towards her sister.

"Thank goodness, you scared me to death..."

The two sisters hugged each other tightly. They already had a deep bond, and now that they were the only two left to depend on each other.

"dad......"

"dad......"

On the other side, Morales was also embracing his family.

Then the other people in the camp came up and greeted each other warmly.

Standing in the crowd, little Carl witnessed the touching scene of family reunion, and he couldn't help but think of his own father.

"Baby, come here."

Seeing that little Carl was in low spirits, Lori quickly pulled her son away.

When Sean saw Lori squatting on the ground comforting the sad little Carl, he knew that the little guy was being reminded of the past and that it was not appropriate for him to go over and disturb him for the time being.

He turned to Glenn and asked, "How did you escape?"

“A new guy helped us.”

"newcomer?"

"Yes, that madman ran into the city."

"Helicopter guy, say hello to everyone."

Morales turned and shouted something at the truck, then began to introduce it:

"Like you, that guy is a cop too."

Rick then got out of the truck, but he froze as soon as he stepped out.

When Sean saw that familiar face from his memory, his pupils dilated instantly, and he was completely stunned.

[Rick, it's Rick! Shouldn't he be dead in the hospital?]

Rick was even more incredulous when he saw acquaintances, and then his gaze fell on his wife and children not far away.

"...God help me."

Rick was so excited he couldn't speak for a moment, never expecting that his wife and children, whom he had been searching for so long, were in this camp.

Over there, Lori and Carl seemed to sense something and turned their heads, both seeing Rick walking towards them at the same time.

"Daddy...Daddy..."

Little Carl's eyes were filled with surprise, and he shouted as he ran towards his father.

"Karl."

Rick caught little Carl as he lunged at him, hugged him tightly, and tears streamed down his face.

After a while, he got up with his son in his arms and walked towards his wife, who seemed to be stunned.

"..."

Lori watched her husband walk towards her carrying their son, but her heart was filled with turmoil.

At this moment, her feelings were complex and difficult to understand; she felt shock, joy, guilt, fear, and anger...

But she immediately realized what was happening and went to meet them with tears in her eyes.

And so, Rick and his family of three embraced tightly, truly feeling each other's presence.

"..."

Everyone in the camp was marveling at the wonder of fate, especially the group that had gone into the city. They never expected that it would be such a coincidence that Rick's wife and children turned out to be Lori and her son.

Only Sean, standing blankly to one side, felt a little embarrassed, as well as somewhat lost and at a loss.

Because he had clearly confirmed at the hospital that Rick had no heartbeat.

He had no idea how Rick had come back to life and found this place.

When his eyes met Rick's grateful gaze, he could only manage a weak smile in response.

He seems to be in bigger trouble...

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...Atlanta, on the rooftop of a department store.

"That's right...you heard it too, bitch."

"If you're a real man, bring it on; otherwise, just accept your fate."

"You heard that too, you sissy bitch sergeant, you're not deaf."

"Go to hell with obeying orders and following commands, you son of a bitch."

Moor was somewhat dazed by the sun on the rooftop, and he tried to distract himself by reminiscing.

A man sat blankly by the water pipe, talking to himself. His right hand hung limply, and his wrist was raw and bloody from the handcuffs rubbing against it during his violent struggle.

"Hehehe... That's right, I said it exactly as I said it, and you heard it perfectly clearly."

Suddenly, Moore started laughing hysterically, as if he had thought of something funny.

"Then this idiot threw a punch and told you..."

"Hahaha...you should really look at his expression. I knocked out all his front teeth, haha...five front teeth..."

"Ping ping bang...like this..."

As Moore spoke, he clenched his left fist and gestured back and forth, as if he was still savoring the feeling of being punched so hard. Then his gaze gradually became somewhat unfocused.

"My God, this has resulted in me spending 16 months in prison."

"Those were truly, truly difficult times..."

"But honestly, just watching that bastard spit his teeth on the ground, it was absolutely worth it..."

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