Chapter 27

"Each hunt must be completed as the last one of my life!"

— — Ben Douglas

"How many times does a man have to look up to see the sky?

How many ears does a man need to have to hear the cries of the people?

How many lives would he have to sacrifice to know how many people would die?

The answer, my friend, is to float in the air.

"Floating in the air!"

A green leather car, a modified car, was on the fractured highway.

The steel fender with spikes all over the front of the car could easily pierce through a bear.

The middle axle of the tyre was clearly lengthened and welded with sharp spikes as sharp as a wolf's tooth.

They spin with the wheels, and they can grind up any drive of flesh and blood.

There was even a high-speed machine gun mounted on the skylight of the car, the chain of ammunition dangling from the chamber telling the story of the machine gun's performance.

Although it was not a new model, it could fire 200 rounds per minute, which was enough to threaten the mutated beasts and monsters.

The deafening music played on the car, and the '60s American country music, "Gone With the Wind," was a bit of a pleasure to travel alone.

However, as the music floated on the deserted highway, it revealed the silence of the wilderness.

It was afternoon, and the sun was scorching the earth.

The surface of the earth became a furnace. Far away, the rise of hot air caused the ground to distort.

On this quiet afternoon, when no living creature was willing to face the sun, it became the best time for travelers to travel.

In the wilderness, no matter how well-equipped they were, no one was willing to face groups of mutated beasts.

In addition to the driver, there were also a dozen or so passengers in the car.

There were men and women, including two children.

From their different colors and faces, it was clear that this was not a family trip. It was more like a group escape.

Because of the shabby clothes and the scrawny face, it was clear that their daily lives were only enough for them to eat and drink. They were far from being considered rich.

"Damn it, Teddy, if you don't turn that old record off."

Believe me, I will smash him for you! "

Unlike the driver, who was enjoying the music while shaking his head, there were obviously some people among the passengers who did not like the noisy music.

A big black man sitting on the back seat stood up, waved his fists and showed his white teeth as he shouted loudly.

Teddy, the driver.

Just a guy in his twenties, wearing a yellow checkered shirt and worn jeans.

He put the car in gear and said without looking back, "You can't enjoy the music quietly, Kyrian."

Man, Bob is a genius, this song is wonderful. "

"Kid, I'm not in the mood right now."

All I know is that if your shitty music brought in a living corpse or something, I think they'd be happy to dig out your heart and eat it and listen to some lousy music. "

The black man jeered, but his words drew approval from the others.

Teddy shook his head, muttered "A bunch of stupid people who don't know how to listen to music," and reached out to turn the record off.

"Buddy, at a time like this, don't mention living corpses, even the Corpse Wolves are unwilling to come out."

Why else do you think I picked the worst time of the day to travel? "

Teddy laughed and fished a crumpled cigarette out of his jacket pocket.

He put the cigarette to his mouth, then pulled his hand away and lit it, and then the bad smell of tobacco began to drift through the carriage.

The car continued on, the winding road seemingly endless.

The motorists were drowsy, and almost all the passengers in the cars were asleep.

In turbulent times, being able to sleep peacefully is also a luxury of happiness.

Because of the unmanned traffic, Teddy was driving fast, at about fifty kilometers per hour.

The road leading to Silver Tree City was fairly smooth, and there wouldn't be any unnecessary obstacles, so Teddy wasn't afraid of bumping into anything.

They came from a small settlement called Darl, on the edge of Z7.

The water in the settlement had recently dried up, and if they didn't leave now, they would all die of thirst.

As a result, the people in the residential area all left together. Hundreds of people got onto seven or eight of these modified cars and went to different places.

In this age, while not infected with the virus, and the body is not disabled, it can be accepted by other settlements or bases.

Except for the headquarters of a large base or company, it was impossible to take in a hundred or so outsiders at once, so Darl's men had to split up into several groups to try their luck.

Teddy and his team were going through Silver Tree City to a medium-sized residential area, a landmine 3000 kilometers away. That residential area occupied a corner of the city, and after many years of development, many of the city's facilities had been restored.

Teddy and the others hoped that Remutt would accept them, or the next colony would be far away.

There were more than a dozen people in the car, and there was no telling how many of them could survive until they were taken in from other places.

In the wilderness, life could wither at any time.

As he rounded a bend in the canyon, Teddy's eyes grew heavy with the hot air.

But that didn't stop Teddy from suddenly being on the road. Of course, the soldier and the hooded traveler didn't look like any monster.

As for living corpses very similar to humans, Teddy believed they didn't want to be seen in the sun.

The car slammed into the two travelers.

"Dammit!"

Teddy buzzed the horn and pressed hard on the brakes.

Lun Tai made a high-pitched noise as he hit the ground. However, the speeding car did not stop just because it stopped. Even though the brake system had been activated, the car still charged straight at the passersby.

Screaming and cursing filled the car, but Teddy was staring straight ahead through clenched teeth.

The car and the traveler approached quickly, and the man in military uniform threw himself at his companion.

The two of them rolled on the ground as they passed the car.

When the car finally stopped at the edge of the canyon wall, Teddy stopped, opened the door, and yelled at the two men, "Are you all right?"

The soldier who was patting his knees to help his companion up shook his head coldly.

However, Teddy and the others walked over with their companions.

It was only when they were close that Teddy realized what the soldier looked like.

He was a yellow man with a chiseled face with firm lines.

I don't know if my right eye was hurt. It was wearing a black eyepatch.

A strange creature was lying on the soldier's shoulder.

It was impossible to tell the head from the body. The round unidentified creature had a pair of zigzag ears.

It was perched on the soldier's shoulder, and the heat of the sun made the creature look limp.

The soldier's companion was a small woman, and Teddy couldn't help whistling as she rose and fell beneath the cloak.

Although the hat on the cloak hid the woman's face deeply, the blond hair hanging down from the brim gave the impression that she must be a beauty.

When they reached the car, the soldier asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "Are you going to Remutt?"

"Go, we were planning to go there."

Teddy nodded.

"Then please take us on a ride. I'll pay."

The soldier took his wallet out of his pocket and twenty dollars out of it.

Teddy's eyes lit up. Twenty dollars was no small sum. It was enough to keep the people in the car drinking clean water for three days.

Just as he wanted to agree, someone behind him objected, "I'm sorry, but we won't let an unknown person get on the train."

This was the first time the new book had been recommended. It was begging for red tickets, collecting them, asking for all kinds of support!

My friends, the slight movement of your fingertips is the motivation for me to move forward.