Extreme germ phobia

Chapter 63: Sit tight
Woody was very experienced. He waited patiently until everyone had recovered before asking them to leave the basement.

A guy with a nose ring was already waiting in the villa.

His name was Matt, and Ouyang smelled a strong smell of spores on him.

Including Woody, the companions in the group all had a little spore smell on them, but the smell was very faint, which meant that they had just entered the germination stage.

Matt is different, at least he is also in the middle stage, but observing his words and actions, I didn't find anything special.

Woody exchanged a few words with Matt, and looked at Ouyang a few times in between, then returned to the basement, probably returning to the other side of the blockade line through the tunnel.

Then, a dozen people were divided into two groups and got on two cars respectively.

A car stopped shortly after leaving the villa and the people in the car were dismissed on the spot.

They are all customers who have only crossed one blockade line.

Six people, including Ou Yang, were in another car. Matt drove east, planning to find a place to stay and cross another blockade tomorrow night.

Ou Yang looked back at the villa area that was gradually moving away, feeling infinite emotion in his heart.

Is it that easy?
It is said that those who cannot do something will find it easy, but for the local tyrants here, the blockade line is an absolute joke!

More than half an hour later, the car stopped under a building with more than 30 floors, a very high-end business office building.

Led by Matt, everyone went up to the fourteenth floor and entered a small trading company that occupied a quarter of the floor.

"Just rest here, don't walk around, and wait for my notification!" Matt said and left, leaving only six people looking at each other.

Although these people are companions, they are complete strangers to each other. There is no basis for trust at all, and they are not at all at ease.

Ou Yang directly found an office with a sofa, locked the door first, then propped it up with a cabinet, and finally placed a high-heeled glass on it.

In a strange environment with strangers around, he didn't dare to be careless at all. He always held the Glock in his hand, but he didn't load it with bullets.

This thing makes a noise when you click it. It would be terrible if you moved your fingers in a dream.

He also thought about taking the opportunity to escape, but leaving meant that he had to find another way to cross other blockades. He had no way and it didn't matter. After thinking about it, he decided it would be better to wait a little longer.

At the same time, blockade line 29.

Woody, who had just returned home, suddenly heard the roar of an engine, as if a convoy was passing by.

He looked outside curiously, only to find a whole row of armored vehicles parked on the road. Dozens of fully armed people in protective suits jumped out of the vehicles and surrounded a man in a protective suit with Captain Smith written on his face as he walked towards them.

Woody's heart was pounding, and his first thought was that his plan to sneak across the blockade had been exposed.

Without thinking, he rushed out the back door immediately, but before he could rush out, the back door exploded with a bang, and Woody was blown backwards by the shock wave and fell to the ground with a bang.

Several people in protective suits rushed in with guns and pointed them at Woody, who was in excruciating pain.

"is it him?"

"it's him!"

"take away!"

The two guards dragged Woody to Captain Smith like a dead dog: "Report to the commander, the target has been reached!"

"Excellent!" The captain squatted in front of Woody and took out a photo and waved it. "Do you recognize it?"

Woody wanted to say he didn't know her, but his body nodded involuntarily.

A voice in his heart was screaming frantically: This is the US military, this is the US military, he has never heard of water torture, electric shock, Guantanamo and so on!
If the US military didn't have solid evidence, they would never find this place!

The captain smiled with satisfaction. "Excellent! Where is he?" Woody felt bitter and avoided the captain's gaze. "Yes, in the central area."

He was regretting it so much. Why had he been so foolish as to take such a disastrous order?
Central area?
The captain's smile faded. "Why is he in the central area?"

"From, through the tunnel!"

The captain narrowed his eyes. "Where is the tunnel? Where is he?"

Woody tremblingly revealed the location of the tunnel, but he could not reveal Ouyang's location no matter what. He only said that Matt took him away.

The captain's face turned black as the bottom of a pot. He turned and left: "Find the one with the nose ring right now, quickly!"

"Yes...what should we do with this person?"

"Get rid of it!" said the captain.

Although a large number of infected people have been found in every district of Brown Bear City, and the US military's blockade is in name only, the blockade must be implemented without fail unless the US Palace cancels the blockade order.

This man treated crossing the blockade as a business to make money, which was simply a slap in the face of the military. How could the captain let him go?
"No, no, no—" Woody screamed sharply, "He said his name was Yang and his destination was Chinatown. That's all I know. Let me go, let me go…"

boom--

The world is quiet.

All the pairs of eyes that were peeking at this place in the darkness shrank back, fearing that one more look would bring them into trouble.

He didn't know how long he had slept when he suddenly heard a crisp cracking sound. He woke up instantly, but found that the gun was no longer in his hand. He immediately pulled out the 43 rifle from his armpit and asked, "Who?"

"Me!" Matt's voice. "Let's go!"

Ou Yang put away his gun, found the Glock that had fallen on the ground, and ran out as quickly as possible.

The others had already gathered. Because their destinations were different, the six people split into four cars. Ouyang, Lao Mi named Hawk, and Matt were in one car, and the three of them continued on their journey.

It was already daybreak, and the streets were empty. Damaged vehicles were piled on both sides of the street, their deformed bodies covered with scratches, obviously having been pushed off the road by some violent means.

Occasionally, you can see a few people wandering around. Some are immersed in their own world, oblivious to the changes around them, while others rush over without hesitation after hearing the sound of the engine.

But they were too slow and could not catch up with anything except their exhaust.

Ou Yang instinctively tightened his grip on the gun.

He had some impression of this street. It seemed to be one of the most prosperous areas in the entire Brown Bear City, but now there was not a single person in sight except for the wandering zombies.

"Don't worry," Matt said. "They can't catch up."

He was indeed very experienced. Although he was not driving fast, he always managed to get rid of the zombies.

Perhaps because they were out of the busiest area, the number of vehicles ahead was dwindling, and Ou Yang gradually calmed down. "Can you tell me how to get through the next blockade?"

Matt glanced at Ou Yang and asked, "Are you trying to steal my business?"

"I'm just curious, I won't tell you." Ou Yang said.

"No big deal," Matt said. "I used to be a maintenance man for the subway. I know a way around the blockade."

Ou Yang was a little surprised: "The US military didn't block the subway station?"

"My route doesn't require a stop..." Matt was halfway through his words when several fully armed old men suddenly appeared in front of him. Matt's face suddenly changed, "Shutter, hold on tight!"

(End of this chapter)