There is something wrong with my infinite flow teammates!

Not only do they look lame, they also seem naive, and in a world that is already in chaos, this naivety may be fatal.

They shared food, ammunition and supplies with strangers without hesitation, and even prepared drinks. If these novices met a "normal" armed survivor, they would be eaten up without leaving any residue. What's more, the women among them all looked like stunners! In addition, most of them looked like cowards who would go crazy if they were slightly stimulated. In this environment, this "rich" team composed of young people was definitely good news for those with bad intentions.

The world order has not completely collapsed yet, but it is collapsing at an accelerated pace. In fact, Bill lied yesterday. The US government has completely lost control of each state. The army is still fighting stubbornly in many places, and those city governments that have completely lost control have no energy to launch rescue operations. White Eagle City is one of them. Going to the military base in Grizzly City is just an absurd reason composed of the two words "hope".

Moreover, the origins of Kitahara Sora and his group were unknown, and even Kitahara Sora himself could not think of a better reason to convince Bill. After all, it was Sawaga Taisuke who answered the phone and exposed their location from the very beginning. The simple-minded idiot could no longer continue the lie when he said that so many of them were trapped in the city center.

So the exchange students and being trapped were just something Bei Yuankong said casually, and Bill and the others didn't need to believe it. Just tell them that we need to pass through with you, and don't ask anything else. Bill and the others didn't expose it. The natives of this world have much more information than we do. The more we talk, the more absurd it becomes, so we just talk nonsense and get it over with.

This is also the reason why Beiyuan Kong took the initiative to bring some of the hotel's drinks and the two packs of cigarettes. He must have tried to gain favor.

Bill was forced to stay here and wait for them. If they could leave, they would have left earlier. In fact, they could wait for two more days because the limited food did not allow them to travel long distances. Or, before they received the call from Sawano Taisuke, they had originally planned to venture into White Eagle City to look for supplies.

"To be honest, I wouldn't be surprised if you planned to kill us all last night, or take away our supplies and our cars at night."

Kitahara Sora's words made everyone except Yukinoshita Yuki look at Francesi beside Kitahara Sora in surprise and suspicion, with an expression of incomprehension. Ohga Taiyo even stood up.

"If you were Mr. Bill, what would you think of our situation yesterday?"

Yukinoshita put down the water cup, glanced at Hayato Hayama who had come to his senses and started to smile bitterly, and continued coldly: "A group of little kids with abundant supplies are immersed in the pain of losing their friends. They have lost more than half of their companions along the way and still can't cheer up and face reality. If it were you, would you be willing to take them on the road who might kill your companions at any time, Hayama-san?"

After saying that, Kitahara Sora gave Yukinoshita an admiring look. Yesterday, he had only briefly explained to her that she could take off her coat when sleeping, but she must wear a bulletproof vest and put the loaded gun where she could reach it. The girl just nodded in agreement at the time, and did not even show any doubt or want to ask questions. It is estimated that she had guessed everything last night, which was very good.

Her unconditional trust also made Kitahara Sora feel warm in his heart. In fact, Kitahara Sora also planned to talk to Hayama Hayato at that time, but he refused his request to rest in the same room, so the plan was abandoned.

"My dear little classmate, I'm sorry, but you are a good leader."

At this time, Bill's voice came from upstairs. He walked downstairs while buttoning his coat. He still looked like a kind old grandfather, smiling very gently.

"I'm not a leader." Kitahara Sora shook his head and denied, "We have come this far thanks to everyone's joint efforts."

Since Francis took the initiative to make things clear, everyone understood what Bill meant. They did not make the safest and most "correct" choice for them in this world, which was to say that they still decided to go with everyone. They couldn't guess what these students were thinking, and they didn't know whether the little group of kids had considered this situation.

Maybe they had no intention of leaving from the beginning, and speaking this out can be regarded as a kind of admonition and warning. The main characters of Left 4 Dead are the good guys.

"Oh, come on, Old Bill, actually your choice is terrible." Louis, who had been silent all this time, complained helplessly at this moment: "After all, you chose to be a hero." Although he was complaining, he was smiling. Louis usually laughed, but he would definitely obey Old Bill's decision.

"For the sake of cigarettes and whiskey, Louis." Bill couldn't help laughing. "I don't want to be a hero, I just don't want to be a villain. Besides, we have received their help."

"In fact, you didn't intend to abandon us, but scum and devils may live longer in this world, Mr. Bill."

Yukinoshita Yukino's voice drew Bill's gaze towards her. Looking at this calm and beautiful little girl, and then looking at Kitahara Sora who had already started to eat cookies silently, Bill suddenly laughed out loud: "You are also very good, girl, just like this kid."

"That is to say, we are unqualified in your eyes."

Hayato Hayama suddenly spoke with a wry smile, looking helpless.

"I'm sorry, we don't have a choice." Zoe used tongs to take the boiling water from the fireplace, poured it into the cup of instant coffee, stirred it, and handed it to Kitahara Karate. She looked up and smiled at Hayato Hayama: "Last night we did consider secretly taking away some of your supplies and borrowing your car... because your condition looked really bad."

"You may think so, but you won't take action."

Kitahara Sora took a sip of coffee, said something lightly, and continued to eat cookies.

Bill is a Vietnam War veteran with rich combat experience. He is honest and treats his comrades and friends like family. Although Francis is a gangster, he is very loyal and can sacrifice himself to save his companions. He is a man you can really trust. Louis is a top student, timid and optimistic, but he never fails at critical moments.

Zoe is a very opinionated feminist, a true feminist. Working as a journalist, she has seen the dark side of the world and has become more and more disgusted with evil. Her character, full of justice, is like Bruce Wayne.

So they would not do such a thing. This is also the reason why Kitahara Sora answered Francis's incoherent words. He was afraid because human nature could not stand the test. He did not want to be too defensive because of their personality and he was willing to believe them.

Even if the worst situation occurs, he can react immediately. After all, Bill and the others are just ordinary people. When they kick open his door, his arrow may have already been on the string. This is why Kitahara Sora told Yukinoshita Yukino to wear a bulletproof vest to sleep last night.

Even the noise made by Cheng Ge and the girl performing crosstalk in a deliberately low voice could wake him up from his deep sleep, not to mention that they would take action or drive away, so Kitahara Sora said that it was unnecessary.

But the reason for consideration is that although the tasks are arranged by the system, they are not just NPCs. If an unexpected situation occurs, the task may be interrupted, or the task objectives may be directly changed.

When Kitahara Sora said this, Bill looked at her deeply, then lit a cigar and put it in his mouth. He was reluctant to open the cigarette that Kitahara Sora gave him.

He took a long puff of his cigar, then couldn't help coughing violently. After a few seconds of calming down, he spoke again: "Even if we really drove away yesterday, we would have been caught up by you."

Bill looked out the window with a serious expression: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, guys. Let's pack up and get ready to go. I hope you can survive in this damn world."

The snow outside has stopped and the temperature has dropped below zero. After a night of accumulation, the new snow and the old snow have almost reached the knee level. In addition, there is only one road out of the city, which has been blocked for several kilometers by abandoned vehicles. The vehicles are now completely unusable, but everyone must start to act.

Go to the military base in Grizzly City, which is about 500 kilometers away.

walk.

Chapter 32: The Hard Road (Part 1)

The road was long and difficult. Everyone could still bear it at the beginning, but after just over 10 minutes, they began to feel a little tired. The rustling sound caused by the friction of the snow came to everyone's mind one after another. This sound actually sounded very pleasant, but no one was in the mood to appreciate it, or the situation was more serious than they had imagined.

Every time I took a step, lifted my legs and put them down again, it felt like I was stepping into a deep quagmire. The heat from my body melted the snow foam on my trouser legs, and the gaps between my ankles had already been filled with ice and snow, which then filled up again after melting inside my shoes.

The bone-chilling cold spread from the calves to the whole body. When the cold reached the extreme, it was no longer a cold touch. The whole leg felt like it was being mercilessly pierced by thousands of tiny needles.

Almost everyone's legs had lost the feeling, and while they were moving forward numbly, they had to concentrate on guarding against possible attacks from zombies buried under the snow at any time.

Each man had a travel backpack on his back, some of which were covered in blood...

It takes a normal person more than an hour to walk 5 kilometers at an average speed. Multiplying this by 100 times is the challenge we all face. In this environment, being able to walk 2 kilometers in an hour is actually very good.

In addition to the cars that were toppled and collided with each other on the road, the ground was not like the northern part of China. Due to the continuous driving of cars, there was actually not much snow in the middle of the road. It was just piled up on both sides of the road. But it was different in this world.

Maybe this journey will take several days, or even more than ten days. People may die during this journey, or maybe everyone will be wiped out on the way, but no one wants to stay in the hotel and wait for death. Everyone wants to survive.

In more than an hour, Beiyuan Kong has killed no less than a hundred zombies, some of which were staggering on the road and some were buried deep underground.

Except for Ito Makoto, almost all the boys in Kitahara Sora's team have had their physical fitness strengthened, and they appear to be slightly better than the others.

The blood vessels at the end of Nakain Yuka's feet had been frozen. After she took off her shoes and socks, she found that her feet were already red and purple, obviously frostbitten. At this moment, Makoto was a man for once, and took the initiative to carry her on his back and walked at the end of the team, which moved the girl to tears, but he himself was not much better.

However, when Hayato Hayama proposed to carry Miura Yumiko on his back, she smiled and refused. She seemed to have changed a lot since Yukinoshita talked to her last night. Miyamoto Rei and Hirano Toda supported each other. She didn't complain at all with tears in her eyes, but just gritted her teeth and persisted.

When Zoe fell for the third time, Bill, who was walking in front of the team, glanced at Kitahara Sora beside him and smiled for the first time in a long time.

"Little ones, you are braver than I thought. The journey ahead will be easier."

After leaving the jurisdiction of White Eagle City and crossing the highway fence, we entered the forest area. Due to the cover of trees, the snow on the forest ground was not as thick as on the flat road. It was just slightly level with the instep. The cold temperature froze the surface of the soil hard, so it was not muddy when we stepped on it.

"This is not a wise choice, Old Bill. We may all die on the way!"

Louis patted the snow off his legs. Although he was wearing thick clothes, his lips kept trembling.

"But we have no choice." Bill lit up his cigar, took a deep puff and continued, "It will be easier for us to walk along the road in the forest area. There won't be many zombies. There will be a small town in a few hours. We have to rest there today."

"How do you feel?" Kitahara Sora turned to look at Yukinoshita Yukino beside her. At this time, she was supporting the already struggling Miura Yumiko.

"I can still hold on." Yukinoshita nodded and looked into the depths of the forest, her eyes somewhat confused: "We have no way out, right?"

Yes, there is no way out.

Kitahara Sora also turned his head to take a look at the depths of the forest. This was completely different from what he had imagined. He could not use strategies to gain more convenience. The 'Lord God' would not allow us to stay in a 'comfortable' place for too long, nor would he allow us to complete the trial too easily. We could only move forward step by step according to the script He had designed, struggling hard to survive. He was pushing us into the abyss step by step.

Hayato Hayama walked over with a frown on his face, forcibly separated Miura Yumiko and Yukinoshita Yukino, and picked her up horizontally despite her objection. After struggling for a while, Miura Yumiko finally compromised. Hayato Hayama put her on the ground again, took off his backpack and let her put it on his back, then squatted down. Miura Yumiko also obediently lay on Hayama's back, hugged his neck tightly, and couldn't help crying, saying sorry over and over again.

Seeing this, Ohga Taiyo also came over and looked at Yukinoshita Yukino with a kind look. Before she started to speak, the latter shook her head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Ohga-san. I have already started to get used to it. It's not necessary."

"Well then, Kitahara-san will be in charge of being on guard against emergencies. If you need any help, just ask me."

Da He Taiyang was not at all embarrassed by being rejected. He smiled very generously and expressed his understanding.

Kitahara Sora saw it all. This guy has been trying to attract Yukino's attention since the moment he saw her, and now he has begun to openly try to win her favor. However, what is certain is that he must be attracted by Yukinoshita's beauty. It is not that easy to truly fall in love with someone. Perhaps in this kind of environment, there are always some idiots who still fantasize about saving the beauty and becoming an omnipotent superhero.

But the reality is, in this kind of environment, Yukinoshita may have thousands of thoughts, and she would never have the mind to consider the relationship between men and women. Even if I saved her life, I would not fantasize that she would develop feelings for me because of this. I would definitely be grateful, but I would never fall in love with her.

There is no such thing as love at first sight in this world. There is only the restlessness between the opposite sexes. To put it bluntly, it is like a turtle looking at a mung bean. After they make eye contact, they desire each other's body.

Yukinoshita herself probably saw this very clearly, so she kept politely refusing and tried her best to avoid interacting with him or even talking to him. Maybe Ohga Taiyo didn't know that Yukinoshita actually disliked him, but he definitely knew that the other party had no such thoughts about him, so he began to act in a clingy manner, hoping that his efforts could impress the goddess.

However, this guy has a violent gene inside. Although there were disgusting plots in the original work, we don’t know what the real situation is, so we can’t guarantee whether he will do anything outstanding after his sanity is gone.

Looking at the tall and handsome back of Ohga Taiyo, Kitahara Sora suddenly turned around and whispered in Chinese: "If you need anything, it's okay to ask me."

Yukinoshita Yukino looked up at Kitahara Sora, who was a head taller than her, then glanced at Ohga Taiyang not far ahead and then lowered her head. The cold wind blew her ponytail, ruffling her hair, and her face was red from the cold. Combined with her strong expression, she looked a little fragile in the cruel environment, like a cold plum blossom in December, yet so stubborn.

After a moment's silence, she gently opened her thin lips, which were slightly cracked due to dryness, and responded with a mosquito-like sound.

"Ah."

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After this little episode, everyone started to hurry on their way again. As the road conditions were good, the speed was much faster. However, at this time, all the girls except Yukinoshita Yukino were carried on the backs of strong men. Although Hirano Toda looked fat, after being strengthened, Miyamoto Rei's weight of over 100 pounds was no problem. She had the best figure among all the girls. It was possible that Hirano Toda was secretly happy. Even Zoe no longer insisted and lay obediently on France's shoulder.

After three breaks, everyone finally saw the outline of the town before nightfall.

The area here is not large, only 300 square kilometers. Although the place is small, due to its proximity to White Eagle City, it has basically all the facilities that a prosperous town should have. When the virus broke out, most people here evacuated safely. Although there were looting and smashing, there was no serious turmoil like in densely populated urban areas. In other words, although this town has many convenience stores, shopping malls and other public shopping places, there are actually not many supplies that can be collected.

After finding a villa with a small garden near the center of the town, everyone decided to stay there tonight.

Almost all American-style residential buildings have a fireplace in the lobby. As soon as Bill put his things down, he started to get busy.

He took the fire axe that Kitahara Sora and others brought from the hotel and chopped up the unused dining table and other furniture and threw them into the fireplace. He poured gasoline on it and struck a match and threw it in. After the flames rose, Zoe took off the small stainless steel pot tied to the straps of her backpack, filled a pot with clean white snow from outside the house, and put it on the fire to boil.

There are no signs of fighting or zombie invasion in this villa. The whole house is quite good for everyone except that it is in a messy state as if it had been robbed. There are also four bedrooms on the second floor where you can sleep directly after tidying them up.

Kitahara Sora went to the top compartment of the cloakroom in the second-floor bedroom and found two clean blankets and spread them on the floor. Then everyone sat around the fireplace and began to dry their shoes that had already been soaked.

"Excuse me, how long will we have to go?"

"At this rate, about fifteen days, if we're lucky."

Bill stuffed a biscuit into his mouth, took another sip of whiskey, and answered Ito Makoto's question vaguely: "After this town, there are villages or roadside hotels every few kilometers. This is good news. At least we don't need to spend the night outdoors."

"That's if you're lucky, mate."

Louis held a cigarette in his left hand and a bottle of whiskey in his right hand, and continued, "This requires that we do not encounter a group of zombies along the way, there cannot be fierce exchanges of fire, and no one can be injured..."

He looked around at everyone and smiled casually: "We also have to pray that our lovely ladies don't get sick."

Louis should be the topic terminator, or every time after he finishes speaking everyone doesn't know what to do next and falls into a strange silence, but he himself is not aware of it at all.

Because everyone knows the serious situation they are facing, but they are just unwilling to bring it up. Being bitten by a zombie is a death sentence, and trekking in the snow and ice is not only a matter of time for weak girls, but even strong men cannot guarantee that they will not get sick.

But this cannot be prevented, and you can only take your chances based on your personal constitution.

What if someone gets sick? Just like the many martyrs on Mount Everest every year, is it because their companions watched them die without helping? They watched the injured team members shout and cry for help, but they could only suppress the grief in their hearts and leave them, leaving them to die on the spot, turning into frozen corpses and becoming road signs.

The person who survives will be tormented by guilt and self-blame for the rest of his life. He will recall that desperate face and those miserable cries for countless nights. They will be a deep pain in his heart until he dies.

The situation everyone is facing is not much better...

Then, everyone began a long silence, and in the flames, only white mist was left rising from everyone's trouser legs and shoes.

After a long time, Ito Makoto stood up and picked up Nakain Tomoka, intending to carry her to the second floor and then find a container to soak her feet. After all, they had to travel tomorrow.

Kitahara Sora, Hirano Toda and Bill took their guns and planned to look for some useful things in the surrounding buildings before nightfall. Miyamoto Rei went upstairs and planned to clean up all the rooms.

Yukinoshita Yukino got up and went to the garden in front of the villa, staring at the gray sky in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking about.

In a blink of an eye, only Hayato Hayama and Yumiko Miura were left in front of the fireplace.

The atmosphere was very depressing. Everyone seemed to have something to do. In fact, if you want to do it, there will always be something to do. But Miura Yumiko didn't want to get up. She didn't understand why Hayama didn't go explore the surroundings with Bill and the others, but if she didn't understand, she didn't think about it. At this moment, she just wanted to stay with Hayama Hayato for a while, even if they didn't talk.

She suddenly wanted to hold Ye Shan's hand. She had gotten used to his strong arms during these days in this world, but her hand stopped halfway... She suddenly remembered Xiang's smiling face, Hayato's desperate roar, and how he pushed her away and rushed towards the witch regardless of everything...

After she retracted her arm, she felt a warmth wrapped around her palm. It was Hayato Hayama who took the initiative to hold her hand. Seeing him smile to her again as warmly as he did at school, Miura Yumiko suddenly felt strange. Because after Hayato woke up that night, she wanted to hug him and cry, but he pushed her away coldly. He said he was very tired.

I remember that the look he gave me was unprecedentedly cold, like a speck of dust. That icy gaze was like a cruel knife, cutting a piece of flesh in my heart and making it almost impossible for me to breathe.

I felt really guilty and regretful, but it was reasonable because I was the one who killed Xiang.

He never lost his temper and never looked at anyone with that kind of look. He was always a sunny, gentle and modest gentleman, and he treated everyone the same.

Yukinoshita told me that she killed the jockey, and that scumbag Junichiro Inoue almost killed her. She fused her core, strengthened her body, and did not rely on anyone.

She said she hoped we could put aside our prejudices and move on. She said she was reluctant to admit it, but she still didn't want to see herself die. She said, Hayato Hayama doesn't like you, stop deceiving yourself!

She said, if I don't give up, then I should try to live on my own, so that I can stay with Hayato longer and let him get to know me better. We need to rely on each other, not just one-sided demands. That night, Yukinoshita was very frank, and she seemed less annoying.

Yeah, Hayato doesn't like mine.

Miura Yumiko gently pulled her hand away, and in the puzzled look of Hayato Hayama, she spoke softly: "Hayato..."

"No more deaths, Yumiko!"

Hayato Hayama held her hand again and interrupted her with a decisive tone: "No, no more, someone will die!"

"Really?" Miura Yumiko laughed. She leaned gently into Hayato Hayama's arms, listening to the rhythmic rise and fall of his steady heartbeat. She uttered a coquettish whisper in her sleep: "I believe you, Hayato. No one will die again."

Even if it's fake, I just want to enjoy this beautiful moment. You didn't push me away anymore, but why can't I be happy? Hayato, do you have someone you like? Who is the person you like?

I'm... a little envious.

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