The next day.
Brian and Sarah, carrying their backpacks, left the lakeside cabin where they had stayed for so long.
Behind the fence, Angela and Barton waved their arms reluctantly, shouting goodbyes to the two.
Kenneth walked beside them, his eyes darting intentionally or unintentionally toward the assault rifle slung over Brian’s shoulder, a flash of greed crossing his eyes.
In fact, there was a Firearms shop in the town, but an explosion occurred there on the day the plague broke out, destroying all the Firearms and ammunition.
Had it not been for that, he wouldn’t have coveted the rifle in Brian’s hands.
“Heh, this guy really doesn’t have such good intentions.” Glancing sideways at Kenneth’s greedy expression, Brian sneered inwardly, knowing the other party definitely wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to seize his assault rifle.
But he didn’t expose him, only thinking to himself that he must give this guy a profound lesson later, to let him know the consequences of greed.
After walking for a while, the three passed the bridge piled high with corpses.
By now, the entire bridge had become a breeding ground for fungi.
The fungi used the corpses to sprout germs, growing lumpy fungal bodies that attached to the corpses and spread rapidly across the bridge, looking incredibly disgusting from a distance.
Arriving at the outskirts of the town.
Brian took a hand-drawn map of the town from his pocket; it was drawn with small squares, and each square was labeled with the category of the location in the town.
At this moment, most of the squares labeled Supermarket and dining on the map had red crosses marked with a red pen, indicating that these places were either already looted clean or destroyed by explosions during the disaster.
His finger moved continuously across the map as Brian said, “The town’s population wasn’t large to begin with, so there aren’t many Supermarkets and Convenience Stores.
Plus, the Survivors who are still alive must also be scavenging for supplies, so I’m afraid there isn’t much left inside.” His finger continued to move across the map, slowly stopping at an unknown area on the northern outskirts of the town.
He pondered for a moment and said, “I know there is a warehouse nearby that used to be used for storing building materials.
There is a small area specifically for storing food there.
We can go there to find what we need, and it just so happens that there is a road leading directly to Dallas from there.” “What?” Kenneth looked at the place Brian was pointing to with an ‘are you crazy’ look.
They were currently located on the southern outskirts of the town; to go to the north, they would have to cross the entire town.
He said dissatisfiedly, “Are you kidding?
Do you know how dangerous this is?
Besides, why would a place for storing building materials have food?
Brian, listen to me.
That Convenience Store we searched last time should still have some things left; it should be enough for you to eat.
It would be safer to return here and then go to Dallas.” But Brian shook his head and ruthlessly rejected Kenneth’s suggestion, saying, “No, we must go there.” “You!” Kenneth looked angrily at the annoying brat in front of him.
Although he really wanted that assault rifle, he didn’t want to lose his life because of it.
So he decided not to pretend anymore.
He had originally planned to let these two brats be porters for a while, and then rob them of their Firearms and food after they had collected the food, but now it seemed there was no need for that.
He directly raised his pistol and pointed it at Brian’s head, saying, “Brat, I don’t care if you’re really stupid or faking it.
I know you’re smart, and I’m afraid you must have guessed my intentions, which is why you said you wanted to go there.” “Starting so soon?” But who would have thought that Brian didn’t feel any fear; instead, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He raised his hands high and said, “I thought you would at least wait until we had collected the food before making a move.” “Cut the crap!” Looking at the fearless Brian in front of him, Kenneth suddenly felt a bit uneasy, but he looked at his pistol and immediately felt much more at ease.
Regardless of what fancy tricks you have, I’ll just shoot you, what are you pretending for here?
He revealed a cruel and ferocious smile and said, “Hand over your rifle.
You’d better not play any tricks.
Considering you helped me before, I can spare your lives…” As soon as he said “lives”, Kenneth suddenly realized there should be another person nearby.
There was no help for it because Sarah was a girl, and she usually acted very obediently and didn’t look like she had any fighting ability, so he subconsciously ignored her.
He suddenly looked towards where Sarah had been, only to find that she was no longer there.
He secretly said ‘oh no’ and was just about to pull the trigger to deal with Brian first when he suddenly heard a gust of wind behind him.
He only felt a pain in the back of his head and instantly lost consciousness.
As Kenneth fell to the ground with a thud, Brian gave a thumbs-up to Sarah, who was standing in front of him holding a wooden stick, desperately patting her chest with a nervous look on her face.
Sarah just smiled lightly, threw the wooden stick aside, kicked the unconscious man, and said, “I didn’t expect you to guess right.
This guy was really only focused on your gun and didn’t notice me at all.” But then she asked with some confusion, “Weren’t you afraid I would miss, and he would just shoot and kill us both?” “It’s okay.” Walking up to Kenneth, Brian bent down and picked up the pistol he was holding.
He ejected the magazine, gestured to Sarah, and said jokingly, “I had already removed the bullets from his pistol, so this action was purely to practice your courage, so you won’t be making a fuss when you encounter Infected in the future.” “I did not!” Sarah glared at Brian crossly, then asked, “Then how should we deal with this guy?” Brian pondered for a while, looked at Sarah seriously, and said, “My idea is for you to kill him.
We will definitely encounter this kind of thing often in the future, so now is just the right time for you to adapt in advance without any danger, but…” He turned his head, glanced in the direction of the lakeside cabin, and continued, “But he is Angela’s father.
If that child loses her father, I’m afraid it will be very difficult for her to continue surviving.
I know you have a pretty good relationship with her, so I won’t force you.
You decide what to do.” After speaking, Brian took a bullet from his pocket, loaded it into the magazine, pulled the slide back, put the pistol into Sarah’s hand, and then walked towards the town without looking back.
“I’ll wait for you at that hole in the entrance of the Bar.” Staring blankly at Brian’s receding figure, Sarah looked down at the gun in her hand and fell into silence for a moment, but then she took a deep breath, raised the pistol, and aimed it at Kenneth, who was lying on the ground.
“Bang!” …
Inside the town.
The scorching sun shone on the dilapidated streets.
In less than a week, this once bustling town had become completely dead silent.
Only scattered Infected were wandering on the streets.
Most of the Infected just stood blankly in place, knees bent, hands slightly covering their heads, as if they were fiercely struggling with something, appearing extremely painful.
Just then, two figures entered the town from the south.
They moved along the outskirts of the town where there were few Infected, and only stopped after the road ahead was blocked by collapsed houses.
“Let’s go, let’s rest in this house and see if we can get around later.” Looking at the blocked road ahead, Brian sighed and took Sarah into the yard of a neighboring house.
The door was not locked.
Inside, there was an Infected standing in place, struggling in pain.
Without thinking, Brian took out his dagger, snuck up behind it, and ended its suffering.
After resolving the threat, the two searched the house for usable items, and only then did they sit on the sofa in the living room to rest.
Leaning on the sofa, Sarah still couldn’t suppress her curiosity and asked, “I still don’t understand why we have to take such a big risk to find some food.
There are still so many houses here, it should be enough, right?” “Alright, let me show you.” Seeing Sarah’s curious little face, Brian couldn’t help but reach out and pinch it.
Then he took a note from his backpack, placed it in her hand, and said, “I saw this by accident in the town center last time.
You’ll understand once you take a look.” Curiously taking the note, Sarah looked at the content on it: …
Damn it, Morris, where the hell did you run off to?
Everything is a mess outside right now.
As soon as you see this note, hurry to the place where we hid last time, it’s at that Fair Steel Factory in the north.
I won’t wait for you too long.
If you get there and don’t see me, then I’m sorry, you’ll need to escape on your own.
I’ll leave you some supplies and a car.
Don’t worry, I’ve locked the car, no one will drive it away.
The password is 7736.
The car keys and supplies are all in the hidden compartment under the office desk.
Remember, don’t die!
Good luck, Ford …
“Alright, don’t get so excited.” Watching Sarah’s mouth gradually widen, Brian jokingly took the paper from her hand and put it back into his backpack.
Regaining her composure, Sarah looked at Brian in disbelief and said, “No wonder you dared to come out like this.
It turns out you had planned it all along.” “Are you talking nonsense?” Hearing her exclamation, Brian rolled his eyes, then also appeared curious as he leaned closer to Sarah and said, “I also really want to know what you did to that guy Kenneth.”