Chapter 275 I’m sorry, I don’t mean any harm, I just love telling the truth
Late afternoon.
Claire's team arrives at a roadside hotel called the Desert Boat.
Carlos, who was responsible for the safety of the team, immediately climbed onto the roof of the car and used binoculars to observe the situation inside the hotel. There was no movement in his sight.
However, during the years when the T-Virus spread and raged, the survivors have mastered a wealth of survival skills. Sometimes, the quieter they are, the less cautious they can be.
"Claire, do you need to go in and search again?"
Carlos picked up the walkie-talkie and asked the female captain Claire for her opinion.
"You make up your mind."
Claire wore sunglasses and stood sideways in front of the car door, looking heroic.
A woman can form a convoy of survivors in the apocalypse and make special operations force members like Carlos her subordinates. Of course, it depends not only on her personal ability, but also on her personality charm.
She knows how to respect men, especially capable men.
"Claire, there are two zombies hidden in the hotel room, one male and one female. Ask Carlos and the others to be careful when they go in." If Cheng Long remembers correctly, the black LJ was scratched by the zombies during this search operation. Many people were implicated.
LJ was afraid of death and deliberately concealed his injuries. Although Cheng Long couldn't stand it, he didn't mind helping others when the plot could change just by mentioning it.
"Carlos, there are zombies in the hotel room, a man and a woman, please be safe."
After Claire made the announcement through the intercom, she turned back to look at Cheng Long and asked curiously: "Long, how do you know there are zombies in the room?"
"Secret."
Cheng Long smiled slightly and did not explain.
Claire did not dwell on the matter, but said with great interest: "We are going to camp here next. Are you going to eat canned food for dinner, or...?"
"What can you eat? I'll cook noodles for you tonight."
Cheng Long could tell at a glance what Claire was thinking. Didn't he just want to spend some of the food on himself to give the children a change of taste?
With tens of millions of survival supplies stored in the storage column, he is naturally not stingy.
Dangji got out of the car and found an open space.
The next moment, a huge object fell from the sky and hit the ground with a thud, attracting the attention of everyone in the convoy, including Carlos and LJ who had already entered the hotel.
"Dragon, you, you..." Claire was stunned.
K-Matt even covered his mouth in surprise and was speechless with excitement. Taking out a container that obviously stored a large amount of food out of thin air, and grabbing a bottle of water out of thin air were not the same concept at all.
The former means that Cheng Long can store a large amount of food, while the latter means that no matter how much water is obtained, it is not as safe as a container.
The scene was so magical that the scene was completely silent.
Until Cheng Long opened the door and brought out a set of pots and stoves, two large tables, a bag of noodles, a plate of eggs, and a pile of tomatoes, everyone gathered around like crazy.
"Claire, there are drinks, apples and oranges in the container. You go in and move a few boxes out to share with everyone. I'll give them to you."
Cheng Long found a large pot, poured a large amount of drinking water into it, and then started burning it.
Claire, who had obtained the authorization, took Matt and Betty into the container and looked at the dazzling array of reserve materials inside, including piles of rice, flour, fruits and vegetables. The three women's faces were full of joy.
"Claire, there is meat in the refrigerator, and it's still cold..."
K-Matt walked to several double-door refrigerators placed side by side, looking at the beef, mutton, pork, chicken, duck and fish inside, his mouth watered with greed.
"Don't touch these, come here and move the apples."
Claire didn't think twice about the large amount of food and survival supplies stored in the container, because she didn't want to offend such a mysterious man like Cheng Long.
What's more, her intuition told her that the container of goods in front of her might just be the tip of the iceberg.
Dragon's space equipment can accommodate one container, and it is possible to accommodate ten, eight, or even hundreds or even thousands.
Seizing supplies was the last resort. What she should do most was actually win over Cheng Long. As long as he ensured that he stayed in the convoy, they survivors would be protected by him.
Following the instructions, Claire moved out two boxes of Coke and a box of apples, then took the initiative to close the container and went aside to distribute them to the survivors in the convoy.
"Claire can actually hold back her thoughts! It's interesting!"
Cheng Long admired this blond girl more and more.
But appreciation is appreciation. Containers storing a large amount of supplies must be put away first, otherwise there is no guarantee that no one will sneak in to find food. The survivors are mixed. When there are not many resources, everyone can abide by the rules, but when people face a large number of Materials, there is no guarantee that their true nature will not be exposed.
Just now, several people showed fiery and strange looks.
One of them even quietly touched the handle of the gun, which showed that the other party had already considered embezzling supplies.
But when he took away the container, these people quickly restrained themselves.
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other side.
Claire gathered all the adults and children around her and said with a smile: "Come on, come on, all lined up, everyone has a Coke, and half an apple..."
"Carlisle, there are so many apples in the box. We can each have one, so why are we only given half?" A greedy child couldn't help but question.
"So do you want to eat one at a time, or half today and half tomorrow?"
Claire's question instantly shut up the child.
Although it is very satisfying to eat one at a time, half of it can also quench your thirst. Share half today and half tomorrow. Not only can you enjoy it twice, but you can also have something to look forward to.
"William, save your Coke. Don't drink too much. You won't be able to eat noodles for a while."
"Jack, don't eat half the apple and hide the other half. Be careful of others stealing it. With dragons joining our team, our life will get better and better in the future."
Claire told the children while passing out cokes and apples, her brows filled with relief.
Although the container had been taken away by Cheng Long, it was precisely because of this that she felt at ease. If the container storing a large amount of supplies was placed randomly and allowed to attract survivors in the convoy, she would be worried.
After taking out a small amount of supplies, immediately taking away the container is a sign of stability and can make people feel at ease.
Just as Claire was distributing supplies to the survivors, LJ, who entered the hotel to clean up the zombies, carefully walked into a room. When passing by the closet, a zombie in police uniform suddenly jumped out from inside.
The zombie moved quickly. Even though LJ had taken precautions, he was still thrown to the ground and was about to be bitten on the neck. Carlos, who heard the noise, arrived in time and blew the zombie's head off with his gun.
"Da da da..."
Gunfire rang out again.
It turned out that the female zombie hiding next to the bed was discovered and took a bunch of bullets.
After confirming that there were no other zombies in the room, Carlos pressed the gun and looked at the black man LJ who pushed away the zombies and got up from the ground, "Why are you so careless? Are you injured?"
"No, you came in time."
LJ shook his head with lingering fear.
He was indeed not injured, but the gears of fate had turned. When Carlos blew the zombie's head off, something red and white fell into his mouth.
Even if LJ has vomited these things out, there is still a high chance of contracting the virus.
Carlos examined it for a while and saw that there were indeed no wounds on LJ's body, so he didn't care. People who can survive in the apocalypse where the T virus is raging are those who have a certain degree of resistance. As long as they are not bitten by zombies or infected The risk is not great.
……
Half an hour later. Matt, Carlos and dozens of other survivors lined up in a long line to receive the pasta cooked by Cheng Long.
Today, Cheng Long's cooking skills are no longer inferior to those of Tang Niu. Even if he is cooking a big pot of rice, the noodles in the pot are still full of color, flavor and flavor. Just one smell can whet your appetite.
Tonight was undoubtedly the happiest and happiest dinner for the survivors after the disaster.
Many adults shed tears uncontrollably while eating.
The children were grabbing noodles one by one as if no one else was watching.
About ten minutes later, after finishing her noodles, Claire found Cheng Long, who was sitting on the roof of an abandoned car watching the stars, and said gratefully: "Long, thank you, the children are very happy tonight."
"So, what about you?"
"I'm happy too."
Claire climbed to the roof of the car with a bottle of Coke, sat down next to Cheng Long, and said slowly: "Long, I hope to stay in the team. As long as you agree to stay, you can make any request."
"Any?" Cheng Long raised his eyebrows.
"Yes, any request."
"Then I want you to be my slave, and you agree?"
"As long as you can provide food for everyone and let the children live happily, I have no problem."
At this point, Claire changed the subject and said solemnly: "Not only me, but also Matt and Betty. You can sleep with whoever you want at night."
"Is it worth it?"
Cheng Long didn't quite understand Claire's approach.
Although he is also a good person, he cannot be so selfless and dedicate himself to a group of outsiders.
"The main thing is that you are handsome. If you are ugly, we will definitely not be willing to contribute."
Claire said bluntly.
They have different criteria for judging ugly men and handsome men.
If Cheng Long, who controlled a large amount of supplies, was an ugly person, she might have launched an attack and killed the opponent with one shot before the container was taken away.
Of course, the possibility mentioned here is based on the premise that the other party shows obvious bad intentions.
"You're very honest, but... if you want to sleep with me, you have to wait until I capture Umbrella's desert base. You smell like sweat now, and I really can't be interested."
As soon as Cheng Long said these words, Claire's face turned dark.
There are some things that you can’t even realize if you don’t say them, but once you say them, there’s nowhere to hide them.
Now let alone Cheng Long, she even disliked herself. She was stinking of sweat. No wonder when she sat down next to Cheng Long, the other party subconsciously moved his butt to the side.
"Long, although what you said is the truth, don't you know that some facts are hurtful when told?" Claire looked at Cheng Long with a look of resentment.
The atmosphere just now was heightened to the point where she could physically connect and sweat freely, but Cheng Long's words made her blush and couldn't hold her head up in front of the other party.
She really wants to hit someone!
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean any harm, I just love telling the truth."
It's not that Cheng Long looks down on Claire, he really can't bear the smell of sweat.
It is inevitable for survivors in the apocalypse to be short of water, food, and smelly of sweat.
If Claire, Matt and others hadn't prepared a lot of clothes and changed into them every now and then, the smell would definitely be worse than it is now.
In fact, Claire, Carlos and others were used to smelling it and didn't notice anything. The blame was that Cheng Long's sense of smell was too sensitive and it was a new arrival. It was really difficult to get used to this smell.
"I'm going back to the car to rest first."
Claire walked away with a dark face.
She really didn't have the nerve to stay any longer for fear of losing control and beating someone up.
Long is good at everything except he has a mouth.
Return to the car.
Claire looked at K-Matt who was in the same car and couldn't help but stretched out her hand.
"Do I smell very strong?"
Matt sniffed and asked doubtfully: "A little bit, but not very heavy. What's wrong?"
"Nothing, go to sleep!"
Claire shook her head, not embarrassed to explain why.
This makes you feel inferior!
They are both survivors of the apocalypse. He is a grown man. Not only does he not smell of sweat, but he also has a particularly pleasant smell. On the other hand, sometimes he doesn't even care if his clothes are dirty, and his life is not refined at all.
Stab!
Claire opened her backpack, took out a set of clean clothes and changed into them.
Twenty-six or seventeen years old is the best age in life, but she is responsible for the life and death of dozens of people, leading everyone to struggle to survive among countless zombies.
For this reason, she even ignored the female instinct of beauty!
Just...
The end of the world is coming, zombies are rampant, and everyone wants to survive.
Some people have completely lost their humanity and even feed on humans.
Some people go on the road alone, just to find the antidote to the world.
Someone picked up a gun and wanted to save more people.
Some people are still plotting and studying how to make the virus more ferocious and how to control the entire world.
As the night gradually turned colder, Cheng Long, who was sitting on the roof of the abandoned car, returned to the temporary camp of the convoy, pitched a tent in the open space, and got in alone.
The early morning sun shone through the tent, and Cheng Long opened his eyes quietly...
"Ah..." Matt, the girl on the jeep, screamed.
"Beep beep beep..." In the minivan, the alarm was suddenly triggered, and Mikey, who was sleeping, suddenly sat up from the narrow bed.
Matt's scream woke everyone up, and everyone looked out the car window in horror.
The hotel is still surrounded by low sand dunes and barren land, with no zombies in sight.
Why did Matt scream?
Many people don't understand.
Mikey's panicked voice suddenly came from the intercom, "Look out the window, look out the window! Crow, crow!"
Only then did everyone notice that the surrounding wires, dead trees, and hotel eaves were covered with huge crows.
These crows did not make any noise as usual. They all stood there quietly, staring at all the vehicles of Claire's team.
Soon everyone discovered the difference between these crows. Their body shape was the same as that of ordinary crows, but their eyes were gray-white.
It was a dead gray color that represented the undead. It had no brilliance, but made people feel the cold murderous intent and cold light.
(End of chapter)