Chapter 57 Man-made Accident
Facts have proven that once professionals who have been trained not to laugh easily are made to laugh, it is impossible to hold back.
"I'm afraid no one will accept you even if you're stupid enough to enter the factory," Lao Wang said. "Dad will introduce you to a good job. Pack your bags and go directly to the set of The Lord of the Rings tomorrow to be Gollum!"
This operation is more than just planting rice in other people's stomachs.
Li Cang's face was as sinking as water,
"Little Aunt"
"Huh? What's wrong? I'm not laughing." Qiao Shasha showed a calm expression in line with social expectations. "It's just a little lack of oxygen, right? The weather is too hot, maybe it's heat stroke."
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Motorcycles are flexible enough to adapt to harsh and narrow terrains that are beyond the reach of many four-wheeled vehicles, but they also have the obvious disadvantage of not being able to carry much.
Qiao Shasha was picking and choosing, and had to give up some temporarily. She packed the supplies into two parts and put them on both sides of the motorcycle.
In addition, Li Cang also carried a full plastic woven bag.
After waiting for a while, the riders each appeared with the supplies they had collected, with big smiles on their faces.
"Sister Shasha, there are more than a dozen barrels of diesel in the warehouse in the back yard. They are full. We have to drive that pickup truck out next time~"
"Look what this is! Haha, a big bag of vermicelli weighs twenty or thirty pounds. I bet the people who lived in that house must have moved from the north."
"You are all fucking cheating, I found nothing but a box of instant noodles and half a bag of rice"
"Huh? What flavor"
“Spicy pork bones.”
"I have five packs of spicy strips at home, how about you giving me two packs of instant noodles?"
"Okay~"
The motorcycle started again, Li Cang said curiously,
"So what about your, um, public-private partnership?"
Qiao Shasha’s muffled voice came from the helmet,
"Generally speaking, people living in our building assume that the entire island belongs to everyone and the resources belong to everyone, but the team members who go out to bring back supplies can keep a small part of them as rewards. It used to be one-fifth. From now on It started to drop to one tenth last week, and supplies are getting harder and harder to find. Other scattered survivors are not as disciplined as us, and a lot of things have been wasted.”
"For example, how many are they?"
Li Cang patted Qiao Shasha on the shoulder and pointed forward.
In the ruins, several pairs of men and women were uprooting radishes that had not yet grown up in a small vegetable patch. Green radishes as thick as a baby's arm were piled into small hills, but there was not even a three-wheeler around them.
Hearing the sound of the motorcycle engine, those people raised their heads and looked over, spitting bitterly.
There was helplessness in Qiao Shasha’s voice,
“This island is so big and has so many resources, and you know people are always picky eaters. Once there are more competitors, they would rather let the food rot in their own place than leave any bit to others. ”
"Why didn't they run away when they saw us?"
"My team mainly focuses on reconnaissance and collecting supplies, and does almost no other chores. The ones who like to take people back are teams four to nine. Their people are not very serious - there are several teams of people outside who are targeting us. It’s not clear how many people there are and what they do.”
"Oh" Li Cang said, "You guys are interesting, I said, hey, run, run, behind you, behind you!!"
Those people only saw Li Cang waving his hands and could not hear what he said at all.
"Bah, you are a pest!"
"A bunch of cannibalistic beasts!"
"What are you calling Nima?"
"Worse than animals. Ah, there are walking corpses!!"
Dozens of walking corpses emerged from behind the ruins.
The contemptuous shouts and curses instantly turned into screams, and several couples of men and women ran away desperately.
"Didi, drip!"
Several motorcycles sped up next to Qiao Shasha. A man in a black helmet who stuttered a little turned his head and looked like Qiao Shasha.
"S-Sister Sha? Let's, let's, let's help you."
The rider in the other car shouted,
"Help, help, help you, don't cause trouble, we have too much time to take care of ourselves." "Stutter, don't talk nonsense, we listen to Sister Sha!"
"Yes, yes, yes, but, she, she, I know her"
"Sister Sha?"
Qiao Shasha stared at the road ahead, her voice flat,
"We don't have enough people, so we need to speed up and go around."
Each vehicle was loaded with supplies and was extremely bloated. It was impossible for Qiao Shasha to risk her own life by stopping the vehicle to save a few unrelated outsiders.
The group of people were in the ruins on the side of the convoy, followed by a large number of zombies. There were no forks in this section of the road, and there were ruins on both sides. The road was covered with all kinds of messy obstacles. If the zombies rushed up after them, , the team can’t even think about it.
"Boom boom boom~"
The distance of 100 meters was just a matter of twisting the accelerator, and Qiao Shasha and four other motorcycles roared past.
The stuttering boy in the black helmet looked sideways and happened to see a pair of familiar eyes full of fear and expectation.
"Fuck me, my ex-girlfriend deserves to die!"
Little Stutter cursed in a low voice without any stuttering, but the strength in his hands unconsciously relaxed.
With his slowness, the speed of the motorcycles behind Little Stutter was naturally slowed down by him a lot.
Several teammates shouted,
"What are you doing stuttering?"
"Don't do anything stupid!"
"Let's go!"
The couple of men and women who were driven away by the zombies like dogs lost their homes saw no intention of stopping when they saw the only life-saving straw. The first few motorcycles passed by them and drove away. They suddenly became anxious and ran wildly while shouting,
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"Help, I beg you, help me! Help!"
"No, let us get in the car, help"
"Stop, stop, are you beasts? A group of beasts that will not save you!"
"Asshole!" A middle-aged man picked up a half-foot-long steel bar in desperation and threw it at the motorcycles behind him. "Stop! Do you still deserve to be human beings?!"
The steel bar crossed a distance of more than ten or twenty meters, bounced back on the ground, and just got caught in the little stuttering wheel.
Boom~
The front wheel of the motorcycle locked instantly, and Little Stutter and the motorcycle rolled in the air and fell out.
The people following behind panicked and braked, causing the motorcycle to slide sideways and crash into a ball.
The couple of men and women were also stunned for a moment, and then quickly realized,
"You deserve it, you deserve it!"
"God's eyes are open!"
"Quick, quick, motorcycle, grab their motorcycle
Little Stutter's leg was obviously broken, and his helmet rolled to one side. Under the helmet was a face of shame, remorse, anger, and blood.
"Quiet."
Quietly, stunned and sluggishly, he opened his mouth,
"I me."
Everything was so sudden that she couldn't understand the situation at all.
She was pushed by the young man behind her,
"Hey, isn't this our childhood sweetheart Jingjing's little stammer, how did he become a will-o'-the-wisp boy? He deserves it! Guys like you who harm your own people deserve to die!"
"Stop looking and get in the car quietly. How could your dad do it if it weren't for these scoundrels?"
There were dozens of walking corpses less than a hundred meters behind her. Jingjing was pulled away by the young man without any resistance.
"Something happened," Li Cang shouted in Qiao Shasha's ear, "Someone crashed behind him."
"There are rearview mirrors, I saw it." Qiao Shasha said.
"So, why don't you stop for a moment?"
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The motorcycle left a long black tire mark on the road and drifted.
Qiao Shasha threw off her helmet, frantically plucked her hair into a chicken coop, and screamed,
"Damn! Damn! Damn!"
"Did this little brat have shit in his head when he went out today?!"
(End of chapter)