Chapitre 83: Chapter 81 Seeing
I don't know how many times this has happened.
The gun ejected.
And this time, Carl was powerless to restore it.
In fact, if it is just a superficial restoration, it is possible, but it is meaningless.
The bullets are used up.
Hundreds of bullets among a real group of zombies are like pouring a few buckets of water in the desert.
It disappeared completely in an instant.
Maybe some traces will be left, but they will not last long.
Sean didn't have many bullets in his Desert Eagle and he used them up before Carl.
Carl put the Glock back into its holster and did not reach for the Eagle.
Because the armored vehicle is right in front of us, and there is hope for life.
With a horde of zombies behind him, death was still a step slow.
The group of zombies was still dozens of meters away from Carl, and Carl was also dozens of meters away from the armored vehicle.
Sean was a little further ahead.
At this distance, as long as there is no classic flat fall and as long as there is no force majeure, it can be said that hope is right in front of us.
Now his legs felt extremely heavy, his breathing was as heavy as a broken blower, and his body was about to stop uncontrollably. For Carl, just stopping and lying on the ground was a great enjoyment.
As for the group of corpses behind him, Carl's subconscious mind had almost forgotten about them. Carl's subconscious mind was telling him,
It's time to lie down.
"It's almost there, hold on! Carl."
Sean looked back at Carl with some concern.
This amount of exercise, coupled with the threat of zombies behind, keeps one's mind in a constant state of tension.
Sean knew that for an eleven-year-old, he should have reached his limit long ago.
Even if he was a few years older, he might not be able to hold on. This thing made Sean's own steps start to become heavy.
Although Sean was carrying a backpack, his physical fitness was definitely among the best except for some non-humans.
Even he felt tired, so Carl could imagine how tired he was.
Sean quickened his pace and began to run at his fastest speed.
Carl no longer had time to answer Sean. He just kept running with his head down, running mechanically.
Of course, the flashlight was always shining at Carl's feet. Carl would never allow himself to fall flat on his face at the last moment like those idiots in TV dramas.
"Buzz!"
Hearing the sound of the engine, Carl looked up and saw Sean was already in the car.
Carl finally breathed a sigh of relief, and with somewhat stiff steps he changed from running to walking.
The armored vehicle reversed and stopped beside Carl, and the door was opened.
"Young man, do you need a ride?"
"Damn it, Sean, give me a hand, my legs are weak."
The steps to get on the armored vehicle were very high, and Carl was finding it difficult to climb up now.
"certainly."
Sean leaned over from the driver's seat to the passenger seat and extended his hand to Carl.
"Bang!"
Karl slammed the car door hard, and his whole body collapsed directly into the seat.
"Pah, pah, pah! Pah…"
There was already a knocking sound behind the car body.
"Fasten your seat belts, young man. It's time to go."
Sean was not in a hurry. He lit a cigarette and took a few breaths slowly.
As long as the armored vehicle is not blocked by a large number of zombies, there will be no problem.
"To hell with the seatbelts, Sean, get me a bottle of water."
Karl slumped in his seat and said weakly.
"Yes, to hell with them too!"
Sean tossed Carl a bottle of water and started the armored vehicle.
There were already some zombies lying around the armored vehicle, and the zombies in front were completely sucked in and crushed into meat.
Carl picked up the water bottle, opened the cap with some effort and took a sip.
Why are my hands sore, and the wound on my left hand is hurting now.
But these are just minor issues, or just leave, that's enough.
"Sean, how long did it take us?"
Carl threw the water bottle at Sean.
Sean took the bottle of water, opened it with one hand, took a big sip, and then looked at his watch.
"It's past twelve. We left around seven."
"Five hours? I hope Glenn can hold on."
"He will. I believe him."
"Yeah, I believe that too."
Carl felt better, adjusted his sitting position slightly, sat himself up straight, and opened the car window a little.
"Sean, what do you feel?"
"What?"
"How do you feel these few hours, until now?"
"A lot, but right now, I can't think of a better way to describe it than the joy of surviving a catastrophe."
"Yes, indeed."
Karl nodded, with an unconcealable smile in the corners of his eyes.
There isn't much other meaning, it's just a laugh.
Sean turned his head and glanced at Karl, "What about you, Karl? How do you feel? Do you regret it?"
"I remember I said that I regretted it countless times at that time, but overall, looking back now, it seems that I don't regret it that much." Carl smiled.
"You only remember the food and not the beating. You have made it out alive, so of course you think it's nothing. If you didn't make it out alive, you would regret it, but it would be too late.
You really took too much risk this time. Even now, even though we have made it out alive, I still think you shouldn't have come."
"Hey, Sean, do you think I want to? Although it's exciting, I didn't expect to go through all this right now. It's because we don't have anyone to help. I'm worried about you being alone. Why should I come here?"
Sean was silent for a while before he said, "Thank you, Carl."
"You shouldn't talk to me about thanks."
"Indeed, but I still want to thank you. Also, you did a great job this time. You really helped me a lot."
"That's good to know. I told you, I'm not a burden."
"Of course you are not."
"Sean."
"What's wrong?"
"We are too short-handed. I need to talk to you after we return this time."
"What?"
"develop."
"develop?"
"You'll find out. Now, drive!"
…
Dale, behind the wire fence, paced back and forth with his hands clasped, looking a little uneasy.
Now there is only Dell, but there were actually many people just now.
But other people also have to do their own things, and at this point, sleeping is actually a thing.
As for Lori, she was persuaded to leave by Beth and Dale, and Sean and Carl didn't come back for several hours.
Loli was a little too sad, and the autumn night wind was really biting, so Loli couldn't stay outside any longer.
In fact, Dell shouldn't be staying outside at this time at such an old age.
But sometimes, the elderly are always particularly stubborn.
"Merciful Lord, please let Glenn wake up, let Sean and Carl come back, and if possible, let me see."
He held his hands together in prayer, and walking would not only make him feel uneasy, but also increase his body temperature so that he could face this untimely wind.
"drop!"
The blaring horn and the dazzling high beam.
at this time.
The sound of the whistle is so pleasant,
Although the high beam is still dazzling,
But the light of the Lord is always so bright that people cannot look directly at it.
This is as it should be, after all.
How can mortals see such dazzling brilliance?
Not only Dale, but other people on the farm also heard and saw it.
Dale murmured, "Merciful Lord, thank you for your mercy, I saw it."
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