Crunch——

The RV was parked thirty meters away from the small building in the driving school.

Snap!

The jackal let go of the car door handle and jumped down from the side of the car.

While jumping down, he took off the assault rifle from his back, picked up the rifle and looked at the small building in front of him.

After the car stopped, Uncle San and Ant got out one after another.

After they came down, more than twenty people suddenly ran out of the house.

They held a variety of weapons in their hands, but most of them were cold weapons. One of the older men held a long blunderbuss. The length of the blunderbuss was one and a half meters, which was quite conspicuous.

The leader was a middle-aged man with long hair draped over his shoulders, looking eagerly at the third uncle and others who got out of the car.

But when they saw that Uncle San and others were holding automatic rifles in their hands, they were shocked. More importantly, they saw that Uncle San and others were wearing uniform explosion-proof suits, and they hesitated for a moment.

"Xiao Feng, are they holding real things in their hands? If they are holding real things, we are not even enough to make a meal for them." The old man holding a long blunderbuss next to him said.

The man at the head frowned and whispered: "It seems to be true, but they should not be from the government. The zombies have been out for so long, and the government has not appeared. They would have appeared a long time ago. They

It must be equipment stolen from somewhere."

Another person on the right asked with some fear: "Brother Feng, what should we do now? It...it's going to rain outside soon. If these people..."

There was a trace of determination in Brother Feng's eyes, and he said to everyone: "No matter what, first ask them what they want to do. The soldiers will come to cover up the water and the earth. If it doesn't work, we will fight with them. I am just running around in this kind of life."

I can't stand it anymore."

When everyone heard this, they felt the same way, and their eyes showed a look of death, and they looked directly at the third uncle and the others.

The third uncle looked at these people.

Although you know a person's face but not his heart, sometimes you can roughly judge a person's quality by looking at a person's state, appearance, and revealed temperament.

The third uncle looked at these people wearing rags and rags, with a look of horror on his face but he looked at people like him with great vigilance.

Among this group of people, there were men, women, and old people. They were all skinny and looked a little miserable.

After spending two seconds looking at it, the third uncle made a rough judgment in his mind. It seemed that these people were just a group of ordinary survivors, and he was not a murderous person...

Seeing how hostile they were, I thought for a few seconds, lowered the muzzle of the gun, and took a few steps forward.

He shouted to those people: "Is it convenient for me to stay overnight while passing by?"

When Ling Feng heard this, he felt a little relieved when he heard that these people were not specifically targeting people like him.

But the next second, he looked at his third uncle and the others with some vigilance.

After all, in this apocalyptic world, there are all kinds of monsters and monsters, and there are too many people who say something different than what they do.

How did he know if the person in front of him was lying to them?

The atmosphere froze for a moment, Ling Feng was still thinking about the credibility of what the third uncle said.

On the other side, Uncle San didn’t see their reply for a long time.

After thinking about it for a while, I seemed to understand something.

Then he walked back to the car and shouted to Lao Qin: "Bring me two kilograms of flour and biscuits and pay for the night."

When Lao Qin heard this, he was a little reluctant, but he still did as his third uncle said.

They carry more than one type of dry food, but bread is the most common.

Lao Qin wrapped ten pieces of bread with a piece of cloth. Usually, one or two pieces of bread would be enough for them.

Peanut oil, dried vegetables, and some minced meat are added to this pancake, and the rest is flour.

In order to save space, after extrusion in Erjiu's factory, this small piece of dough weighed two ounces.

This noodle cake has been specially processed so that there is almost no trace of moisture in the noodle cake. It has a long shelf life and can be carried for a long time.

It can be eaten dry, boiled in water to a paste, or roasted.

Lao Qin accurately threw the bag of noodles wrapped in it to his third uncle.

The third uncle took it casually, then turned his head and said to the survivors in front of him with what he thought was a friendly smile: "We don't live in vain, after all, you found this place first, and we have compensation. This bag of food

I’ll give it to you.”

After saying that, the third uncle threw the noodles in his hand towards them.

In the third uncle's concept, he never likes to bully the weak.

The package containing the noodles was accurately thrown in front of Ling Feng, and like a lotus blooming, the package spread out to reveal the noodles inside.

Gudu!

Looking at the noodles on the ground, a faint aroma of food came. A person behind Ling Feng swallowed his saliva while looking at the noodles on the ground.

Because the third uncle's movements were so fast, when the third uncle threw the noodles over, Ling Feng and the others didn't have time to make the movements they wanted to avoid.

Ling Feng just glanced at the noodle cake on the ground and stopped looking at it, his mind was thinking crazily.

Judging from the current situation, this group of people should not be simple. Judging from the action of the person on the left who just jumped over the wall and then got on the car, his skills are very good.

Then the firearms in the hands of these people are most likely real. If it is real and they also threw food over, it means that these people are not bad people.

It is very likely that I came here to take shelter from the rain.

After thinking this way, Ling Feng breathed an unnatural sigh of relief.

The four people in front of them put too much pressure on them, and they felt like they couldn't breathe.

Ling Feng coughed and said in a loud voice: "No problem, if you want to live there, you can. It's not easy to survive in the apocalypse."

After hearing what Ling Feng said, the third uncle nodded with a smile on his face.

He was actually a little worried, worried that these people were too stubborn and would force people like him to take action.

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The third uncle was not a talkative person and did not waste time communicating with each other.

After getting the reply from what seemed to be the leader, he spoke again: "We still have a few people who haven't arrived yet, but they are behind. Let me talk to you first."

Hearing this, Ling Feng said, "It's okay, but we must hurry up. The storm is coming soon. When the storm arrives, the zombies will come soon. By then, if the door is not closed, we will all die."

The third uncle smiled and said, "Don't worry."

Then he took out his walkie-talkie and contacted Li Yu: "Xiaoyu, we came in and reached a consensus with the survivors here. They make it convenient for us to stay here."

At this time, Li Yu and others were less than ten minutes' drive from the driving school.

Li Yu breathed a sigh of relief after hearing what his third uncle said.

"That's good, we can be there in ten minutes." Li Yu and his third uncle said.

"OK."

........

After the third uncle entered the driving school, he briefly took a look at the layout of the entire driving school. In this driving school, there is a four-story building, and there is a row of small rooms next to the building. These rooms only have one floor, with a total of seven

eight.

In addition, there is a men's and women's public toilet on the right.

The third uncle nodded slightly and said to Old Qin and Ant: "Old Qin, Ant, you go check the wall and fix any problems in time."

Ant and Lao Qin nodded, then picked up their rifles, each in one direction, and began to check.

In the distance, Ling Feng and others who had picked up the noodles were still looking at Uncle San and others downstairs.

"Brother Feng, why do I feel like these people are from the army? They are more energetic than anyone I have ever seen."

"It's possible, but we still have to stay alert. Have you forgotten? That old guy from the motorcycle gang, I heard he was also a member of the special forces."

When Ling Feng talked about the old man from the motorcycle gang, anger burst out uncontrollably in his eyes.

"However, since the apocalypse broke out, they are the most polite people I have ever seen." said a young man next to them.

"Don't eat the noodles they gave you for the time being. We'll wait and see." Ling Feng warned.

Boom!

Suddenly there was a burst of thunder in the sky.

It didn't rain, but the sound of thunder startled them.

They came out one after another and looked at the sky.

The sky was covered with dark clouds and the sun had long disappeared.

The wind became stronger and stronger, picking up the fallen leaves on the ground and flying higher and higher.

Dust filled the sky.

The strong wind blew through the broken windows, making a whistling sound.

Harsh and sharp.
To be continued...