Chapter 275 I'm sorry, I don't mean any harm, I just like to tell the truth

at dusk.

Claire's team arrives at a roadside hotel called the Desert Ship.

Carlos, who was in charge of the team's safety, immediately climbed onto the roof of the car and used a telescope to observe the situation inside the hotel. There was no movement in his sight.

However, during the years when the T virus was spreading, the survivors had already mastered a wealth of survival skills, and sometimes the quieter the time, the more cautious they had to be.

"Claire, do we need to go in and search it?"

Carlos picked up the walkie-talkie and asked for the opinion of the female captain Claire.

"You decide."

Claire was wearing sunglasses and leaning sideways against the car door, looking radiant.

A woman can form a convoy of survivors in the doomsday and have special operations forces members like Carlos as her subordinates. Of course, this not only depends on her personal ability, but personal charm is also a key factor.

She knows how to respect men, especially capable men.

"Claire, there are two zombies hiding in the hotel room, one male and one female. Tell Carlos and the others to be careful when they go in." If Cheng Long remembered correctly, the black man LJ was scratched by a zombie during this search operation, which implicated many people later.

LJ was afraid of death and concealed his injuries intentionally. Cheng Long certainly couldn't stand it, but since just mentioning it could change the plot, he didn't mind helping him.

"Carlos, there are zombies in the hotel room, one male and one female, please be careful."

After Claire finished reporting on the intercom, she turned back to look at Cheng Long and asked curiously, "Long, how did you know there were zombies in the room?"

"secret."

Cheng Long smiled slightly but did not explain.

Claire didn't dwell on it, but said with interest: "We are going to camp here next. Are you going to eat canned food for dinner, or...?"

"Why are you eating canned food? I'll cook noodles for you tonight."

Cheng Long could see what Claire was thinking at a glance. She just wanted him to give up some of the food to change the children's taste!

As he has tens of millions of survival supplies stored in his storage bar, he naturally won't be stingy.

He got out of the car immediately and found an open space.

The next moment, a huge monster 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 walked into the hotel.

"Long, you, you..." Claire was dumbfounded.

K-Matt was so surprised that he covered his mouth and was so excited that he couldn't speak. 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 are completely different concepts.

The former means Cheng Long can store a large amount of food, while the latter means he can get water bottle by bottle. No matter how much he gets, it is not as safe as a container.

The divine and demonic scene caused the entire place to fall into silence.

It wasn't until Cheng Long opened the door and brought out a set of stoves, two large tables, a bag of noodles, a box of eggs, and a pile of tomatoes that everyone gathered around like crazy.

"Claire, there are drinks, apples, and oranges in the containers. Go in and take out a few boxes and share them with everyone. I'll make some for you."

Cheng Long found a big pot, poured a lot of drinking water into it, and then started a fire.

Claire, who had obtained authorization, took Matt and Betty into the container. Looking at the dazzling array of reserve supplies inside, including piles of rice, flour, fruits and vegetables, the three women's faces were filled with joy.

"Claire, there's meat in the fridge, 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 watering with greed.

"Don't touch these, come and move the apples."

Claire did not have any bad thoughts just because there was a large amount of food and survival supplies stored in the container, because she did not want to offend a mysterious man like Cheng Long.

What's more, her intuition told her that the container of cargo in front of her might just be the tip of the iceberg.

Dragon's space equipment can hold one container, but it is possible to hold eight, ten, or even hundreds or thousands of them.

Seizing supplies is a very bad idea. What she should do most is to win over Cheng Long. As long as he stays in the convoy, they, the survivors, can get his protection.

As instructed, Claire took out two boxes of Coke and a box of apples, then closed the container and went aside to distribute them to the survivors in the convoy.

"Claire was able to resist any evil thoughts! Interesting!"

Cheng Long admired this blonde girl more and more.

However, no matter how much you appreciate it, the containers that store large amounts of supplies have to be put away first, otherwise there is no guarantee that someone will not sneak in to find food. The survivors are good and bad, and when resources are limited, everyone can abide by the rules, but when people are faced with large amounts of supplies, there is no guarantee that their true nature will not be exposed.

Just now, several people gave me fiery and strange looks.

One of them even quietly reached for the gun handle, which showed that the other party had already considered seizing the supplies.

But when he took away the container, these people quickly gathered themselves together.

……

the other side.

Claire gathered all the adults and children around her and said with a smile, "Come on, line up. Everyone has a Coke, and half an apple each..."

"Carlisle, there are so many apples in the box, everyone can have one, why do you only give us 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 the child up.

Although it is enjoyable to eat one at a time, half of it can also quench your thirst. Divide it into half today and half again tomorrow. Not only can you enjoy it twice, but you can also have something to look forward to.

"William, drink the Coke sparingly. Don't drink too much. You won't have enough stomach for noodles later."

"Jack, don't eat half of the apple and hide the other half. Be careful that someone will steal it. Now that Long has joined our team, our life will get better and better in the future."

Claire distributed Coke and apples to the children while giving them instructions, her face full of relief.

Although the container has been taken away by Cheng Long, it is precisely because of this that she feels at ease. If the container storing a large amount of supplies is placed randomly and allowed to attract survivors in the convoy, she would be worried.

After taking out a small amount of supplies, immediately putting away the container is a sign of prudence and will make people feel at ease.

Just as Claire was distributing supplies to the survivors, LJ, who entered the hotel to clean up the zombies, walked into a room carefully. When passing by the closet, a zombie in a police uniform suddenly jumped out from inside.

The zombie was agile and even though LJ was prepared, he was still knocked to the ground by it. Just as his neck was about to be bitten, Carlos, who heard the noise, arrived in time and shot the zombie's head off with his gun.

"Da da da……"

Gunfire rang out again.

It turned out that the female zombie hiding beside the bed was discovered and shot with a volley of bullets.

After confirming that there were no other zombies in the room, Carlos lowered the muzzle of his gun and looked at the black man LJ who pushed the zombie away and got up from the ground, "Why are you so careless? Are you hurt?"

"No, you arrived just in time."

LJ shook his head with lingering fear.

He was indeed not injured, but the gears of fate had already turned. When Carlos blew up the zombie's head, some red and white things fell into his mouth.

Even if LJ has already vomited these things out, there is still a high chance of being infected with the virus.

Carlos examined it for a while and saw that LJ indeed had no wounds on his body, so he didn't care. Those who could survive the doomsday when the T virus was raging were people with a certain degree of resistance. As long as they were not bitten by zombies, the risk of infection was not great.

……

Half an hour later, Matt, Carlos and dozens of other survivors lined up in a long line to receive the noodles cooked by Cheng Long.

Today, Cheng Long’s cooking skills are no less than Tang Niu’s. Even if he is cooking a big pot of rice, the noodles in the pot are still delicious and fragrant. Just smelling them can whet one’s appetite.

Tonight is undoubtedly the happiest and most joyful dinner for these survivors after the disaster.

Many adults couldn't help crying while eating.

The children were asking for noodles without paying any attention to the people around them.

About ten minutes later, after finishing her noodles, Claire found Cheng Long, who was sitting on the roof of an abandoned car looking at the stars, and said gratefully, "Long, thank you. The children are very happy tonight."

"how about you?"

"I am also very happy."

Claire climbed onto the roof of the car with a bottle of Coke in her hand, 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 ask for anything."

"Any?" Cheng Long raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, any request."

"Then I want you to be my slave, will you agree?"

"As long as you can provide food for everyone and keep the children alive and happy, I have no problem with that."

At this point, Claire changed the subject and said solemnly: "Not only me, but Matt and Betty are also fine. You can sleep with whoever you want to sleep with at night."

"does it worth?"

Cheng Long didn't quite understand Claire's behavior.

Although he is also a good person, he cannot be so selfless as to devote himself to a group of outsiders.

"It's mainly because you're handsome. If you were ugly, we would definitely not be willing to donate."

Claire said bluntly.

They have different criteria for judging ugly men and handsome men.

If Cheng Long, who was in control of a large amount of supplies, was an ugly guy, then she might have attacked and shot him before the container was taken away.

Of course, the possibility mentioned here is based on the premise that the other party clearly shows 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're sweaty and stinky right now, and I'm really not interested."

As soon as Cheng Long said this, Claire's face suddenly turned dark.

Some things cannot be realized until they are spoken, but once they are spoken, they will be exposed.

Now, not to mention that Cheng Long dislikes her, even she herself dislikes herself, smelling of sweat. No wonder when she sat down next to Cheng Long, he subconsciously moved his butt to the side.

"Long, although what you said is true, don't you know that some facts are very hurtful when spoken out?" Claire looked at Cheng Long with resentment.

The atmosphere just now was ready for a physical connection and for them to sweat profusely, but Cheng Long's words made her blush and she couldn't raise her head in front of him.

She really wants to hit someone!

"I'm sorry, I mean no harm, I just like to tell the truth."

Cheng Long didn't look down on Claire, he just really couldn't stand the smell of sweat.

For survivors of the doomsday, lack of water and food and body odor are inevitable.

If Claire, Matt and the others hadn't prepared a lot of clothes and changed them every now and then, the smell would definitely be worse than it is now.

In fact, Claire, Carlos and others were used to the smell and didn't notice anything. If they had to blame someone, they should blame Cheng Long's sensitive sense of smell. He was a newcomer and it was really hard for him to get used to the smell.

"I'm going back to the car to rest."

Claire walked away with a gloomy face.

She was too embarrassed to stay any longer, fearing she would lose control and beat someone up.

Long is good in every way except that he has a big mouth.

Return to the car.

Claire looked at K-Matt who was in the same car and couldn't help but reach out her hand.

"Do I smell bad?"

Matt sniffed and asked in confusion, "A little, but not very heavy. What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, go to sleep!"

Claire shook her head, too embarrassed to explain why.

I'm feeling low self-esteem right now!
We are both survivors of the doomsday, but he is a grown man, not only does he not smell of sweat, he even has a particularly pleasant scent. On the other hand, sometimes I don’t even care when my clothes get smelly, I don’t live a refined life at all.

Stab it!

Claire opened her backpack, pulled out a set of clean clothes and changed into them.

She was twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, which was the best time of life, but she had to shoulder the lives and deaths of dozens of people, and led them to struggle for survival among countless zombies.

For this reason, she even ignored the female instinct of loving beauty!
only……

The end of the world is coming, zombies are rampant, and everyone wants to survive.

Some people have completely lost their humanity and even eat humans.

Some people travel alone just to find a cure for this 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.

The night gradually turned colder. Cheng Long, who was sitting on the roof of an abandoned car, returned to the temporary base of the convoy, pitched a tent on the open ground, and went in alone.

The morning sun shines through the tent, and Cheng Long opens his eyes...

"Ah..." Matt, the girl in the jeep, screamed.

"Beep, beep, beep..." The alarm on the pickup truck was suddenly triggered, and Mickey, 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 to be seen.

Why did Matt scream?

Many people do not understand.

Suddenly Mikey's panicked voice came from the intercom, "Look out the window, look out the window! Crows, crows!"

Only then did everyone notice that the surrounding power lines, dead trees, and hotel eaves were covered with huge crows.

These crows did not make as much noise as usual. Instead, they all stood there quietly, staring at all the vehicles of Claire's team.

Soon everyone discovered the difference of these crows. Their bodies were the same as those of ordinary crows, but their eyes were grayish white.

It was a deathly gray color representing the undead, without a trace of light, but it made people feel the chilling murderous intent and the cold light.

(End of this chapter)