Apocalypse: Starting from the Walking Dead, I Steal the Female Lead!
Chapter 56: Frantically Snatching Keys!
Crushing the Zombie Horde!
Less than half a meter away, that rotten face dripping with black blood and filled with sharp teeth pressed directly against Ling Feng's front.
"Damn!"
Ling Feng cursed in a low voice, his right hand sinking downward reflexively.
The military dagger he had just swiped from the uniformed zombie had already been drawn out, his arm muscles suddenly bulging as the blade thrust upward from bottom to top, extremely precisely stabbing straight into the zombie's chin.
The tip of the blade pierced through the upper jaw, heading straight into the brain.
Ling Feng gripped the hilt and forcefully twisted, taking the momentum to yank it violently outward.
A large gush of thick, pitch-black, foul-smelling brain matter mixed with blood sprayed out, splattering all over the leather seat of the driver's seat; that officer zombie didn't even let out a complete roar before its entire body lurched forward, with more than half of its body hanging outside the car door.
The movement was too fast, but the sound and smell generated by this commotion still completely shattered the previously extremely oppressive calm.
This was the center of the square where thousands of monsters gathered.
The dozen or so zombies closest to this humveeimmediately sensed that something was wrong; the heat of the living human and the fresh smell of blood overpowered the stench of rotting flesh previously smeared on their bodies.
They uniformly turned their half-missing heads, emitting an ugly, broken-bellows-like hiss in their throats, and frantically lunged straight toward this side.
"Get in the car quickly!"
Ling Feng turned his head and shouted fiercely.
Andrea, who was standing nearby and had long been scared to the point of weak legs, gave a start.
Completely relying on instinct, she pulled open the thick bulletproof door of the humvee's backseat, scrambled and tumbled in, curling up on the floor mat and shivering.
It was just a matter of these one or two seconds.
A gust of foul wind struck from behind.
A bald zombie of huge stature had already opened its arms, and its black-spotted nails were only a few centimeters away from the back of Ling Feng's neck.
Without even turning his head, Ling Feng used his right leg as an axis and violently spun his entire body half a circle.
With terrifying force in his kick, he struck right in the center of that zombie's chest. The crisp sound of breaking ribs was very clear; that big fellow was kicked flying two or three meters away, knocking over two monsters that were following closely behind to lunge forward.
Taking advantage of the recoil from this kick, Ling Fengused his left hand to grab the collar of the thoroughly dead officer zombie on the car door.
He pulled back violently with force.
Pulling that body weighing over a hundred pounds directly to the ground.
Ling Feng lowered his body and nimbly slid into the driver's seat with extreme agility.
"Bang!"
The heavy metal car door was forcefully pulled shut by him, and the latch locked tightly.
At the very instant the car door closed, the group of monsters around had completely swarmed over.
The seven or eight zombies at the very front slammed heavily against the bulletproof glass.
Followed by a dozen, twenty-something.
The heavy military humvee began to sway from side to side along with the violent pushing and bumping.
The special bulletproof glass was scratched by those pitch-black claws, making a creaking sound. Outside were dense packs of faces distorted by an extreme craving for flesh and blood.
Sitting in the driver's seat, Ling Feng reached out to feel for the ignition hole underneath the steering wheel.
His fingers felt nothing.
There was nothing inside.
No key.
"Damn it."
Ling Feng cursed, clenching his back teeth, his vision sweeping downward through the car window glass smeared with black bloodstains.
Outside on the ground.
The officer's corpse that he had just pulled out was lying flat on its back right next to the left front wheel.
On that black tactical belt hung a long string of car keys tied with a metal tag, glittering brightly.
The key was right outside!
But at this moment, there were at least dozens of starving monsters crowded around the car.
Andrea, sitting in the back row, hugged her head tightly with both hands, looking at the overlapping piles of zombies outside the window, her voice trembling completely out of tune.
"What should we do? Ling! This car can't be started!"
Andrea was almost on the verge of breakdown, "We're going to die here..."
Ling Feng couldn't be bothered to reply to her.
This woman's psychological fortitude was still a bit lacking after all.
His brain was spinning extremely fast.
That bullshit plot in movies where one violently tears open the guard plate under the steering wheel, casually pulls out two red and blue wires and touches them together to start a car, that was just fooling laymen.
The electronic anti-theft system of this kind of military off-road vehicle was extremely complicated; without the original matching key, it was simply impossible to get it started.
Aside from finding a way to get that string of keys back, there was no other way.
The pushing force of the zombies was getting stronger and stronger, and even this armored monster weighing several tons had a faint tendency of being overturned.
"Lock all the rear doors from the inside, squat down honestly and don't make a sound."
Ling Feng gave the order without looking back, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.
Although Andrea was scared to death, her survival instinct made her fluster and press the locking buttons on both sides.
Ling Feng didn't open the car door directly; that was purely courting death.
His left hand rested on the center console button of the door panel, and he pressed the window lowering button on the main driver's side.
The humming sound of the motor rang out.
The bulletproof glass slowly retreated downwards.
Ten centimeters.
Just enough width for an arm to reach out.
Ling Feng immediately released the button.
The group of zombies outside smelled the scent of the living human leaking through the gap and went completely crazy.
Countless darkened fingers frantically reached into the gap, and those mouths full of yellow teeth even wanted to forcefully squeeze in to bite.
The intense, fishy stench instantly filled the entire carriage.
"What are you opening the window for!"
Andrea screamed out.
Ling Feng didn't answer.
With a backhand motion, he drew out the military dagger he had just obtained.
His right hand firmly gripped the hilt, while his left hand grabbed a section of the zombie's arm that had reached in the deepest.
With a swift flash of the blade.
Along that ten-centimeter gap, Ling Feng fiercely thrust the tip of the knife toward the eye sockets and chins of the group of zombies outside the car.
"Squelch!"
Black blood surged wildly along the groove of the blade.
The closest zombie was directly stabbed through the temple, the ugly roar in its throat abruptly cut off, and its heavy body slid down along the car door.
With this fall, it directly crashed right beside the officer's corpse lying on the ground.
Ling Feng's movements didn't stop.
Pull out the blade, and stab again.
Slash left, stab right.
The entire process was neat and decisive to the extreme, without any redundant fancy moves.
The precise judgment and abnormal muscular explosive power brought by the Intermediate Combat Skill were vividly displayed at this moment.
Within a few seconds, Ling Feng continuously stabbed seven or eight times outside the gap.
With every knife stroke down, a piece of rotting meat outside was bound to collapse and fall.
In less than half a minute, five or six zombie corpses had already fallen outside the car door on the left side of the driver's seat.
These crisscrossed corpses piled on top of each other, very coincidentally forming a meat wall more than half a meter high directly beneath the car door.
Because the zombies in the back had no minds and only knew how to blindly push forward, their legs happened to be tripped by this pile of corpses.
The brief pushing and shoving caused the pressure on the front left to suddenly ease up.
Right now!
Ling Feng's left hand decisively pressed the window-raising button.
The bulletproof glass quickly moved upward to seal the gap.
At the final second when the glass closed, Ling Feng's right foot slammed hard onto the stress point below the main driver's door.
His left hand grasped the car door switch and pushed it outward with force.
The heavy bulletproof car door slammed open with a "bang" against the two zombies that had just lunged up outside.
Without any pause, Ling Feng thrust more than half of his body directly out of the carriage.
He was in a state of extreme imbalance and suspension, relying entirely on his waist strength to hold on tightly so as not to fall down.
That thick palm went straight for the tactical belt on the ground.
The zombies on both sides had already reacted.
A female zombie with half a broken arm opened its mouth, its full mouth of black teeth less than two inches away from Ling Feng's scalp, and viscous saliva dripped directly onto his shoulder.
Ling Feng ignored the threat above his head.
His five fingers gripped tightly onto the metal hanging ring of that string of keys.
The veins on his arm instantly bulged, and he let out a low roar.
He forcefully snapped the nylon connection buckle on the belt.
"Get lost!"
Taking advantage of the momentum, Ling Feng swung the bloody dagger in his hand upward, directly slicing open the female zombie's windpipe.
Leveraging the inertia of the knife swing, his upper body quickly shrunk back into the car.
His left hand pulled the car door back.
Bang!
Completely closed.
Several pursuing hands slapped heavily against the freshly closed glass, leaving behind a shocking patch of bloodstains.
The car door locked.
Ling Feng let out a long breath of hot air carrying the smell of sweat.
Even if he had been 0.5 seconds slower just now, he would have been dragged out by this group of monsters outside to be torn apart and eaten.
Andrea, sitting in the back row, witnessed this extremely crazy scene with her own eyes.
Covering her mouth, her heart beating so fast it felt like it was going to crash out of her chest, her entire back was soaked through with cold sweat.
This man didn't know what fear was at all; he was completely a thorough desperado.
Without any nonsense, Ling Feng picked out the thickest and longest key from the ones in his hand and plugged it directly into the ignition hole.
He turned it down fiercely.
Click, click, click——Boom!
The V8 turbocharged diesel engine, which had been stalled for nearly half a month, erupted into a deafening, violent roar.
This sound was steady and powerful, carrying the dominance to crush everything.
The instrument panel on the center console instantly lit up.
Ling Feng's vision swept past quickly.
The fuel gauge indicator stopped at the full scale on the far right.
Water temperature normal.
Perfect.
This car belonged to fully-stocked combat-ready supplies.
"Hold on tight."
Ling Feng gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, stepped hard on the clutch with his left foot, and slapped the gear stick into forward gear with his right hand.
Accompanied by his right foot slamming the accelerator all the way to the bottom.
The seven or eight-ton military humvee exerted force on all four wheels simultaneously, and its wide off-road tires frantically rubbed against the asphalt road full of bullet casings, emitting a piercing screech and a large amount of white smoke.
The humvee transformed into a maddened steel beast.
Crashing directly into the dozen or so zombies blocking the way right ahead.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Scalp-numbing sounds of flesh and bones shattering rang out one after another.
Those flesh-and-blood bodies were as fragile as bean curd dregs in front of this thick crash-proof bumper.
Several zombies were directly swept into the chassis, the carriage jolted upward violently, and the tires ruthlessly crushed their bones and internal organs.
Ling Feng turned the steering wheel, and the humveecrushed out a passage stained with rotting meat and black blood, breaking through the center of the square completely surrounded by thousands of zombies like a bamboo being split.
There was only the manic roar of the engine left in his ears.
Andrea collapsed in the back seat, panting heavily, watching the group of zombies gradually left behind at the rear of the car.
She felt that all the thrills she had experienced in her life added up were not as exciting as those ten minutes just now.
They had survived.
Not only did they survive, but they also got this invincible top-tier vehicle.
Just as Andrea was about to open her mouth to say something to calm her emotions.
Ling Feng in the driver's seat suddenly spun the steering wheel, and the tires scraped out a harsh drifting sound at the intersection.
The humvee did not head toward the safe route out of the city, but instead forcefully made a large detour along a side street next to it.
The front of the car was aimed directly at the other side of the square's edge just now.
There, parked was a heavy troop transport truck covered with military canvas.
"What are you doing!"
Andrea almost tumbled down from her seat, her voice completely cracking.
Ling Feng controlled the steering wheel with one hand, and his other hand pulled out half a pack of marlboro from the storage compartment, casually lighting one.
Smoke diffused through the blood-tainted carriage.
He turned his head and looked at Andrea in the back row who was on the verge of breakdown, smiling extremely wantonly.
"Since we came out, we can't make the trip in vain. Isn't there still a big guy over there?"
Chapter 57: Heavy Truck Acquired, Getting It for Free!
The humvee crushed over shattered bones and flesh, breaking out of the zombie encirclement.
The violent engine roar gradually subsided a few streets away.
Finally, the car stopped steadily in the shadow of a crossroad.
Andrea in the back seat collapsed entirely onto the floor mat.
Her lungs were filled with wave after wave of gasping breaths.
Ling Feng slammed his foot down on the brakes.
He slapped the gear shift into neutral.
"Come over here."
Ling Feng pushed open the bulletproof car door and jumped straight out of the vehicle.
"Sit in the driver's seat."
Andrea was still shivering all over.
"Where are you going?"
Andrea scrambled clumsily into the front seat.
Her hands gripped the steering wheel tightly.
"There is still a truck we haven't brought out yet."
Ling Feng pulled out the glock pistol from his tactical thigh holster to check the magazine.
"You're crazy!"
Andrea's voice was so sharp that it cracked directly.
Thousands of monsters were just two or three blocks away.
This man actually intended to make a return strike.
"Be careful..." Knowing she couldn't persuade this mad dog at all, Andrea could only force out those words.
Ling Feng couldn't even be bothered to reply with nonsense; he waved his right hand casually in mid-air and plunged headfirst into a narrow, dim alley nearby.
The alley was filled with the stench of fermented and spoiled garbage. Not even half a minute after he crawled in, the commotion on the main road outside began to become extremely terrifying.
The group of zombies lured away by the humvee engine were frantically chasing blindly along the scent and sound.
The sound of footsteps intertwined, feeling simply like a torrential downpour slamming fiercely against the asphalt road.
Ling Feng pressed tightly against the oil-stained red brick wall.
This wall blocked all line of sight.
Occasionally, one or two zombies stepped into the air and slammed heavily onto the trash cans at the alley entrance, making a harsh sheet metal crashing sound.
Ling Feng held the military dagger in reverse with his left hand, aimed his gun with his right, and suppressed his breathing frequency to the extreme limit.
If he ran out now,
those thousands of mouths could definitely chew him down to not even bones left within a second.
He waited patiently, for ten minutes or even longer.
The footsteps on the main road gradually pulled apart in distance.
That nerve-wracking oppression finally dissipated by more than half, and those brainless things were completely lured to another elevated approach bridge by the remaining roar of the humvee.
Ling Feng poked half his body out of the alley; the outer periphery of the plaza was already largely empty.
The originally dense sea of monsters had its moisture drained, leaving only seven or eight inconvenient-limbed zombies spinning around there.
Ling Feng did not hesitate at all.
He strode across two mutilated corpses that had just died not long ago, heading straight for the heavy troop transport truck parked inside the roadblocks.
The off-road chassis was ridiculously high, and the front of the car was completely wrapped in bulletproof steel plates.
Ling Feng stepped on the foot pedal and yanked open the heavy metal car door.
The spacious driver's cab was clean, without a single trace of dried black blood.
His gaze locked directly onto the steering wheel; a set of car keys hanging with metal ID tags were plugged right into the ignition hole.
His luck was good to the extreme.
When the military retreated, they must have been extremely panicked, even saving the few seconds it took to pull out the keys.
Ling Feng was not in a hurry to ignite the engine.
This was a large truck loaded with soldiers.
The canvas truck bed in the back was definitely a blind box.
If dozens of monsters wearing military uniforms were locked inside,
once the car moved, they would all be having a party in the back. Ling Feng nimbly vaulted down from the front of the car and quickly walked around to the side and rear of the truck bed.
With one hand, he grabbed the hem of the military green rainproof canvas and abruptly lifted it upward, his entire body nimbly sidestepping to the side.
The glock muzzle instantly aimed at the depths of the truck bed.
Inside the carriage, aside from the pungent rubber smell and heat wave,
there was nothing at all.
Two rows of iron benches leaned against both sides intact, and Ling Feng finally set his mind at ease.
He turned around, climbed into the cab once more, and turned the car key.
Boom——!
The huge diesel engine erupted into a wild roar amidst a tremor.
The heavy gear shift was pushed directly into forward gear by Ling Feng.
Stepping on the accelerator under his foot,
the truck directly crushed over two zombies that approached upon hearing the sound, and even the bump was extremely slight.
Directly pressing them into two pools of black water on the ground.
At the side street intersection.
Andrea sat inside the humvee.
Her eyes stared fixedly at the rearview mirror, terrified that something would pounce over.
A rumbling engine sound came from ahead.
That huge military green heavy truck appeared in view.
Ling Feng parked the truck steadily next to the humveeand lowered the car window glass, "What are you spacing out for?"
"Follow behind."
The two military big guys, one in front and one behind,
along the road they came by,
drove directly back to the place where the off-road vehicle was originally parked.
In the building shadow behind the newsstand,
Andrea pushed open the car door and jumped down, looking at the humvee she had driven over, and then looking at the mountain-like heavy truck next to it.
Finally resting her gaze on the off-road vehicle loaded with solar panels, Andrea rubbed her throbbing temples.
"Ling Feng." Andrea's tone revealed a deep sense of helplessness.
"Your brain is definitely not normal."
"What is it again?"
Ling Feng jumped down from the pedal and clapped his hands.
"Three cars."
Andrea extended three fingers and waved them in front of Ling Feng.
"There are only two people here who know how to drive."
This was an extremely simple arithmetic problem: one person drives one car, leaving one car over—how to get it back?
Ling Feng chuckled softly, walked directly in front of the humvee, and kicked its sturdy front bumper.
"Drive this car into the abandoned repair shop on the street next to us."
Ling Feng gave instructions.
"Just find a couple of broken pieces of sheet metal to block the entrance."
Andrea was stunned.
"Leave it right here?"
"It's not going to run away if placed here."
Ling Feng spoke as a matter of course.
"When we come into town next time, just come and drive it back to the Camp, wouldn't that be fine?"
"Today, let's take away the other two that can haul cargo first."
Andrea found that she simply could not refute this simple and brutal bandit logic.
She could only point at the off-road vehicle and the truck.
"Then you drive the big truck and I drive your off-road vehicle?"
"Right."
Ling Feng nodded.
"The off-road vehicle has photovoltaic panels tied to its roof and the trunk is full of medicine."
"These things absolutely cannot be thrown away."
Thinking of the huge truck size just now,
"Even I might not be able to fully control this kind of military heavy truck." Andrea really couldn't help saying.
"You bring it back to the Quarry."
"When we really encounter a time to run for our lives urgently, who in the Camp can drive it?"
This wasn't going for a joyride on a flat highway; the ground was full of abandoned cars and zombies.
A single skid or engine stall would result in the whole carload of people being surrounded and eaten alive by monsters.
"What are you worrying about?" Ling Feng looked at her speechlessly.
"Amy does nothing in the Camp every day except space out and eat."
"After going back, you teach her how to shift gears."
"You're going to let Amy drive this thing?" Andreacompletely lost her grip, her voice cracking directly.
She knew best what level her own younger sister was at.
Back in the city, driving an automatic two-box car could still hit the curb.
"There are no police checking driver's licenses in the apocalypse." Ling Feng made a decision extremely decisively.
"Won't she learn after crashing a few more times?"
"Besides, whenever we encounter suitable survivors in the future, we'll pull them over directly to be full-time drivers."
Ling Feng's ambition was never limited to that remote Quarry.
Recruiting personnel.
Expanding firepower.
This was the greatest use of this troop transport vehicle.
"Hurry up and go hide the car." Ling Feng raised his hand to look at the time on his tactical watch.
"Don't waste time."
Andrea could only accept her fate.
She climbed back into the humvee and stepped on the accelerator, driving this beast into the ruins of the auto repair shop full of debris at the street corner.
Twenty minutes later,
Andrea ran back covered in dust,
and sat directly in the driver's seat of the bulletproof off-road vehicle.
She just wanted to ask if they were now going directly along the elevated bridge exiting the city back to the Camp.
But she found that Ling Feng ahead had no intention of turning the steering wheel at all.
"Ling Feng."
Andrea poked her head out and shouted towards the lofty cab.
"Should we go back now?"
Ling Feng lowered the car window.
With his hand resting on the car door, he smiled quite playfully.
"Go back?" Ling Feng used his thumb to point at the spacious carriage behind him that was large enough to hold dozens of people.
"A car we went to such great lengths to get."
"Don't you feel a pang of regret just pulling a carriage full of air back?"
Andrea's scalp tightened, "Where have you set your sights on this time?"
Chapter 58: Looting Walmart for Free! Clearing Mobs from Above!
"What are you eyeing now?" Andrea's voice cracked a bit; what she had experienced today was already crazy enough for her.
"Walmart." Ling Feng tapped his fingers casually on the steering wheel.
Andrea froze for a moment.
"I caught a glimpse of it on the road when we came." Ling Feng turned to look at her, his tone extremely resolute. "It's just two blocks away. This dump usually gets a huge flow of customers, so the goods piled up inside definitely won't be few."
Andrea's brain spun rapidly.
When the disaster had just broken out, large supermarkets like this were indeed the first targets for refugees and rioters to loot.
But people fleeing with their families could at most carry a few large backpacks, picking cooked food and water that were easy to carry.
The hard currencies in the supermarket that truly took up space, such as generators, tools, fabrics, and even medicines, were simply impossible to be completely emptied out.
Moreover, Ling Feng vaguely remembered that in the past life's plot, Glenn was still able to run off to scavenge in a large supermarket where an attack helicopter had smashed through the roof during the Prison period, which meant that many resource points in the city were actually kept quite intact.
Andrea no longer felt tired at all now, her eyes shining frighteningly bright.
"What are you waiting for?" She pressed both hands on the edge of the car window, her entire person becoming unusually urgent. "Let's go quickly! If someone else beats us to it, we'll suffer a huge loss!"
Ling Feng let out a laugh.
This woman had truly learned a bandit's mindset down to the very last detail.
"You go drive the SUV and follow behind me." Ling Fengwaved his hand and directly climbed up onto the military heavy truck that looked like a steel monster. "Today, let this big guy have a good, full meal."
As for the humvee, it would be left behind at the auto repair shop to gather dust for now.
The engine let out a deafening roar once again.
The heavy truck's huge tires directly rolled over the waste on the road.
Things like collapsed trash cans and scattered sheet metal baffles couldn't even count as stumbling blocks in front of this military behemoth, being rudely smashed aside directly.
The two vehicles, one after the other, headed straight for the destination along the route in Ling Feng's memory.
The commotion along this road simply couldn't be hidden.
The heavy truck's exhaust pipe spewed black smoke, and the roar of the engine echoed back and forth in the dead city streets, forcefully dragging along a long tail of zombies.
Ten minutes later.
That iconic, huge Walmart sign with white letters on a blue background appeared ahead in view.
Although covered in thick dust and with a few pieces of glass smashed to pieces, the main building remained intact.
Ling Feng slammed his foot down hard on the brakes.
The heavy truck stopped steadily in the open space at the supermarket entrance, emitting a teeth-aching mechanical grinding sound.
The SUV followed closely behind, stopping at the rear right of the heavy truck.
In the rearview mirror, that group of zombies lured all the way by the engine sound had already surged up.
A rough glance showed at least forty or fifty of them, making unpleasant hissing sounds in their throats and surrounding this way.
Andrea sat in the driver's seat of the SUV, glancing at the group of monsters gradually closing in outside.
If it were usual times, she would have locked the car doors long ago and shaken like a sieve inside.
But having walked through the center of a plaza with thousands of monsters today, these dozens of stray zombies were completely beneath notice in Andrea's eyes at this moment.
She gritted her teeth, her palm resting on the car door handle.
Spotting the opening before a zombie wearing a tattered jacket nearby could close in,
Andrea shoved the car door open abruptly, straddled with her long legs, and leaped directly down from the vehicle.
Taking cover between the two cars, she sprinted all the way and rushed straight to the front of the heavy truck's passenger-side door.
Hooking her hands onto the iron handle, she scrambled upward using both hands and feet.
"Bang!"
The heavy door was slammed shut by her.
Andrea slumped into the spacious military canvas passenger seat, her chest heaving violently.
Taking deep breaths of air into her lungs.
Her cheeks flushed red from extreme excitement and tension.
"So thrilling!" Andrea stroked back her messy short blonde hair; this surge of adrenaline-fueled pleasure made her whole person a bit exhilarated.
Ling Feng turned his head to glance at her. This woman's adaptability was indeed not bad; no wonder she could thrive in all sorts of ragtag teams in her past life.
The zombies outside the car had completely closed in.
Forty or fifty monsters blocked the entire front of the truck tightly.
Attracted by the scent of a living person, they squeezed forward desperately.
However.
This was a heavy truck fully loaded with soldiers!
The chassis of the vehicle was ridiculously high, and the lower edge of the car window was a full two meters above the ground.
Those zombies waved their claws covered in black spots, scratching and clawing blindly at the bottom of the car door, leaving streak after streak of dark red bloodstains.
But even with their arms fully extended, they couldn't even touch the very bottom of the car window glass.
A group of monsters all roared futilely below, the scene being comical to the extreme.
Ling Feng didn't pay attention to the commotion below at all.
Pressing down with his left hand, he rolled down the driver-side window completely.
A pungent stench of decay poured into the cabin along with the hot wind.
Ling Feng didn't care in the least, pulling out the remaining major portion of the pack of marlboro from his pocket, pulling out one and holding it in his mouth.
Lighting it, he took a deep drag.
He rested his left elbow extremely casually on the edge of the car window.
Leaning half his body against the backrest, off-white smoke exhaled along the corners of his lips, drifting in mid-air.
He just looked down condescendingly at those monsters below that were baring their teeth and grinning anxiously just to take a bite out of him.
"Height suppression."
Pinching the cigarette, Ling Feng spoke without turning his head, "This is why I insisted on getting this vehicle. Sitting here, even if they pile up like arhats, they still can't bite you."
Hearing Ling Feng's extremely arrogant words, Andreacouldn't help but stick out a little less than half her head to look down.
The zombies below opened their bloody mouths dripping with black blood, waving their arms wildly.
If it were on flat ground, this picture would be enough to give someone nightmares for more than half a month.
But now, separated by this insurmountable height difference, these man-eating monsters were simply like starving monkeys in a circus.
That last bit of fear deep in Andrea's heart completely vanished into thin air, and she even felt a bit like laughing.
After finishing a cigarette.
Ling Feng flicked his finger.
The cigarette butt carrying sparks drew an arc in the air, landing with extreme precision right into the mouth of a male zombie below that was raising its head and yelling wildly.
The monster had no pain sensation at all, chewing twice, and the sparks burned an unpleasant scorched smell in the rotting flesh.
"Have you rested enough?" Ling Feng backhanded and pulled out the military dagger, throwing another short machete onto Andrea's lap. "If you've rested enough, get to work. If we don't clean up this bunch of tailgaters, we won't even be able to enter the supermarket doors."
Andrea caught the short knife, gripped the hilt tightly, and pressed the car window button on the passenger side directly.
The glass descended all the way down.
The two of them each guarded a side window, sticking more than half their bodies out.
This style of fighting didn't require any technical content at all.
The zombies below were all tilting their heads up in order to reach them.
Big white eyeballs and fragile eye sockets were directly exposed in front of the two.
It was completely a stationary target delivered to their doorstep.
Ling Feng gripped the dagger, aiming at a zombie desperately jumping up below.
Flipping his wrist, the tip of the knife went from top to bottom, stabbing fiercely and with extreme precision right through the monster's eye socket.
Piercing straight through the entire skull.
"Squish!"
Ling Feng took advantage of the momentum to pull out the blade.
A column of black blood sprayed out, and that zombie didn't even make a stray sound, crashing straight backward and taking down two behind it along the way.
The movement was smooth and flowing, as fast as poking ripe watermelons on an assembly line.
Andrea was not to be outdone either.
She gripped the hilt with both hands, aiming at the crown of a female zombie wearing pajamas, and stabbed down fiercely using the gravity of her body pressing downward.
The blade got stuck in the bone seam.
Andrea pulled outward with force, bringing out a foul-smelling trace of minced meat.
"Use your wrists, don't just rely on your shoulders to press down." While waving his blade, Ling Feng still had the leisure to instruct, "Aim for thin bone areas like eye sockets or temples, otherwise after you poke ten of them, the blade's edge will curl."
"Shut up, mind your own business about how I poke!" Andrea's temper flared up.
She targeted another old man zombie below, learning to be smart this time, aiming the tip of the knife at the other's jaw and stabbing downward.
The resistance was indeed much smaller.
The two of them leaned against the car window like this, harvesting frantically like playing whack-a-mole.
Doing this job was extremely stress-relieving.
Every slash went down with a monster falling.
In less than ten minutes total, both sides of the front of the truck were covered all over with crisscrossing corpses.
The remaining few were also blocked by the stumbling blocks on the ground, and easily called out by Ling Fengone by one.
The entrance to the supermarket completely quieted down.
Only pools of flowing black blood and crushed severed limbs remained.
Ling Feng wiped the stains off the dagger with a dirty rag.
He pushed open the driver's seat door.
He stepped directly on that pile of zombie corpses piled up like a small mountain and jumped down; this pile of rotting flesh turned into an excellent cushioning footrest at this moment instead.
Landing steadily.
Andrea jumped down from the other side, walked around the front of the truck, and stood behind Ling Feng.
Covered in sweat, but her eyes were full of post-victory excitement.
The huge Walmart supermarket entrance was laid out right before their eyes.
More than half of the two glass revolving doors were shattered, and the glass shards on the ground were layered one upon another.
The lighting inside was extremely dim, the overhead strip lights had long stopped working, and they could only barely make out the first few rows of overturned cash registers by relying on the light penetrating through the entrance.
Everywhere were scattered advertising flyers and plastic packaging trampled to pieces.
Chapter 59: Leaving Monsters as Security Guards! Ling Feng Selfishly Blocks the Supermarket Door
With the dim light cast from outside the main entrance, the scene inside the Walmart supermarket was completely exposed to the two of them.
Various torn packaging bags and plastic bottles were scattered on the ground. Looking past the collapsed cash registers in the front toward the deeper aisles and shelf areas, seven or eight hunchbacked figures could be vaguely seen roaming sluggishly in the gloom.
Those zombies completely failed to notice the movement at the entrance, wandering aimlessly between the shelves purely on instinct.
Andrea clenched the short machete in her hand, her body leaning slightly forward.
"There aren't many monsters inside, just seven or eight." Andrea turned her head and lowered her voice to ask, "Do you want me to go in and take the lead, clearing out all these disgusting things?"
Having experienced a series of thrills today, Andrea's courage had grown noticeably.
In her view, the two of them could easily handle seven or eight zombies scattered around with a little time, making it much more uninhibited to move things afterwards.
Ling Feng glanced at her, raised his large hand, and directly grabbed Andrea's shoulder, forcibly pressing back the step she was about to take.
"You don't need to try to curry favor; put the knife away." Ling Feng's tone was casual.
Andrea froze, her face full of puzzlement.
"Why not kill them? Leaving them wandering inside, what if we get ambushed while moving things in there?"
Ling Feng pulled out a lighter, spun it twice in his hand, and made no effort to conceal the calculation in his eyes.
"Can you turn your brain around?" Ling Feng pointed deep into the supermarket. "This supermarket is ridiculously huge, and the supplies stocked inside couldn't be hauled away by several trucks. Even if we fill that heavy truck today, we'll at most take a drop in the bucket."
Andrea looked in the direction of Ling Feng's finger; those rows upon rows of shelves were indeed too numerous to count.
"A place this prominent will sooner or later attract other refugees feeling along the main road." Ling Feng sneered. "Leaving these few zombies wandering inside is what you call natural security. Not everyone dares to hold a gun and charge into a pile of monsters. The vast majority of survivors, upon seeing monsters inside the door, will turn tail and run away as their first reaction."
After hearing this crooked logic, the corners of Andrea's mouth twitched uncontrollably.
Treating man-eating monsters as free doormen for one's own supermarket—such a sinister and vicious trick could only be thought of by someone completely devoid of a bottom line like Ling Feng.
However, this was completely logical.
In the apocalypse, resources were life.
It was utterly impossible for Ling Feng to show benevolence and leave surplus supplies to complete strangers.
"Understood, I will listen to you." Andrea nodded obediently.
Ling Feng said no more, pulled out the blood-stained military dagger from his thigh sheath, stepped over the broken glass shards on the ground, and walked into the supermarket.
Andrea followed half a step behind, the two of them deliberately softening the sound of their footsteps.
The ventilation ducts overhead emitted an extremely faint humming sound.
Leaning against a row of shelves filled with potato chips and biscuits, the two successfully avoided a male zombie wandering in the left aisle.
Ling Feng didn't even bother to look at those high-calorie snacks, leading Andrea all the way toward the daily necessities area and hardware area in the deepest part of the left side.
Food could be procured anywhere, but complete sets of tools and high-end daily necessities were the hard currency for improving the quality of survival in the doomsday.
Walking up to a shelf filled with large plastic storage boxes, Ling Feng stopped in his tracks.
"Stand here with your knife." Ling Feng pointed to the intersection of the aisle. "Keep a close eye on both ends. If a monster approaches, make a little quiet noise, and I will handle the remaining heavy labor."
Andrea immediately stood firmly with her back against the shelf, gripping the knife with both hands, staring fixedly at the end of the corridor, and shouldered the responsibility of keeping watch.
Ling Feng turned to face the shelf, going all out.
He casually pulled a cart from the ground.
He directly threw whole boxes of unopened high-end toilet paper from the lower shelf, multi-functional axes for wilderness survival, large high-intensity flashlights, and even several boxes of solid fuel into the cart.
The Intermediate Combat Skill brought not only killing techniques, but also physical explosive power that ordinary people could simply never reach.
Those heavy boxes filled with metal tools were completely no different from foam in Ling Feng's hands.
With a single-handed lift, he directly stacked them onto the cart.
In less than five minutes, the two large carts were piled high.
Ling Feng pushed the carts back the way they came.
Andrea followed on the side to provide cover.
The two sneaked to the front entrance along a safe route, tossing the supplies from the carts box by box into the spacious cargo bed of the heavy truck.
Then came the second trip, and the third trip.
By the fourth trip, Ling Feng stood in front of the toiletries shelf, directly hauling down several large boxes of unopened brand-name sanitary napkins, shampoo, and moisturizing facial cream.
Andrea was keeping watch nearby, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught this scene, her face instantly growing somewhat hot.
"You're a grown man, what are you taking so many of these things for?" Andrea muttered in a lowered voice.
Ling Feng's hands didn't stop moving as he directly stacked two boxes of sanitary napkins together and cradled them in his arms.
"Nonsense, in this lousy world where else are we supposed to find things for you to change and wash with."
Ling Feng casually replied, "Don't you and your sister need them? Or do you want to make do with dirty cloth strips every day?"
Although this sentence was blunt, it solidly hit the pain point.
Andrea bit her lip, and an extremely complicated sense of security suddenly welled up in her heart.
Although this man acted overbearingly and even terrifyingly selfishly, when it came to taking care of his own people, he was truly thoughtful to the point where one couldn't find fault.
With the experience from the previous trips, the subsequent process was simply smooth without a single ripple.
Those zombies were completely blind and deaf. Occasionally, when one drifted nearby, Ling Feng would casually throw an empty tin can to the other side, immediately drawing away the monster's attention.
The entire rear cargo bed of the heavy truck was soon filled densely with hardware tools and daily necessities.
"That's about it."
Ling Feng stood at the rear of the truck, estimating the remaining space. "Leave the last third; let's go to the food section to get dry goods."
The two finally went to the dehydrated vegetables and high-end canned meat section, completely emptying out rows upon rows of hard-currency food.
Along with that, they took four large barrels of unopened purified water.
Clang.
Ling Feng supported the last two boxes of canned beef with both hands and heavily smashed them into the truck bed.
He pulled down the canvas rain cover and buckled down the metal iron rings on both sides tightly.
Mission accomplished.
Andrea stood to the side, looking at the entire military truck full of loaded supplies, excitement flashing in her eyes.
Just this cartload of things was enough for them to live well and hold out for more than half a year in this abandoned Quarry.
Ling Feng patted the dust off his hands, directly pulled open the driver's side door, and sat inside.
Leaning against the spacious seatback, the continuous high-intensity weight-bearing hauling caused a fine layer of sweat beads to break out on his forehead.
Andrea rounded to the other side, scrambling up into the passenger seat.
As soon as she sat firmly, she turned around very naturally.
She felt out a pack of high-end tissues she had casually opened earlier in the supermarket from her pocket, pulled out one sheet, leaned close, and wiped Ling Feng's forehead and temples extremely carefully.
Her movements were gentle, completely devoid of the stiffness and arrogance she had back when she was a lawyer.
After wiping away the sweat, Andrea picked up the half pack of marlboro that Ling Feng had thrown on the dashboard and pulled out one cigarette.
She bit it in her mouth, lit it with a lighter, took a small puff to get the flame burning well, and only then took it down to shove it into Ling Feng's mouth.
The whole set of movements was flowing like clouds and water, incredibly well-behaved.
Ling Feng bit down on the cigarette filter, took a deep puff, and the grayish-white smoke dispersed inside the cab.
He turned his head and looked at Andrea with extreme satisfaction.
"You performed well today."
Ling Feng's large palm directly pinched Andrea's fair cheeks, his fingers gently rubbing back and forth twice. "It seems last night's training wasn't wasted effort; you finally know what attitude to use when talking to me in this world."
Andrea's cheeks were slightly deformed from being pinched.
She didn't dodge, merely rolling her eyes fiercely.
This bastard shines given a bit of sunshine, and every three sentences inevitably turn to that kind of business.
But she also had to admit that following a man with such perverted strength truly allowed one to live more comfortably than anyone else.
Ling Feng loosened his hand, but didn't rush to turn the car key.
Holding the cigarette in his mouth, he glanced through the windshield at the wide-open doors of the Walmartsupermarket.
The two glass doors were completely shattered, without any obstruction.
Ling Feng twitched the corners of his mouth, directly pushed open the car door, and jumped down.
"What are you doing again?"
Andrea asked, leaning over the window edge.
"Doing something utterly ruthless."
Ling Feng strode toward the supermarket entrance.
Don't blame him for being selfish.
This was a man-eat-man apocalypse.
He had discovered it earlier while moving goods inside: the fireproof door of this supermarket's warehouse was still tightly shut, and there were definitely more good things hidden inside.
He didn't have time to move everything away today, so naturally he would never leave this juicy piece of meat to others.
Ling Feng walked up to a full-sized old pickup truck overturned on the roadside.
He gripped the chassis main beam of the pickup with both hands.
The muscles in his arms instantly bulged, and veins stood out one by one on his wheat-colored skin.
Accompanied by a muffled low roar, Ling Feng forcibly pushed this beat-up pickup truck weighing over two tons on the ground for a dozen meters, directly blocking it horizontally right in front of Walmart's damaged entrance.
Next, he found two giant handcarts filled with rusted ironware, wedging them tightly under the pickup's wheel hubs on both the left and right.
Finally, Ling Feng picked up several hundred-pound concrete wheel stops nearby, smashing them one after another into the pickup's bed to increase the weight.
After this series of actions.
The entire entrance of the supermarket was blocked tightly by a wall of waste consisting of a lump of iron and concrete.
Not even a dog would ever dream of easily crawling in from the outside, let alone those survivors who wanted to go in and get supplies.
Whoever dared to make a fuss and move these obstacles away would inevitably attract all the zombies in the surrounding neighborhood.
This place completely became Ling Feng's private, exclusive supplies backup depot.
Ling Feng patted his hands stained with rust with satisfaction, stepped on the pedal, and sat back in the truck's driver's seat.
"You... your heart is really dark enough." Andrea looked at the seamless roadblocks outside and sighed from the bottom of her heart.
"Of those who live long in this world, which one doesn't have a dark heart?" Ling Feng didn't refute at all, stepping down on the clutch and shoving it straight into forward gear.
The huge heavy truck once again emitted a deafening roar, and the wheels turned.
"Let's go, it's about time to go back."
Ling Feng slammed hard on the accelerator, the truck steered, and drove toward the neighboring block along the previous route, with Andrea driving the off-road vehicle following behind.
Ling Feng didn't know what harvest Sean and the others had, but he knew they couldn't compare to him.
Chapter 60: This damn fatty finally courted death to the end!
The afternoon sun was still scorching.
The air in Quarry Camp was filled with a dry, earthy smell.
Dale was wiping parts in front of the RV's hood with an oil-stained rag, when a low, violent roar of a diesel engine came from a distance.
He straightened his waist and raised his head.
An army-green heavy troop transport truck crushed along the gravel road and swaggered into Camp.
Closely following behind the truck was Ling Feng's bulletproof off-road vehicle.
"Good heavens! Ling and the others are back!"
Dale directly threw the rag onto the hood and shouted at the top of his lungs.
Amy, who was sitting in front of the tent peeling bark off branches, heard the commotion and immediately dropped the knife in her hand.
The heavy truck slammed on the brakes and parked steadily in the open space in the center of Camp.
The tires kicked up a large cloud of dust.
The bulletproof off-road vehicle also parked alongside.
Ling Feng pushed open the heavy door and leaped directly from the two-meter-high step, his military boots landing heavily on the ground.
Andrea also pushed open the driver's side door of the off-road vehicle and jumped down.
She pressed down the machete short blade on the outside of her thigh and patted the dust off her bulletproof vest.
Amy trotted over, hugging Ling Feng's arm tightly with both hands, her whole body practically pressing against him.
The crowd quickly gathered around.
Lori took Carl's hand and walked quickly from the dilapidated RV.
She scanned around the two huge vehicles several times, but didn't see a trace of Shane at all.
Lori's brows furrowed tightly, and she immediately stopped in her tracks.
"Where are Shane and the others?"
Lori raised her chin and asked directly.
Ling Feng turned his head and glanced at her.
"We split up."
Ling Feng's tone was flat, "They insisted on going to the downtown area to queue up and grab that crappy supply station; I don't have time to waste with them."
Lori's chest rose and fell violently.
"Then do you know where they are now?" She pressed forward half a step.
"I don't know." Ling Feng casually pulled out a lighter and lit a cigarette, "If you're really anxious, drive and look for them along the viaduct yourself."
Lori was choked red in the face by these words, biting her lip and no longer taking up the conversation.
Just in the short gap of a few minutes while several people were talking,
Fatty Ed didn't know when he had sneaked around to the exact rear of the heavy truck.
His fat-laden body hid in the shadow of the truck bed.
Taking advantage of everyone's attention being at the front of the truck, Ed stood on tiptoe, stretched out his fat hand, and suddenly lifted the heavy military canvas covering the truck bed.
As the canvas was rolled up, the scene inside was directly exposed to the air.
Boxes of canned meat, stacked high dehydrated vegetables, rows of high-end tools, and several large barrels of purified water.
The supplies were piled directly to the roof of the truck!
Ed's eyes instantly turned completely red, and a very obvious swallowing sound came from his throat.
He didn't care at all who had brought these things back.
Immense greed completely occupied the fatty's already meager brain capacity.
Ed grabbed the metal truck bed panel tightly with both hands, lifted his right leg and climbed up, reaching out to grab the box of beef canned food on the outermost side.
Ling Feng was smoking in the front when he heard an extremely clear metal friction sound coming from behind.
He turned his head to look.
Andrea also noticed the commotion over there and directly reached out to touch the short blade on the side of her thigh.
Ling Feng flicked his fingers holding the cigarette, pulled away Amy's hand, and strode toward the rear of the truck.
Ed was grabbing that cardboard box and dragging it down when the collar of the back of his neck was suddenly grabbed tightly by someone.
The clothing fabric instantly tightened around Ed's neck, choking his face blue and purple.
Ling Feng exerted force with one hand, his arm muscles bulging chunk by chunk, his strength terrifyingly great.
The fat pig weighing nearly three hundred pounds was directly and forcefully dragged down from the edge of the truck by Ling Feng with one hand!
Taking advantage of the momentum, he flung it backward fiercely.
Bang!
Ed's massive body flipped half a circle in mid-air, and his back smashed solidly onto the muddy ground full of sharp gravel.
The dull crashing sound, accompanied by Ed's screams, completely broke the silence of Camp.
"Ouch—my back!" Ed rolled wildly on the ground holding his lower back.
Ling Feng walked forward, looking down condescendingly at this puddle of rotten flesh.
Without a word of nonsense.
Ling Feng's right hand directly pulled out the glock 17pistol from the thigh holster on his waist.
The crisp sound of the bullet being chambered resounded through the entire open space.
The pitch-black muzzle pointed directly at Ed's fat head.
Ed was so frightened that his fat shook wildly, but his selfish and dark nature completely erupted at this moment.
Unwilling to back down, he pulled at that ugly duck-voice and roared and yelled at the surrounding refugees watching the commotion.
"Are you all blind?! This truck is full of food and drinks brought back from the big supermarket!"
Ed pointed one hand at the back of the truck, and waved his other hand randomly on the ground.
"So many things! Those belong to everyone! There are many of us, let's all go together, don't let him hog it all by himself!"
He attempted to instigate the surrounding starving survivors to share the pressure.
Absolutely no one moved.
Dale stuffed the wrench in his hand directly into the toolbox and turned to walk to the other side of the RV.
Morales's wife pulled her child and quickly retreated more than a dozen meters back.
Ling Feng stood there holding the gun, his body radiating a dense murderous aura forged from piles of dead bodies.
Who would dare risk their life to snatch his things?
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Edcompletely panicked.
He propped his hands against the rough ground, kicking his feet wildly against the dirt and retreating desperately backwards.
"I didn't take anything! I just wanted to look! I won't ever dare again!"
The fatty cried and wailed, begging for mercy incessantly.
Carol stood on the outer edge of the crowd, her hands tightly twisting the washed-white hem of her clothes.
She had long had no feelings left for Ed, but the submissiveness bred from years of abuse and oppression made her legs involuntarily want to step forward, wanting to plead for this rotten person.
Carol had just taken half a step out.
Andrea walked directly from the side, grabbing Carol's shoulders with both hands with immense force.
"What are you doing?" Andrea lowered her voice, her words extremely sharp, "Do you still want to go save that piece of trash?"
Carol's eyes were red, trembling all over.
"Look at the bruises on your body that haven't faded yet!" Andrea's finger poked Carol's arm, "Do you still want to be exploited by this scum for the rest of your life?"
Carol froze in place.
Andrea leaned close to Carol's ear.
"Even if it's for Sophia, think about it carefully!"
"If he survives, sooner or later he will beat you and your daughter to death in this lawless world!"
These words directly pierced through the last line of defense in Carol's heart.
Carol turned her head and looked at Sophia standing nearby.
The little girl stood there, her sallow little hand clenching the hem of her skirt.
Sophia's gaze remained fixed on the fatty rolling all over the ground.
She didn't cry out for dad, nor did she shed a single tear.
In this little girl's heart, Ed didn't deserve to be a father at all.
Carol bit her lower lip hard.
She slowly retracted the left leg she had stepped out, lowered her head, and didn't take even a single step forward again.
Ling Feng stood in place.
He didn't fire.
Pulling the trigger right now and wasting a 9mm bullet to end such a disgusting thing would be purely a loss.
Ling Feng flipped his wrist and directly plugged the glockback into his thigh holster.
He bent down.
That broad palm grabbed firmly onto the back collar of Ed's vest.
"What are you going to do! Let me go!"
Ed waved his hands frantically trying to break free.
Ling Feng's arm jerked.
Dragging the three-hundred-pound fatty with one hand, he strode toward the dim pine forest at the back of Camp.
The gravel and dry, hard branches on the ground scraped large patches of blood onto Ed's back.
"Help! Carol! You stinking bitch, come help me!"
Ed shrieked at the top of his lungs.
Carol covered her daughter's ears and turned around.
Dozens of people in the entire Quarry watched as Ling Feng dragged Ed backwards all the way into the woods.
No one spoke, and not even a single voice of opposition was uttered.
The fatty's popularity had rotted to the extreme.
Entering deep into the woods.
The surrounding light instantly dimmed, and the external sunlight was completely blocked by the dense pine needle canopy.
There was only a smell of rotting leaves in the air.
Ling Feng's fingers loosened.
Ed's massive body smashed heavily onto a pile of dead leaves.
The fatty's crotch was already soaked through, and a pungent smell of urine emanated.
"Grandpa Ling Feng... spare me... I'll be your dog! I can do heavy labor!"
Ed knelt on the ground, kowtowing his head frantically against the dirt.
Ling Feng directly pulled out the machete stained with dark blood from his waist.
He raised his right foot and stepped on Ed's overlapping chins, forcibly lifting the fatty's head up.
The blade aimed straight at that thick neck.
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