Chapter 36 Death
Suwan kept running into the forest until she could no longer hear the disgusting noises behind her. Then she relaxed and slowed down her pace. The zombies' attention should be attracted by the members of the temporary base for a while. Suwan was safe at least for now.
The night in the forest was cold. Suwan was only wearing a thin shirt. Moreover, the shirt was torn by the strong airflow during the explosion and could not keep out the cold at all. The numbness of his wounds from the cold was not pleasant either. Suwan shivered and hugged himself tightly. He searched for some herbal leaves in the forest. Usually, the beasts in the forest would chew these leaves to apply to their wounds when they were injured. Suwan crushed the leaves and squeezed out the juice to apply on the wounds to reduce inflammation. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain of the irritation. All the wounds on his body, big and small, were coated with the anti-inflammatory juice. Suwan's forehead was also covered with cold sweat.
Looking up at the still dark sky, Suwan planned to find a sheltered place to stay for a while. The sun had not risen yet and her multi-function watch had been stolen. She could not tell the direction and might get lost if she went on. But everywhere in the forest was the same, cold and damp. While Suwan was walking in the forest looking for a place to shelter from the cold, she alertly heard some rustling noises coming from the nearby grass, which sounded like the roar of zombies.
If it was a zombie, it would be better to avoid it. Suwan had few bullets left in his assault rifle, and the combat supply pack was not on him. Suwan did not have enough bullets to squander, so it would be best to save bullets as much as possible. But then Suwan heard a few more whimpering sounds.
This is not a sound that a zombie could make, it sounds more like a cry for help.
Suwan came here to save people. Although she didn't want to encounter the zombies alone at this time, she couldn't just turn around and leave. She walked quietly towards the place where the sound came from. Then, in the dim morning light, she saw several figures surrounded by something and eating voraciously. They were several zombies, and the person surrounded by them on the ground was making a faint whimpering sound. Suwan was a little annoyed. If she had come earlier, she might have been able to save this person. Now this person could not be saved. Suwan decided to leave decisively. When she turned around, she inadvertently took another look and found that the person surrounded by the zombies was not a person, but a tiger.
It was the tiger that Suwan had seen before.
But no matter whether it was a dying tiger or a zombie, Suwan would better avoid it. Suwan thought so, but the tiger who could only vent his anger had obviously discovered Suwan. He stared at Suwan with his clear eyes, and when he saw that Suwan was about to leave, he let out a low roar. This roar was undoubtedly the last strength of the tiger.
Suwan then looked back again. The tiger was lying on the ground, its shiny fur in a horrible state, without any of its former majesty. It would not live for more than a few minutes. When Suwan turned around, the tiger showed its fangs which were sharp but had no deterrent effect, and whimpered twice for pleading. Suwan was surprised to find that the tiger was crying.