Chapter 47 - 43
On the streets on the south side of the town, the bright lights of incandescent lamps shone on the snow-covered dark footprints. Soldiers came to patrol with solemn expressions. If there was any disturbance, they would send people to check.
Even if the sky is blazing with flames and the outer defense line is battered, these people still stick to their posts.
A head popped out of the path after a soldier slowly passed through the dark intersection.
The figure watched the soldiers gradually leave, pulled the black cloth wrapped around his head, and walked slowly towards a small shop with a red sign across the street.
Kim felt that he was particularly unlucky that day. he took the lead in resisting the soldiers' unreasonable demands but was betrayed instead. he knelt alive on the cold concrete road for nearly two hours.
After much difficulty, he and his fellow punishers got together to discuss escaping that night, but not long after they arrived, the alarm suddenly sounded.
If he hadn't had a flash of inspiration and quickly hid in a shoe store on the street, he might have been dragged to deal with the infected by this time.
Feeling the numbness and pain in his legs, the resentment in Kim's heart suddenly rose again. He secretly hoped that the infected people and these bastards could fight to the death, and it would be best if they all died here.
"I don't know if they are still there."
He entered the small shop in the dark, found the stairs, and stumbled up to the second floor. He looked at the simple wooden door above and reached out to ring the signal.
But just when he raised his hand, the wooden door suddenly opened, and then several figures walked out.