Chapter 70 - 65
Without saying much more, after everyone calmed down, they walked towards the dozens of buses. However, they were already empty, with nothing useful left inside. It seemed like they had been thoroughly looted by those people.
Since there was nothing to be found, they didn't stay there for long. They all headed towards the highway.
But just on this short ramp, they found several snowdrifts again. With a casual sweep of their feet, they unearthed a body from one of them, also shot in the back with nothing left on them, just like the others.
If it were just this, they might not have found it strange. However, as they continued down the road, they were completely shocked by what they saw.
At the highway exit, there were several snowdrifts piled up like small mountains. Some bodies were so fresh that the snow covering them wasn't thick, and when Brian looked at the road, he saw clear tire tracks, extending towards the east, as if they had just left not long ago.
Wilfred rushed over first and dug into the snowdrifts. Inside, they found only human corpses, all shot with bullets.
Even the dumbest person could understand what was happening when they saw this scene and the tire tracks. A group of people had stationed themselves at this ramp, waiting to ambush anyone trying to get on the highway, killing all passing survivors. They had vehicles from the convoy, possibly obtained during their escape or stolen from survivors. They must have been here not long ago, but were probably attracted by the signal flare from a distance and left in their vehicles.
Someone was hunting survivors! And they had just been here!
Instantly, cold sweat broke out on everyone's foreheads, and they were all stunned on the spot.
If the signal flare hadn't been launched, if the bank hadn't been a bit far from here, they might have unintentionally entered the ramp, and all of them might have become the cold corpses lying on the ground.
"This is really troublesome!"