Chapter 7: First Encounter with the Walking Dead and Death

　　Karl's body was a little stiff at this time, and he was almost dragged away by Lori.

　　Because Carl finally came to this world and saw the true appearance of zombies for the first time, with tattered clothes and blood and dirt all over.

　　The face was exaggeratedly decayed, the lips were completely gone, and the teeth were exposed, making it almost exactly the same as the image in the drama.

　　The only difference is that the impact of reality is far greater than that of TV dramas, even though Li Mo often watched TV dramas while eating and enjoyed his meal very much.

　　But when the zombies really appear before their eyes, the impact and shock are definitely not something that any human being can be fearless about the first time they see them.

　　Carl's body was shaking slightly, not sure if it was out of fear or excitement. Only Carl himself knew how wonderful he felt at the moment.

　　"Carl!" Lori's exclamation brought Carl back to reality.

　　Carl didn't dare to be in a daze any longer, and hurriedly ran towards the RV with Lori.

　　There were quite a few zombies emerging from behind the camp, and it was impossible to stop them with just Sean and his two companions and a few pistols.

　　Sean and his companions retreated faster and faster. Suddenly, Sean was tripped by something and fell heavily backwards to the ground. It was obvious that he fell quite hard.

　　Several zombies rushed over in an instant. Sean quickly rolled on the ground to avoid the attack of a zombie. Without even having time to catch his breath, he lay on his back and continued shooting.

　　Bang! Bang!

　　It deserves the full-star rating for shooting. Even though he had just fallen and even at such a critical moment, Sean's bullets perfectly hit the heads of the two zombies, and the two zombies fell down.

　　But when Sean pulled the trigger for the third time, no bullet was fired. There was only a crisp sound, and the slide stayed at the back. There was no bullet at this time.

　　A zombie had already pounced towards Sean, but at this distance Sean had no time to react!

　　Bang!

　　The head of the zombie that pounced on Sean exploded in the air, and Sean's face was covered with blood. Not only that, the zombie's body also fell heavily on Sean.

　　It's Dale, Dale on the roof of the RV, and the shotgun behind him is more than just a decoration.

　　Even at his age, Dell still has a three-and-a-half-star shooting rating. It can be imagined that Dell was not a simple character when he was young.

　　The blood on his face was disgusting, but now was not the time to worry about it.

　　Sean just touched it casually to prevent the dirty blood from affecting his vision, and then quickly pushed the body away.

　　At this time Daryl, who had retreated to the back, came to Sean again, holding a crossbow in one hand and handing it to Sean with the other.

　　"hurry up!"

　　Sean grabbed Daryl's hand, climbed up, shook his head, and took out the spare magazine. While changing the magazine, he said, "Thanks."

　　"Let's survive first."

　　Daryl shot and killed the nearest zombie with an arrow. He didn't even have time to pull out the crossbow arrow and quickly retreated, pulling Sean.

　　"Oh my, what happened to our sheriff?"

　　Moore was at a later place, covering the two men with his shooting while also taunting them.

　　At this time, Sean didn't care about Moore's foul mouth anymore. He changed the magazine and continued to shoot while retreating.

　　But this time Sean was much more careful, at least he paid attention to the situation behind him.

　　Bang!

　　The last bullet was fired and hit a zombie right in the head, and the pistol slide retreated behind the gun again.

　　Sean subconsciously reached behind his waist, but this time he touched nothing. Only then did Sean realize that the few bullets he had were used up.

　　"Shit!" Sean angrily ejected the empty magazine and threw it at the zombies. "Darryl, do you have any more bullets?"

　　"I've run out of arrows." Daryl smashed the handle of a crossbow hard on the head of the nearest zombie. "Moir, do you have any bullets?"

　　"Bang! My uncle Moore lacks everything except bullets. Sheriff, remember, you owe your uncle Moore one. Take it."

　　As he said that, Moore threw a bullet box to Sean. Sean took it and found that most of the bullets were still in it. A standard box of 9mm pistol bullets contains 50 rounds, which means that there are at least more than 30 rounds here.

　　"Brother, are you really an idiot? Stop hitting me with that broken crossbow of yours, use your gun!" Moore cursed while shooting, and neither side was affected at all.

　　"Cover me, I need to reload!" Sean shouted, and quickly took a few steps back to start loading bullets into the magazine.

　　Daryl also took out his pistol and started shooting. Together with Dale in the RV, and T also covered the others with a shotgun in the back.

　　While shooting, Moore turned back and taunted Sean, "I just can't understand why your sissy Glock is also 9mm. Why is it so weak when you shoot the same bullet?"

　　Sean didn't have time to pay attention to Moore and quickly loaded the bullets. The Glock 17 is one of the pistols with the largest ammunition capacity, as its name suggests, with a capacity of up to 17 rounds.

　　It was chosen as the standard weapon of the police station precisely because of its extremely high bullet capacity.

　　But what Moore used was a Browning Hi-Power pistol that he bought himself. Yes, the word "Hi-Power" was in its name.

　　"Sheriff, if you're any slower, Uncle Moore will kill all the zombies soon. Wow, haha!" Moore shouted excitedly while shooting, and even dubbed with his mouth, "Bang! The head explodes, bang!"

　　Finally, Sean reloaded his bullets and joined the battle again. The number of zombies began to decrease at a rate visible to the naked eye.

　　Sean finished another magazine, and there were no more zombies pouring into the camp, and no more zombies were standing.

　　"How are you guys?" Sean breathed a sigh of relief, but still did not let his guard down and reloaded.

　　"It's okay." Daryl agreed and picked up the crossbow he had just thrown aside.

　　Sean threw out the empty box of bullets. The magazine only held fifteen rounds. "Thank you for this time."

　　Daryl didn't say anything. More laughed arrogantly and said, "Uncle More is enjoying killing people, why don't these bastard zombies come?"

　　Sean frowned and said nothing. At this time, T-boy came over and asked Sean, "Is it solved?"

　　Before Sean could say anything, More laughed and said, "Look who this is. Didn't you pee your pants just now because of the zombies? You're waiting for Master More to kill all the zombies before you dare to come over, you cowardly nigger!"

　　Daryl said with a little anger, "More! Be careful." Then Daryl nodded apologetically to Tzai.

　　Although Tzai was unhappy, he got used to it after hearing it so many times. It cannot be said that he got used to it, but he became numb after enduring it so much. Tzai also tried to fight back, but he was no match for Moore whether with words or with hands.

　　Sean stepped heavily on the head of a zombie that was not completely dead, picked up the magazine he had just thrown, and said to everyone, "Everyone, please pay attention. Remember to finish off any zombies that are not dead."

　　Daryl nodded, took out a dagger and followed Sean to finish off the zombies. Of course, the most important thing was to collect the crossbow arrows he had just shot.

　　T-boy also went up to help, and Sean nodded to them, "I'll go check on the others, you guys go ahead and get busy."

　　Daryl nodded. After Sean left, Daryl, who didn't like to talk, rarely took the initiative to say to T-boy, "That's how Moore was. I apologize to you on his behalf."

　　"It's okay." T-boy smiled and at the same time thrust the crowbar in his hand fiercely into the head of a zombie.

　　In the RV, Carl, who was looking outside through the glass, suddenly said, "Sean and the others have dealt with the zombies."

　　Lori let out a long breath, patted Karl on the shoulder, and said to Karl, "You continue to stay here, I'll go out and take a look."

　　There were not just a few people in the RV, but more than a dozen people squeezed in. The RV was the only safe fortress in the camp, so how could others not think of it?

　　Carl also wanted to go out and take a look at this time, but he knew that even if he told Lori, Lori would not agree. In addition, Sophia held his hand tightly, so he could only nod helplessly.

　　But at this moment, a white man in the RV suddenly knelt down on the ground with a painful expression, and his body began to twitch.

　　"Sam, what's wrong with you?"

　　The person next to him grabbed the hand of Sam, who was kneeling on the ground.

　　Carl's pupils contracted violently, because Carl was at the innermost part of the RV, and from this angle he just happened to see a bite mark on Sam's right waist.

　　Karl didn't dare to hesitate and shouted quickly, "Get away from him, he's been bitten! Open the car door quickly!"

　　"Ah?" The man next to Sam subconsciously looked in the direction of Carl's voice. Sam, who was twitching on the ground, froze, and then he hugged the man's neck and bit it!

　　A large piece of flesh and blood along with the vascular fascia was torn off, the carotid artery was bitten off, and a large amount of blood instantly spurted out like a fountain, filling the entire space in the car.

　　This scene happened to be seen by Carl. A living person was killed in front of his eyes, with a large piece of flesh being torn off the neck.

　　This kind of shock and fear is indescribable. Not to mention Carl, many adults in the RV were panicked at this time.

　　Although he was a little scared, Carl knew that he couldn't just sit there and do nothing. If two more zombies appeared, the dozen or so people in the RV would be meat in the zombies' mouths.

　　"Open the door quickly!!!" Carl yelled again.

　　Lori was also a little frightened, and with Carl and Sophia protecting her tightly behind her, she retreated.

　　Suddenly, Lori touched a door, and a light of hope suddenly burst out in her eyes.

　　This was certainly not the door to get off the vehicle. There was only one door to get off the vehicle, which was on the front right side of the RV, and the zombie was just blocking the middle.

　　This is the door to the toilet. It is the only door in the RV besides the car door, and it is also the only hope for survival. Lori said quickly:

　　"Carl, Sofia, let's go in quickly. We'll hide inside and Sean will come to rescue us soon."

　　At this time, a group of people had gathered at the car door, but they couldn't open the door no matter what they did. Some people even started to smash the door with things.

　　Seeing this, Karl shouted, "Driver's seat, the door control is in the driver's seat!"

　　After saying that, Carl didn't hesitate any more and hid in the bathroom with Lori and Sophia.

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