(3) The Survivor We Saved, Ended Up Saving Us (3)

"Captain, let me go," a comrade said.

Hoac Phan: "Get lost. I'm the captain, this kind of thing must be done by me. Besides, my driving skills are superb, I can even drift stably over a manhole cover."

Just as they were arguing.

Vroom!

Vroom!

The roar of a motorcycle engine echoed.

Everyone was stunned by the sound.

Then, they saw a motorcycle flash by like lightning. It was Tran Tieu Son, the man they had found in the cellar earlier, heading towards the giant zombie.

"Come back…!"

Luu Dao shouted.

But the man seemed to have made up his mind, showing no intention of slowing down in the slightest.

Phuong Trien watched the receding figure, understanding in his heart that this was his choice.

"Get in the vehicles, go!" Luu Dao waved his hand, ordering the convoy to leave without hesitation. If they went after him now, it would be a suicide mission. And even calling Lam Pham now would be useless; they couldn't hold out for that long.

Of course, the call still had to be made.

If, after a while, they were still being chased by the giant zombie, at least there was still a hope of survival.

With Luu Dao's order.

No one hesitated.

When it's time to go, one must be decisive.

In the distance.

Tran Tieu Son, riding the motorcycle, was already filled with regret and a deep sense of self-blame. Having somewhat sobered up, he had returned to the cellar and seen the two bodies.

He knew who those two bodies were. When he saw one of the bodies, he stood dumbfounded before it, then dropped to his knees with a thud, bowing his head, tears streaming down his face.

His mind replayed scenes from the past.

His father's scoldings. Back then, he would lie around at home all day, either asking for money or playing on the computer, or going out to fool around with friends. Every time, he would come back dead drunk, shouting randomly at home, then sleep until the afternoon of the next day.

At the time, hearing his father's angry rebukes, he had also felt extremely annoyed.

"You're just a waste now."

"Can't you have some ambition?"

"Why did I give birth to something like you?"

His younger self couldn't stand it and often got into verbal conflicts with his father. Although his mother was always there to mediate, he had always harbored hatred for his father.

Until he saw the fleshless skeleton in the cellar.

And thought about what he had been eating to survive until now.

He couldn't imagine the agony of having one's flesh cut off, and how much pain his mother must have felt as she prepared the food for him to live, even saving all the supplies for him.

"I deserve to die, I really deserve to die."

Tran Tieu Son's face was twisted, tears hanging on his cheeks. He had always thought his father might have truly hated him, but now, he profoundly understood that his father had loved him all along; it was just that he had disappointed him too much.

He couldn't accept that he had survived in such a way.

He couldn't accept that he only understood now.

And he certainly couldn't accept the ferocious face he had made when he roared at his father in the past.

Every time he thought of these things, he felt he shouldn't be alive.

Soon.

He had approached within range of the giant zombie. Facing such a colossal monster, anyone would be terrified, but his mood now was very calm.

Beep beep beep…

He honked the horn.

The moving giant zombie seemed to hear the sound, lowering its head to search, its breath exhaling a scorching heat.

It saw the ant-like Tran Tieu Son.

The giant zombie let out a low roar, lifted its foot, and stomped towards Tran Tieu Son.

Tran Tieu Son floored the accelerator, speeding towards the distance, directly dodging the giant zombie's devastating stomp.

Rumble!

The ground shook, leaving a deep footprint.

Seeing that its tiny prey hadn't died, the giant zombie was enraged. It turned its body and chased after him. Each stride it took was a terrifying distance. For Tran Tieu Son, riding a motorcycle, it was like dodging left and right in front of a fierce tiger, awaiting death at any moment.

The giant zombie sped up, starting to run, closing in on Tran Tieu Son at high speed.

Tran Tieu Son could already feel the approaching breath.

Boom!

A hand descended, slamming heavily onto the ground.

Amidst the thick smoke, the motorcycle shot out, the violent tremor causing the speeding bike to bounce off the ground.

But the uneven road and various obstacles in the way.

Caused him to crash directly.

He tumbled heavily to the ground.

He staggered to his feet, fresh blood flowing down his forehead. Facing the approaching giant zombie, he raised his head and looked straight at the massive creature before him.

"Ah…!"

Tran Tieu Son roared, as if venting the pain in his heart.

The giant zombie reached out its hand and, like pinching an ant, pinched Tran Tieu Son between its fingertips, lifting him high, high above its head.

The giant zombie had no lips, only two rows of tightly shut teeth. They parted, and it released its grip. Tran Tieu Son fell through the air, and at the moment he was about to fall into its mouth, the teeth snapped shut.

Splat.

In an instant, he was torn in two, fresh blood staining the giant zombie's teeth.

The giant zombie let out a strange sound, like a joyous laugh after catching its prey.

...

Luu Dao had already led the resistance fighters away.

"Damn it, we finally managed to save someone." Hoac Phan was very helpless, thinking of the survivor they had rescued from the cellar. He never thought it would end like this. Facing that kind of giant zombie, how could anyone escape?

Luu Dao said, "No, it wasn't us who saved him, it was he who saved all of us."

Hoac Phan said, "It's just a bit frustrating. He clearly went through so many tragic things in the apocalypse, a good life was waiting for him, yet he didn't get the chance to enjoy it."

Luu Dao shook his head. When the man had ridden off on the motorcycle, he knew he had no intention of surviving. His awakened heart, recalling the things he had done, was like a lingering nightmare. The more he thought about it, the more he felt he deserved to die.

"Although some things are not what we wish to see, the apocalypse is just this cruel. We must remember him. He saved our entire resistance army. If it weren't for him, even if we could have really escaped, we would have suffered heavy casualties in the end."

Luu Dao's expression was very heavy. They were clearly the ones trying to save more survivors, but in the end, it was a survivor who sacrificed himself to save them.

Everyone nodded, expressing their agreement with what Dao Ca said.

"Dao Ca, what do you think that zombie just now was? How could it grow to that height?" Hoac Phan said in disbelief.

In his eyes, it was simply terrifying.

Luu Dao said, "I don't know. The 'Zombie Illustrated Handbook' has no records of this type of zombie. I think it might be some special kind of zombie. The handbook discussed that the evolution speed of zombies is faster than that of us Awakeners. For us humans, fighting against zombies is a very difficult matter."

Just then.

A figure appeared.

Lam Pham received a call from Luu Dao and was very surprised to learn about a twenty to thirty-meter-tall zombie.

Was this a joke?

Even a Tank zombie was only five or six meters tall. To directly increase to twenty or thirty meters was simply an unimaginable thing, hard for anyone to believe.

The reason he believed other shelters existed.

Was because humans still had a chance to contend with zombies in the apocalypse.

With the appearance of a twenty to thirty-meter-tall zombie, what kind of shelter could withstand it?

How high would the city walls have to be to block such a zombie?

"I'm here." Lam Pham greeted them.

Hearing Lam Pham's voice, everyone in the resistance army felt extremely at ease. In all their hearts, Lam Pham was the most reassuring existence in the apocalypse.

As long as he was here, there would be no danger.

Luu Dao hurriedly told Lam Pham what had just happened. Lam Pham listened carefully, his brows slightly furrowed. His gaze shifted to the distance. The twenty to thirty-meter-tall zombie was in that direction. As for its specific location, he would have to find it himself.

"I understand. You all did very well. When encountering any danger, calling me first is the wisest choice. No matter where you are, I will arrive as soon as possible."

Lam Pham praised them heavily.

He was afraid they would feel it was troublesome and try to fight head-on, which would be a very foolish act.

Praise could make them feel that calling him was not troublesome at all, and that he was actually very happy about it. What a good thing.

Luu Dao nodded, "We understand."

Chu Hieu walked up to Lam Pham's side, "Is Tho Tho doing well over there?"

"Good, very good. She's made many new friends and gets along with them like sisters," Lam Pham said.

"That's good, that's good. Does she miss me?" Chu Hieu was concerned about the child's situation.

Faced with Chu Hieu's question.

Lam Pham recalled Tho Tho playing happily with Phi Phi and the others. To put it simply, she was having so much fun she had almost forgotten everything else and had never mentioned missing Chu Hieu. But seeing the expectant look in his eyes, he certainly couldn't let him be heartbroken.

Lying was indeed not good, but if a white lie could make someone happy, saying one or two occasionally was acceptable.

"She does, very much," Lam Pham said these three words.

Chu Hieu heard this and murmured to himself, "Sigh, this child is still quite pitiful, but it's good that she's living well in the Sunshine Shelter. After a long time, she will forget me and live happily." After speaking, he smiled and said, "Help me bring a message to Tho Tho, that I miss her too."

"Okay, no problem." Lam Pham smiled, then looked at the crowd and said, "I'm going to find that zombie now. You all be careful. Remember, if you run into trouble, no matter what, just hold on for a little while, and I will be there."

"Okay."

"Got it."

"We know."

The resistance fighters nodded, knowing what they should do.

Lam Pham tapped his toes and sped towards the zombie's location. He really wanted to see what that twenty to thirty-meter-tall zombie was. With a body of that size, finding it would surely be a very simple matter.

He had already discovered that some evolved zombies were continuing to evolve.

For example, the "Speedster" he had encountered before; he suspected that thing had evolved from a speed-type zombie.

It inherited its previous advantages while perfecting its own genes and altering its body structure, thus moving towards a more perfect form.

Soon.

The huge figure in the distance attracted Lam Pham's attention.

That was the giant zombie they had been talking about.

From a distance, it looked like a small mountain.

It indeed gave people a strong sense of oppression.

Getting closer.

"Hey, stop."

He called out.

He had to have a hard-on-hard, intimate contact to understand it.

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