Rebirth: I went back to the day of the zombie outbreak

Kong Zheng's suggestion broke the awkwardness in the car.

He said we could stop by the county flood control and drought relief office to see if we could get a diesel generator.

In fact, the county flood control and drought relief office is not exactly on the way, but it’s not too far away either.

Based on the principle of curing illness and saving lives, we unanimously agreed to go.

The armored car turned at the next intersection and headed towards the edge of the city.

The buildings here are gradually decreasing and the trees on both sides are almost dead.

From time to time, you can see electric bicycles dumped on the roadside and crashed cars.

Large patches of blood were clung to the ground like scars.

There are more skinny zombies, looking for prey aimlessly.

Before they could get close, the armored car had already sped away.

It didn't take long to reach the destination.

The iron gate of the flood control and drought relief department was closed. Looking inside, the yard was overgrown with weeds and seemed to have been abandoned for a long time.

The yard is surrounded by a two-story office building and several warehouses.

According to Kong Zheng, the flood control and drought relief equipment is stored in the warehouse.

"Let's go down and move the iron gate." I suggested.

Then, Du Long, Officer Yan and I got out of the car.

Just as we moved the iron gate away for a distance, several zombies suddenly jumped out from the grass in the yard.

The zombie looked emaciated, with dried blood clotted on his chin.

Before they could get close, I skillfully took out my crossbow and dealt with them one by one.

After entering the courtyard, I ran to collect arrows, while Du Long and Officer Yan went to check the office building area.

Only a few sounds of baseball bats crushing bones were heard, and soon the two men came out.

Officer Yan found a piece of cloth that didn't wipe the blood off the baseball bat and said, "We took care of a few zombies."

Du Long happily shook the bunch of keys in his hand and pressed the keys one by one.

Although the power has been out for a long time, these rolling doors are equipped with emergency power supply.

The rolling doors of the warehouse rose up at the same time, making a "clicking" sound.

Inside are rows of equipment such as electric motors, diesel engines, and water pumps.

"Look, it's right there." Kong Zheng pointed to one of the warehouses.

In a warehouse in the corner, a pickup truck and a diesel generator suddenly appeared.

The diesel generator was indeed the size of a van, with a towing hook on the front.

There were also several barrels of diesel, a large bundle of cables and a towing rope next to it.

"Can it be done?" I asked Kong Zheng.

"That's a must. Finally, something goes well." Kong Zheng laughed.

He put a cigarette in his mouth, lit it, and started to operate.

While we were at it, the three of us searched the second floor of the office area again, but didn't find anything useful.

However, Dulong found the key to the pickup truck in a drawer.

"Drive the pickup truck back as well, so we can have someone to look after us on the road," said Officer Yan.

When we returned to the yard again, Kong Zheng had already towed the diesel generator and the armored car.

Then we loaded several barrels of diesel and cables onto the pickup truck.

Duron got some and filled up the chainsaw.

Looking at the full chainsaw fuel tank, his confidence returned.

Everything was ready, and Officer Yan and I got into the pickup truck.

There was a strong smell of cigarette smoke inside, and even the interior decoration had turned a waxy yellow.

There was half a pack of cigarettes and a bunch of miscellaneous items in the messy center armrest box.

At this time, there were already dozens of zombies surrounding the door, probably attracted by the noise just now.

Kong Zheng and Du Long drove the armored car and rushed out of the yard.

It crushed the entire area ahead, leaving behind a trail of minced meat and body parts.

Our pickup truck followed cautiously behind.

Although the pickup truck is sturdy, it is no match for the armored car, and the diesel barrels at the back are shaking and making noises.

I always feel unsure.

Officer Yan was driving nearby and didn't ask me anything about the crossbow.

Officer Yan and I chatted and laughed all the way, and after turning a corner we arrived at the street where the hospital was.

Sweating profusely, he took out a cigarette from the half-pack and lit it with the car's cigarette lighter.

I got one too.

For a moment the car was filled with white smoke.

Officer Yan glanced at me and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to smoke."

"I just learned it, ahem——"

What the hell is this cigarette, it looks like dry grass leaves, far worse than the principal's.

"What will you do next?" At this time, Officer Yan asked with his mouth trembling slightly and his brows furrowed.

When I heard this question, I was also stunned.

What to do next?

I do not know either.

This is also my first time encountering the apocalypse, and I don’t have much experience.

Why would Officer Yan ask me this?

I found that since the supermarket, the strict officer in front of me has become very abnormal.

I smiled and replied:

"Hey, I will definitely follow your leadership, Officer Yan, and live one day at a time."

There is food and drink in supermarkets now. As long as you do a good job of defense and distribute food reasonably, you should have no problem living for three to five years.

It is also possible that it won’t take long at all before someone comes to rescue us.

Officer Yan didn't say anything until he finished his cigarette.

He extinguished the cigarette in his hand and unzipped his protective suit.

I followed suit and opened my protective suit as well.

I've been feeling depressed for most of the day and I'm already feeling very uncomfortable.

"Fang Mu, I have a favor to ask of you." Officer Yan said to me with his eyes twitching but staring straight ahead.

I looked at him blankly.

"You are too polite, Officer Yan, you——"

Before I could finish, Officer Yan suddenly spurted blood from his mouth, staining the glass.

The pickup truck had an unstable center of gravity and moved in an S shape at high speed, almost overturning.

Fortunately, Officer Yan managed to steady the steering wheel again in the end.

Oh my god, what the hell?

I nearly jumped out of the passenger seat.

What the hell is going on.

"I--"

Before he could speak again, his head jerked forward as if he had fainted.

I was quick to pull the handbrake.

The pickup truck rushed forward for a while and then stopped, then stalled with a "hum hum" sound.

I saw the armored car in front was still moving forward.

I rolled down the window and shouted, but the car in front of me showed no intention of stopping.

I had no choice but to honk the horn.

Suddenly, the shrill sound of horns spread across the road.

The armored car in front of us braked and was about seventy or eighty meters away from us.

Duron jumped out of the car and waved his arms at me.

Just as I was about to wave, Officer Yan grabbed me.

He raised his head, his eyes seemed to be dripping with blood.

At this time, there was bright red blood on his chin and his face was frighteningly pale.

I felt a chill down my spine and didn't know what to say.

"I... I'm injured... I didn't expect the injury to occur so quickly." He said weakly.

Then he took off his protective gloves, revealing several bloodstains on the back of his hands.

I was shocked when I saw it. It turned out to be scratched by a zombie.

Is this zombie wearing manicure?

Even protective gloves can be scratched.

My first reaction was to open the car door and run away, but then I thought that was too unfair.

It takes some time from being scratched by a zombie to turning into a zombie, which can be as long as a dozen hours or as short as a few hours.

Judging from the appearance of this Officer Yan, he should still be a human being.

This all happened so suddenly that I was totally unprepared.

Powerful pills.

I have an immune ball in my system that can cure people infected with the virus.

But there’s only one, so I’ll keep it for myself.

What should I do if Officer Yan eats this?

For a moment, conflicting emotions were playing out wildly in my chest.

Although my mind was full of random thoughts, my mouth couldn't be idle, so I asked a meaningless question.

"When did this happen?"

Officer Yan chuckled, but soon his expression turned into one of pain and hideousness, as if he was undergoing severe torture.

Blood kept flowing out from the corners of his mouth.

"When we were trapped in the supermarket, I helped Xiong Wei, but unfortunately..."

If Xiong Wei knew that Officer Yan was scratched by zombies because of saving him, he would be so upset for the rest of his life that he would wake up in the middle of the night and slap himself twice.

Officer Yan will definitely not let Xiong Wei live with self-blame.

"Don't tell him... it's meaningless..." Officer Yan said, "Take this--"

He took out the pistol he had been carrying with him from his open protective suit.

"There may be no bullets in this gun." I expressed my guess.

Officer Yan's pistol and Kong Zheng's shotgun are both used to scare people.

He nodded and shoved the gun into my arms.

"Keep the others alive...keep alive...this is all I can do..."

When a person is about to die, the sadness moves me.

I took the gun and agreed to it.

"I know, you are not an ordinary person, right?" Officer Yan asked me at this time, "You are the savior."

Savior?

This is the first time I've heard of this.

Could it be that there is an arrangement in the dark?

God gave me the system just to save all of humanity?

This is a big joke.

I nodded to Officer Yan.

This was the first time I admitted to outsiders that I had a system.

Even a dying person.

Officer Yan smiled with relief and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Then... I beg you... please... save... my wife and daughter... please..."

I can barely protect myself now, and you are making it more difficult for me.

But looking at Officer Yan's expression, how could I say no?

"Promise me...promise me...Savior..."

My arm was gripped so hard by Officer Yan that it hurt, and he seemed to be roaring.

"Where are they?"

“景鸿小区14栋2302，景鸿小区14栋2302，景鸿小区14栋2302……”

Gradually, Officer Yan's voice turned into a murmur.

I clutched the immune ball in my system tightly, not knowing whether I should take it out.

It's just a moment's choice.

Am I selfish?

Am I really a selfish person?

Do you want to die without saving anything?

Will I be punished?

Countless questions filled my mind.

However, I just responded silently in my heart:

I promise you.

There was a sudden sound of brakes, and the armored car stopped next to the pickup truck like a giant monster.

"What's going on? Why are you honking the horn? You're attracting all the zombies here."