Chapter 145: Midnight Visitor

One shake, two shakes, three shakes, four, five, six, seven, eight...

At twelve midnight, Zhang Su, who had seized the time to sleep for two hours, climbed out of bed. It was his time to take over from Zheng Xinyu for sentry duty.

He put on his clothes and walked out of the RV. The air outside was slightly cold, maintained at a level of seven or eight degrees, belonging to the kind that was a bit cold but wouldn't freeze a person to death.

Zhang Su rubbed his hands, climbed onto the RV lightly, lit a cigarette, and said in a low voice: "Xinyu, go rest."

Zheng Xinyu suddenly reached out and pinched the inside of Zhang Su's thigh.

"Hiss..." Zhang Su thought she was going to do something, but didn't expect her to pinch his soft flesh. He grinned in pain and lowered his voice: "Are you crazy? Why are you pinching me!?"

While speaking, he rubbed the inside of his thigh, feeling that being cut by a knife wouldn't be this painful...

Zheng Xinyu's eyes were gloomy as she stuck to Zhang Su's face, stuffed the handgun and walkie-talkie into his arms, and said viciously: "That time with me, you only had twenty-two minutes. Today, the car shook for twenty-eight minutes, humph!"

Zhang Su was stunned. By the time he came back to his senses, Zheng Xinyu had already slowly gone down the stairs. He chased to the side and gave her the middle finger, saying: "Are you a pervert? You even remember the time, damn!"

"Humph."

Zheng Xinyu still gave a coquettish hum, leaving Zhang Su messy in the wind, and went back to the car to sleep.

Zhang Su rubbed his somewhat long hair, smiled helplessly, sat on the folding chair, opened the walkie-talkie and said: "Little Pang, Little Pang, get up to pee!"

Soon, an echo came from the walkie-talkie: "Uncle, I'm not asleep, and I found people in Pan Gezhuang. I saw a flashlight light flash more than two hours ago, over."

Pang Dakun had no sleepiness, looking around on the roof, and chatting with the Corgi Lucky, the atmosphere was relaxed and very chic.

"Going back to the village to get things, not strange. Keep a good eye on it, don't be careless."

"Received, over!"

"You over, over, what are you overing?"

Zhang Su felt a bit uncomfortable hearing Pang Dakun's plastic English. Just say it, why bring an Indian accent.

"I see it in movies, special agents have to bring an 'over' after speaking on the walkie-talkie, over, over."

"Good, over, over, no need to reply!"

After speaking, Zhang Su shook his head, picked up the telescope on the side to look into the distance, and at the same time pondered the future plan in his heart.

Zheng Xinyu's sentry time was from nine o'clock in the evening to twelve midnight, Zhang Su was from twelve to three, and the last shift was naturally Zhong Xiaoshan, who stayed until dawn after taking over.

Time soon reached three o'clock. Zhong Xiaoshan walked out of the car, but found that Zhang Su was assassinating zombies at the gate.

"Don't know which village's zombies wandered here."

Zhang Su gently laid down the zombie he had assassinated with a dagger, turned to Zhong Xiaoshan and said.

"Tired, right? Hurry up and go to the car to warm up, you can still sleep for a few hours."

Zhong Xiaoshan wrapped the shawl made of tablecloth, and kissed Zhang Su on the face.

However, just as Zhang Su took a step toward the RV, he suddenly stopped and his ears moved.

"What's wrong?"

Zhong Xiaoshan asked softly.

"Shh!"

Zhang Su signaled Zhong Xiaoshan to be quiet, and at the same time the walkie-talkie in his hand rang.

"Brother Su, three people are coming from the city direction, three people are coming from the city direction, over!"

Zhang Su and Zhong Xiaoshan hurriedly left the factory gate and hid behind the wall. Immediately after, they heard rapid footsteps, and it seemed to be getting closer and closer. Gradually, they could even hear the rapid breathing of the people coming.

Zhang Su and Zhong Xiaoshan looked at each other under the faint light of the walkie-talkie, and both read the meaning from each other's eyes. The three people were clearly coming for the factory!

Sure enough, soon the two saw two beams of light shooting into the courtyard through the obstacles at the gate, and at the same time, a conversation sounded outside the door.

"Uncle Jia, you didn't see it wrong, there are people here!"

"This roadblock is new, the branches should have been picked yesterday!"

"I said I saw fire on the roof just now, great, finally saved."

From the voice, it could be heard that the three were men. Zhang Su directly took the USP in his hand. Three men, if they had weapons, would be enough to severely damage their temporary camp!

Just when Zhang Su was vigilant, the other party actually raised their voice to speak.

"Hello, master inside, we are survivors who escaped from the city, can you help us?"

A voice that sounded a bit old echoed in the factory area.

Zhang Su pressed his hand to Zhong Xiaoshan, signaling her not to move, then walked out of the darkness, lit a flashlight and shone it toward the door along with the handgun, and said: "Raise your hands, put them where I can see them, don't move!"

The strong light was dazzling, but the three still clearly saw the pitch-black handgun.

"Don't, don't shoot, we are not bad people, we are not here to sabotage, this big brother, we are all good people, this is the weapon! Quick, Xiao Qi, Xiao Lu, hand over the weapons!"

*Cling-clang*, with the man's words, two homemade short spears and a crowbar were thrown into the roadblock. From the current situation, unless the roadblock was removed, the three could not easily take back the weapons, very sincere.

"Little Pang, you were seen smoking, no smoking on sentry duty from now on!"

Zhang Su took the walkie-talkie and criticized Pang Dakun. The three people said it very clearly, the fire on the roof flashed, no need to think, it must be Pang Dakun lighting a cigarette.

"Got it, uncle... over."

Pang Dakun answered very quickly.

Then Zhang Su looked at the three people outside the door: "Step back, turn around and let me see!"

The weapons in their hands were thrown out, and there was a high probability that there were other things hidden on their bodies.

The three were very obedient, stepped back a few steps and then slowly turned around twice. The man called Uncle Jia said: "Big brother, we are really just ordinary survivors."

Zhang Su observed carefully and found no big problems, so he said: "Where do you come from?"

"Big brother, we are survivors who escaped from Qincheng. Yesterday our gathering place was broken by zombies, we escaped, food and water are not much, can you help us? We will exchange with tools and medicine!"

The middle-aged man Uncle Jia said sincerely.

The conversation at the factory gate was not small in the quiet night. People walked out of the RV and factory building one after another. Zhong Xiaoshan informed everyone of the situation.

"Little Pang, see if there is anyone in the distance!"

Zhang Su ordered Pang Dakun to observe the situation.

The middle-aged man naturally knew what Zhang Su was worried about, and hurriedly clarified: "Big brother, there are only three of us, we escaped all the way, no one else is together, we really have no malice."

"Uncle, I didn't see anyone in all directions, over!"

Pang Dakun reported.

"I ask, you answer, what did you do before the disaster?"

Zhang Su felt that the three were quite polite and measured, so he didn't rudely drive the three away, nor did he simply provide exchange, but intended to explore the other party's bottom first.

The three people outside the door were stunned when they heard the question, and then the middle-aged man said: "I was an electrician before."

A young voice followed: "I was a hairstylist at a barbershop before."

The last person said: "I was a delivery man..."

Zhang Su nodded, and then said: "The second question, have you killed zombies?"

"Killed..."

The electrician and the delivery man answered in unison.

The hairstylist was a bit shriveled and stammered: "Does it count if I didn't kill it?"

Zhang Su didn't answer the hairstylist, and asked himself: "The last question. Have you killed people?"

"No, no..."

This time it was the hairstylist and the delivery man answering together, waving their hands.

Electrician Uncle Jia lowered his head slightly, and after a while said: "Does it count if the person was infected but hadn't turned into a zombie yet?"

Zhang Su focused the flashlight light on the electrician's face, not afraid of the other party being dazzled, and carefully looked at his expression. However, before he could see anything, a surprised voice sounded behind him.

"Master Jia?"

Tan Huajun walked out of the crowd with clothes on and came to Zhang Su's side, her emotions were a bit excited: "Brother Su, he, he is, he is the Uncle Jia mentioned in my daughter's note!"

"Uncle Jia..."

Zhang Su muttered, some memories instantly flooded into his heart. A person named Jia in the Phoenix International where Tan Huajun lived organized a self-rescue team, and Tan Huajun's daughter and old father left the community with the self-rescue team.

Outside the door, the person called Master Jia by Tan Huajun was confused, covered the flashlight beam with his hand, and asked suspiciously: "Who are you?"

Zhang Su dimmed the flashlight light and shone it toward Tan Huajun.

"It's me, Little Tan, Tan Huajun from the gas station. One summer my electric scooter wouldn't connect to power, and you were the one who fixed it for me!" Tan Huajun hurriedly introduced herself, and then didn't wait for the other party to react, and asked urgently: "Master Jia, where are the others in your self-rescue team?"

Hearing this question, the three people outside the door instantly withered.

Zhang Su's heart skipped a beat, and he said to the people behind him: "Come, move the obstacle first."

Zhao Xue and Zhang Ya hurriedly stepped forward to dismantle the wire mesh into an opening. Lu Yubo, Zhao Dezhu and other men with weapons welcomed the three people outside the door. Although Tan Huajun knew the leader of the other party, they still had to be careful.

Tan Huajun rushed to Jia Shiqin in two steps, shaking his shoulders and asking: "Master Jia, don't scare me, where are Xiao Lan and my dad? Ah?"

*Slap! *

Who could have expected that Jia Shiqin gave himself a big slap.

"My fault, it was all because of my negligence, I didn't think it through, I harmed everyone..."

Hearing this, Tan Huajun's knees softened, and the belief supporting her instantly collapsed. Zhang Su was quick-eyed and helped her, saying: "Go, go, go inside and talk!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 146 =====