Two Thousand & Thirteen

Chapter 18 Hope

       As group headed north in September, the weather finally cooled down, with the temperature dropping to 17 degrees. After a few autumn rains, the survivors finally calmed down.

    At Zhang Min's insistence, they stopped by the side of the road every evening. At night, they got on the train again and headed north day and night. No one knows when it will stop completely.

    Along the way, the wind is blowing and the grass is yellow, the autumn is long and the sky is wide, ranging from large towns to small gas stations and villages. As long as the convoy stops, all they see are zombies.

    They roam the open air, or walk on and off buildings, and make their way slowly to the moving caravan that roars past, never to be caught up.

    Occasionally, the life detector sounded a few times, all in big cities a few kilometers away from the national highway. Lin Musen rejected all proposals for search and rescue on the grounds of insecurity and insufficient food.

    All those who followed him out of the chemical plant knew very well in their hearts that those reserves were enough.

    What's more, whenever Lin Musen saw gas stations and small towns on the road, he ordered to stop and searched for supplies. These days, not only did they have less food, but more and more.

    Rou Ma used to be a fashion designer. She took over all the work of mending clothes and started changing clothes.

    She always looked at the little bear's head in the pocket of Jue Ming's coat, her eyes were red in a daze. Jue Ming gave her the little bear, but she didn't want it, and finally brought some sets of military uniforms, and compared them with Meng Feng. Zhang Min and the others began to modify their figures.

    A few days later, the first batch of modified clothes was completed, and most of the men wore the military uniforms found in the barracks and improved for the second time.

    Rou Ma smiled and said, "Does it fit, Jue Ming?"

    Jue Ming sat on a chair by the side of the road, looked up at her, and said nothing.

    Zhang Min said: "Baby, what should you say?"

    Rou's mother hurriedly said: "It's okay, the young man is well dressed." She turned and left.

    Jue Ming was wearing a khaki military uniform and a field team-style hat. There were six junior high school students squatting in front of him.

    A chubby man who was two years younger than Jue Ming, who had just entered the second year of junior high school, looked at him by the shoulder and said, "Is this our team uniform?

    " I'll take care of us. You six, listen to me."

    "Okay."
      A boy who was half a head taller than Jue Ming asked, "I recognize you as the boss, will you lead us to fight zombies? What team are we called?"

    Jue Ming pulled the logos on his arms and showed them that the military uniforms of the children, big and small, were all handmade by Rou’s mother, with cartoon logos sewn on without exception—a purple mushroom head, a thin rod .

    Jue Ming said: "We are the Cowardly Mushroom Team. We don't need to rush up to kill the zombies. We just need to hide behind them. If there is a mission, Uncle Meng will tell me."

The children nodded in understanding, and the young man said: "What about Uncle Meng? "

    Jue Ming said: "They are the melon team, and they also have piranhas and ground thorns, responsible for hand-to-hand combat and the front line; my dad leads people who can shoot, and they are pea shooters, double shooters and machine gun shooters."