After I Fully Prepared for the Apocalypse, the Ungrateful Cried with Regret-Chapter 45: The Rescue Team is Here?
"Kill zombies? Do you know how?"
Leo Hale hesitated.
If one more person joined them to kill zombies, their lives might actually get a little easier.
"I can learn. I’m a fast learner."
Shannon Renner said eagerly.
"Leo Hale, there’s no more room in the house,"
Ian Chandler reminded him.
"How about you stay in the house next door to us?
We’ve already cleared out all the zombies inside."
Leo Hale still felt a bit sorry for her. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
Granny Warner’s house next door was relatively clean, and if she lived right there, they could look out for each other.
Shannon Renner bit her lip but finally nodded in agreement.
Several consecutive days of facing zombies head-on had made Leo Hale and the other two much calmer.
Even when they saw zombies, the three of them weren’t as nervous or scared as before.
The number of zombies each of them killed per day had risen from just a few to ten or eleven. Although Nina Jacobs alone far surpassed them, at least they were no longer holding the group back.
And they were getting more and more proficient with their Superpowers.
But Leo Hale noticed that Nina Jacobs hadn’t been paying him much mind for the past two days.
’How did I offend her this time?’
Leo Hale stared at Nina Jacobs’s cold, retreating back, unable to figure it out for the life of him.
"Maybe reflect on your actions? You bleeding heart."
Chelsea Walsh patted him sympathetically.
The woman named Shannon Renner, whom they had rescued the day before yesterday, had already moved into the neighbor’s house.
Whenever they came out to clear the zombies from outside their door, she would insist on tagging along.
It had to be said, the woman was a very fast learner. From her first move, she was already stronger than the three of them, but Nina Jacobs always treated her like a complete stranger.
Today, Shannon Renner had once again suggested moving into the old house with them. Thankfully, Ian Chandler had refused in time.
"Me, a bleeding heart?"
Leo Hale felt the need to defend himself, but just then, they heard a strange sound coming from not too far away.
It was clearly gunfire!
"What’s going on? Is someone here?"
And the sounds seemed to be getting closer.
"The gunfire is dense. I think it might be a rescue team."
Ian Chandler’s words got everyone excited.
They had been listening to the radio broadcasts for intel every day, hoping a rescue team would take them to a safe base camp.
Could they really be here so soon?
"If it’s a rescue team, my brother might be with them!"
Chelsea Walsh was even more excited.
She wanted to rush out right now and see what was happening.
"But if they’re making such a huge ruckus, aren’t they afraid of attracting zombies?"
But Daniel Hale felt that things weren’t that simple.
There weren’t that many zombies in their alley, but the streets were crawling with them.
"That’s right. Going out now would most likely be a death sentence.
We should stay put."
Nina Jacobs had no intention of going out.
’In my past life, the rescue team didn’t get here this quickly.’
"Why?"
Leo Hale asked out of habit.
Nina Jacobs glanced at him. She didn’t want to answer, but seeing that everyone was looking at her, she slowly put down the apple Vera Coleman had peeled for her.
"There’s only one reason they’d risk opening fire and making such a huge noise.
They’re already past the point of caring."
"You’re saying they’re in danger?" Daniel Hale thought what Nina Jacobs said was very likely.
"It’ll be fine as long as they don’t come this way.
But if they flee into the alley in a panic, we could easily get dragged into it."
Nina Jacobs was a little frustrated by the situation.
After all, they were just hiding here, which put them in a fairly passive position.
She also hoped that group of people wouldn’t notice these old alleys.
"Then what do we do...?"
After hearing what Nina Jacobs said, Chelsea Walsh was at a complete loss.
Right now, she desperately hoped Forrest Walsh wasn’t out there.
But sometimes, your worst fears come true.
Nina Jacobs was the first to sense that something was wrong.
With her Five Senses Enhancement...
The sound of gunfire, accompanied by the rumble of wheels, grew closer, mixed with the shuffling footsteps of at least several hundred zombies.
They were here!
"Uncle Hale, take my mom upstairs first,"
Nina Jacobs said.
"Nina, don’t tell me they’re really coming here?"
Vera Coleman asked, extremely worried.
"Just in case. Keep all the doors and windows shut tight.
Don’t open them no matter what happens outside."
Nina Jacobs frowned, listening intently to the situation outside.
’Damn it. Those people are actually leading the zombies this way.’
Near the mouth of the alley, three military trucks were parked horizontally, blocking the entrances to three separate alleys.
The length of the trucks perfectly barricaded the alley entrances, so even when the surrounding zombies swarmed them, they couldn’t get in.
But Keaton Sloan knew this was just a temporary solution.
It was only a matter of time before the zombies poured in.
"All vehicles, listen up! Get out of the trucks, now! Move, move!"
"Covering fire!"
"Yes, sir!"
From the sides of the three trucks, the people who had endured a bumpy ride ran deeper into the alley under the cover of the rescue team members.
Holt Tate and his men led more than twenty survivors in search of a place to hide.
Originally, they had lost hope, because this kind of place was a deathtrap, easily surrounded by zombies from both front and back.
However, Holt Tate was thrilled to discover that there were almost no zombies in this alley.
Even if there were any, it was just a scattered few.
"There are no zombies in here! Everyone, get inside, quick!"
Holt Tate pushed open a gate.
At first, he thought it was just good luck, but he soon realized it might have been deliberate.
The proof was the few unburnt zombie corpses in the courtyard.
Someone had already killed the zombies here ahead of time.
But they couldn’t worry about that right now; the zombies blocked at the alley entrance could pour in at any moment.
"I’ll go get Captain Sloan and the others. Warner, you stand guard here."
Holt Tate hadn’t forgotten about Keaton Sloan and the rest.
Sure enough, after just a short while, zombies at the alley entrance had started climbing onto the roofs of the trucks.
BANG! BANG!
After a few gunshots, the zombies on the truck roofs were shot down.
"We’re dead, we’re so dead. There are so many of them,"
Leo Hale said.
A drone flew silently up to the eaves above the old house’s main gate.
Now, Nina Jacobs and the others could see the general situation at the alley entrance through the drone’s feed.
A green truck was blocking it, but it clearly wouldn’t hold for long.
"They only blocked the front entrance to the alley,"
Nina Jacobs said.
Fortunately, a few days ago, she had Leo Hale block the other end of the alley with some scrap steel plates.
All they could do now was pray for good luck.
"It really is the rescue team... but there are just too many zombies. Ah!"
Daniel Hale saw the uniforms those people were wearing.
Most of his earlier anticipation had already fizzled out.
If they left with the rescue team, would they really be any safer?
These people looked like they could barely save themselves.
"There’s no such thing as a perfectly safe place.
Accidents can happen at any time."
This was the apocalypse.
Nina Jacobs told the others to get ready.
If things went south, they would have no choice but to fight!
At the alley entrance, all the survivors had been evacuated from the trucks.
However, more and more zombies were climbing onto the truck roofs.
"Captain Sloan, this way!"
Holt Tate yelled.
"Fall back! Fall back, now!"
Seeing that the first group to get down seemed to be okay, Keaton Sloan immediately started running toward them.
Watching one of the men sprinting down the alley, Nina Jacobs raised an eyebrow.
’Keaton Sloan?’
’In her past life, he was extremely close with Liam Grant, practically like a brother to him.’
