I have a lot of relatives

Ten p.m.

Pan Haodong and a group of more than ten people took three SUVs and went straight to the dock in Shaxia District.

They used to live in Sasang District. Sasang District, Sasang District, Gangseo District, North District, Seo District, and Yeongdo District all belong to the outer city area and are areas abandoned by the Busan management.

The Central District where Shi Yu originally lived is also an abandoned area.

The areas that Busan management plans to encircle are mainly East District, Busan Town District, South District, Suying District, and Dongnae District. These districts are all in the central area of ​​Busan, with a large mountain in the middle.

If someone looks at the map, they will find that the Busan management team, the circled inner city base, is a strategic area with easy access to advance and retreat. Suying District has multiple piers and the Gwangan Bridge to Haeundae District.

The army responsible for the martial law on the periphery has not withdrawn tonight, Pan Haodong and others have been unimpeded all the way, and the zombie dogs and zombie wolves encountered along the way are not enough for cars to hit.

The group soon arrived at the pier in Shaxia District.

It took some time to find a yacht filled with oil. Several zombies wandered on the yacht. One man and two women. The man had only a pair of shorts above and below, and the woman was naked...

"Rongguo, call your classmates and move these corpses out."

Pan Haodong brushed two swords, chopped off the head of the zombie, quickly greeted Rong Guo and the others, got the corpse out of the yacht, and others boarded the yacht one after another.

Jiang Yanxi, who ventured to join the team, remained silent all the way to the present.

She didn't think about why she had packed up her personal belongings in the last few minutes, and quickly dialed Pan Haodong's phone to join the team.

But it doesn't matter.

They come, the security.

No matter how bad it is, it won't go anywhere!

What's more, Pan Haodong doesn't look like bad guys. He will follow them to leave Busan and find a new base on the island. Maybe he will have a better life. It is better than staying in Busan and worrying all day.

"Hello, my name is Park Hyo Joo. I met for the first time, please take care of me."

Female teacher Park Hyo Joo smiled and stretched out a hand.

She has a much more cheerful personality than Jiang Yanxi, and teaching students requires an active atmosphere. The high school students taught by Park Hyo-joo are in a more mischievous stage, and they are not good enough to be promoted to the job.

"Jiang Yanxi."

Jiang Yanxi reached out and shook Park Hyo Joo.

At this time, Sheng Jing was sitting beside the two women with a big belly and said: "I know you are very puzzled, why did we leave overnight, and said that the outer city of Busan is about to fall..."

"This is true. It is not to scare you. I believe you can also feel that the atmosphere in Busan is not right recently. Tonight, the radio is going to be fired. The patrol can lead it, and others can lead it. If the military can do what it says. , That means that they will lose the ability to quell riots."

"Do you think the military will send out the weapons that it depends on for survival?"

"will not."

The two women shook their heads subconsciously.

Others are thoughtful.

When Zhenxi, Youngguk and others threw the corpse out of the yacht, Pan Haodong quickly started the yacht, checked all the instruments, confirmed that the yacht was functioning normally, and immediately established a sailing route to Geoje City.

...

Six o'clock in the morning.

Pan Haodong and his party went back and forth, and finally found a suitable island construction base in the Tongyeong city area. There were several houses on the island, all of which were empty.

There are no zombies and no dogs.

It is estimated that the homeowner usually does not live on the island, or when he goes out for shopping, he is bitten to death by a zombie and becomes a zombie.

Pan Haodong and his party were also not polite, occupying the houses on the island, placing their personal belongings at will, and then looking for places to recharge their energy.

To be blunt, it is to sleep.

When they were resting, the soldiers deployed in various fortresses outside Busan evacuated one by one. The zombies trapped in the cordon immediately stepped on their companions and climbed into the territory of Busan.

They are like sharks that smell fishy, ​​launching brutal and inhuman attacks on survivors outside Busan.

Killing, blood, screaming, wailing.

The human tragedies that occurred in Seoul, Daegu and other places began to take place in the outer city of Busan. The survivors fled everywhere, like mice running away.

Hidden above the city, Nie Xiaoqian, seeing such a terrifying human tragedy, can’t help but sigh: “The master is right. Sometimes people are more evil than ghosts. Hundreds of thousands of people give up and give up when they give up. How can Busan’s management think? So vicious?"

"Forget it, no matter."

"Practice is important."

Nie Xiaoqian didn't sigh for long before she started to absorb the grievances gathered but not dispersed. If she hadn't dared to absorb the grievances indiscriminately before, she would go into anger and fall into evil ways if she was not careful.

Now with the owner.

No matter how much grievances you can absorb, you will not be afraid of it.

Anyway, there is time...

When Pan Haodong and his party woke up, there were hundreds of thousands of people in the outer city of Busan.

Shanghua, Shengjing, Zhenxi, Rongguo and others could not help being intoxicated looking at the bloody beauty that appeared on the horizon in the afternoon.

"Cousin, there are houses on the island with water and electricity, but there is no food. We want to live here. We must go to the city tonight to collect food and grains, otherwise everyone will be hungry."

The food in the island villa is only enough for more than a dozen people to eat for a day. After eating today, it will be gone tomorrow.

When there is no safe base for storing large amounts of food, it is incomplete, so Pan Haodong did not receive the prompt to complete the task, and he did not expect to complete his cousin's wish in a few days.

It will take one or two months to say less.

"Don't worry, I have a bag of rice in my bag."

Pan Haodong turned around and took out the rice hidden in his backpack. The custom-made version without packaging was produced in Thailand in the Hong Kong Comprehensive World. A bag weighing 50 catties, enough for a dozen people to eat for several days.

There is grain in his hand and he is not worried.

Shang Hua and the others, who were worried about food, let out a long sigh of relief.

If you have rice, you can cook porridge, cook and eat. Vegetables are also simple. You can catch a few fish in the sea and eat for a few days.

Temporarily solve the food crisis.

The group gathered together naturally and talked about the situation in Busan.

"I just received a call from a friend who said that the outer city of Busan has all fallen. Almost all the survivors in Shashang and Shaxia have become infected."

Park Hyo Joo said worriedly.

Her friend is now hiding at home waiting to die. There are more than a dozen zombies in the corridor outside the door. They dare not walk loudly, for fear of disturbing the zombies to knock on the door and accelerate death.

"Hey~~ Busan management is too cold-blooded."

"In fact, they can't be completely blamed. The main reason is that there are not enough soldiers in the Busan Military Base. It is simply a idiot to want to guard against death and protect every survivor."

"That's how it is said, but it is really chilling to do so."

"I can't help it when I feel cold, can I actually fire the gun to increase the instability?"

"Some necessary sacrifices are inevitable!"

"Then why can't you sit in a high-rise building and use your mouth to decide the life and death of hundreds of thousands of people."

"..."