Nina was very open and very daring.
Within a few hours of her first intercourse, she had grown fond of using her body to please Thomson.
She liked to see him get carried away.
Now that Thomson had business to attend to, she was kind enough to dress him and straighten his lapels.
It was late at night, so it was not a good time to travel.
However, the Hunter Squad chose to take the risk and move forward.
"Why do they have to leave now?"
Nina did not understand. Everyone was tired and they needed a good rest, but they still had to endure the fatigue and continue to travel.
"There are two reasons."
Thomson said slowly, "First, they don't have any supplies. Second, Taylor gave a death order."
"Could it be that the Eastern District shelter isn't far from here?" Nina asked.
Thomson smiled faintly. "Then why are they still flying the helicopter? Is there so much oil to waste?"
Nina was angry and stuck out her tongue to beg for forgiveness.
They were talking and laughing here, but the Hunter Squad's journey was not going to be easy.
Not only were they starving, but also their wounds, which had been simply bandaged, began to open again as they continued their journey.
The smell of blood continued to attract the zombies toward them. This caused them, who were already nervous, to be surprised.
Chris' men kept complaining. They were civilians, unlike veterans like Chris, who had the habit of obeying orders. Taylor said that they had to return within three days, so they would definitely return.
In their opinion, it would not be too late for them to continue their journey after the repairs were completed. After all, it was the apocalypse now and there were bound to accidents. When the time came, they could just find an excuse to say that they had delayed their journey and muddle through.
On the contrary, Lester did not have any complaints. Even if he was carrying the entire team's supplies, he did not have any complaints.
He thought that as long as he could survive, it would be worth it to suffer a little.
They did not know that Thomson was far away, riding the flying carpet and following behind them.
In the blink of an eye, it was late at night.
A team of people was severely depleted of ammunition.
If they continued fighting like this, they might face a serious problem of running out of ammunition and supplies tomorrow.
However, more and more zombies were being killed.
If not for the fact that everyone was equipped with silencers, they might not be facing batches of zombies now.
Instead, they would be facing tens of thousands of zombies.
At this time, Chris finally understood that advancing blindly would increase the risk of the squad. After thinking about it, he decided to set up camp on a roof to rest.
Three combat personnel took turns to stand guard.
After such a long and intense battle, everyone was tired and quickly entered their dreams.
The first one to stand guard was Chris. He took the lead and let his two subordinates rest first.
Unknowingly, Chris' consciousness was also a little blurry. He looked at the staircase in front of him that was gradually distorting and could not help but shake his head.
Hmm, perhaps he had lost too much blood and his vision was blurry.
Chris thought so, but he did not realize that there was a person standing in front of him.
James' thin body trembled slightly, but his gaze was extremely sharp.
After using his psychic ability to make Chris enter an illusory state, he walked to a corner and sat down. He looked up at the sky.
Soon, a blanket flew down.
There was a man and a woman standing on it.
It was Thomson and Nina.
"I really didn't expect you to find me."
Thomson's tone was filled with admiration. He had just been high up in the sky and it was night. It was impossible for ordinary people to see him.
It was obvious that this youth had used his superpower to find him.
It was rare to find him here.
His spiritual power was higher than the other party's. Although the youth was much stronger than ordinary people, it was not enough to detect his position.
"You... Are very strong, so I... Feel... It."
James enunciated each word as if he was not used to communicating with others.
"I... Want... You... To... Help me... With... A favor."
"A price."
Thomson said straightforwardly.
"I... Serve... You..."
Thomson shook his head. "What do I need your loyalty for? Your ability is of no use to me."
"What's more."
He pointed at the tent where Lester lived. "I saved him, but he betrayed me for his life. Why do you think I believe you?"
The youth's body trembled slightly and he gritted his teeth.
"Please... You..."
Thomson raised his hand and the flying carpet rose rapidly.
"They... Are underground!"
The youth's voice made the flying carpet stop its rise.
Thomson looked down at him.
"I... Know... You... Want them... The resources there... Are underground... You can't go in..."
The young man spoke faster to keep Thomson, but his pronunciation had changed, so Thomson could not hear him clearly.
He landed again and stood in front of James. "Speak slowly."
James let out a sigh of relief and said slowly, "I talked to Chris. He told me that the shelter in the Eastern District is built underground and there are surveillance cameras outside. People who aren't in the protected area can't enter.
"Outsiders like me have to go through many tests to make sure that they aren't infected by zombies before they can enter.
"Underground is where they live and where they store their supplies."
Nina handed him a bottle of water at this time to let him breathe.
Thomson thought about something and no one knew what he was thinking.
The youth then said, "If... You want to go in, I can... Help you."
Nina took over the conversation very sensibly and asked in return, "How?"
"Help you... Steal supplies..."
"How can we believe what you said is true? What if we help you and you don't return the favor?"
"I... Can... Help you steal supplies first... Then you... Help me."
Nina turned her head and let her man make the decision.
Thomson thought even more. "If I'm not wrong, you contacted Taylor through the radio and told him about your supernatural ability so that he could help you, right?"
The youth hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.
Thomson smiled.
"If that's the case, why did you suddenly change your mind and choose me instead of him?"