Cheng Bo Jing and Ye Yao Zu stood at the entrance of City B, waiting for the teams that may or may not appear.
Letting out a long, tired sigh, Ye Yao Zu turned to look at his friend.
"I am normally not the one to pull a Si Dong, but why don't we go out and grab some supplies? I am sure that the other four teams have been around long enough to get to the city by themselves. And I am sure that we will meet up with them… eventually," shrugged Ye Yao Zu as he rested his wrists on the butt of his rifle.
This post was worse than watching paint dry. There were no zombies stumbling about, no animals stalking them through the woods, nothing.
It was boring.
And while there were certain situations where boring was good. This was not one of them.
Not when the Little Fox was by herself in a house filled with unknown men.
