Most people were in favor of killing that group of people and seizing their weapons.

"Too many people will consume supplies."

Only one tall and strong woman supported the inclusion of those four people into the team.

"They have weapons and they survived the apocalypse, so they must have supplies. Wouldn't it be good to absorb them?"

Wen Ya's name and image form a sharp contrast.

She is a weightlifter.

Because I usually exercise a lot and eat a lot, I stockpiled a lot of supplies.

I was training my lung capacity in the mountains before the end of the world.

Relying on supplies and strong physical fitness, they avoided the tsunami and withstood the high temperature.

"Wen Ya, your saintly heart is not worth it!"

The man in charge of the lookout put away his telescope and laughed at him.

"Could it be that he has taken a fancy to the two flat-headed guys across the street?"

"Besides, wouldn't you feel unbalanced if such a beautiful woman joined the team?"

Ha ha--

Others lowered their voices and broke out in suppressed laughter.

Wen Ya's eyes were filled with anger, "You are sick!"

"Put away your dirty hearts."

"I'm doing this for the good of the team. We have guns, but can we defeat the enemy?"

“The end is all about coming together.”

"Hehe," the leader lowered his eyebrows and licked his chapped lips.

"You're right. We can't win in a head-on confrontation. We can only outsmart them."

The man pulled out a grenade.

"There are still many zombies. Sooner or later, they will be bitten by them."

"It's better to die early than to have four more zombies in this world."

"Besides, it can save a lot of bullets."

The man gestured a few times with the grenade.

It’s impossible to throw it over a distance of two meters.

He turned around and handed it to Wen Ya, "You are strong, you do it."

He looked at her with a teasing look as if she were an idiot.

Wen Ya took a deep breath.

Looking at the grenade in his hand, his eyes dimmed.

Do these people really consider themselves teammates?

They requisitioned their own supplies, laughed at them, and used pua on them. Now they know that they don't want to kill anyone, but they still let them go.

She threw the grenade directly back.

"You guys do what you want, but give me my supplies back, I want to leave."

"hiss--"

Everyone paused.

The leader's face darkened, "Wen Ya, think it over carefully. If you leave, don't come back."

"I've thought about it. Return the supplies to me."

"You eat too much. You've already eaten up all your supplies."

Wen Ya: ...

She didn't eat much of her own supplies at all, and she hadn't been full every day since she joined the team.

Wen Ya glared at them.

After a while, he turned around and entered the darkness.

She is not really narrow-minded, she still understands the principle of sunk cost.

“Tsk tsk.”

Although there is no sound from the drone, we can guess what happened through the picture.

Xiaojia was extremely regretful, "Why don't you call me?"

"But the man who left was quite a man."

Xiaoxiao looked at him sympathetically, "You are so young, but your eyes are already damaged."

"What's wrong?"

Xiaojia didn't realize at all that the person who left was a woman.

While changing the magazine, Xiao Yi asked Su Qianyue, "What should we do? Should we shoot?"

Su Qianyue raised her hand and wiped the sweat off her forehead.

There were not many zombies in front of her, so she could stop.

He put away his gun and asked, "How many people did you say were on the other side?"

"Thirty-three, boss."

Xiaoxiao answered immediately.

There were not as many people as the one we met when we went up the mountain before.

But Su Qianyue was tired and didn't want to fight anymore.

Even a remote-controlled bomb can't get through this distance...

"You guys take care of the zombies, and leave the rest to me."

"yes."

Su Qianyue took a step back and took out a rocket launcher from the space.