Chapter 27 Sailing Carnival 27
A burst of rapid gunfire caught Fu Anan's attention.
The container door was quietly opened a crack, and two people climbed on the container to look down.
The view from above is wide, and it is easy to spot the groups of zombies and people running away with guns squeezed in the narrow aisles of the containers below.
"Those are the people in the kitchen?"
"Um."
Almost every one of these people was carrying a gun, and it was obvious that they had plenty of ammunition. They were chased by the zombies and had no choice but to climb onto the container. Seeing this, Fu Anan couldn't help but frown and asked worriedly, "They won't come up, will they?"
"Probably not." Fu Yizhi put down the telescope. "They don't have the tools."
The only wooden ladder was taken away by them, and the difficulties encountered before became a guarantee now.
"By the way, where did this telescope come from?" Fu Anan looked at Fu Yizhi.
"I picked it up from the captain's control room." Fu Yizhi stood up and sat back in the container.
Seeing that he stopped looking, Fu Anan felt a little itchy, "Can I borrow it?"
"No." Facing Fu Anan's request, Fu Yizhi refused expressionlessly.
Fu Anan turned her head and curled her lips, saying that she didn't want to look at it. Her eyesight was very good.
The group dispersed. Six climbed onto the container on the left, while three hid directly beneath them. Two others were bitten by zombies before they could climb up. Painful howls echoed across the deck.
The big ship full of zombies has turned into a horror cruise ship.
Fortunately, they were one step ahead and occupied the most advantageous position, so that at this time, they could still use the alcohol lamp to cook some hot food.
Fu Anan opened a can, took out the food inside, drilled two holes on the side and tied wires in, and a simple small pot was made.
Fu Anan counted them carefully and found four boxes of canned food, each containing thirty-six items: canned salted fish, canned ham, canned pickles, and staple foods like canned corn and canned rice.
Looking at these stocks, Fu Anan felt satisfied. She then used an alcohol lamp to heat two bowls of fragrant white rice. This was how a human life should live!
Steam was rising from the rice.
Fu Anan took it down and poured oil into the empty can.
The oil began to splatter, making a sizzling sound. Fu Anan put the sliced ham in and fried it until both sides were golden brown and smelled of burnt aroma, then took it out.
"Okay, dinner is ready."
Fu Yizhi looked at the cooking oil on the ground and asked, "Where did this come from?"
"Oh, I brought this in my new backpack." Fu Anan pointed to the army green backpack he found outside the cabin, "There are also cigarettes, lighters and chewing gum in it."
Fu Anan took out the pack of Hongtashan cigarettes and asked, "Do you smoke?"
"Need not."
Fu Yizhi sat down and picked up the cooked rice.
The 25th day of survival at sea was safely passed.
The 26th day of survival at sea was safely passed.
Day 27 of Sea Survival
Since they climbed onto the top floor of the container, their daily life has changed from escaping to watching others escape.
They had plenty of food, but the people below were running out of supplies.
Surrounded by a swarm of zombies, they'd had several arguments over the past three days, which had initially escalated into physical confrontations. Just now, a man was pushed off a container by his companions, and after a scream, he was devoured by the zombies below.
Half a minute later, a zombie that had been bitten in many places and only bones were left stood up staggeringly.
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