Dave didn’t stay and help with the packing. He rode to the distribution center with insulin rife after this battle.
He had been worrying about his wife so much. How much he wished he could have a pair of wings and fly to her in a minute.
After Dave left, the rest of them had spent another day packing the supplies that could be of any use. With more than five hundred zombies, Elvis didn’t worry about the carrying of them at all.
The next day, a group of zombies stepped on the expressway. Zombies with steels were in the front; behind them, every four zombies carried an iron bed with all kinds of medicines and articles of daily use on it. Under the command of Albert, those zombies walked slowly.
Mr. Landon and his mother stayed in the hospital. His mother was too old to be abl
