"No, no need," the voice quickly said. "I have a car, it can start normally, it's just that I can't drive it right now."
The voice sounded very anxious, its speed increasing as it suddenly coughed, appearing to be seriously injured.
Bai Ye curled the corners of his mouth. He had confirmed the information he wanted. Well, it was definitely for better rescue of the other party!
Bai Ye said, "You can see Red Rock Mountain, a green military jeep, right?"
The other party said with difficulty, "Yes."
Bai Ye asked, "Is it close to the road, or off the road?"
The other party replied, "It's off the road, in the desert, but not too far off."
Bai Ye nodded, "Okay, please wait a moment, I'll be right there."
Bai Ye put down the walkie-talkie, then left the restaurant and unhurriedly entered the supermarket to look for water and food. After filling the saddlebag of his motorcycle, he left the gas station.
Rescuing someone, there's no need to rush. Anyway, the car and gasoline won't run away. No, it should be that the other person's vitality is so tenacious. Bai Ye believed that the other party could hold on until he arrived. Bringing food and water was also to help the other party better. What if they were hungry or thirsty?
I'm really a good person!
Returning to the road, Bai Ye headed forward.
Red Rock Mountain was easy to recognize. You could see it by looking ahead on the motorcycle; it was a distinct landmark. And according to the other party's description, it should be near Red Rock Mountain. Bai Ye could tell from looking into the distance at Red Rock Mountain that the other party should be further ahead on Highway 404.
After about an hour and a half, Bai Ye entered the desert area and headed towards Red Rock Mountain. Soon, he saw a dust-covered jeep.
Bai Ye stopped his motorcycle and walked to the car. The passenger door was open, and a man in his forties was sitting inside, his eyes closed, having fallen unconscious.
"Hey!" Bai Ye patted the man's cheek and said, "Wake up."
The man's eyelids lifted slightly, and he struggled, "Water, water..."
Bai Ye returned to his motorcycle, brought a bottle of mineral water, poured some into the man's mouth, and then poured some into his own palm and patted the man's cheeks.
After a moment, the man finally regained some vitality and slowly opened his eyes, saying, "Are you from the gathering point?"
"Yes, you can think of me that way." Bai Ye glanced at the man's chest, where there was a name tag. Bai Ye smiled, "Vic James?"
Vic nodded with difficulty.
Bai Ye asked, "What happened to make you look so miserable?"
Vic said with difficulty, "I'm from the Staek Factory. We were ordered to escort a batch of supplies, but halfway there, the Undead, led by the Road Knights, attacked us. All my colleagues were killed by them. I barely managed to escape."
Bai Ye nodded, "Then you really have a narrow escape."
Staek Factory was a weapons factory. Because it held a large number of weapons, it formed its own power after the apocalypse.
As for the Undead mentioned by the other party, Bai Ye also knew that when the apocalypse struck, the whole world collapsed, humanity was extinguished, and slaughter descended. A group of people established order in the desert. Their leader called himself the Undead, leading everyone to pick up weapons and drive modified terrifying vehicles, rampaging through the desert. Some forces tried their best to transport supplies out of the city, and the Undead's goal was to seize the supplies that they had painstakingly transported out of the hands of the zombies.
Bai Ye asked, "What do you need me to do for you?"
Vic said, "As long as you can send me back to the factory, I will give you a reward. There will be food and drink. Oh, by the way, the broadcast said you are a survivor gathering point, right? The company can arrange for people to take the people from the gathering point out. You can work at the factory and receive protection from the Staek Factory."
Bai Ye suddenly laughed, his gaze falling on the cigarette pack in the man's chest pocket. He then took it out unceremoniously, opened the pack, took out a crumpled cigarette, put it in his mouth, and lit it.
Exhaling a smoke ring, Bai Ye looked at Vic and said, "Do you want me to light one for you?"
Vic looked at Bai Ye in surprise, then shook his head, "No, I don't think I need it. I'm not in a state to smoke right now."
Bai Ye nodded, "Mr. Vito, to be blunt, you just lost a batch of supplies. Even if you return to the factory, you'll likely be held accountable. Yet you guarantee me water and food? And protection for the survivors at the gathering point? Do you think your company is doing charity? Are there any kind people who survive the apocalypse? Besides..."
Bai Ye glanced at Vito's waist. Blood had completely stained Vito's clothes. His face was pale, his lips were bloodless, his eyes were unfocused. Due to blood loss, Vito was on the verge of losing consciousness.
Bai Ye said, "Do you really think that if I drive you away now, you can last until we leave the desert? I don't have any anti-inflammatory medicine, nor do I have tools to stitch your wounds. In fact, I don't even have any bandages."
Bai Ye spoke while taking a deep breath and then exhaling a smoke ring.
"The only mercy I can offer you is to end your life quickly," Bai Ye mused. "Or perhaps listen to your last words?"
Vic fell silent. He had been waiting desperately for rescue, hoping to survive, but Bai Ye had hit him with a blow called "reality."
Vic wanted to lash out at Bai Ye, to roar loudly, but he knew he couldn't, and besides, what Bai Ye said was the truth.
A moment later, Vic said, "Give me a cigarette."
Bai Ye smiled, took out a cigarette, and put it in Vic's mouth. When Bai Ye lit the cigarette, Vic coughed violently.
Bai Ye patted Vic's back and said, "Slow down, it's okay, enjoy your last moments before you die. Oh, by the way, I also have alcohol, vodka and whiskey. Which one do you want?"
Bai Ye returned to his motorcycle, took out two bottles of alcohol, unscrewed the caps, and handed them to Vic.
Vic seemed to have given up all hope. He picked up the bottle and drank heavily, then...
Cough, cough, cough...
Vic started coughing continuously, and it was even possible to see blood entering the wine bottle, dyeing the liquid red.
The next moment...
"Those damned Chaos, those damned Road Knights, those damned Undead..." Vic no longer cared about his injuries, roaring with anger, venting his emotions, and smashing the wine bottle to the ground. "I won't let these bastards go even as a ghost!"
Then...
"You have received a revenge mission."
"Revenge Mission: Help Vic complete his revenge and reclaim the stolen supplies. Mission Reward: Death Strike x1."
Bai Ye was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.
This matter suddenly became interesting!
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