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 squeezed in the narrow aisles of the containers below and the people running away with guns.
"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 to climb onto the container. Seeing this, Fu Anan couldn't help but frowned 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 into the container.
Seeing that he didn't look at it anymore, Fu Anan felt a little itchy, "Can I borrow it?"
"No." Faced with Fu Anan's request, Fu Yizhi refused expressionlessly.
Fu Anan turned her head and curled her lips. She didn't want to look at it. Her eyesight was very good.
The group dispersed. Six people climbed onto the container on the left, while the other three hid directly below them. Two others were bitten by zombies before they could climb up. Painful howls echoed on the deck.
The big ship full of zombies has turned into a horror cruise ship.
Fortunately, they got there first 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 to it, and a simple small pot was made.
Fu Anan counted them carefully and found that there were four boxes of canned food in total, with thirty-six items in each box, including canned salted fish, canned ham, canned pickles, and canned corn and rice, which were staple foods.
Looking at these stocks, Fu Anan felt satisfied. He then used an alcohol lamp to heat two bowls of fragrant white rice. This was how a human life should be lived!
Fu Anan took it down and poured oil into the empty can.
The oil began to splatter and sizzle. Fu Anan put the sliced ham in and fried it until both sides were golden brown and smelled burnt. Then he took it out.
"Okay, let's eat."
Fu Yizhi looked at the cooking oil on the ground and asked, "Where did this come from?"
"Oh, it's 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 on the spot 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 Sailing Survival
Since they climbed onto the top floor of the container, their daily life changed from escaping to watching others escape.
They had plenty of food, but the people below were running out of supplies.
Surrounded by a large number of zombies, they had several arguments in the past three days, which gradually turned into physical conflicts from verbal quarrels at the beginning. Just now, a man was pushed off the container by his companions. After screaming, he was swallowed by the group of zombies below.
Half a minute later, a zombie that had been bitten in many places until only bones were left stood up staggeringly.
(End of this chapter)