"Next, all of us in the vehicle were held hostage by these few people. As they traveled east and west, they didn't treat us like humans at all. They often forced us to go into the hordes of Zombies to grab food supplies for them to enjoy, while what was left for us were their spit-soaked scraps. They practically treated us like dogs. Almost every day, someone would die trying to snatch food from the Zombies to avoid starvation. Watching the number of Survivors on the vehicle dwindle, a few other male Survivors and I discussed that we couldn't just sit idly by and let them manipulate us. We figured if we were going to die anyway, we might as well fight back."
Upon hearing this, Huang Yong couldn't help but regard the young man with a few more approving glances. You wouldn't think this young man had a toughness that was not apparent from his skinny appearance.
