"Save your surname Zhou, the Rong of bingge Yanma, not the Rong of sister Huang Rong."
"We spent more than half a month in this unlucky T city, and we didn't touch a penny of field subsidies. The bullets and grain and grass also bottomed out. Adding oil in chaos was like a thief."
"How did you say this virus broke out, the variant of rabies virus, or the crazy genetic tactics implemented by American imperialism and Western powers against our country? Brother several also followed the news broadcast two days ago. Last night, even the TV signal and short wave radio were gone. Unfortunately, I chased the "people's urban management team" and "people's radio and television bureau" that had not been cut off for more than half a year. But the most unfortunate thing is..."
Zhou rongka wiped the fire and took a deep breath of smoke. Looking back, the team members were trembling. The side window of the carriage opened and the wind poured in.
Go... Gone, "a younger brother said," just turned out of the window..."
"When did you leave?"
"At the time of news broadcast."
Zhou Rong was silent for a moment and said with regret: "Unfortunately, I just want to give him the eighth season of Amway's National Development and Reform Commission."
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The wave of zombies was drawn to the southeast. At the moment, there were only a dozen living dead wandering on the street. The young man turned to the ground, pasted it to the corner of the wall in a few steps, and then flashed into a messy pharmacy.
The incandescent lamp flashed overhead, and the wall was full of spattered blood. Several mutilated bodies crushed the glass counter. It can be seen how horrible the scene was when the virus broke out.
With the increasingly strong call for racial and gender equality, Omega pheromone inhibitors have lifted the ban in many countries, but they are also strictly controlled prescription drugs. The young man put □ □ in front of him, bypassed the body that the pharmacist was leaning down on the counter, smashed the glass cabinet with a rifle butt, saw the familiar injection, breathed imperceptibly, and quickly dismantled the package and dispensing the medicine into his arm vein.
The pharmacy has probably been robbed several times, but there are still some supplies left in the corner, such as protein | Powder, nut bars, energy drinks, etc. He picked up a canvas backpack full of blood from the body, swept all he could bring in, and noticed that he had dug out two packs of water purifier.
After that, he raised his head and saw himself through the fragmented mirror beside the counter.
Motorcycle helmets and jackets are full of iron rust, jeans can't see the original color, and high-top booties are full of dried rotten meat.
He suddenly found something. He pulled down the zipper slightly and drew a pendant from his collar.
It was an ordinary brass round box, the size of a pocket watch. Open it and there was an old photo pressed under the crystal sheet.
A young couple smiled at him holding his five or six-year-old son. His wife was white, with linen hair and amber eyes. Even though the limited photography technology many years ago, his outstanding beauty was clearly visible; Her husband was a complete Oriental, with clear and elegant appearance, full of book, and a very familiar face.
-- His own face.
The young man closed his eyes and couldn't stop breathing. A few incomplete pictures flashed through his mind like Lightning: The rapidly bumpy cabin, the scream, the dead body, the shell of the burst, the cold silver suitcase...
Then the camera was pulled away. Under the cold cloudy and gray sky in the morning, the military boots stepped over the grass roots and dew, reselling the eardrums of each soldier:
... No tomorrow, no hope. Never wait for rescue, any mistakes will be doomed..."
"You will be the last living people on this Earth to fight against the dead!..."
The young man shook his head subconsciously, trying to rub his eyebrows, but touched the hard helmet.
"Be careful!"
A huge force rushed from the side of the body threw the young man to the ground instantly-roaring heavily, the young man instinctively wanted to pinch the attacker's neck, but the next moment there was a deafening gunfire inside!
The bullet, which was as rapid as a rainstorm, knocked out the warehouse door in the corner. Several dead people behind the door fell on the ground and couldn't help struggling and twitching. After a while, it finally turned into a pile of flesh and blood.
Zhou Rong put down the gun, Pooh out the cigarette butts, and ran out casually: "Are you two okay?"
The young man pushed away the "attacker" and turned over to sit up. He had a splitting headache and pressed his eyebrows.
"Hello, we just came in and saw the zombie pushing the door from the warehouse..." Yan Hao got up and opened his palm to the young man sitting on the ground. The latter held his hand, stood up with strength, and lifted the motorcycle helmet: "Thank you."
Yan Hao: ...
"?"
Handsome Yan withdrew his eyes. Although he hid it instinctively, the blush on his white face was still obvious. He coughed hard and said, "No... It's okay."
Zhou Rong felt quite interesting. After touching his chin for a while, he smiled and asked, "Brother, are you looking for food?"
-- If the last crowd voted for the top ten worst pick-up list, this sentence must be ranked first.
The young man didn't answer. He picked up the backpack and threw it on his right shoulder, carrying the one coming from Yan Hao. The muzzle pointed to the ground and walked around the door.
Who was expected to pass by, Zhou Rong grabbed his arm: "This..."
"Are you following me?"
The two looked at each other closely, and there seemed to be an invisible bowstring tightening gradually in the messy pharmacy. Zhou Rong smiled modestly for a while: "What are you talking about? You are so sad..."
... It is clearly responsible for the safety of people's lives and property."
The young man looked at Zhou Rong again carefully and felt that he had made a mistake in judgment just now. This person should not be a local army, but a soldier who embezzled weapons after being expelled from the team.
"Look at it. Come with us. No one has the idea of hitting your two packs of biscuits." Zhou Rong jumped a piece of crushed meat splashed on the young man's shoulder and didn't feel sick. He said, "We are going to the downtown shelter to meet our teammates, connect the masses, send positioning signals, and inform the local government to send helicopters to pick them up-tomorrow T city will be cleaned by nuclear bombs. Well, this is my certificate."
Zhou Rong was full of bloody fingerless gloves. He carefully pulled out a cowhide envelope from his arms and opened a letter of introduction to the Army covered with a red seal.
He shook in front of the young people with arrogance, and took back the official letter from the protective vest with Cherish, saying, "You can't go anywhere alone. Personal heroism is not acceptable. You 'd better accept the organization arrangement... What's your name again?"
There was silence, and the young man's eyes fell to the ground. There was a medicine box knocked over at his feet, which was written with the words "XX Sinan Chinese medicine decoction pieces Co., Ltd. (Guangdong 2011XXXX).
... Si Nan, "said the young man hoarse.
"South and South."
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Half an hour later.
"Their body | Liquid contains highly toxic, and the result of being bitten is 100% infection and death, followed by mutation. The mutation speed varies from person to person. At present, the shortest mutation time observed is 50 seconds, starting from the cardiac arrest of infected persons; The longest is more than 24 hours. During this period, the speed of rigor and corruption is no different from that of ordinary corpses."
Si Nan raised his eyelid: "Where is the observation object?"
"Several of my players," Zhou Rong said, drinking water.
On the left and right sides of the carriage, seven or eight special forces lined up respectively, constantly bumping around because the front of the car hit the dead of the road.
On Zhou Rong's side, Yan Hao pulled out a paper bag from behind, indicating Si Nan on the opposite side.
-There are several pieces of high protein chocolate and military compressed biscuits in the paper bag.
Si Nan threw the paper bag back to him casually, pointing to his backpack, which means I have it here, and immediately asked Zhou Rong, "Are you the local garrison?"
"When the virus broke out, experts thought it was collective rabies, so the first batch of infected people were sent to the Army for supervision, and the local garrison was completely destroyed." Zhou rong spread out his hand and expressed his courtesy of mourning, saying, "if you go to the military camp now, there should be tens of thousands of living dead with guns and bullets locked in it, and a piece of stir was put up in a dense way... It's really a hell for dense phobias."
"Then why did you come to T city?"
"Execute the task." Yan Hao whispered on the side.
Sinan glanced at it, Yan Hao looked intently at the shaking bottom plate of the carriage, and his lips sipped a slightly tight line.
"We came to perform the task. We were not very lucky and met with the outbreak of zombies. So we temporarily changed the content of the task and decided to go to the shelter to rescue ordinary people." Zhou Rong asked casually, "How about you, little brother?"
Si Nan didn't answer, "How is your task?"
He thought that the purpose of this team, like Tang Hao, was to seize Omega-the so-called precious strategic resources from the war-torn area. Who knows Zhou Rong sighed and said sadly, "brother, please back this time... The task object is dead. I'm afraid of taking punishment when I go back..."
"Not necessarily dead," Yan Hao suddenly whispered again.
The team members all looked at them, and Zhou Rong asked, "Can you live after falling freely from a height of nine thousand meters?"
Yan Hao was silent.
Brother Rong!" The driver shouted in front, "the latest road map is coming out. Come and look at the driving line!"
Zhou Rong got up and walked to the cab, wiping his body and patting Yan Hao's shoulder when he passed the time.
Si Nan suddenly found that Yan Hao often appeared when he talked with Zhou Rong. He handed something or inserted a word, and deliberately or unintentionally brushed his sense of existence.
Why?
Yan Hao suddenly coughed with his fist and handed a box of soft China: "Smoke?"
Si Nan's appearance is extremely Oriental, but his pupil is Amber like his mother. When he stared at people so motionless, he often had the illusion of being as cold as inorganic.
He just saw Yan Hao for ten seconds and shook his head and said, "No, thank you."
...
Yan Hao was a little nervous and smiled at him. He smoked a cigarette, but he didn't light it. He only played around and over between his fingers, as if he was easing some emotion with this action.
A moment later, Zhou Rong went back to the trunk with his equipment bag. The big horse Golden Knife sat down and sighed while pulling out the equipment: "It's really not easy-it will take two hours to arrive at the shelter at the current speed, but I just don't know how the density of the zombies in the streets of the city center is. Later, I'll go up and shoot a round along the way with a car machine gun. Hurry up and get some sleep... Why brother, what do you think I am doing?"
Zhou Rong opened the metal box of gun parts, took out a ruby ear stud from a tool slot and buckled it on his right ear.
Si Nan: ...
Si Nan sat opposite them. His eyes moved from Zhou Rong's ears to Yan Hao's ears. Two identical rubies were shining in the dim carriage.
At that moment, he felt that he understood something.
"Sorry." Sinan said sincerely, he got up and patted Yan Hao on the shoulder. He didn't go back to the front room and sat on the co-pilot.
Yan Hao: "... ???"
There was a strange silence behind the carriage.
However, Sinan was very kind and ignored him. He nodded to the driver to disturb him and immediately closed his eyes and fell asleep.