Eight o'clock in the evening.
At the beginning of the night, the Chinese lantern was not on. Looking out of the window, the highway has become a huge abandoned parking lot, and the howling of the Zombies has spread from far away in the wilderness.
Zhou Rong turned the steering wheel and his eyes were red and said nothing.
Sinan got into the cab from the trunk. The strong nicotine smell rushed into the nasal cavity and coughed up: "Let me drive it."
Zhou Rong shook his head.
"You 've been through too long."
Zhou Rong did not speak.
Si Nan was silent for a moment in the bumpy car body, and gently persuaded, "You can't do this, brother Rong. Two cars and dozens of people still count on you. If you fall down, what will others do? Later, Che Yanhao and Chun Cao have changed their hands twice."
... The biochemical car is not easy to drive." Zhou Rong finally said hoarsely, "the wilderness road is difficult to walk, we must be fast, the farther away from T city, the better."
Si Nan just wanted to say something, suddenly the radio rang: "Yan Hao calls the front car, Yan Hao calls the front car! Captain, have a try. Our radio station is silent. How are you?"
Zhou Rong's eyes changed slightly and turned on the car radio station.
Countless loud current floods out, and all channels gather into the same dark sea.
-- The short wave has no signal.
The three special forces in the trunk woke up sensitively, as if they were aware of something and got up to squeeze forward. Zhou Rong's face became very ugly, and he opened the base communication with a few clicks. However, the channel of the command center was like a swimming fish disappearing in the ocean of radio waves. No matter how to debug it, it was a desperate silence.
Zhou Rong suddenly stepped on the brake, took a deep breath for a moment, opened the door and hurried out.
The following China-Pakistan also stopped. The exhausted survivors woke up from their sleep and the blank discussion rang.
Yan Hao and Chun Cao also jumped out of the car. There was an undisguised exhaustion on both faces, but Zhou Rong didn't talk nonsense. He came straight to the mountain and said, "the base communication can't be connected."
The rest of the team gathered and stood on the grass, looking at each other with fear.
... There is no nuclear bomb... Signs." Yan Hao said softly, "didn't you say it was launched at eight? It's almost past eight now."
Will the plan change..."
"If the plan changes, the base should take the initiative to inform us." Yan Hao interrupted Chuncao and explained: "If it is changed to nine o'clock, the base will let us set out to rescue more people, and helicopters will be sent again; More importantly, delaying the launch time will lead to the diffusion of zombies from the city center to the surrounding areas. Nuclear bomb cleaning is originally as early as possible."
Sinan came from behind, stopped two or three steps away, and looked at them quietly with arms in his arms.
A terrible idea gradually rose in everyone's heart, but no one said or even acted, as if the possibility of terror would not exist as long as they kept silent.
The night in late autumn is already very cold, and the wilderness in the night is rolling and rolling. The distant railway tracks are dimly lit with the faint yellow light of street lamps.
"Your base," Si Nan said quietly from behind them, "something happened."
Two or three special forces shouted at the same time, "Impossible!"
"The facilities of the B Military Region are perfect and solid. At the beginning of the outbreak of the virus, a large number of armed police guards were mobilized, and even a fly could not fly in! And all the survivors of the national government, the General Command and the whole North China are all, all..."
There was no interface, and the sharp voice of spring grass gradually weakened.
Si Nan looked at her gently: "No matter how strong the fortress is, it cannot resist the internal collapse. Once the virus breaks out from the inside, it will be overturned in an instant, you know."
People think of the people who were sent to the shelter of the B Military Region by four helicopters this afternoon, and they shuddered instantly.
"Yingjie," Zhou Rong said quietly, "inform the location."
The team member named Zhang Yingjie was holding a tablet computer in his hand. It was not any brand known in the world. It must be military supplies: "We made a detour, 57 kilometers away from the suburb of B city. The highway ahead is heavily congested. It is recommended to bypass the industrial zone. There are still eight kilometers away from our nearest industrial zone..." He thought for a moment and said, "Maybe there are surviving residents."
Zhou Rong said slowly, "If City B falls, it will be cleaned by nuclear bombs in two days at most and cannot move forward."
The people on the bus couldn't hold back. They got up one after another and looked out of the car door.
Zhou Rong thought for a long time and made a decision with dozens of eyes:
"Camp on the spot, check materials and arrange people's accommodation."
"Yan Hao," he commanded, "count the list of survivors and prepare for shift night."
The sound of the wind was mixed with the sound of whistling, sweeping from the wilderness in all directions, like tens of millions of souls crying and rushing to the sky.
Zhou Rong's proper arrangement at the beginning of his escape immediately showed the effect. The coach was piled with rice noodles, oil and salt, canned meat and vegetables, and warm clothes, all of which were carried by him from the mall warehouse last night. In addition, the materials collected a little by knives, medicines, generators and so on were stored in the biochemical cars of special forces.
Survivors ate canned food in groups, and from time to time came repressed crying and lamenting. Si Nan sat on the steps of the biochemical door and was picking up a bottle of sugar water yellow peach. Zhou Rong came over and stuffed two pieces of antipyretic into his mouth.
Zhou Rong was full of smoke smell, and his fingertips were slightly salty, all rough and chapped.
"Captain." Not far away, Yan Hao suddenly said.
Zhou Rong bowed his head and wanted to say something. After hearing the words, he waved his hand to Si Nan and turned to Yan Hao.
"There is not much high-energy gasoline for biochemical vehicles, and diesel can be replaced reluctantly. We are ready to go to the highway to check the fuel tank of abandoned vehicles after dawn. After arriving in the industrial zone tomorrow morning, we will try to send a positioning signal to the military region. If City B does not fall completely, someone will definitely pick us up."
The two walked side by side towards the back wind. Zhou Rong asked in a low voice, "How many people are left?"
"Thirty-six survivors. Thirty men, six over 50 years old, two under 15 years old; Six women, two over 20, four over 40 years old. Full Beta."
Yan Hao swallowed his mouth and spittered and stopped:
"We have six left. You, Me, Chuncao, Zhang Yingjie, Ding Shi, Guo Weixiang."
Everyone else... Gone."
The surroundings were quiet, and the night wind brought the crowd one after another, sobbing in a low voice.
Zhou Rong clenched his teeth extremely tightly, so that his cheeks were a little cramped, suddenly banging for a while! Hit the trunk with one punch!
The wood that was thicker than people cracked suddenly, making a dangerous noise. Yan Hao retreated half a step under the condition of boxing.
"What are you doing!" Yan Hao shouted in a low voice, "What should I do if I draw a zombie?!"
The red silk slowly emerged between Zhou's fingers, and the extremely powerful and deterrent Alpha pheromone in the blood instantly broke through the inhibitor, roaring like a male beast and drifting away in all directions.
Zhou Rong forced himself to breathe in and took back his fist trembling.
Yan Hao took out a water bottle and poured water on the trunk quickly, and then poured water on Zhou Rong's hands, but he was blocked silently, immediately licking his wound. His eyes were bright in the shadow, as if he was in a desperate situation and unwilling to be a wolf.
... Three people in a group rotate, leaving at six tomorrow morning to go to the industrial zone." After a while, Zhou Rong said hoarse: "If there is no movement in City B within two days, I will go into the city to explore myself."
Yan Hao wanted to dissuade him, but when Zhou Rong turned around and left, he had to chase him up in a hurry.
Si Nan ate half a bottle of yellow peach, and the remaining half a bottle changed half a pack of white sand smoke with a man in Zhongba. The man gave the yellow peach to his wife and children. Si Nan went to Zhou Rong with smoke. When he walked to the edge of the forest, he suddenly stopped his steps sensitively.
There was a faint smell of discomfort in the night.
The breath floated in mid-air, strong, mature and aggressive; He subconsciously looked for the source, but after standing here for a long time, suddenly the nerve endings jumped, and the indescribable dizziness slowly rose from the bottom of his heart.
... Is an Alpha pheromone.
But how can there be Alpha in the wilderness? Is there a corpse killed by a zombie in the deep woods?
Si Nan looked around, with lights on in the open space, and the people who had finished the rest were getting on the bus one after another to prepare for the night. The other side of the forest was hidden in the dark, and the distant street lamp was gloomy, which seemed to exude an ominous atmosphere.
"Are you okay?" A female voice suddenly rang from behind.
Sinan turned back and Chuncao was looking at him curiously.
... Do you smell anything?"
"No?" Spring grass sucked the nose hard, then his eyes were dull and his face was subtle.
Si Nan: "?"
The next second, the spring grass gave a horrible sneeze, and immediately sprayed Si Nan all over.
"It must be the smell of rotting corpse!" Spring grass rubbed his nose in a mess and drove Si Nan to the car with a red face: "Go back to sleep quickly, forget it! Go!"
Si Nan was slightly confused and forcibly pushed back to the biochemical car.
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The special forces were divided into three classes that night. Chuncao Ding was really worth the night until 12 o'clock. Yan Hao Guo Wei changed to 3 o'clock. The last class was Zhou Rong and Zhang Yingjie in the early morning.
Zhou Rong didn't sleep soundly. He woke up in a daze during the shift change at zero o'clock.
The seat of the rear carriage was lifted up, and several Special Forces spread on the ground, snoring one after another. He felt that someone was close to his side, and he looked at Si Nan through the halo of the lights out of the window.
Si Nan lowered his body temperature in his sleep, so he subconsciously approached the heat source, surrounded Zhou Rong with one arm, and sprayed it in his shoulder with a deep and steady breath.
Zhou Rong was in a trance at that moment.
Those young and restless fragments in memory came against time, and even the soft and handsome face and closed eyes and eyelashes in the dark at this moment were quietly coincident with the pictures that had already disappeared in the years.
Zhou Rong raised his hand like a ghost and removed Si Nan's broken hair from his ears.
At this moment, footsteps sounded outside, and the door was gently opened.
Zhou Rong immediately closed his eyes and pretended to sleep soundly, although he himself did not know what the conditioned reflex was. A few seconds later, he felt that someone got on the bus, almost silently passing through the floor and parked in front of them.
Then someone bent down and lifted Sinan's hand, moving slightly and carefully.
Si Nan took the fever-relieving medicine containing stable ingredients, so he didn't wake up, and just turned over.
Zhou Rong lay there motionless. After a while, he finally heard someone open his mouth and said gently:
"Thank you, you saved my life."
-- It's Yan Hao.
Zhou Yanxin was slightly shocked and narrowed his eyes almost imperceptibly. I saw that in the dim light of the carriage, Yan Hao lowered his head, breathed nervously, and kissed him on Sinan Temple.
It was a dragonfly-like kiss with fear and piety.
Zhou Rong's eyes are hard to describe.
Yan Hao seemed to have eaten candy secretly. He got up and walked out of the car lightly and took the car door.
The carriage recovered into darkness. Zhou Rong kept silent for a long time and closed his eyes.