Undead Chapter 76: Chapter76

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"A tide of zombies attacked the camp at night. The situation is critical. Contact me later."

This became the last communication from the Black Falcon team to the headquarters.

After that, it lasted for thirty-six hours, and the communications office worked day and night, and was never able to contact them.

There are cigarettes in the meeting room, and no one pays attention to the rules of no smoking in the headquarters room anymore. Zheng Zhongjiang took the lead, holding a cigarette, standing at the head of the conference table, his eyes full of bloodshot eyes after staying up late, his voice was hoarse and hard to distinguish:

"The search and rescue has a depth of two hundred kilometers and is basically a mountainous area. Approximately 10,000 zombies wandered and gathered. The Eighth Army, which was carrying out search and rescue operations in Hebei, had gone to the scene with heavy casualties, but no signs of survivors were found. The elite reconnaissance battalion at the Inner Mongolia base is on its way to the canyon, and a follow-up report will be sent soon..."

"Is there no conclusion from the General Staff Department?" someone asked.

Lieutenant General Zheng stopped smoking, and saw white mist rising up. After a while, he said in a low voice: "If the reconnaissance camp does not find any survivors, it can be preliminarily concluded that all members of the Black Falcon team have died."

"Fuck it!" Someone in the back row suddenly violent, and slammed the tea cup: "Tang Hao, that waste, return Lao Tzu's soldiers! Things that are not enough to succeed! ..."

"Captain Kong!" Lieutenant General Zheng shouted.

Someone immediately went up to pull him, Zhou Rong glanced back and recognized that it was from the paratrooper unit next door--Tang Hao took away the nine top soldiers of the paratrooper battalion this time, and at first I heard that the Black Falcon team was wiped out. News, the battalion commander's emotions immediately lost control.

"Enough! If all the members die, Team Leader Tang himself will be among the dead!" Lieutenant General Zheng said sharply: "Moreover, the task is extremely difficult, and sacrifice is inevitable. Who can predict the zombie tide? What's going on?!"

"Every soldier in our battalion was brought out from the Chengdu Military Region by myself, nine!" Battalion Commander Kong was inexplicably sad and inexplicable: "The youngest is only twenty years old. He is the only one left in the family. He doesn't know how to write a suicide note. To whom!..."

Zhou Rong interrupted him: "My soldier has just turned eighteen. I am a girl."

Master Kong Ying roared.

"Vice Minister Guo's family of martyrs, his only grandson is also inside." Zhou Rong said slowly: "That's the last four soldiers of our 118."

The surroundings were silent, and Commander Kong was speechless, and slid down on the chair.

"I believe there are survivors. All members of the Black Falcon team are equipped with secondary antibodies. Even if they are infected, they will never be annihilated." Under all eyes, Zhou Rong got up from his seat and turned to Lieutenant General Zheng:" The Inner Mongolia base is insufficient. I request the headquarters to take the lead in organizing the rescue."

Lieutenant General Zheng's face sank like water: "The opponent is an elite reconnaissance battalion, and the ability is enough!"

"Then I request to organize a more professional special forces rescue team."

Lieutenant General Zheng didn't have time to answer, then Battalion Commander Kong thumped adrenaline! The ground jumped up: "I am willing to be the leader!"

Zhou Rong said solemnly: "Please let me lead the team myself."

"..." Battalion Commander Kong blinked his eyes and looked at himself, then at Zhou Rong, and quickly said: "I, I am willing to be the deputy of the team leader!"

"Enough of you all!" Lieutenant General Zheng couldn't bear it.

Everyone in the meeting room was silent and silent. After numerous anxious gazes, Lieutenant General Zheng finally let go: "If the search and rescue of the reconnaissance battalion still has no results, the South China Sea General Staff will organize the last round of search and rescue in twelve hours, and Battalion Commander Kong will be the leader. The meeting ended. ."

·

The door to the conference room opened, and the officers filed out, walking down the corridor in groups to their respective offices.

The old Lieutenant General Zheng finally finished sorting out the documents and holding up his large ceramic tea mug. Just as he was about to go out, someone in Hengli swiftly inserted in and slammed the wooden door with his backhand.

Lieutenant General Zheng stood helplessly: "Colon Zhou..."

"I request to go to the canyon for search and rescue."

"Request to dismiss."

Zhou Rong said coldly: "Why?"

The communication office next door.

Si Nan wore Zhou Rong's military uniform jacket on his shoulders, and slept on the table with his arms pillowed. The footsteps of the officers passing through the corridor and passing through the hidden office door awakened him.

Si Nan moved, raised his head and rubbed his eyes: "...Zhou Rong?"

The surroundings are quiet, Zhou Rong has not returned yet.

Sinan yawned and poured a cup of warm water, drank it slowly, regaining his spirit. Zhou Rong still didn't come back. He looked at his watch, opened the door and walked out of the communication office, vaguely hearing a fierce dispute in the staff meeting room at the end of the corridor.

"They have sacrificed, Colonel Zhou! You and I know this! The Eighth Search and Rescue Brigade has lost so many people, how many lives do you want us to fill in to be satisfied?!"

Zhou Rong was furious: "Everyone is equipped with secondary antibodies. You told me that everyone died overnight?!"

Lieutenant General Zheng: "The cure rate of secondary antibodies is only 50%!"

"Yan Hao even has a one-thousandth chance of hitting the primary antibody. How could it be possible that none of the 30 elite teams has survived the secondary antibody?!"

Si Nan stopped and stood silently outside the door.

Lieutenant General Zheng reluctantly backed up a few steps, threw the big tea mug and documents onto the conference table, and asked: "Are you trying to force me to tell the truth?"

"..."

"Dark night, forest, thousands of zombies besieged the camp, what do you think is the chance of being'infected' rather than being'eaten alive'? Even if Yan Hao of your team can carry it again, he will be torn into pieces by the zombies. The antibody bath doesn’t work! It’s not an antibody problem at all!"

The surrounding area suddenly fell silent.

Zhou Rong stood upright without a word, his handsome cheeks as if frozen.

Lieutenant General Zheng looked at him, probably also feeling that he was too serious, and barely slowed down his tone: "I understand your feelings, Colonel Zhou. Everyone hopes that the Black Falcon team will survive. Do I want them to sacrifice? In this way, I assure you that if Yan Hao and Guo Weixiang can all come back alive, I will fight for...No, I will help 118 restore the organization, what do you think?"

After a moment of silence, Zhou Rong whispered: "Yes, I will personally lead the search and rescue."

Lieutenant General Zheng didn't even think about it: "No!"

"Why?"

"No why! The General Staff Department does not allow it! You are on the front line, what about the antibody carrier?!"

Zhou Rong roared: "I will go by myself! Life and death count me alone! Also, he has a name and a surname called Sinan, not an antibody carrier!"

Zhou Rong's out-of-control roar came out, echoing clearly in the corridor.

Si Nan had Zhou Rongshang's military uniform with Yuwen hanging on his arm, and put his other hand in his trouser pocket, and gently closed his eyes.

"It's late, Colonel Zhou." Lieutenant General Zheng was angry, but showed amazing restraint. He stared into Zhou Rong's eyes and said word by word: "Your life and death began when the antibody carrier was marked. It doesn’t belong to you alone. Have you thought about it, what if he died after you died in the battle? Or more simply, if he tells me that as long as you send Zhou Rong out, I won’t cooperate with the experiment. What to do?"

Zhou Rong said impatiently: "Sinan will not..."

"What if he would?" Lieutenant General Zheng asked immediately: "Do you think in his heart, is your life important, or the lives of the four comrades in arms?"

Zhou Rong spoke suddenly, but couldn't say anything.

Behind the thin door panel, Sinan stood quietly for a long time, Zhou Rong's unrepressive and painful breathing finally came through the door:

"...I know they are alive, they are waiting for me... but I just can't save them..."

Si Nan lowered his eyes, took a step back, and turned around.

At this moment, Lieutenant General Zheng spoke again with a cold voice: "You should have known this day, Colonel Zhou. You are a soldier, or a soldier who often performs high-risk missions and writes suicide notes. , Did you completely forget about this when you marked Omega? Did you not even notice that he was immune to the zombie virus? Did you really have no doubt that he was the target of 118?! The development of the matter today is completely you A person’s responsibility, you have found yourself such a burden!..."

Si Nan was breathing fast, and he covered his eyes hard, his ears buzzing.

After a few seconds, he suddenly walked through the corridor, without returning to the communication desk, and went straight downstairs and left.

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"I don't care what you say." Lieutenant General Zheng blocked Zhou Rong forcibly, picked up the documents from the table, and picked up the big tea jar again: "In short, the matter has been decided, you must stay with the antibody Carry... That Sinan, that's it."

Zhou Rong’s eyes are red, like a desperate tiger: "Si Nan is not..."

Old General Zheng said angrily: "Unless you convince him to perform surgery today to remove the mark! Find another one! You must find it from the military! If the above three conditions are met, I will immediately send you to the canyon. Here!"

"..." Zhou Rong stood froze for a long time, until General Zheng suddenly raised a little hope, only to see him shaking his head and rejecting: "No...no."

Old General Zheng was suddenly discouraged: "Then you still say a fart, don't you get out of here."

But Zhou Rong didn't get out, and stared at Zheng Xie unwillingly: "Si Nan can join the search and rescue team."

"Are you crazy!"

"No." Zhou Rong was slow and determined, and every word was very clear. He said, "Si Nan is not a burden. He has always been a member of 118. He went with us into the underground military area and searched and rescued people along the way. I don't know how many times. I spared my life to protect our comrades. Without him, our entire army would have been wiped out several times. Sinan has this ability. He has never been a weak person who needs to be protected in the rear, but a companion who can fight side by side!"

"No, yes!" General Zheng almost roared: "Stop talking! In case of an accident with the ultimate antibody, we still need him. I can't allow antibody carriers to be in any danger!"

Zhou Rong asked: "What else can happen?!"

"More! What if the ultimate antibody is not in the valley at all? What if it never existed?!"

Zhou Rong stared at General Zheng in amazement, like a monster.

Lieutenant General Zheng took a deep breath, barely recovered his emotions, and said: "Don't waste time, Colonel Zhou. The last search and rescue team will take off at 23:00 tonight. I wish your team members... No, I wish Black Falcon All soldiers in the group survived."

Lieutenant General Zheng remained angry, bypassing the stiff Zhou Rong, opened the door and walked out of the meeting room.

·

There is a tree-lined road in front of the Military Research Institute. When viewed from the height of the third floor, the sunlight shines through the layered green leaves of the French sycamore, casting light spots on the road.

Si Nan put his elbows in front of the window sill in the corridor, fingers crossed, his eyes squinted slightly by the sun.

A moment later, the laboratory door clicked, and Sinan turned around and saw Ning Yu poking out her head while taking off her mask: "Why are you here? Why didn't you knock on the door? I just saw you when I turned around."

Si Nan didn't say a word, and turned around slowly.

Ning Yu looked at him up and down, "...what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, get out of the way."

Ning Yu blocked the laboratory door and said, "What the **** are you here for?"

"..." Sinan finally said lazily: "Draw blood."

"Today is not the day to draw blood."

"Just want to draw blood."

Ning Yu was suspicious and looked at Sinan up and down, but the latter's calm face was not abnormal. After a full half a minute, Ning Yu finally loosened, frowned and turned sideways, letting go.

"It is inexplicable," he muttered, staring at Sinan when he came in, "No matter what you do, you must be the one who commits crime or steal."

Si Nan turned a deaf ear to it, and sat straight on the couch on the open space in the middle of the laboratory, motioning for him to come and get the needle.

Ning Yu took two steps forward, and suddenly stopped vigilantly: "I won't stick, you must be trying to lie to me."

Si Nan asked back: "What did I lie to you for?"

"Who knows, maybe you want to hit me?"

"What did I beat you for?"

"How do I know what you think?"

To Ning Yu's expectation, Sinan became visibly irritable: "Are you drawing blood?"

"..." Ning Yu frowned behind her gold-rimmed glasses, and finally asked, "What happened to you today?"

Si Nan didn't speak, and after a long while, he said calmly: "It's nothing, but suddenly I particularly want to assist you in your work."

Ning Yu smiled and shook her head, turned around and walked to the test bench without looking back: "I don’t need a lot of serum for the time being. The current research has reached how to de-Long secondary antibodies and try to improve the resistance of ordinary people to antibodies. This stage of stress. Of course, you will definitely need to cooperate with the experiment in the follow-up, and let’s talk about it when you need to draw blood."

Si Nan ignored him, quietly behind him.

Ning Yu returned to the microscope, but just lowered his head, suddenly realized something, and suddenly turned around: "——Si Nan!"

Si Nan tightened the blood draw belt with his teeth and pierced himself. The scarlet liquid was slowly flowing into the blood bag.

"You really took the wrong medicine today!" Ning Yu said in disbelief, "Are you okay? Whose soul has you worn you?!"

Si Nan did not answer. The blood bag became fuller and heavier, and cold sweat leaked from his pale cheeks from staying up late. Ning Yu watched the blood bag over 400CC, but there was no sign of stopping, and finally couldn't help but shout: "Stop! It's okay!"

Sinan turned a deaf ear.

"What do you want to do? Stop!"

Ning Yu stepped forward, ignoring Sinan's dodge, holding him down and pulling out the needle, bringing up a thin blood line. At this time, the blood bag had exceeded 500cc, and Sinan's face was paler than paper. He leaned on the recliner and panted slightly, and was slapped by Ning Yu.

"Hello, logistics office?" Ning Yu picked up the internal phone and ordered: "Bring me a cup of high protein supplements and add sugar."

Si Nan opened his eyes slightly and laughed, "Are you still the black-hearted scientist who drew 800CC of my blood at once?"

Ning Yu hung up the phone and sneered: "Are you still the Sinan who wanted to kick me off just to get Zhou Rong into the helicopter?"

Si Nan pondered for a moment: "Really."

Ning Yu immediately stepped back three meters.

After a while, the assistant came with the protein supplement. Ning Yu personally tore open the sugar packet and stirred three bags of sugar inside before Sinan drank it while it was hot and slept.

Si Nanyang was lying on a large leather chair, still covered with Zhou Rong's military uniform jacket. He pulled up the military uniform, covered his nose, and took a deep breath. The nose was filled with the powerful, domineering and warm Alpha pheromone breath that Zhou Rong was familiar with.

It was quiet at noon. The laboratory was empty and shady. In the distance, only Ning Yu wore soft-soled shoes walking around, and the slight movement caused by the collision of glassware.

Si Nan closed his eyes, and suddenly muffled in his coat for a while and said: "Dr. Ning?"

Ning Yu from a distance: "Huh?"

"How did you feel when you did the **experiment at the Survivor Base?"

Ning Yu's movements slowly stopped, standing in the shadow of the angle between the separator and the incubator, and asked for a while: "Why do you want to know this suddenly?"

"I just want to know what signs a person will have before doing something he knows he is guilty of but must do."

Ning Yu put a test tube in the incubator, and after a long time, said lightly: "Forget it, who remembers so much."

Si Nan nodded silently and closed his eyelids.

·

Si Nan slept in the laboratory until the evening. When he woke up, Ning Yu was not there. Only the assistant was guarding the side in fear, saying that Dr. Ning had gone to the laboratory to get the materials. Sinan rejected the assistant's suggestion to drive him. He walked back to the dormitory area alone for half an hour. It was getting dark, and the street lights in front of the dormitory building were lit up, reflecting the moths lingering among the trees.

19:30PM.

Si Nan pushed open the door of the dormitory, Zhou Rong was sitting under the lamp wiping his gun.

"Back?"

"Hmm."

"Where did you go?"

Si Nan walked to a place two steps away from the desk, stopped, and replied after a moment: "Institute."

Zhou Rong's eyes were red and he nodded silently.

"Why are you here?" Sinan asked.

"Lieutenant General Zheng asked me to come back and rest." Zhou Rong tossed over and over again to look at the black rush in his hand, and said: "Can't sleep."

The soldiers who had dinner in the cafeteria returned, and the indistinct voices passed through the corridor, then went away, gradually disappearing.

The bedroom can only hear the silent breathing of the two and the slight sizzling sound of a light bulb.

Si Nan stepped forward, drew Zhou Rong's gun and placed it on the table, acting lightly and couldn't refuse. Then he squeezed between the desk and the chair, raised his leg and sat on Zhou Rong’s lap. The distance between the two became very close, breathing interlaced and heartbeat, and even every trace of emotion in each other’s eyes could not be seen. .

Si Nan looked up and down, Zhou Rong's eyebrows were thick and raised diagonally, his eye sockets were deep, his nose was high and his lips were thin. When this face makes him not laugh, there is a kind of hostile jealousy. He seems to be a hard-hearted person, but there is also a kind of cold and heart-warming charm.

Si Nan lowered his head and rubbed the tip of Zhou Rong's nose, then kissed his tight lips.

Si Nan's kiss is not very skillful. It just uses the tip of his tongue to warmly and intimately describe the shape of Zhou Rong's lips, and then he reaches into his teeth, licking each tooth sequence. Because of the slightly higher angle, the kiss continued to deepen. Zhou Rong suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Sinan's arm. The clenched force was very strong, and even the back of his hand was bulging.

"...Si Nan," Zhou Rong finally gasped and turned his head away between the slight separation of his lips and tongue: "Wait, not now..."

Si Nan broke away from his right hand, unbuttoned Zhou Rong's uniform shirt one by one, and then leaned into his naked and strong chest, slid back to his spine, and followed the well-textured back muscles all the way down the waist of his pants. Sliding to the end of the front abdominal muscles, he unfastened the belt forcefully. There are gun cocoons on the tips of his slender fingers, and scars on his fingertips that are difficult to remove over the years. These are the marks left by countless electric shocks and cruel battles. When that hand stretched into his army pants, Zhou Rong's nerves suddenly ended. As if being hit by electricity, a shuddering touch suddenly rose.

Zhou Rong grabbed his wrist: "No, Sinan, I really don't..."

He frowned under the lamp, like a sleepy beast, irritable, and his handsome face was covered in shadows.

Si Nan stared at him coldly for a moment, pressed the edge of the table behind him with his backhand and pushed, and the swivel chair slid back. Then Sinan slid down the gap, while Zhou Rong hadn’t realized what he was going to do,

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They fell on the narrow single bed. After a long time, their panting gradually subsided. Zhou Rong pressed Sinan on most of his body, wrapped him in his arms in silence, and kissed his wet forehead:

"...I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter." Sinan said hoarsely, rubbing deeper into Zhou Rong's arms, and murmured almost silently: "I'm sorry."

Zhou Rong didn't hear clearly: "What?"

Si Nan closed his eyes: "It's nothing."

They just cuddled with each other, the large areas of bare skin clinging to each other, and the uninterrupted warmth made people nervous. Zhou Rong, who had not slept for nearly 40 hours, finally felt a trace of fatigue.

"Go to sleep."

Zhou Rong closed his eyes and forced himself to open again: "I will go to the General Staff Department for a meeting in two hours..."

"I'll wake you up in two hours." Sinan curled up on his chest and whispered in a small voice: "When you wake up... you will find that all the problems have been solved, please trust me. "

Zhou Rong flashed a faint suspicion, but his consciousness quickly blurred. He kissed Sinan's hair, closed his eyes, and fell into a short sleep after a few minutes.

The luminous clock on the bedside was shining fluorescent in the dark, and Sinan opened his eyes, his eyes calm and clear.

He waited quietly while resting.