Undead: 4.Chapter 4

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However, Sinan did not fall asleep.

He tried to make his mind into a state of utter nothingness, like a fish in the deep sea, slowly diving into meditation, capturing fragments of cruising, cotton-like fragments from the depths of memory.

"...the born weak must be guarded..."

"Run, run!"

"The humiliation suffered today will definitely be repaid in the future!..."

"Call your sir to come out," a silhouette standing in front of the high iron fence in the wind, said indifferently: "I have something to talk to him."

The next moment a man who couldn't see his face walked up to him, before he could speak, he was beaten hard and he bleeds from his mouth and nose, and he fell backward!

Running, cursing, and noisy voices. I don't know how many soldiers stopped him from the side, but to no avail. The picture changed quickly, and the shimmering light leaked from the narrow window of the confinement room, creating a cold light and shadow for the cement stone platform. He sat on the edge of the bed with his coat, palms pressed against each other, his fingertips against his eyebrows, suddenly There was a rush of running outside the door, and the sharp sound of the key crashing.

He stood up and the door opened.

"There has been an outbreak inside or inside, and the laboratory can't be closed... The cordon has been defeated. The car is waiting for you outside, come with me..."

He took a titanium alloy freezer and walked out of the confinement room. The faint light at the end of the corridor turned into stars, and there was a long distance under his feet, and he would never go to the end in a trance.

There will never be an end...

The armored car made a sudden brake, and Sinan bounced forward and woke up.

In an instant, he and the densely packed zombies in front of the car window came face-to-face, and only listened to the driver's roar: "Arrive at the destination! Hurry up and clean up! The people inside are ready to respond--!"

The vehicle-mounted machine gun above his head emitted a scorching flame. Zhou Rong took off his jacket and wore a black vest. Heat-insulating gloves were horribly scalded by the barrel. He shot at the zombies at the intersection in turn.

However, there are too many zombies crowded in the commercial street in the center of the city. After sweeping wave after wave, there is almost a sea of ​​mourning. All the team members climbed on the roof of the car to provide fire support, but they could barely clear a few meters. In the open space, let the armored vehicles move slowly in the sea of ​​corpses.

The driving speed comparable to the morning rush hour is very dangerous. The car body was almost overthrown by endless zombies several times. Several team members shouted and almost grabbed the ankle and dragged off the car.

Zhou Rong roared in the intercom headset: "Yingjie comes up with firepower! I'll drive!"

The driver responded by opening the roof window and climbing onto the roof. Zhou Rong took the opportunity to slide down the driver's seat and slammed the accelerator to death!

With a bang, the armored car leaped forward several tens of meters, drawing countless living dead into the bottom of the car. At this time, I only heard Kara, the driver's side window was broken!

"Oh--" Several pairs of withered hands reached into the car window at the same time, grabbing Zhou Rong.

Zhou Rong evaded sideways, Sinan cooperated in time and shot back the zombies from his side: "Where is the refuge?"

"Below!"

"Where?!"

Zhou Rongteng didn't make a move, and raised his chin forward.

A few hundred meters away, a shopping mall building stands at the end of the central street, and the opening bargain is shocking and several big characters are flying in the air.

Sinan smashed the zombie's head with a single shot, and at the same time hid back. The smelly gray and black brains burst out and splashed Zhou Rong's body. He only heard him yelling: "Fuck me!"

Si Nan: "Fuck who?"

Zombie Zhou Rong's left hand is a zombie who is vying to climb the window, and his right hand is Sinan who is carrying a gun and live ammunition. After weighing it over and over, he scolds: "...This is a broken shopping mall. What a discount, no wonder so many people outside! Ancestor!"

At this time, the overhead radio rustled, and it was very clear in the cab where the bullet casings were jumping around, and a sharp female voice came out: "0011 call the headquarters! Call the headquarters! Do you need support? Repeat? Again, do you need support?!"

"Yes, I want you!" Zhou Rong pressed Sinan, stepped on the brakes, and switched on the roof walkie-talkie. He almost exhausted his entire body and let out a deafening roar: "All down--! Lock the roof. Immediately—!"

Before the voice fell, there was a sudden flash of light on the top of the shopping mall in the distance.

The next moment white light rushed into the air, overwhelming the sky, the fire and the strong light swept the earth instantly!

The armored car was like a kite with a broken wire in the explosion. It rushed out more than ten meters in an instant, the windows of the car were all shattered, and everyone uttered an inaudible roar in the terrible flip.

I don't know how long it has been, like a long century, Sinan drama panted and regained consciousness, vaguely feeling that something was wrong, struggling to hold up his upper body to take a look.

Before the nose is Zhou Rong's camouflage pants... crotch.

Zhou Rong supported the corner of his forehead with one hand, his mouth twitched, his voice trembling from the severe pain:

"If Lao Tzu is gone, you must not run..."

The team members groaned and got up, only to see outside the car window, a single rocket launcher swept away the zombies in most of the block, and it was terrible to see, and thick smoke enveloped the once prosperous commercial street.

Sir...The female voice coughed and appeared: "Hello everyone, are you still alive? Repeat, is there anyone alive?"

Zhou Rong asked: "Chuncao, let's discuss it. Will you discuss it before firing the gun next time? Do you know that Brother Rong almost cut off his grandchildren just now?"

Chuncao said: "You are useless anyway, just cut it."

Si Nan glanced at Zhou Rong with a strange look.

"What do you want to say?" Zhou Rong is extremely sensitive to any stimulus at this moment.

"...nothing."

I didn't expect that the little white face surnamed Yan was the one above, Sinan thought, it's really inhumane.

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Thanks to the bazooka, the riddled armored vehicle finally stumbled through the block and reached its final destination, the refuge.

It is the underground warehouse of this shopping mall. It used to be an air-raid shelter in the middle of the last century. It has an excellent military-industrial foundation and has withstood several rounds of impact from the army of the living dead during the outbreak.

At present, there are thousands of people hiding in this underground shelter, most of them are shopping mall customers and employees, men and women of all ages, and depressed crying echoes everywhere.

Zhou Rong finally took over with his teammates and said enthusiastically: "Caoer!"

Chuncao: "Captain!"

Sinan flashed abruptly, Chuncao ran by his side, hugging and spinning, Zhou Rong effortlessly hugged the girl who was just on his shoulders for two laps. If this is a cartoon, There must be lasagna tears spreading in all directions 360°.

"There are no bullets," Chuncao's eyes were full of longing tears: "Last night I took Dading and Xiangzi out to clean the corridor. All the bullets were shot. The shot on the roof just emptied our last rocket launcher... …It’s delicious. I asked the property staff to block the doors and windows of the warehouse. I was afraid that the zombies would rush in again, so I can’t go up and fight melee..."

Zhou Rong touched her head and said lovingly: "Call me Dad."

Chuncao immediately: "Dad."

Zhou Rong withdrew two bullets from the barrel, grabbed the palms of his cheap girl and spread them out, put both bullets down first, and brought back one after thinking about it.

"The last two of the team." Zhou Rong smiled and said, "Keep it for yourself."

Chuncao immediately severed the relationship between father and daughter and left with a cold face.

At the beginning of the chaos outbreak, a total of two to three thousand people fled to this refuge, but they were already mixed with infected people. After entering the confined space, they became zombie and quickly infected most of the surviving people.

Fortunately, several of Zhou Rong's team members contacted the local government and escorted the medical team to here in time. After several cleanings, only more than a thousand people were left. All of them have undergone preliminary inspection and confirmed that there is no potential infection. The author.

Chuncao took a few teammates and dragged the killed zombies out and burned them, and cleaned the zombies wandering in the mall and in the safe corridors. The ammunition was exhausted, and he was anxiously waiting for Zhou Rong to come to rescue.

"Cough cough," Zhou Rong stepped on the milk carton, and almost ran into the ceiling lamp inadvertently, and quickly protected his head.

The crowd was overwhelmed by the darkness and watched blankly, and occasionally the sobbing of women and children was heard, and then quickly subsided.

"Are you here to save us?" someone asked boldly.

"I'm the captain of the sixth squadron of the Secret Brigade of the 118 unit under the military region b." Zhou Rong took out the already wrinkled official letter, and solemnly showed it to the crowd. The bright red official seal was particularly conspicuous under the lights of the underground warehouse.

As if gaining some confidence from the red, the crowd became a little excited.

"The superiors sent me here with a positioning device to confirm the safety of the people and ensure the social order during the outbreak of the epidemic. At the same time, the superiors will send positioning signals to the superiors. Soon the government will organize forces to rescue everyone. "

"During this period, please stay calm, don't panic, don't trust rumors, work and rest on time and take your body temperature consciously and regularly..."

"What's going on outside, are those monsters zombies?" a man in the front row asked sharply.

Zhou Rong said: "That's just some kind of mutated rabies virus, please don't spread rumors, the next one."

"Us, ours," a girl cried and asked: "What about our family?"

"Yes, my child is still in school..."

"My wife, she..."

"My mom is over 80!..."

The line of Rong's side cheeks tightened slightly under the light next week, giving people a harsh look like cold steel.

But then he laughed. Although it was only a short arc, he was very calm and convincing, and his tone adjusted to a very stable state: "The army will not give up any citizens, please rest assured."

The signs of panic subsided slightly, people had no choice but to believe, and more questions emerged: "When will the rescue come?"

"Where will we be sent?"

"When will the plague pass, will the government send us back?"

……

Si Nan leaned against the shelf and stared at Zhou Rong, who patiently answered each question. There were lines on his brows that were hard to notice.

Not far behind him, Chuncao hooked Yan Hao's shoulders, awkwardly out of shape, and asked in a low voice, "What do you always look over there? That guy is dirty, he's still a beta."

"I don't have one."

"Hey—you just have."

Yan Hao smiled and said: "Tomorrow the helicopter will come and pick up the crowd, and we will also..."

Before speaking, Sinan turned around and passed by the two people and walked towards the back door of the warehouse.

"Si Nan!" Yan Hao followed a few steps and asked: "It's not safe outside, where are you going?"

Si Nan answered politely: "Take a shower."

In the simple bathroom of the warehouse staff rest room, hot water rushed down, and the white steam quickly evaporated, blurring the dirty ventilation windows.

Si Nan stood under the sprinkler with his eyes closed, feeling that the water flow would take away the solidified dust, sand and blood, and the body gradually became smooth. The water slipped from the naked body to the heel, and flowed into the sewer with a gurgling sound. .

He doesn’t know how long he hasn’t taken a bath, he just feels that every pore is unfolding, and the muscles and bones are all releasing the last bit of soreness; if the skin can automatically vocalize, it should be singing praises. .

After a long while, he turned off the water, dried his body hastily, and wiped off the water vapor on the mirror surface. Finally, a face without mud, sand and dust appeared before his eyes.

In most Asian-European hybrids, Asian genes always have an overwhelming advantage, and so does Sinan. But if you look closely, you can still see the thrilling beauty of his mother through the ages from the brows, the corners of the eyes and the contours of the side cheeks.

It's just that the tenderness of the woman's moving has disappeared from him, replaced by a certain kind of hardness and determination, as if after many years of rough polishing by fate.

Si Nan bends over and puts on his trousers, picking up his shirt, and just about to put it on him, when he sees something in the mirror, he stops.

"..."

He turned around almost inch by inch, staring at his right back shoulder, and suddenly understood why he was unconscious before——

Behind the smooth shoulder blades, there was a bite mark as big as a palm, and the flesh was turned over, it was dry, and a shocking purple and black appeared.

——That is the tooth print of a zombie.

"Brother Rong just sent the positioning signal, and the airship will come to pick up these survivors to the B military area tomorrow afternoon..." Chuncao hooked Yan Hao's neck in the corridor, his voice suddenly stopped, and he looked straight behind him.

Yan Hao asked casually: "What's wrong with you?" Looking back, he was stunned.

A young man pushed out the bathroom door, his hair was extremely black after being wet, and the small half of his face exposed sideways was soaked with water vapor, it showed a cold white without the slightest blood.

He turned to see Yan Hao. He didn't speak or move for a few seconds. There seemed to be a pair of bright amber hidden deep in his pupils. After a while, he smiled briefly, removed the carbine from his shoulder, and threw it back.

Yan Hao caught it subconsciously, only to hear him say: "Return you."

"Si Nan..." Yan Hao subconsciously blocked him, but saw Sinan turned and walked towards the warehouse.

His figure is well proportioned, the hem of his shirt is casually tucked into the back waist, and the waistband of his trousers is hung on his hips. You can see the sharpness of his skills when walking. Chuncao stabbed Yan Hao in the arm, covered half and asked in a low voice, "...Do you still look at your face when you save someone?"

Zhou Rong finally got out of the crowd, and after dealing with the mall manager who was holding his hand and tearing his nose and tears, he looked up and saw Sinan standing in the shadow behind the door, with one hand in his trouser pocket, without saying a word Staring at yourself.

Zhou Rong looked at him for a moment, and rubbed his chin unkindly: "What are you doing, come for an appointment?"

"..."

"Working hours are not scheduled. After returning to the base, you can consider...what are you doing?"

Sinan unbuttoned the third button, opened the collar a little, motioned him to look at the back shoulder, the zombie tooth print revealed a clear corner in the shadow.

"...I may be infected," he said hoarsely.

Zhou Rong's face was pale, standing still for a long time.