Undead: 8.Chapter 8

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At eight o'clock in the evening.

At the beginning of the night, the lights are not on. Looking out from the car window, the highway has become a huge abandoned parking lot, and the howling of zombies comes from far away in the wilderness.

Zhou Rong held the steering wheel, his eyes were red, and he said nothing.

Si Nan got into the cab from the rear compartment, and the strong nicotine scent rushed into the nasal cavity head on, and couldn't help coughing: "Change me."

Zhou Rong shook his head.

"You have been on it for too long."

Zhou Rong did not speak.

Si Nan was silent for a moment in the bumpy car, and then softly persuaded: "You can't do this, Brother Rong. The dozens of people in the two cars are still counting on you. If you fall, what will the others do? Yan Hao, the rear car I have changed hands with Chuncao twice."

"...The biochemical vehicle is not easy to drive." Zhou Rong finally opened his mouth hoarsely, "The wilderness is difficult to walk. We must be fast. The farther away from city t, the better."

Si Nan just wanted to say something, suddenly the radio rang: "Yan Hao called the car ahead, Yan Hao called the car ahead! Captain try it, our radio station is silent, how are you doing?"

Zhou Rong's eyes changed slightly and he turned on the car radio.

Countless creaking electric currents leaked out like a flood, and all channels converged into the same dark sea.

——The shortwave signal is gone.

The three special forces in the rear compartment all woke up sensitively, as if sensing something, they got up and squeezed forward. Zhou Rong's expression became very ugly. He raised his hand and opened the base communication with a few pops. However, the command center channel was like a fish disappearing in the ocean of electric waves. No matter how it was debugged, it was a desperate silence.

Zhou Rong suddenly stepped on the brakes, took a deep breath, opened the door and walked out.

The CMB at the back also stopped, and the exhausted survivor was awakened from his sleep, buzzing in blank discussions.

Yan Hao and Chuncao also jumped out of the car, both of them had unconcealed exhaustion on their faces, but Zhou Rong had no nonsense, and said straight to the point: "The base communications can't be connected."

The remaining team members gathered around and stood on the grass, looking at each other in fear.

"...There is no sign of...the nuclear bomb." Yan Hao said softly, "Isn't it about eight o'clock launch? It's past ten o'clock now."

"Will the plan change..."

"If the plan changes, the base should take the initiative to notify 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 the helicopter will send another one. More importantly, delaying the launch time will cause the zombies to spread from the center of the city to the surrounding area. The earlier the nuclear bomb cleaning, the better."

Si Nan came from behind, stopped two or three steps away, and looked at them quietly with his arms folded.

A terrible thought gradually emerged in everyone's hearts, but no one said, no one even moved, as if the possibility of horror would not exist as long as they kept silent.

The night in late autumn is already very cold, the wilderness in the night is rolling up and down, and the faint yellow light of street lights is faintly lit by the railroad tracks in the distance.

"Your base," Sinan's calm voice came from behind them, saying, "Something happened."

Two or three special soldiers shouted at the same time: "Impossible!"

"The b military region’s facilities are complete and impenetrable. At the beginning of the virus outbreak, a large number of armed police escorts were mobilized, and even a single fly could not get in! Moreover, all the survivors of the national government agencies, the headquarters, and the entire North China region were all, all All..."

No one talked, and the sharp voice of the spring grass gradually weakened.

Sinan looked at her gently: "No matter how strong a fortress is, it can't fight internal collapse. Once the virus breaks out from the inside, the subversion will only happen in an instant, you know."

Everyone shuddered when they thought of the people who had been sent to the refuge of military region b by four helicopters this afternoon.

"Yingjie," Zhou Rong said lowly, "notify the location."

The team member named Zhang Yingjie is holding a tablet in his hand. It is not any brand known in the world. It must be military supplies: "We took a detour, and there are still 57 kilometers away from the suburbs of city b. The highway ahead The road is heavily congested. It is recommended to bypass the industrial zone. The nearest industrial zone is still eight kilometers away..." He thought for a while and said, "Maybe there are surviving residents."

Zhou Rong said slowly: "If city b falls, it will be cleaned by a nuclear bomb in at most two days and can no longer move forward."

The people on the minibus could not restrain themselves, they got up one after another, looked out of the door, and stopped talking.

Zhou Rong thought for a long time and finally made a decision under dozens of eyes:

"Set up camp on the spot, count supplies, and arrange food and lodging for the people."

"Yan Hao," he commanded: "Count the list of survivors, and prepare to shift to watch the night."

The sound of the wind mixed with a whistle-like sound, sweeping from the wilderness in all directions, like a thousand souls crying and rushing to the sky.

Zhou Rong's proper arrangement at the beginning of his escape showed immediate effect. There are piles of rice noodles, oil and salt, canned meat and vegetables, and warm clothes on the minibus, all of which he personally brought people from the warehouse of the shopping mall last night; there are also knives, medicines, generators and so on. The materials were kept on the special forces’ biochemical vehicles.

The survivors were in groups, eating canned food, and from time to time depressed crying and lamenting. Sinan was sitting on the steps of the biochemical car door, picking up a bottle of yellow peaches in sugar water, Zhou Rong walked over and stuffed two tablets of anti-fever medicine into his mouth.

Zhou Rong smelled of smoke in his hands, his fingertips were slightly salty, and all were rough and cracked.

"Captain." Yan Hao said suddenly not far away.

Zhou Rong was bowing his head to say something. He waved his hand to Sinan and turned to Yan Hao.

"There is not much high-energy gasoline for biochemical vehicles. Diesel can be barely replaced. We are going to check the fuel tanks of abandoned vehicles on the highway after dawn. After arriving in the industrial zone tomorrow morning, we will try to send a positioning signal to the military area again. We are completely fallen, someone will definitely come to pick us up."

The two walked side by side towards the leeward, Zhou Rong asked in a low voice: "How many people are left?"

"Thirty-six survivors. Thirty men, six over fifty years old, two under fifteen years old; six women, two over twenty and four over forty. All beta ."

Yan Hao swallowed and stopped:

"We have six of us left. You, I, Chuncao, Zhang Yingjie, Ding Shi, Guo Weixiang."

"The others... are gone."

The surroundings were quiet, and the night wind brought soft sobbing from the crowd one after another.

Zhou Rong's teeth clenched so much that his cheeks cramped and he suddenly banged for a while! Punch **** the trunk!

The wood thicker than a human cracked instantly, making a dangerous creak, and Yan Hao took a half step back under the fist wind.

"What are you doing!" Yan Hao whispered: "What should I do if we attract zombies?!"

Zhou Rong slowly blurted out red silk between his fingers, and the extremely powerful and deterrent alpha pheromone in his blood instantly broke through the inhibitor, like a roar of a male beast, drifting away in all directions.

Zhou Rong forced himself to inhale, and tremblingly retracted his fist.

Yan Hao took out a water bottle to quickly wash the trunk, and then poured water on Zhou Rong's hand, but he was silently blocked by him. He immediately licked the wound by himself, his eyes bright in the shadow, as if he was in desperation and unwilling Head wolf.

"...A group of three will take turns, leaving at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning to go to the industrial area." Zhou Rong said hoarsely after a while: "If there is no movement in city b for two days, I will go into the city and explore by myself." /

Yan Hao wanted to dissuade him, but seeing Zhou Rong turned around and left, he had to hurriedly chase after him.

Si Nan ate half a bottle of yellow peaches, and the remaining half bottle exchanged half a pack of white sand smoke with a man on the CMB. The man gave Huang Tao to his wife and children. Sinan carried a cigarette to find Zhou Rong. When he walked to the edge of the woods, he suddenly stopped sensitively.

There was a faint smell in the night air that made him uncomfortable.

The breath is floating in mid-air, strong, mature, and very aggressive; he subconsciously seeks the source, but after standing here for a long time, suddenly a nerve ending jumps, and indescribable dizziness slowly rises from the bottom of his heart.

...is the alpha pheromone.

But how can there be alpha in the wilderness, is there a corpse in the woods that was killed by a zombie?

Si Nan looked around, car lights were on in the open space, and the rest of the crowd was getting into the car one after another to prepare for the night. The woods on the other side were hidden in the darkness, and the street lights in the distance were dim, seeming to exude an ominous atmosphere.

"Are you okay?" A female voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Si Nan turned around, Chuncao was looking at him curiously.

"...do you smell something?"

"No?" Chuncao sucked his nose vigorously, then his gaze was dull, his face delicate.

Si Nan: "?"

In the next second, Chuncao let out a weeping sneeze and sprayed Sinan all over.

"It must be the smell of carrion!" Chuncao was embarrassed by rubbing his nose, flushed and hurried Sinan into the car: "Hurry up and go to sleep, leave it alone! Go!"

Si Nan was slightly confused and was forcibly pushed back into the biochemical vehicle.

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The special forces were divided into three groups that night. Chuncao Ding was actually at midnight, and Yan Hao and Guo Weixiang rotated to three. The last group was Zhou Rong and Zhang Yingjie in the early morning.

Zhou Rong slept unsteadily, and woke up dazedly during the shift at midnight.

The seat in the rear compartment was raised, and several special forces were spreading on the floor, snoring one after another. He felt that someone was next to him, fainted by the car lights coming out of the window. It was Sinan.

Si Nan's body temperature dropped in his sleep, so he subconsciously leaned close to the heat source, wrapped Zhou Rong's arm around him, and sprayed his shoulders with a deep and steady breath.

At that moment, Zhou Rong was in a daze.

The young and restless fragments in the memory are coming back against time, and even in the dimness at this moment, the soft and handsome face and the closed eyelashes quietly overlap with the pictures that have long since disappeared in the years.

Zhou Rong raised his hand like a ghost, and lifted Sinan's broken hair behind his ears.

Just then there were footsteps outside, and the car door was gently opened.

Zhou Rong immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, even though he himself didn't know the cause of this condition. After a few seconds he felt someone getting in the car, crossing the floor almost silently, and stopping in front of them.

Then the visitor bends down and raises Sinan's hand, gently and carefully.

Si Nan took a fever-reducing medicine containing Valium, so he didn't wake up, only whispered and turned over.

Zhou Rong lay there motionless, and after a while, he finally heard someone speak and said softly:

"Thank you, you saved my life."

——It is Yan Hao.

Zhou Rong's heart shook slightly, and he narrowed his eyes almost imperceptibly. In the dim light and shadow of the carriage, Yan Hao lowered his head, breathing tightly, and kissed him at Sinan temple.

It was a kiss that seemed like a dragonfly, nervous and pious.

Zhou Rong's eyes are beyond words.

Yan Hao seemed to be a kid who stole candy, got up and walked out of the car lightly, and took the door.

The carriage returned to darkness, and Zhou Rong remained silent for a while and closed his eyes.