Undead: 25.Chapter 25

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The sewer is full of silence, only the sound of water drops dripping, and there is a slight echo.

Si Nan tilted his head slightly.

At a distance of more than ten meters, Zhou Rong could see the shadows forming a deep contour on the edge of his cheeks, from the straight bridge of the nose to the lips and chin, like a silhouette painting.

"Let's go." Suddenly he said, "I will go back to the ground entrance and drive the old car back."

Before Zhou Rong had time to persuade, he just listened to him shutting the iron door, and then buckled the lock.

Zhou Rong was furious and rushed to grab the iron fence: "Si Nan!"

After a few loud bangs of the iron gate shaking, the response has not died down, but Sinan has already stepped on the water to withdraw for several meters, and coldly said: "What are you doing?"

"You alone are too dangerous, come with us!"

"Leave me alone!"

Zhou Rong looked at his bloodstained and handsome face, it was hard to understand.

When he came in, he took the initiative to stick to his ear and whispered. When he saw him at the bottom of the pit, he immediately cried out. After seeing Zhang Yingjie's body taken away, Sinan, who was frantically angry, suddenly changed back to their first place in t city. The state of a meeting is alienated, cold, and even guarded, even keeping a distance of more than ten meters at all times.

It seems that after experiencing life and death, all his lively and even intense emotions disappeared cleanly, and retreated into an invisible cold shell.

Si Nan’s unreasonable guard against alpha caused Zhou Rong to make some very bad guesses, but he was unwilling to think about it, so he took a long breath: "Comrade Xiaosi, it takes at least two to get up to the entrance. For hours, you were alone without weapons..."

Si Nan stretched out his hand: "Give it to me."

"?"

"Gun, car key."

"You!" Zhou Rong nodded his nose and said angrily: "You are not enough! Even your comrades-in-arms can't believe it?! You..."

"No?" Sinan said coldly, turning around to leave.

Zhou Rong immediately unloaded Uzi and dashed slightly, and took out the key to the old biochemical car they drove into city b from the back: "Come here!"

Si Nan can't refuse: "Throw it over."

Time passed by, and Sinan's attitude was as unshakable as ice. Zhou Rong pondered for a moment, but there was nothing he could do, so he threw the car key and Wei Chong through the iron bar.

He thought for a while, but he was not relieved, and said: "The drainage system of the base is very complicated. There may be zombies near the e area. You are waiting here, I will go up and get a signal flares, and I will immediately encounter danger..." /

Before he finished speaking, Sinan picked up the car key and the assault gun, turned and left. Zhou Rong immediately choked up in his throat with a breath of bad breath: "Hey! Where are you going?!"

Si Nan didn't look back, and said flatly: "See you at the fertilizer factory."

Zhou Rong listened to the sound of footsteps in the tunnel, and finally let out a sigh of relief.

The distance between people is indeed like this. The endless chasing on one side will only cause the other side to retreat more urgently and vigilantly-he thought so self-deprecatingly, turned around and walked backwards along the path, but suddenly Sniffing, I feel a strange smell.

The stench that has been brewing for many years in the sewer is mellow and long-lasting, mixed with rusty pig iron doors and moldy on the walls, just like various odorous atoms|bombs repeatedly ravaging his nasal mucosa. But in this indiscriminate bombing, the place where Sinan stood just now had a vaguely unspeakable aura.

He couldn't describe what it was, he just felt a little turbulence in his heart.

But he paused for a while and was overwhelmed by the violent sewer smell again.

"Brother Rong!" Chuncao's cry came from a distance: "Where are you? Are you okay, where is Sinan?"

Chuncao couldn't wait to come down and look for it, Zhou Rong recovered and coughed:

"It's okay...I'm here, come and help."

Zhou Rong and Chuncao worked together to move Zhang Yingjie up. Sinan jumped into the waterway early, and Zhang Yingjie's body was not damaged too much, but his eyes were still wide open; Zhou Rong wanted to help him close, but he couldn't close it.

Ding Shi said that there is a saying in their hometown that people don’t look at them because they still have something to worry about. So Zhou Rong squatted on the ground and looked at Zhang Yingjie, talking about Yingjie, Yan Hao has survived, everyone has survived, we Prepare to take the information and antibodies to the South China Sea; when the mission is completed, my brother will steal a helicopter and go to the northeast to pick up your wife and children back to the refuge. In the future, if your brother eats something, your wife and children will eat it. A good day with your wife and children... After he finished talking, he stretched out his hand again, and Zhang Yingjie's wide-open eyes slowly closed.

Seven people gag when they came in, but only four stood when they left, one unconscious, and one never awake. Zhou Rong and the others first returned to the central area and then went up. They encountered a few waves of zombies on the way, but Yan Hao and the others brought a lot of supplementary ammunition. After a few rounds of fire and hand|mines, they swept cleanly.

It reached the ground half an hour earlier than they estimated. Zhou Rong looked at the explosion-proof armored vehicle and said "Hey": "You can, can this be driven up?"

Guo Weixiang said: "I blasted a few doors manually before opening the ground. I wanted to turn back and steal a helicopter. No, I was caught by a zombie."

"So this is a lack of people's heart. I can't wait to finish at the original location. But you can really run, all the way from the south to the north. It was a loss for our track and field team to not send you to the Olympics... …Oh, there are mortars!"

Chuncao said: "Come on, Brother Barong, your halazi is almost out."

Zhou Rong smiled, put the mortar on his shoulder and tried it, then threw it back into the trunk of the car and slammed the door:

"Go!"

The armored vehicle turned its head on the spot, rushed through the base parking lot, banged the barrier with a bang, and galloped straight to the south.

At six o'clock in the morning, the sky was gloomy, and gray clouds shrouded the blood-colored ground. Zhou Rong turned around the extension of the barbed wire. In front of them was the sewer entrance where they entered the base. The broken biochemical vehicle that came when they came was still parked by the road.

A back figure leaned against the car door, looking back.

Si Nan had obviously changed and washed. I did not know where to find a set of riot police uniforms, with black leather thick-soled short boots under his feet, carrying a Uzi slightly.

He seems to be waiting for the sunrise, or just staying to rest. The dry blood on that handsome cheek has been washed away, because the whole body is black, and the face is contrasted with a cold white. When the armored vehicle passed by, he looked at Zhou Rong calmly through the window.

Zhou Rong looked down at him condescendingly, with a look of scrutiny mixed in his eyes, and then Sinan's figure was left far behind the car.

In the rearview mirror, Sinan got into the car door, and the biochemical vehicle finally drove slowly into the road.

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The two cars were less than 200 meters apart, and they followed closely all the way. Zhou Rong could see the shadow of the car behind when he looked up several times. The sky gradually brightened, and every time he went to a large supermarket and a gas station, Zhou Rong would stop to take people down to find supplies and replenish fresh water. Sinan also stopped, but did not go down and sat in the cab to sleep.

Zhou Rong turned over the messy shelves, stirred and stirred the battery, salt, soap, paper clips and other odds and ends in a cardboard box, walked out of the supermarket door with his arms, and kicked a zombie who had stumbled on his back. Overturned.

He took out the anti-inflammatory medicine and threw it to Ding Shi, motioned to feed it to Yan Hao, and then turned around to see that Chuncao was standing on tiptoe by the window of the biochemical vehicle, craned his neck to talk to Sinan.

Zhou Rong looked very uncomfortable. After thinking about it for a while, he went back to the supermarket and shot a few zombies, went around to the food counter, and pulled out a few bags of candied fruit in his arms.

"Girl!" Zhou Rong shouted, standing between the two cars, lifting the candied fruit and shaking it.

Chuncao looked up, and as expected, he said with disgust: "Sweet stains! Who wants to eat this!"

Zhou Rong clearly saw Sinan's throat slide, as if swallowing.

"Forget it," Zhou Rong said disappointedly, carrying the candied fruit and Shi Shiran and left.

They stopped seven or eight times along the way, swept more than a dozen supermarkets in the third ring road, and used a total of manpower to carry tons of rice, noodles, oil, grains, and dozens of boxes of daily sundries.

Yan Hao's condition didn't get better but it didn't get better. He was in a coma and had a fever in the evening. Zhou Rong wants to rob the hospital pharmacy, but the public hospital is the worst-hit area for zombies. They only have four complete combat capabilities. The number of Sinan who is likely to be able to paddle is four and a half. There is t but no milk. There is no public hospital. The strength of the copy, so I had to give up.

Fortunately, they finally found a private cosmetic and plastic surgery hospital before night fell. The doctors and nurses all turned into zombies and ran away. So Zhou Rong took his cheap girl into the pharmacy swaggeringly, regardless of whether he knew him or not, he came back all the time he saw the medicine anyway.

"Don't try it!" Zhou Rong looked miserable: "You have no drama in your life, don't think about it!"

Chuncao stretched his neck and stood in front of the mirror, holding the silicone fake breast, and gestured on his breast.

"Do you think it is possible to rescue a plastic surgery doctor or something?" Chuncao thoughtfully, "Isn't it said that female alphas are mostly busty? Why is my chest not moving? I think I might be a Fake alpha..."

Zhou Rong said helplessly: "That's not what you said about the development of secondary **** characteristics in another part of you."

Chuncao said: "There is nowhere to use it, and I can't take a selfie for praise."

Her words are very reasonable, Zhou Rong has nothing to answer, so she has to comfort her: "Next time you take a selfie, send it in a group of friends, and we will like you."

They both held two medical kits, and Chuncao had her silicone fake chest hanging around her neck, and went out of the plastic surgery hospital. Ding Shi was on guard with a gun, Guo Weixiang was peeing under the telephone pole on the roadside, and the armored carriage behind them was opened, and Sinan was leaning in, seeming to want to rummaged for something.

Zhou Rong: "Cough!"

Si Nan immediately stopped rummaging and took out a bottle of water from the compartment, drinking and walking quickly towards the back of the car.

"...You two really don't talk anymore?" Chuncao asked in a low voice.

Zhou Rong asked instead: "What did you guys mutter over there just now?"

"Also... it's nothing. He doesn't like alpha. He feels that pheromones are suppressed and unsafe... I said my pheromone is weaker than you. He said yes, and then it was gone."

Zhou Rong nodded without saying a word, and Chuncao sympathized: "I think Si Xiaonan may have been stimulated before. If the virus does not break out, he is actually suitable to set up a beta rights promotion association, calling for human rights equality and charity. ……"

As night fell, everyone returned to the armored car for dinner.

Because of the accumulation of a lot of supplies, Zhou Rong, the petty ghost, finally made it rare and generous. He opened up beer and more than a dozen canned meat and vegetables, and dipped his bread with the old godmother. Sinan was still hiding in the biochemical vehicle and was reluctant to come. Chuncao took food and drink and went to him. After a while, he came back and said, "He doesn't want beer, and asks if there is any old godmother."

"Does he really want to break up with us?" Guo Weixiang said disappointedly.

Zhou Rong said: "You tell him that there will be no old godmother if you break up."

Chuncao took the lead, and came back soon this time: "'If you don't have it, there will be no, wait and see; I want two blankets to sleep at night'."

As soon as Zhou Rong wanted to say that there would be no blankets when the relationship was broken, everyone in the car stared at him condemningly.

Zhou Rong: "...give him three cards!"

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The night in the north at the end of October was very cold. Several people squeezed into the bottom of the armored vehicle to lay on the ground. Only Zhou Rong was separated from the others by a distance, sleeping on the outermost position of the car door.

In the middle of the night, the moon is bright and the stars are scarce.

The car door slid open silently. Sinan was wrapped in blankets, and only stretched out his right hand, searching for what was in the carton with food beside the car door.

His sound is softer than that of cats when hunting, but there is no predetermined target in the carton, or even other snacks. Lao Ganma only has the bottom of the bottle, and the plastic bags are filled with supermarket bulk and no sandwiches. Soda crackers and small breads.

Si Nan's gaze shifted, Zhou Rong turned his back to him, snoring steadily, the pockets of the camouflage pants seemed to be stuffed with something, revealing a pointed corner of the packaging bag.

Si Nan: "...?"

Si Nan made no sound, and stretched out **** to pinch the sharp corner.

He was about to pull out the packaging bag with a slight effort, suddenly Zhou Rong turned over and raised his hand, holding down the lightning-like area of ​​Sinan's back waist, wrapped around him, and pressed him under him!

Boom! The floor shop was hit by the back of Sinan's head, and there was a dull sound.

Not far away, Guo Weixiang scratched his **** and turned over, muttering a few words indistinctly, as if he was talking about braised pork or something.

Si Nan's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, his lips pressed tightly in the moonlight appeared reddish, and he stared at Zhou Rong without a word.

The two of them maintained their overlapping position and did not move. After a few seconds, the surroundings returned to quiet again.

Zhou Rong stared at Sinan's amber pupils, a high smile appeared under his eyes, and the corner of his mouth twitched. Then he pulled out the bag of candied apples from his trouser pocket, shook it, and slowly said, leaning against Sinan’s ear:

"You..."

Before speaking, his hands were empty, and the preserves were gone.

Sinan pushed him, snoring rolled up the blanket, and rushed back to the biochemical vehicle without any movement.