In recent years, the climate is abnormal, every winter comes very early, this is the end of October, the temperature at night has reached minus 5C, a thin cold shrouded this dark woods, today is a blood moon lone star night, the night without Chinese lights seems so silent and weird, the dark forest is like the mouth of a giant beast can devour all living animals. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The biting cold wind accompanied the distant roar of corpses whipped through the woods, making a "rustling" sound, but none of this affected the three young men hiding behind the ridges at the edge of the forest, who were waiting, waiting for a chance to kill with one blow.

"Agui, I saw a ghost again." Song Wan'er whispered to Wang Agui's ear.

"It's okay, I saw it too. Immortals are separated by roads, people and ghosts have different paths, and our well water does not violate the river water. I'll just go back and burn some paper for them in a moment. Wang Agui comforted Song Wan'er in a low voice. Chen Ergou followed the gaze of the two of them to look at a deserted farmhouse in the distance, and in the shadows under the corner of the farmhouse, an ethereal figure was picking something on the wall; It was an old man, his body and stiff movements showed that he was not a zombie, but an ordinary member of the hundreds of millions of souls in heaven and earth, maybe that house was his residence before his death, there were memories of his life, maybe he was reluctant to leave there, and he didn't even realize that he was dead.

This is the nth time I've seen a ghost, the three of them have changed from the initial fear to the indifference now, in this world, people and ghosts are the same, maybe it's easier to be a ghost than to be a human; Chen Ergou touched the cold 56 under his cheek, sighed, calmed down, and continued to aim at the little pig not far away who was vigilantly looking left and right.

"Are you ready?" Wang Agui patted Chen Ergou on the shoulder and gestured. They had been lying here for more than an hour, just when the little pig stopped to eat. The little pig did not know whether it was a domestic pig or a wild boar, and was now eating with its mouth arched in the deserted farmland, looking around vigilantly as it arched.

Chen Ergou made an ok gesture at Wang Agui, put his finger on the trigger, aimed at the little pig who was looking around, and calmed down, waiting for it to launch a fatal blow when it arched again.

Chen Ergou, who hadn't touched a gun for many years, couldn't hit a moving target, and the bullets in their hands were one less shot, and it was difficult to recover his marksmanship without a large amount of ammunition to replenish, so Chen Ergou could only wait for the prey to stand still before shooting. But this level is also stronger than Wang Agui, Wang Agui is a pyro, playing with fire is an expert, and he is almost good at shooting, so whenever he hunts with a gun, Chen Ergou is the shooter, and Wang Agui assists in attacking. Wang Agui slowly pulled out the Bayi thorn, ready to pounce and make up for the little pig.

"Bang!" With a crisp gunshot, a bullet case jumped out of the receiver with a high temperature and fell into the frosty dirt; Chen Ergou only felt a cool breeze flashing in his ears, and Wang Agui's figure had already flown out for several meters.

Chen Ergou's current level is still far from a headshot, this shot only hit the piglet's front leg, and the frightened piglet fled while screaming. However, the little pig limped and just ran not far away, Wang Agui rushed to the end, only to see him by the inertia of running a flying body jumped to the piglet, the huge inertia with Bayi Thorn extremely accurate piercing into the back of the pig's heart, with the piglet screaming, the steaming pig blood along the Bayi Thorn four wide and long blood troughs spurted outward, and after a while, the poor pig only had the air out and no in.

"Ok, that's it!" Wang Agui got up and dragged the 50-pound pig to the woods, the roar of the nearby corpses had become one, and in the distant darkness, there were more and more blue lights, and the zombies had begun to move here.

"Wan'er, get up quickly, hurry up." Chen Ergou grabbed Song Wan'er's arm and dragged her up, then rushed over to help Wang Agui lift the piglet and throw it on the motorcycle, and then two roars sounded, and the motorcycle disappeared into the vast darkness.

"I'll rub it, it's only 50 pounds, right? I can't even carry it! Wang Agui gasped as he drove the motorcycle.

"Agui, you and Ergou have lost a lot of weight." Song Wan'er stroked her husband's thin face and stubbled beard in the back and said sadly. For three months, hunger, fear, fighting, and a dangerous life on the run have severely depleted the trio's fat reserves and vitality. Three months ago, Wang Agui carried Wang Xuejuan, who was more than 80 pounds, so easily, but now he is so skinny that he can't even carry the first 50 pounds of piglets.

Wan'er's originally plump and firm breasts have become shriveled, the original perfect buttocks are no longer solid and plump, and the face that was originally as crystal as jade and looks only 20 years old is now old like a middle-aged woman - this is the end of the world, to be alive is already a blessing and a great fate, and it is far more urgent to have a full stomach than to be beautiful.

"It's a loss to be a soldier, otherwise ordinary people can't stand this toss at all." Chen Ergou coughed and said, originally he was not that kind of fat person, and after more than two months of tossing, he was even thinner like a dry corpse, and those who had been soldiers were tossed like this, so what about those who had never been soldiers?

This was just an ordinary hunting operation, and since they entered the Shijiazhuang boundary three months ago, it was difficult for Wang Agui and the three of them to take a step further south. The corpse chaos is obviously spread from south to north, just out of the city of Beijing because the zombies go to the crowded places to hunt for food, so the highway on the Pingchuan, but after passing through Dingzhou, Hebei Province, the living people may be eaten up, and there are more and more zombies wandering on the highway, and the three of them were forced to leave the highway and plunge into the vast sea of corpses to seek an opportunity to go south slowly.

However, the sky does not follow people's wishes, originally Wang Agui planned to cross the Yellow River before freezing, otherwise there would be no zombies to eat, and the freezing could freeze the three of them to death; But now three months later, they are still wandering around Dingzhou, and this winter may be their last time.

The motorcycle is parked in front of a lonely abandoned farmhouse next to a country road

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page), this is their temporary camp, because the population gathering place before the corpse rebellion is now also a zombie gathering place, Wang Agui and they can only find a place to live in this deserted village and wild mountains. After hiding the motorcycle and sealing the window and gate, Wang Agui squatted by the fire in the hall to slaughter the piglet, and Chen Ergou helped on the side; Song Wan'er was mending her clothes by the fire in the back room.

"This time it's going to be enjoyable, how will you eat it for a while? Grilled and eaten? Boiled and eaten? Chen Ergou said while pouring water and bleeding.

"Eat it roasted, eat it quickly; Hurry up and replenish your strength, if we continue to starve like this, we will collapse sooner or later. Wang Agui said while cutting the pig into the water with an electrician's knife, "It's a pity that the pig's blood is gone." ”

"Alas, thanks to the fact that you are from the border guards, I can't do this job." Chen Ergou watched Wang Agui skillfully divide the pork, and said with some envy.

"This has nothing to do with the border guards, I'm out of gluttony. How can the food of the border guards around 03 be compared with now? In particular, our division is stationed at the edge of the old forest, surrounded by 100,000 mountains, and it is rare to eat meat during the New Year's holidays. What should I do if I want to eat meat? I went out to fight by myself, and I slowly practiced it. Wang Agui stopped the knife and recalled that the green barracks life made him feel extremely sweet.

Chen Ergou pursed his lips and smiled knowingly; If it weren't for Wang Agui in these three months, he wouldn't know how many times he would have starved to death. The 3,8th Army Gongwei Beijing Division, fought mostly plain warfare, and 30 years of peace made the troops omission of field survival training a lot, for the tank soldiers who were more worried about food and drink, the survival training in the mountains and jungles was almost a passing scene, and the 3rd and 8th armies did not say that they lacked supplies at any time. When Wang Agui and the others went up the mountain and down the river to hunt game to satisfy their hunger, Chen Ergou was complaining that he was tired of eating beef, when would he be able to change to swan meat to taste.

Listening to the two men reminiscing about their military careers, Song Wan'er was a little excited that she was still alive. Born in a Kochi family, she couldn't even distinguish between leeks and wheat seedlings, and without the peacetime environment, Song Wan'er estimated that she wouldn't be able to survive for even a week.

"It smells so good!" Chen Ergou closed his eyes and smelled the faint aroma of meat, and the saliva in his mouth began to flood.

"Alas, if we can have more people, we will also get a car to go to the village to grab supplies." Wang Agui said as he turned the spokes of the bicycle with pork inserted in it. A few days ago, they met a wave of survivors who drove off-road vehicles into the nearby villages to eat, although they could only search among the peripheral farmers with few zombies, and they were also yellow-faced, but they obviously had a stable source of food, and their physique was much stronger than Wang Agui, which was the advantage of having more people.

After all, there is a big gap between film and television dramas and reality, and it is impossible for two or three people to step into the villages and towns. Although Wang Agui and the three of them have guns, but this combat effectiveness cannot form an effective firepower network, and if they want to go into the village to collect materials, there is no return, let alone go to the city to collect materials, which is even more whimsical.

"Why don't we join them?" Song Wan'er didn't understand this, and asked simply while sewing clothes.

"Looking at the composition of their men, all young and middle-aged, and equipped with spears, machetes, shotguns, and bows, I followed them at a distance to find their camp, and found that there were only a few young women and no old men and children—alas, the women were naked and dying of torture, and I knew that this group of men was a purely violent group, and that it was not too much for such a man to be shot for ten minutes." Wang Agui lit half of the cigarette butt by the firelight, took a puff and said.

Hearing that those women were still naked on such a cold day, Song Wan'er unconsciously tightened the neckline of her dirty cotton jacket with her hands. Wang Agui really treats her as a wife, and he hasn't touched her for so long; Although Wang Agui said that she couldn't lift her sexual interest when she was hungry, Song Wan'er knew that Wang Agui was afraid that she would get pregnant, and in this case, pregnancy was no less than suicide.

"What about the teams of old men, children, and women that I met before?" Song Wan'er asked again.

"Joining them is only a burden for us. You've seen those men, too, who can't even lift knives, and they used to sit in the office. We don't have the capacity to feed this group. Chen Ergou cut off a small piece of meat with an electrician's knife and tasted it.

"If we can't find the right person, we'd rather starve than we'll die sooner." Wang Agui took advantage of the firelight to pinch out a lice from the neckline of his dirty down jacket and threw it into the fire, then put his hand on his back and scratched it vigorously. The long-term exhaustion has made the three of them unkempt for a long time, and the clothes on their bodies have never been changed, and a sour smell rushes to the noses of the three from time to time.

"It's not even '19' and it's so cold, how many days will it be?" Can we cross the Yellow River before the 39th Century? It's still far from Henan. Song Wan'er asked. When they first came out of Beijing, the three of them simply wanted to go home to see, but the reality taught them a vivid lesson - let alone going home, it was not easy to live, and after three months, the chances of their families surviving were too slim.

"Let's take one step at a time; Don't think about it so much. Wang Agui threw away the cigarette butt and took the salt out of the trunk.

"Supposedly, it's time for us to evolve at this time, right? Why is there no sign at all at this time? Chen Ergou pinched his arm like a dry firewood stick and muttered.

"You go and let the zombies take a bite, maybe you'll evolve." Song Wan'er glanced at Chen Ergou, tied a knot with the thread in her hand and bit off the thread with her teeth and said.

"No, I'd rather not evolve than let that corpse take a bite." Chen Ergou grinned, cut a little meat with a knife and tasted it, "Well, you can eat, let's eat." ”

"Eat, eat." O king

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) you throw a small packet of salt to one person, gently pick up a piece of meat and sprinkle some. Just as he was about to put the meat in his mouth, Wang Agui suddenly felt a chill in his back, and his nerves instantly tensed, "Quickly extinguish the fire!" ”

The three of them instinctively extinguished the fire in front of them with great speed—something they had practiced when facing the enemy so many times. Wang Agui and Chen Ergou held their guns in the dark and leaned against the corner of the wall waiting for danger to come, while Song Wan'er quietly got under the bed and said nothing.

The room where you can't see your fingers is quiet, except for the sound of the wind blowing in the woods outside, there is no roar of corpses, it won't be zombies, it's either a human being, or a ghost, nothing else. The windows of the farmhouse had been covered with thick straw mats, and the gates were tightly shut, so that no fire could escape; The motorcycles were also pushed into the hall, and it is unlikely that any survivors would know that there were living people here, huh? Wang Agui was puzzled, it seems that the person who came is extraordinary, not an ordinary person, now the enemy is in the light, I am in the dark, the situation is unfavorable - isn't it that he has met a mandrill?

"Poof-poof" Two sounds broke through the air, and then Wang Agui felt a pain in the back of his hand, then a numbness, and then a soft gun in his hand fell to the ground. At the same time, in the dark, the sound of iron tools smashing on the concrete floor was also heard in the direction of Chen Ergou - Chen Ergou's gun also fell!

"Whoa, whoa!" Before Wang Agui could react, the window glass on the east and south sides of the farmhouse was smashed at the same time, and through the faint moonlight outside the window, Wang Agui only felt two black shadows mixed with broken glass and rotten grass mats from both directions and pounced on him and Chen Ergou. The speed of the black shadow is unbelievable, its speed is like a cheetah, its strength is like a fierce tiger, Wang Agui didn't have time to put on any defensive posture, but instinctively turned his face sideways, and the nose was firmly hit, and two hot streams flowed out of the nasal cavity with severe pain - seal the eyes first, this is a master! Immediately afterwards, Wang Agui felt a heavy blow to his stomach, and an iron knee hit him straight into the abdomen. After being hit twice in a row, Wang Agui felt the wind flashing behind his head, instinctively loosened his waist, his knees weakened, and his body sank suddenly, lying on the ground.

Wang Agui heard a "bang" on the back of his neck, but this time he was still hit, and he suddenly felt his head cloudy. But as Wang Agui's body sank, his strength was much smaller, otherwise Wang Agui would be directly stunned or even killed.

After dodging this fatal blow, Wang Agui didn't care about the stars in his eyes, and bumped into the black shadow with his feelings-the person who came must be a person, and he was a master of martial arts, otherwise he would not have the slightest strength to fight back, and he was too far away from beating himself, and the only way was to engage in close combat with the other party to have a glimmer of hope.

However, the black shadow didn't seem to expect that the other party was also trained, and after missing the blow, it slowed down, and then Wang Agui hit his shoulder firmly on the chest, this desperate collision must be enough for the black shadow to bear, but the black shadow didn't even snort and punched his hand, and Wang Agui was hit in the face again. Enduring the severe pain all over his body, Wang Agui swept his whip legs all the way by feeling, and his legs and legs hit the black shadow directly; But the black shadow seemed to be able to see his movements and dodged left and right, Wang Agui's whip leg just wiped the black shadow's clothes a few times, and as soon as he saw that the whip leg was missing, Wang Agui's fist, elbow, and knee followed and smashed over, beckoning the dead hand, after all, the fist was faster than the leg, and the black shadow was still hit several times; In the dark, Wang Agui touched a ceramic vase, grabbed it and smashed it into the black shadow.

"Whoa!" The sound of the vase breaking echoed through the room, and the vase smashed to the ground - the shadow had shifted its position!

What a speed! Wang Agui snorted in his heart, but in the middle of his call, a yin wind struck, Wang Agui instinctively used his arms to protect his temples and soft underbelly, but the yin wind went around behind him, and then Wang Agui's neck was locked from behind.

"Special forces!" The moment Wang Agui was strangled, a resounding name echoed in his head, this trick neck lock is completely the style of the army - fierce, vicious, one-hit kill, such a precise technique and speed except for special forces - and it is an elusive scout, Wang Agui can't think of anyone else who can do it.

Wang Agui felt that breathing began to be difficult, and his face began to be congested, and he could only hold on to the black shadow's arm and struggle to support it. However, what made him feel a glimmer of hope was that the black shadow behind him was also the end of the crossbow, and the arm that locked him was so thin that there was not a trace of muscle, and the strength seemed to be so great. So the battle between the two is deadlocked, and it depends on who can outweigh whom.

"Smack!" Just when the two were at a stalemate, a light suddenly lit up, and Wang Agui quickly closed his eyes.

"Don't move!" The black shadow holding Wang Agui heard a trembling shout, and then a bright light sealed his eyes, and a cold object stuffed into his mouth, and the black shadow froze directly - it was a gun!

It was Song Wan'er who held the gun, she could only vaguely see two black shadows standing in the room under the bed by the faint moonlight, and the other two black shadows were "whirring" panting and rolling on the ground, so she dared to crawl out from under the bed and pick up a gun, and then unscrewed the strong flashlight and shone it directly into the eyes of the person who strangled Wang Agui. Song Wan'er should have never expected the black shadow at this time, and the black shadow was stunned.

Wang Agui heard Song Wan'er's voice, and then felt his neck loosen, taking advantage of this vacancy, Wang Agui quickly bent his left arm, his back elbow slammed into the left rib of the black shadow, and the elbow of his right hand shrank suddenly, and hit the black shadow's abdomen with an inch, the black shadow seemed to be deflated by this fright, and no longer had the courage and strength just now, but let go of his hand and covered his stomach and curled up in a ball and fell to the ground. Wang Agui gasped and took the gun in Song Wan'er's hand against the black shadow, as long as he dared to move, a bullet would send him to the western sky.

(End of chapter)

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