Hungry crows swirled back and forth in the grey sky, their piercing screeches piercing through the thick walls and into the ears of the hiding-hiding survivors; The blood-stained streets were crowded with the living dead, their movements dragging and rotting, but still aimlessly searching for fresh human flesh; Traffic jams on the highway, rear-end damaged cars, crooked street lights; The long corridor where corpses and bones accumulate, the rotting limbs and rotten flesh derived from mosquitoes and flies, and the disgusting and abnormal smell of corpses......

"Da Da Da ......"

"Da Da Da ......"

Dense gunfire came from the police station in the center of the city, accompanied by the high-pitched screams of women, the cries of children and the angry scolding of men, countless living dead moved stiffly, converging towards the place where the sound came from, and the strange excitement of finding prey flashed in the pair of cloudy animal eyes.

The bricks shattered in the gunshot, and at the same time the heads of the living dead exploded, and the disgusting yellow and white streams fell to the ground, but no one cared whether it stinked or not, and trampled itself to the periphery.

The survivors abandoned the old people who couldn't run fast, and even brutally kicked them to the ground to attract the attention of the living dead, so as to buy themselves time to escape.

The child cried sharply, tugging at his mother's clothes, and the annoyed gunman mercilessly smashed his head with a shot that was so angry that the gunman had a cold face and was completely unmoved to end a child's life.

The man stretched out his blood-stained hand, and unaccustomed to pulling the child's corpse, neatly throwing it to the zombie, and then shot and killed it while the zombie was eating flesh and blood, stepping on a pool of black blood and running to his own way of life.

A woman who is crazy because of the loss of her child wants to resist, but she can only be killed.

Here, there is no more basic moral concept, no humanity, and some are just unscrupulous to live for themselves.

The woman without a face, the weak child, the old man who dragged his feet was just the fresh meat that attracted the living dead in the eyes of the gunmen, slaves, animals.

The weak, there is nothing to qualify them to waste the guns in their hands.

Han Xiuyu watched this hellish one with cold eyes, and he remembered those ugly faces deeply, deeply!

The world has changed, no one knows anyone, and the smell of death pervades everywhere. It is as if the heavens have laid a bloody net, which has caught the people of the world who cannot break free, and played with them between applause, satisfying its perverted appetite with human tragedy.

Yes??

The big boy who had fallen asleep on his back on the couch due to excessive exhaustion woke up with resentment and shock in his eyes. He rudely stretched out his hand and rubbed his face, and only then calmed down a little after touching the newly grown thorny scumbag on his face.

Silent and silent, he lay on his back on his couch again, raising his hand and rubbing his sour temples.

It's the third time......

He silently counted in his mind.

For the third time, I dreamed of such a scene, which became more real every time, clearer and clearer each time...... Makes him feel a deep suffocation.

After a few moments, he rolled over from the couch, took his glasses and put them on, and walked back to his bedroom.

Lift the milky white sheet and take out a steel lockbox from the bed. Wiped away the thick layer of dust, his slightly rough fingers nimbly turned the complex cipher shaft, and a moment later, he opened the weapon box that he hadn't looked at in a year.

Inside, lying quietly, a few blackened guns, like silent warriors, stood in their fortress, waiting for the moment when they saw the light of day.

A sniper rifle, two desert eagles, a terrifyingly sharp whaling fork, and a large number of bullets of different specifications.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar objects, his eyebrows finally slowly relaxed. Stretched out his hand and gently brushed the cold and hard firearm, and whispered, "Old man, meet again."

See you again......

This time, we're not dealing with humans with bad intentions, we're going to face monsters in human skin.

My old man, I'm sorry for you.

The big boy's eyebrows and eyes were as deep as the sea under his lenses, and his hands began to disassemble and reassemble his guns continuously, and his movements were as familiar as those of a sergeant who had been trained for several years.

On the same day, at about half past five in the afternoon, at the other end, in the coastal area, near the sea area of N City, an unmarked submarine quietly dived, its appearance was like a huge whale, slowly approaching the area full of cliffs and rocks, and the waves were boiling, quietly opened the hatch, and released more than 30 people in diving suits, until they landed one after another, and then slowly dived back into the sea.

After several years of touching the sea route, it was not easy to seize such a high tide opportunity to send the warriors to this land that they have coveted for a long time, and this operation cannot fail!

Failure means exposure.

Expose the chess pieces they have painstakingly planted into the Chinese coastal defense, and expose the only effective sea route they have so far touched.

The officer inside the submarine narrowed his eyes, he believed that the dead soldiers in Dongying were all saved with one block of hundred.

Failure is such a factor that they don't have to consider.

Thirty or so tall men swam to the cliff area, quickly changed into their own dry clothes, gathered all the wetsuits and oxygen tanks they had taken off, and lowered them into the sea area with ropes.

Their eyes were cold and dull, dull as gray, like machines, rigidly carrying out a qiē command. After packing up, they divided into groups of three in an orderly manner and set off in a dozen different directions. [,！ ] Leave.

At the same time, Yun Mo, who was preparing to open a meal in the cafeteria of Chonghua Private University, put down the chopsticks in her hand as if she had a feeling, she raised her dark eyes and stared at the sky intently, and the uneasiness in her heart was slightly turbulent.

She knew exactly what it was like, and every time something bad was going to happen, there was always a little bit of uneasiness.

She used to rely on her strong fighting instincts to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages in battle, and since becoming a protector, she has a close connection with heaven and earth, and sometimes that small mood will make her intuition something wrong.

So, what will it be this time?

"Yun Mo, Yun Mo, Yun Mo ......"

A soft and shy voice changed back to her thoughts that had already flown out of the sky, Yun Mo turned her face, looking at He Zijin's slightly cramped expression and the strange inquiring eyes of the people around her, she turned around casually and picked up the chopsticks, and gulped the rice into her mouth.

There were always people around them looking at them with strange eyes, He Zijin's face turned pale a little uncomfortably, and even his voice trembled a little: "Yun Mo, what happened to you just now?" Looking out in a daze for some reason, everyone thought that something strange had happened......"

So, now there are many people sweeping them with such eyes.

Yun Mo chewed a mouth full of rice and replied inarticulately: "Let them, you eat yours, and control what others do."

I don't have to find myself unhappy. With a quick addition in his heart, the marshal continued to rudely chop rice into his mouth, not feeling that there was anything wrong with his eating.

He Zijin said "um" softly, and then obediently began to eat in small bites, she raised her eyes to look at Yun Mo, who had eaten nothing at all, but the corners of her mouth raised a small arc.

Every time she was with Yun Mo, she would never see those pickles? Something and the comfort of being around her was something she had never felt before.

Warm, accommodating, caring...... Like the sea.

The meaning of friends in life is, sure enough, very unusual.