"Brother Beichuan......" Shi Qing led Jiang Bihan to receive her team, and the other squadron leaders hurriedly went out to gather the team members and prepare for the battle, and the crowd in the conference room just went out, and Yiyu couldn't hold back.

She jumped into Yu Beichuan's arms briskly, sat on Yu Beichuan's lap, hooked Yu Beichuan's neck with her two slender hands, raised her pretty smiling face, and looked at Yu Beichuan stupidly.

Since the end of the world, Yubeichuan has experienced too much, and Yiyu seems to have suffered a lot, the original plump chin has become pointy, only the big bright eyes are still so clear and deep as bright as the stars.

"Brother Beichuan, you promised me when I was a child, you will marry me when I grow up......" Yiyu looked at Yu Beichuan stupidly.

Yiyu is not her real name, but on that rainy night, in order to remember and commemorate their meeting, Yiyu kept her surname Wei, so she took the name Wei Yiyu.

Yu Beichuan looked at it quietly, it was this pretty face that he thought about day and night, dreamed of, he lowered his head, and his lips were deeply imprinted on her red lips......

"Hmm......" Wei Yiyu couldn't imagine that Yu Beichuan was so bold, in the conference room, he was so hot, Wei Yiyu struggled for a while, and simply hooked his two hands tightly and greeted him.

"There are flowers that can be broken straight and must be broken, don't wait for no flowers and empty branches." Life and death in the apocalypse, Yu Beichuan and Wei Yiyu recognised many things, and the distance between the two has been tightened.

"Sister Yiyu, are you ashamed ......"

Chimney was not when, she stood outside the gate with a little face hanging on her face, shouting loudly.

"Ah......" Wei Yiyu was frightened, and jumped out of Yu Beichuan's arms, his red face was like a red apple, with the chimney's trick-or-treating, Yu Beichuan had lost the interest just now, and he looked at Wei Yiyu with a smile.

"Shame...... Baba big villain......" Chimney saw Yu Beichuan smiling, she was not afraid of him at all, and yelled at Yu Beichuan.

"Okay, chimney, don't run." Wei Yiyu trotted over, she wanted to catch the chimney, but she didn't expect this little guy to be very weird and elf, one didn't see it right, she had already giggled and ran away first.

"Chimney, you stop for me, stop quickly......" Wei Yiyu chased after him.

"Hmph, I'll tell Mama." The chimney grimaced and ran fast, and after a while, downstairs, there was a silver bell-like laughter of the two.

Seeing the chimney, Yu Beichuan thought of Jiang Bihan again, she was really a flawless beautiful young woman, no wonder she could give birth to such a smart and beautiful little girl as Chimney.

The name of the chimney is originally taken from Lu You's poem "Reading Hu Jizhong's Old Poems with Feelings", "The chimney has more days than hair, not only sad but also self-harming." ”

I don't know what kind of story this beautiful young woman has, giving the name chimney, thinking of this, Yu Beichuan's heart is hot.

Wei Yiyu ran out, Yu Beichuan felt bored, and for a while, it seemed that he had nothing to do.

Originally, when I saw Wei Yiyu, I didn't know what was going on with her, she had been promoted to a first-order evolutionary, and Yu Beichuan wanted to help her improve her level first, but she didn't expect this to happen.

"Forget it, let's go to the battlefield," Yu Beichuan thought to himself, just rush to the battlefield area, and see the battle of those five squadrons, maybe he can help something.

Yubeichuan came to Zhang Tieniu's battlefield, a second-order zombie rushed over, Yubeichuan didn't look at it, kicked out, and the zombie hit the anti-theft door of the street shop, "Boom!" There was a loud bang.

Yu Beichuan walked over slowly, the sword light flashed, and the zombie head was cut off with a sword, and a second-order zombie crystal was harvested.

In the underground waterway of the block of S City, a group of people are listening quietly with their ears pricked up.

Unlike the sewers in other cities, most of them are very narrow, and they can only accommodate ordinary people, and there are no wells.

The diameter of the network pipes built in many cities is very small, and it is basically impossible to drill through, while the sewers in S City are relatively wide and luxurious.

It is adjacent to the border area, and considering the strategic needs, the sewer can basically walk two people next to each other, nearly two meters high, and every two hundred meters, a space of fifty or sixty square meters is usually designed, which is connected to the groundwater wells on the ground.

When the sewer was designed, it was used as an air-raid shelter, and in the event of war, the last place for human beings to flee, allowing them to hide underground as a place of refuge.

The sewers are full of potholes and grooves, which have not been properly maintained for many years, unknown weeds have grown on the walls, and the edges of the lower holes have been gnawed through by unknown animals, revealing mud holes the size of bowls.

The further I went, the farther I went, the number of mud holes was shocking, the holes were slippery, and all the holes were connected into a black hole, which looked very strange.

There is not much water in the sewer underneath, and a heavy rainstorm many years ago washed a lot of dust and garbage on the ground into the sewer.

Over time, these things settle down in the waterways, forming earth-like lumps, and countless different mutated mushrooms grow in the mud in the waterways.

Walking down the sewer, there are piles of fermented garbage on the ground that I can't recognize anything, clumps of rotting and moldy, and from time to time I can see some small animals leaving bones and fur after death, and the smell of sour rot is everywhere.

In Les Misérables, Hugo said, "In our century, the sewer is a mysterious place. He also said that "sewers are the conscience of a city." In fact, Hugo meant that the sewers of the city were a habitat for exiles and the vulnerable.

The sewers sheltered them and gave them shelter, so the sewers were the conscience of the city.

"Commander Tong, listen carefully, there seems to be the voice of a living person on the street." A tall, thin young man pointed to the top of the sewer, and he listened attentively with his ears sideways.

Commander Tong's original name is Tong Good, now Chinese New Year's Eve four years old, the commander-in-chief of the street team of Lijing Street in S City, after the apocalypse, he was in charge of the work and had no time to evacuate with the large army, he could only immediately organize the rest of the community to retreat to the sewers.

At the beginning of the retreat, there were more than 160 people at the beginning, and until now, only 112 people have survived.

Because of the harsh sewer environment and the lack of medical care and food, many people could not resist and collapsed, and Tong Goode had to take advantage of the fierce sun during the day to send the corpses out of the road to avoid the plague from rotting in the sewers.

In the past few days, food in the sewers has become more and more scarce, and no one knows how long it will last.

Tong Goode was a stocky young man, with a large square face, a burly body, thick eyebrows, a black mole at the corner of his mouth, and those eyes that shone sternly in the darkness, making people feel rough and shrewd.

At this time, his forehead was covered with deep wrinkles, his fingers were unusually thick, his nails were sandwiched with unwashed black mud, and he was wearing a green cloth trench coat, which looked very inappropriate for his age of less than forty years.

"Xiao Linzi, are you hungry and hallucinating?" Peng Goode smiled helplessly, he thought that after supporting more than ten days, someone would be sent to rescue him, but today, he has no hope.

"Commander Tong, listen carefully!" Xiao Linzi lowered his voice, he turned a pair of sentimental eyes and turned a few times on everyone's face.

Looking at the crowd, there were still more than a dozen people lying there half-dead, and he didn't know if they would survive tomorrow, he sighed in his heart.

For Commander Tong, Xiao Linzi respects him from the bottom of his heart, if it weren't for him, he would have been eaten by zombies long ago, not only that, but his old and frail father, under the care of Director Tong, can still have a breath left.

"Bumping ......" On the street, there was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and this time, Tong Goode heard it clearly, "Someone, someone is fighting with loss!" He thought cheerfully.