Lang Hua was deep in thought, when a scream suddenly sounded in the living room.

"Ahh

The early morning sunlight penetrates the curtains and scatters into the living room of the Yang family's apartment, which is enough to see all the details of the interior

Stacked corpses, with pale complexions. Half-congealed dark red blood, like viscous paint that had been knocked over. Finally, there were two nurse girls who were slumped on the ground.

The one who screamed disturbingly high decibel was Wang Yan, one of them. As for Xiaomeng, it's not much better than her. It's just that she has been frightened to the extreme, and she only knows how to open her mouth wide, but she can't make a sound.

Lang Hua rushed out of the door, but he didn't see the unexpected emergency, but what he saw was such a scene in front of him.

He couldn't help frowning and glared at Wang Yan. The warning between the eyebrows and eyes is full of meaning.

This stare had a miraculous effect, and Wang Yan immediately stopped talking. It's just that she is just like Fang, and she trembles even more.

Yang Xiaoxiao was also surprised at this time - she had never seen Lang Hua show such an impatient expression.

Yang Qinghuan and Duan Qing were tightly behind Yang Bensheng.

However, compared to the nurses who screamed silently, the horror in their eyes was no less than that of others, but they finally stood firmly.

Duan Qing even consciously reached out to cover her younger brother's eyes.

Duan Qing's younger brother is the black and thin little boy in front of him.

Even though he was sick and hungry at this time, a pair of eyes were rolling between Duan Qing's fingers, staring firmly at the messy living room.

Is it better than an adult?

Is it that the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers? Or is it a natural character......

Or maybe it's something that can be made.

Coupled with yesterday's "Treasury Incident", this pair of sisters and brothers made Lang Hua look up to him a lot. He also glanced at the little boy twice.

The ensuing changes made people feel irritable, and Lang Hua resisted the urge to slam the door and sighed.

"Uncle Yang, take someone into the second bedroom. As for the reason, Xiaoxiao will be responsible for explaining it to you. ”

He paused and added, "I ...... I'm just out there thinking about something, and you don't care. ”

The group had to enter the room one after another. Even the two nurses, Wang Yan and Xiaomeng, also shrank and followed Yang Bensheng.

The bloody atmosphere outside is too heavy, and it is not suitable for them to live for a long time after being frightened.

The "squeak" sound of the door closing, and Lang Hua was the only one left in the empty apartment.

Lang Hua walked in the living room, stepping over the corpses with an expressionless face.

The gray-white wound rolled up the flesh, and the corpse's eyes widened blankly, and its expression froze at the moment before death.

A pair of combat boots stepped on the bloody stain of the beach, and then lifted it again. The plasma in a semi-coagulated state, stuck to the sole of the shoe, is carried into the air, presenting a brushed visual effect.

He pushed open the doors and peered into each room.

The eyes see a lot, and the heart thinks a lot.

The end times are breaking out, the world is dangerous, and once they go out from here to the secret base, I am afraid that there will be no time to return.

In the post-cataclysmic city, there are no survivor squads that can travel safely.

Lang Hua stopped in front of the master bedroom, which had been occupied by Martha and his wife during the week.

The closet in the room that was chopped for firewood is said to be the dowry brought by Aunt Ping when she got married twenty years ago.

And the cash and jewelry that were torn up and squandered at will also seem to reproduce what kind of carnival these uninvited guests who broke into the door fell into that night.

There are not many pieces of jewelry, I heard that Uncle Yang bought them as a wedding anniversary gift for Aunt Ping in his early years. Aunt Ping used the excuse that she was afraid of losing it, but she cherished it very much, and she didn't wear it out a few times at all.

As for the banknotes that were once tied up neatly, but now they are like shredded paper, they are the "gift money" in the mouths of the husband and wife.

"Leave it to the future Xiaohua as a gift money for his daughter-in-law" - they used to say so.

Even if he is just an adopted son, he is just an adopted son who is unwilling to change his surname and call his father and mother.

Although from the day he was accepted as an adopted son by the Yang family, Lang Hua made up his mind to be a passerby.

Although these things are in Lang Hua's eyes, in the eyes of these "doves occupying magpies' nests", they are just useless waste paper and decorations in the last days.

But they also have a much deeper meaning.

For Captain Lang Hua, for Young Lang Hua.

It was an unprecedented two years, and it was a kind and caring ...... that I hadn't experienced in a long time.

Family, anticipation, gentleness, trust......

In the past two years, Lang Hua has almost indulged in these things.

But in the silence of the people, in some little corner of the bed, in the darkness of the room, he still realized that something was coming, and it was still inevitable.

He was afraid of the blood that he might experience again, and the loss that would happen all over again.

At some point that night, he even thought about death.

This should be ridiculous for a lucky person who is miraculously reborn, because no one should choose to end their life immediately after being reborn.

It's like using "Second Life" to fill up the health bar in the game, and someone has a head convulsion and immediately dies and jumps off a cliff.

But we all know it well – it's not a game.

Because the present world is complex and changeable, because reality is unpredictable.

There is only one chance to "buy and leave".

Perhaps for a "gambler" who has already lost once, the pressure he faces is unprecedented.

At this time, even if you have all your net worth in hand, it will always seem to be stretched.

……

Then, in the next moment of his delusional suicide, he put this ridiculous idea behind him and fell asleep.

It was past midnight, and the morning was faintly bright.

Section II

There have only been thirty years in the past life and this life, and Lang Hua has spent half of his years in this last world.

He knew that he would never be able to settle with this end times.

In other words, in fact, all the people in this world, all races and all life on this earth, from the moment the black fog erupted on the "Advent Day", they could not avoid this end times.

Because this has happened a long time ago, because this is a curtain that has slowly opened the prologue.

The tide of the end times begins, a ups and downs, a struggle.

In the end, I was lucky enough to see the day of the end, and I don't know how many people Xu Xu.

As for the rest, it's just all in ashes.

……

has experienced too much, and Lang Hua sometimes can't see through it.

Just because you've experienced it hundreds or thousands of times doesn't mean you're used to it.

In the years when Lang Hua watched the people around him die one after another, many things happened, but he only remembered one person and one thing.

Da Zhuang, one of the members of the third battalion of the 215th Regiment in the early apocalypse, is as tall and strong as his name, but his personality is extremely honest.

Obviously close to two meters tall, but he likes to hunch his waist on weekdays. The whole person looks like a curled prawn......

But fortunately, the army is different, and the friendship on the battlefield of life and death is precious, and there are no pickled things in other places.

The atmosphere between Da Zhuang and his comrades-in-arms has always been harmonious. Far from laughing at him, people even tried to persuade him many times, reminding him to pay attention to his posture and self-confidence.

But every time Da Zhuang smirked, shook his head and said: I can't change it if I get used to it.

Lang Hua, who was three years old in the last three years, first joined the 215th Regiment for only two years, and was awarded the rank of second lieutenant after leaving the officer training camp.

In the past six months, he has led his reconnaissance team to show his prominence and repeatedly committed dangerous situations, although he has also won many honors and awards, but it is still far from the degree of being favored by the division headquarters.

At that time, there were still eight months before Lang Hua was rated as a combat hero by the division headquarters.

It is better to say that he is a combat hero, than to simply call it a red-eyed and bloodthirsty combat maniac.

It was also in a certain battle that year later that Li Yishan patted him on the shoulder in the company trench and said: "Huazi, don't rush to kill too the front line, heroes never live long." ”

From a steady scout captain to a combat maniac who sacrifices his life.

What is the reason for this shift?

Lang Hua can't deny that there is also a connection between this and Da Zhuang's experience......

At that time, Da Zhuang was an auxiliary attacker in Lang Hua's team, mainly responsible for fire support and baggage burdens, and was a good hand at using small cannons and grenades.

In the autumn of the third year of the last days, Lang Hua's squad was ordered by the regimental headquarters to annihilate and destroy a certain branch of the cult organization "Black Blood Altar". Backed by accurate intelligence, they quickly and smoothly stormed inside, killing all cult rebels who could afford to take up arms with zero casualties.

Only before retreating, Da Zhuang found a little girl in the corridor.

The little girl looks harmless to humans and animals, but she doesn't look like a captured survivor, and she is clearly a person in the "Black Blood Altar".

Da Zhuang begged Lang Hua to let the girl go.

But in the next moment, a knife pierced the back of his heart and stabbed out of his chest.

"When I die as a martyr, I will go to heaven and receive eternal life."

Lang Hua couldn't remember what the girl said at the time, probably something like this.

Anyway, the members of the team were red-eyed.

Da Zhuang heard the sound of the ring falling to the ground, and turned his head to see the grenade in the girl's arms. His first reaction subconsciously was to resolutely block the entire corridor.

That was the first and only time the comrades-in-arms saw Da Zhuang stand up straight.

The astonishing amount of food feeds the height of nearly two meters, and the arms of the troops are strong and broad...... In an instant, the entire corridor was tightly stuffed.

Then the next second was a deafening sound, a splash of warm flesh, and the buzz of the mind that followed......

The last words of Da Zhuang that Lang Hua can remember are not "Leave me alone, run" in film and television dramas, but a heart-rending sentence "Captain!" ”

That was the last tacit understanding between him and Da Zhuang-

At the critical moment, Lang Hua threw everyone who was left in the squad to the ground, avoiding more casualties.

Before that, how did Da Zhuang intercede for this little devil?

"Captain, the child is innocent. Leave this little girl alone. ”

"Don't be afraid, children, we are all good people and will not hurt you."

Leave her alone?

But if you don't hurt others, won't they hurt you?

At that time, Lang Hua knew that the reason why good people don't live long.

For in the last days there is nothing but prey, which is the hunter. You can choose not to kill others, but you can't stop others from coming to take your life all the time.

Therefore, Lang Hua changed his previous steady style, and went out of the camp alone to fight and kill a lot of people, on the battlefield, in the mission, and in the enemy's base camp many times.

He doesn't want his life, he wants someone else's life.

Because he is more ruthless to himself than to the enemy, there are not a few times when he exchanges his life with serious injuries, and the people in the opposite camp call Lang Hua a "crazy wolf".

Da Zhuang's words are a thorn in Lang Hua's heart for many years.

Innocent? Wretched?

It's stupid and ridiculous to intercede for the enemy......

Why should his soldiers die?

Just because of kindness? Just because of generosity and righteousness?

What a bird feather truth this is!

If you can refute Da Zhuang's ridiculous reason at the first time.

Maybe Da Zhuang won't die.

At that time, Lang Hua was too young to bear the weight of a fresh life.

Later, the division headquarters determined that he, as the captain, was not responsible for the accident.

But Lang Hua still insisted on resigning from his position and became a "hunter" who broke away from the collective weaving, walking independently on the battlefield to complete the assassination mission.

Until the eve of the "first major counteroffensive" in the last eight years, Lang Hua did not bring any more troops.