Chapter 22, The Sand Tribes
"Damn, don't come down!" Ding Xiu looked at the zombie that chased to the door and prayed in his heart.
Chen Jianing's expression was also terrified, and she stretched out her hand desperately towards Ding Xiu, but the distance between her two hands was still a lot worse.
"I can't reach it." The girl cried out in despair.
The zombie slid down on the steep floor and slid towards her, and Chen Jianing flashed to the side, allowing it to fall to the glass.
When the zombie hit the glass, there were a few more cracks in the glass.
Chen Jianing desperately crawled in the direction of Ding Xiu, but the zombie grabbed her leg from behind and dragged her back.
"!" Ding Xiu's heart was horizontal, he let go of his hand and jumped onto the metal frame of the glass window, picking up a stone from the side.
Chen Jianing kicked away the zombie and threw herself at Ding Xiu, and her hand was finally grabbed by Ding Xiu.
Seeing that the zombie behind him pounced again, Ding Xiu raised the stone in his hand and smashed it the piece of glass full of cracks.
In the girl's scream, the glass shattered into countless pieces and fell, and the zombie who had just almost grabbed Chen Jianing's backpack fell into the abyss along with the glass fragments.
Chen Jianing's body hung in the air and swayed from side to side, Ding Xiu held her hand tightly, and the soles of her feet only stepped on a narrow small area on the metal frame.
"I got you...... I got you. Ding Xiu gasped heavily, his forehead covered with cold sweat.
More than half an hour later, the figures of the two appeared in the tall building on the other side of the rift. Ding Xiu found a staircase to go down in the dilapidated building, and he took Chen Jianing down the stairs calmly, and his mood was much lighter after the zombies chasing behind him.
Chen Jianing walked and suddenly snorted.
"What's wrong with you?" Ding Xiu asked, his gaze immediately falling on her calf, "You're injured!" ”
Chen Jianing sat down and pulled up her trouser legs, and there were a few scratches on her calves.
"Was it a zombie?" Ding Xiu preferred that it was the scar drawn by the steel bar, but he couldn't deceive himself, and his heart suddenly felt a little sad.
"I'm fine." Chen Jianing said: "I already have the gene in my body to be immune to the zombie virus, and these scratches are the same as skin trauma, but they are a little painful. ”
"I'll carry you." Ding Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, he saw that Chen Jianing's complexion was not very good, and he knew that the girl's physical overdraft was more serious.
Chen Jianing hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.
"I'll help you bandage it first." Injuries are a common occurrence for border guards, especially skin injuries, which Ding Xiu is simply familiar with.
He tore off a few strips of cloth from his clothes and helped Chen Jianing bandage his wounds.
"It's a pity that the cactus pulp collected yesterday was left in the car, otherwise its juice could have played a role in disinfection and sterilization." Ding Xiu said with some pity: "Next, we have to find a new car, otherwise the chance of getting out of the desert is still very slim." ”
Chen Jianing lay on Ding Xiu's back and smiled secretly.
"When I was at the institute last night, I used this thing to send a distress message to my family." The girl took off the necklace from her neck and handed it to Ding Xiu.
"What is this? Necklace? ”
"Well, but it's no ordinary necklace. There's a little thing hidden inside. Chen Jianing said: "There is an automatic positioning and alarm device here, as long as it is activated, my family in Brilliant City will know that I am in danger." I thought I was going to die last night, so I activated the device so that they wouldn't be able to come to my rescue, but at least they would know what I was going to do. ”
"As long as we try to stay alive, someone will come to save us." The corners of the girl's mouth rose slightly, and she felt quite proud, because the alarm device in the necklace was her own invention.
Ding Xiu rescued her all the way, and Chen Jianing is now happy that she can save Ding Xiu once.
"So, finding food is more important than finding a car these days?"
"Correct solution!" Chen Jianing snapped her fingers.
The two of them came to the streets of the ruined city, which were either dusty or rusty, and it was a complete apocalyptic scene.
The wind whipped up the yellow sand and garbage on the ground, rolling on the ground.
Vehicles on the side of the road are either missing tires or their tires are shriveled. The bodies of most of these cars are badly faded, and almost none of the window glass is good.
Although the demand for vehicles has lagged behind, it is always good to have a car. Ding Xiu's physical strength also dropped sharply, he didn't have any difficulty carrying Chen Jianing on his back, but as he walked, his steps began to become heavy.
"Would you like to take another break?" Chen Jianing felt Ding Xiu's tiredness, and felt a little reluctant in her heart, "You also said that maintaining good physical strength is the key to surviving in a dangerous environment. ”
"I can hold on, let's find food and rest." Carrying Chen Jianing all the way, Ding Xiu had heard her stomach make a "gurgling" sound several times.
Of course, Ding Xiu himself was no better, his stomach screamed more times than Chen Jianing.
"Do you smell something? Jianing. After walking for a while, Ding Xiu suddenly stopped, he sniffed hard, and there seemed to be a fragrance in the air that aroused his appetite.
"The smell of barbecue!" Chen Jianing's eyes lit up.
"You smell it too? Well, I thought it was a hallucination before starvation. Ding Xiu carried Chen Jianing on his back and walked towards the wind, which brought the aroma of food and direction.
The smell was getting stronger and stronger, Ding Xiu's Adam's apple was churning up and down, and saliva was already secreting in his mouth. Chen Jianing also looked in the direction where the smell was wafting, and she saw a column of smoke floating in a small building in front of her.
There is a smell of grilled food in the air, which indicates that there are people nearby. Ding Xiu and Chen Jianing were both exhausted, and at this moment, their vigilance relaxed.
A familiar voice broke the silence in the air, and Ding Xiu's feet froze, and the person suddenly stood there.
Gunshot!
The moment the bullet sank into the sand, the sand in front of the heel bloomed like a flower.
Several figures came out of Ding Xiu's sight, and behind them, there were more people running out of the small building.
These men and women all had guns in their hands. They were dressed in rags, had strange hair colors, and had exaggerated tattoos on their faces and bodies.
"Who are they?" Chen Jianing asked in a whisper in Ding Xiu's ear.
"Sand people, the enemy of our border guards."
Ding Xiu stared at these guys coldly, he wasn't sure if there were any faces he had seen before, because most of the time they fought from a distance.
"It's the people of the border guards."
"Another one, interesting."
The sand people recognized Ding Xiu's military uniform, and their eyes showed banter.
As soon as Ding Xiu put Chen Jianing down from his back, a guy with fangs tattooed on his cheek stepped forward and kicked him in the stomach.
The foot he kicked over was hugged by Ding Xiu, and before he could break free, he was crushed under him by Ding Xiu.
Seeing Ding Xiu fight back, the people around him rushed up, and more than a dozen guns were pointed at him and Chen Jianing's heads.
Ding Xiu was worried that they would hurt Chen Jianing, so he had to let go of the sand man on the ground. As soon as he let go, he ate the butt of a gun from the man next to him, and the man flipped to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Ding Xiu!" Chen Jianing rushed over and wanted to help him, but her body was already detained, and she struggled, but her strength was too small, so she could only watch her companions being beaten.
"Let her go, I'm your opponent!" Ding Xiu roared, in the blink of an eye, he had already taken a few hits, and his cheeks were swollen.
Someone came over to tie him up with Chen Jianing, and one of the guys asked another strong man, "Pop, do you want to feed 'Pu Taylor' with their blood?" ”
The strong man looked like the leader of these sand people, and he sneered and shook his head: "Feed the blood of 'Putailer' enough, let's have something interesting this time." ”
"Bring them over." Pope waved his hand, and his men immediately did as he was told.
The sand people escorted the two of them to the other side of the small building, and a guy walking behind stepped on Ding Xiu's military uniform jacket that was stripped off in the fight just now, and then picked it up and set it on fire and threw it on a scrapped car on the side of the road.
For more than ten years, the sandmen have been blocked in the desert by the border guards and live the most difficult life, so they hate this military uniform.
The camp of the sandmen is small, probably in the early 100s. These are not all there is to the Sandmen, as the Sandmen are just a catch-all term for the desert mobs.
All the people who wander in the desert are sand people, and they live together in small tribes in the desert. The combat effectiveness of the sand people of each tribe is strong or weak, which is related to their personnel and the resources at their disposal.
Ding Xiu really didn't expect to meet the sand people in this ruined city, these people are all undying opponents, and for more than ten years, both sides have a lot of blood debts on their hands.
Today's things can't be good, Ding Xiu doesn't care about his life and death, he only worries about Chen Jianing.
The sand people have a habit of torture and killing, and many civilians have tasted their methods in addition to the border guards. Ding Xiu's hatred for them is engraved in his bones, if Chen Jianing is not by his side, he will definitely fight with his life to replace a few enemies.
There were many vehicles parked in the open space in the middle of the small building, and these cars were different from what Ding Xiu had seen on the side of the road before.
The vehicles in the open space have been eroded by the wind and sand, but they can at least move. Nearby people were sitting on the ground wiping their weapons, and others were baking food.
The aroma of the barbecue came from there, and there was a large pool of offal on the ground, Ding Xiu didn't know what kind of biological meat was on the grill, and he didn't have any appetite now.
The two were taken to a truck by Pope's men, and the sand people pinned them to the ground, and then they both looked at Pope.
The gloomy smile on Pop's face was a little creepy, and he walked over to the bed of the truck and pulled open a small window embedded in it, which contained a wheel decorated with skeletons.
Some of the people who were still busy just now stopped what they were doing at the moment and focused their eyes on Pop.
Everyone fell silent.
Pop flicked the wheel with his hand, and when it stopped, the skull-shaped pointer on it pointed to the pattern of a pistol.
"Counter fire!"
Pop loudly announced the results of the wheel, and the surrounding sandfolk erupted in a frenzied cheer.