With the faint light of the mobile phone, Wang Zhiyuan gently unscrewed the water bottle and took a sip of water to moisten his chapped lips. Looking at the small amount of battery on his mobile phone, he carefully pushed the turret hatch cover into a small slit, and stretched out the mobile phone and there was no signal at all.

I thought to myself: "It seems that the matter is serious, there has been no news for four days, no matter what, I have to go out to get some food and drink, and throw out a few bags of garbage." Lao Zhou doesn't know what's going on? ”

Wang Zhiyuan took another sip of water, twisted his stiff neck, slowly pushed open the hatch, and threw two cans out of the dim workshop door. The thick dust on the hatch covered flowed into the cabin, pouring Wang Zhiyuan with a gray face, covering his mouth and coughing a few times.

The whole workshop reverberated with the sound of metal collision. Quickly closed it and hid in front of the captain's observation window and stared at it for a few minutes, but the floor did not move at all except for a little dust.

Determined to push open the hatch, pinched his nose, put a few bags of garbage on the turret, and got out with a tight body. Climb down from the tank, gently place the garbage in the scrap pile not far away, and walk to the edge of the tool table on tiptoe.

Carefully took out all the tools in the canvas toolkit and took a hammer with a yellow plastic handle and put it in the toolkit. I found a red hard hat to put on my head, and the headlight could still be on after twisting it. Pulling out a hollow steel pipe more than a meter long from a pile of scraps, holding it in his hand, he quietly walked out of the tank workshop.

The sandstorm outside seemed to have stopped, and a few days ago, the sky suddenly burst into a strong flash. Countless fireballs rushed down from the air, and Wang Zhiyuan threw away half of the cigarette in his hand and hid in the tank.

When the hatch was closed, the ground shook in the darkness, and the roof was littered with dust and debris that filled the workshop. Two days ago, I saw a staff member at the door of the workshop being pounced on by a big cockroach, and it was not clear that the wind and sand were too big behind it, and then people did not know where to run.

Looking up at the dim sun, Wang Zhiyuan looked at his mobile phone at four o'clock in the afternoon, and the surroundings were almost as dark as dusk. The big star supermarket in the factory area closed the dilapidated roller shutter, Wang Zhiyuan lifted it with his hand a few times, felt that it was not good, thought about it and turned into the alley next to it.

Here he used to come here when he helped Boss Huang move goods, and the rusty garbage bins on the side of the alley were poured to the side several times. The garbage inside was scattered all over the ground, as if someone had taken out the garbage bin to find something.

Covering his nose and walking through the alley, a patent leather mottled iron door is locked with a rusty iron chain. It seems that there are really few people in the factory recently, except for Wang Zhiyuan, who works overtime to make props and tanks before the start of the new film, there is no one.

Wang Zhiyuan took out a dust mask and goggles from the vest he was wearing, put them on, inserted the steel pipe into the iron chain and pinned it a few times, and the rusted iron chain was pried open to the side. Turn on the headlamp and use the steel pipe to open the rattling iron door, go in sideways, and gently close the iron door.

There are various brand boxes on the shelves on both sides, and through several rows of shelves, Wang Zhiyuan pressed the switch on the wall, and there was no response at all, and it was indeed a power outage.

Walking to the outer hall of the supermarket, there was a thick layer of dust on the shelves, Wang Zhiyuan went to the counter to get a few lighters, and a few packs of cigarettes stuffed in the vest. He took out a flashlight from the counter and took out a few Nanfu batteries that were connected together. After a while, the work vest he was wearing was stuffed to the brim. Hurriedly stuffed all kinds of biscuits on the shelves, stuffed a canvas bag, and walked to the back door with a box of mineral water.

The halo shone into the corner and suddenly saw a small flatbed, and immediately began to move a few boxes of drinks and biscuits to the flatbed, and fished out a set of quilts and a roll of paper. The steel pipe was put on the box, and the car was pulled to open the iron door with its back, and slowly retreated.

Behind him, he faintly heard the sound of cutting plastic, and suddenly his hair stood up, and he grabbed the steel pipe and turned around violently.

A few days ago, the big cockroach I saw at the door of the workshop was gnawing on the garbage scattered all over the place, and after a moment of sluggishness, the big brown cockroach began to wave its antennae. The almost one-meter-long cockroach made Wang Zhiyuan sweat coldly, slowly raised his left hand to screw the headlamp to the brightest, picked up the steel pipe and slashed down at the big cockroach.

The big cockroach's chest was smashed into a large piece, and the steel pipe head was inserted into the cockroach's body with too much force. The big cockroach jumped forward violently, and Wang Zhiyuan grinned backwards in fright, leaning on the push handle of the cart and almost sitting down.

He pulled out the hammer from his bag and slammed it into the head of the cockroach, splashing shards all around.

More than a dozen hammers went down, and the head of the big cockroach was smashed to pieces, Wang Zhiyuan stopped, put on gloves and trembled and wiped the hammer with toilet paper and stuffed it back into his bag.

Pulling out the steel pipe, the cockroach's chest cavity is full of yellow-white filaments. Wang Zhiyuan frowned, this is very different from the cockroaches he had when he went to school.

The big cockroach looked more like some kind of parasitic fungus in its chest, and after looking at the bags of biscuits and cockroach head fragments that he had just brought out of his bag, he decided not to pick them up. He threw the remaining rolls of paper on the dead cockroaches, lit the steel pipes with a lighter, and pushed the cart out of the alley full of garbage.

As soon as he got out of the alley, he saw a few big cockroaches gnawing on something in the distance, Wang Zhiyuan gently pushed the cart to the other side, it seemed that it was impossible to go back to the tank the same way.

Circumventing the small living quarters, there was a clearing with several charred and blackened pits, and around the pits were scattered some yellow-brown crystal fragments.

Wang Zhiyuan poked the steel pipe and found that it was similar to gum or rosin. After walking a few steps, I found that there were many palm-sized footprints on the thick floating soil, which continued densely into the woods in the distance. Wang Zhiyuan felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly pushed the car towards the workshop.

A large carport not far from a small road was smashed into a large hole, and half of the golden tail was exposed around a pile of torn color steel plates. The shape is a bit like an alien flying machine from a science fiction movie.

Wang Zhiyuan felt more and more dangerous, pulled the car with a steel pipe in his hand, and trotted towards the tank workshop. Seeing that he was about to reach the tank workshop after passing through the wreckage of the spaceship, several large reddish-brown bugs suddenly rushed out of the woods in the distance and chased after him.

Although the movement of the insects felt a little unbalanced, Wang Zhiyuan felt that he would catch up if he couldn't escape from the tank workshop while pulling the car. Immediately threw down the cart and steel pipe, hugged a small box of biscuits, and ran away.

Trotting all the way to the workshop, he quickly jumped on the tank and got into the hatch, panting and watching from the observation hole in the direction he came.

I hid for half an hour, drank a few sips of water, and found that those strange insects did not chase after me. Wang Zhiyuan felt that although those strange insects were very large, they were obviously not earth species, more than one meter tall, but no one was running fast, and even walking was a little unstable, probably not adapting to the earth's gravity or other environments. You have to sneak over as soon as possible to get back a little more of the materials on the cart, and when they get used to it, they probably won't be able to come back when they go out.

As a fan of science fiction games and movies, he quickly made up the plot of the protagonists' crisis moments, climbed out of the tank and found a similar steel pipe, and rubbed towards the place where the board was dropped.