It was quite a funny thing to listen to Lukhov's story, and it made the whole plane laugh.

After getting off the plane, before everyone had time to catch their breath, they were called down the hill by the captain Jebour. They were armed with guns and did not dare to let their guard down.

Before he could run down, Jebul suddenly made a gesture and threw himself on the grass. When everyone saw it, they followed suit. They lay on their stomachs, sometimes arching forward, sometimes standing still.

The wind blew dust on a road in the town, and there were transparent broken plastic bags that flew into the air and landed on people's blue glass windows, which were firmly glued to them by the wind.

Jebrour gestured forward, and the group half-crouched down and followed him. As they reached the outer streets of the town, they felt a pungent smell of blood and a ferocious sense of hostility.

In the town, all the houses were in shambles, and in a few places there were ashes burning with embers. Not seeing half a figure at all is not a good sign.

Jebr shrugged his shoulders and looked around, Kunjes following closely behind him. "It's so quiet." Even he wondered.

The people were silent, for Jebble's doubts were the doubts that were in the hearts of all of them.

"Aren't they all gone, Captain?" It was Asaidra who asked this question, who looked sad and had been in this melancholy manner all day.

"Running out?" Jebr glanced back at him, as if he wanted to shoot him. Jebr deliberately raised his voice, then lowered it down and said, "I don't want to clean up the mess, you know?" ”

As the words fell, Jebul followed the street, turning a corner towards another street. The crowd looked at each other and soon followed.

The ruins of a house that had been bombed by missiles were paralyzed in the middle of the street, and if they wanted to move forward, they had to step over the ruins, and when everyone crossed the ruins, more ruins awaited them.

"Look, haven't the air forces bombed it, I really don't understand why they sent us over."

"Not all of them were killed, there were a few survivors."

"Eh, you two, what are you muttering!" Jebr roared back, startling the two men who had just whispered to shut up. Sometimes they don't know that Jebul is their leader, which makes Jebul very embarrassed and guilty.

A disobedient soldier is not a good soldier.

Walking to a massive collapsed wall in front of them, directly ahead, in an open-air ruin, everyone stopped in unison and turned their heads to look at it.

In the ruined living room, a haggard young girl sits against a corner, holding a baby wrapped in cotton cloth in her arms. She cowered, and there was a clear scratch mark on her neck.

She stared blankly at the man in front of her, crushed by the massive wall. The man stretched one hand forward and lay down. It's not that he doesn't dare to look at it, it's that his head has been smashed, his distorted facial features, and the undried blood stains on the ground really make people dare not look at it directly.

"Hey, Miss, do you need help?" Lukhov's eyes lit up, and a malicious smile flowed from his lips. Ignoring Jebrie's orders, he was able to go up and greet the girl.

At the sound of the voice, the girl stiffened and turned her head. She tilted her head, her empty, indifferent eyes glancing desperately at Lukhov's face. Her body was shaking, and she didn't know what the reason was.

Quintes watched the scene, and he tightened the muzzle of his gun.

At this time, Lukhov also sensed that something was wrong with her. He glanced back at Jebr with some regret, as if waiting for his instructions.

When the girl stood up, the men pointed their guns at her.

"Stand there and don't move." Jebror gave a warning. He smacked his lips and said at her with a fierce face.

"Help me, sir." She looked at Lukhov with earnest, pitiful eyes, and handed him the baby she was holding in her arms.

Lukhov was stunned, and he looked back at Jebr again, this time Jebr didn't give him an affirmation, because he was also hesitating.

It was so sudden.

"What?" Lukhov was surprised by her words, and he subconsciously reached out to pick it up, but froze halfway through.

"Help me, save my daughter! Sir, she's not infected, she's not ......," she said excitedly.

Lukhov glanced into the child she was wrapping in: the baby was babbling with wide, watery eyes. Seeing Lukhov's big face, she grinned mischievously.

At this point, Lukhov took it without thinking, although no matter how much Captain Jebr called behind him, it was to no avail.

"I'm going to take you to court-martial, Lukhov. Daryl. Because you don't listen to me! Jebr cursed at Lukhov's back.

"Look, Captain, how cute she is." Lukhov's eyebrows were full of smiles, and he turned around with the child in his arms and gave Jebr a special look.

At this time, Quunjes clearly saw that the girl's whole body twitched involuntarily. She hissed and choked with her mouth open, as if something was stuck in her throat.

While Lukhov was unprepared, she suddenly revealed her true colors. Before everyone could react, she rushed forward, her mouth full of fangs and struck Lukhov in the back.

"Beware!" Quintes screamed, calling everyone's souls back. In this thrilling scene, Quintes decisively pulls the trigger and shoots her.

Everyone reacted and hurriedly opened fire.

Lukhov turned around in a panic and was startled at the sight of the girl screaming from the bullets. The gunshots rumbled, and the baby began to cry.

Screams, gunshots, startles, and the crying of babies mingled.

She was riddled with bullet holes all over her body and shot through her forehead. She threw her head back, and her body involuntarily took a step back before slowly falling.

Everyone looked around, and her face was covered in blood, and she still showed that hideous and terrifying face.

"It's pathetic." Lukhov coaxed the child, not knowing whether he was saying that the girl was pitiful or that the child entrusted to him in front of him was pitiful.

Quintes lowered the muzzle of the gun pointed at her, and when he heard Jebble's voice, he turned his head to look back.

"I'm afraid that kid was also infected." Jebror said suspiciously, looking at the crying baby with an annoyed look on his face.

"She said that the child was not infected!" Lukhov instinctively hid the child in his arms, for fear of being snatched by Jebr.

Jebr didn't mean to snatch the child, he just warned Lukhov. When Lukhov hid the child in, he smiled maliciously, and the beard on his cheeks moved.

"Captain! Look over there! ”

Soldier Fed woke everyone up. They snapped back to their senses and followed the direction of Fiddle's finger.

In the vast expanse of half-burned ruins, countless zombie-infected townsfolk rose from under the rubble, turned their heads to them with a roar, and then staggered away.

"There's still one over there!"

"And over there......"

……

[To be continued]