Goose feathers of snow fluttered to the ground, piling up layer after layer on the ground, covering the dirty streets, covering the dusty cars, covering the entire ruined city.

On this snowy day, a thin figure suddenly ran through the silent street, it was a teenage skinny little boy, the little boy held a cloth bag in his arms and kept looking back as he ran.

"Bang" a gunshot, the little boy fell forward, the cloth bag in his hand also threw forward, the little boy tried hard to stand up, tried several times but failed to stand up, the little boy tried hard to crawl towards the cloth bag, as the little boy crawled forward, the snow-white ground left a long red blood stain. Seeing that the little boy was about to grab the cloth bag in his hand, a big foot wearing black boots stepped heavily on the child's hand and crushed it on the ground, and the little boy suddenly let out a heart-rending cry.

"Little bunny, let you run again!" There was a vicious scolding from the black boots.

The little boy looked up with difficulty, and in front of him were four fierce young men, the men who stepped on his hands had bandages on their faces and a pistol in their hands.

"You dare to steal the things of our Predator Brotherhood, it seems that you don't want to live anymore."

"I found it first, I'm going to go back and tell the sheriff." The little boy still wouldn't give up.

"Wu Ming, what are you talking to a little cub, didn't I kill him with food and meat?" As he spoke, the other man slashed at the little boy with a machete in his hand.

The little boy closed his eyes in fright, but he didn't wait for the machete to fall.

The man's knife fell halfway but couldn't fall anyway, as if an inexplicable force was pulling his machete. The man looked at the body of the knife, and saw that a thin white silk thread was wrapped around the blade of the machete in the shadow of the flying snowflakes, so that his knife could not cut it no matter how hard he could. Looking in the direction of the silk thread, the man was suddenly startled, seven people wearing gray hooded cloaks suddenly appeared 20 meters away, the cloaks covered the faces of several people, and the other end of the silk thread was held in the hands of one of them, and no one noticed how these people suddenly appeared.

"Where did you come from, pretending to be a ghost here." The man with the knife cursed at the person opposite.

"Don't even let go of a child, this kind of person can't stay." Before the words fell, a white wind blade slashed at the man holding the knife in the wind and snow, and the man was stunned for a moment, and his body split into two halves from the middle.

"It's an evolutionary, run." Seeing his companion suddenly being cut open in front of his eyes, several people turned around in fright and ran, and the man with the gun shot backwards as he ran.

"Keep the man with the gun."

"Let me come." As he spoke, a flying knife came out of his hand, and the flying knife pierced the man's left leg through layers of wind and snow.

The man staggered forward and fell, and the gun in his hand fell out. The man struggled to his feet and reached for the gun. With a thud, the man was kicked down again from behind, and then a wolf-brown suede boot stepped on the man's hand and rolled the ground. The same scene had only been played out once a few minutes earlier.

"Our Iron Brothers won't let you go!" The man is still viciously threatening.

"Perhaps, but unfortunately you can't see it." A flash of sword flashed, and the man's head rolled forward wrapped in snow.

The little boy lying on the ground once again clutched the cloth bag in his arms, and trembled as he looked at the seven people in the cloak in front of him, and the vicious Brotherhood of Iron Blood had been slaughtered two in the blink of an eye.

"Little brother, don't be afraid, get up." One of them crouched down, and under the cloak was a smiling melon seed face.

"Come, let my sister see your injuries."

The little boy looked in amazement at the ruddy young girl in front of him, a healthy flush that he had never seen since the end of the world. Suddenly, a warm current came from his legs, making his whole body warm, and gradually the blood on his legs stopped flowing.

……

The little boy Gao Yiming took Luo Zhigang and others to quickly shuttle between the dilapidated buildings, the little boy felt as if he was still immersed in a dream, and couldn't help pinching his thigh again, the thigh that had just been shot now didn't hurt at all.

Bypassing a half-collapsed low wall, pushing away a huge iron plate at the foot of the wall, a downward passage was exposed, and the little boy jumped in first, and after Luo Zhigang and others entered, he turned around and pushed the iron plate back into place.

The passage suddenly fell into darkness, Yan Jie twisted his two fingers lightly, and a small fireball jumped in the palm of his hand, illuminating this short passage.

"Who?" A hoarse voice in the darkness suddenly asked.

"I, Yiming."

"Why did you come back? We thought you were dead outside? Two men with homemade shotguns spun around the corner of the passage.

"Who's behind you?" Both men raised their guns at the same time, their voices full of nervousness.

"They're not bad guys, they want to see Sheriff Qi."

"You tell them not to come in yet, and I'll go and inform the sheriff." One of the men turned and ran inside, the other, still nervously holding a gun.

After a while, dozens of men armed with knives, guns, and torches walked out surrounded by a man in his forties, the man was of medium stature, bald head, wearing a shabby police uniform, and the most striking thing was the two obvious burn scars on his face, this person should be Sheriff Qi as Gao Yiming and others said.

Without waiting for the man to speak, Gao Yiming ran over and quickly explained the cause and effect of the matter.

"It turns out that a few benefactors in our camp not only saved Yiming but also kept food for us, Qi Hao thanked him here." The man thanked him.

"Sheriff Qi was polite, just doing it casually. I didn't expect that there were still people living in the radiation area, so I was curious to come and take a look. Luo Zhigang said.

"Thank you for your kindness, please do a few inside." Qi Hao turned around and made way of the passage.

Walking through a long passage, an empty hall appeared in front of everyone, with small compartments surrounded by wooden planks on three sides, and four burning braziers in the middle, providing a faint light and warmth to this underground space.

Qi Hao asked people to light another brazier, spread a few mats around the brazier, and the seven people sat down with Qi Hao around the brazier.

"I was supposed to treat you well, but I didn't have any food to come up with." Qi Hao said embarrassedly.

"Understand, it's not easy to survive in this world." Luo Zhigang comforted.

"By the way, I still have some wine here. Hey, the nuclear explosion burned not only my face, but also my brain. Qi Hao said with a sigh.

Gao Yiming took two bottles of wine after a while, and also held a few glasses. Qi Hao poured wine for everyone one by one, "Drink some wine to warm up, but there is no appetizer." ”

"We have the appetizers." As soon as Luo Zhi looked, Yan Jie took out a large bag of dried meat from his backpack.

Qi Hao was suddenly overjoyed, and hurriedly raised his glass, "Come, let's drink." ”

The human relationship between the Chinese is vividly reflected on the wine table, as long as there is a wine glass, the relationship seems to be unconsciously close. Qi Hao called Liu Fei and Wu Haiyang, the two small leaders of the camp, to enter the bureau and introduced them to everyone one by one, and Luo Zhigang also introduced Chi Hua and others one by one.

"Sergeant Qi, why are there still so many people living in the radiation zone?" Chi Hua asked a question that everyone had been wondering about.

Qi Hao is worthy of being a policeman, and he can't hold back his words as soon as he holds a wine glass, "Most of the young, strong, and courageous ones are gone, and most of the people who stay here are old, weak, sick and disabled, and they haven't eaten or drunk when they go out, so it's better to stay here and wait for death." There are also some people who go out and come back, and they don't accept us anywhere outside. Qi Hao said and ripped open Liu Fei's shirt next to him, and the man's body was an open ulcer that was almost in patches.

"Look like it, like a person is rotting a little bit, and my face, my hair, it's all caused by the nuclear explosion, no camp will accept us, no!" Qi Hao suddenly burst into tears, and the two men next to him also began to cry.

It is often said that men bleed without tears, but it is really because they have not reached the sad place! Seeing the few big men in front of him crying, Qin Yurou, Xie Xiaodan, and Li Xiaofei also shed tears.

After a while, Qi Hao stopped crying, "Let you see and laugh." ”

"Come, drink!" Luo Zhigang and Chi Hua picked up their wine glasses together. As men, they know that it is not a man who can resist all the burdens, and it is good to cry when they really can't resist.

"Brother Qi, how many people still live in the radiation zone?" Chi Hua unconsciously changed his name.

"I don't know the specifics, but there are more than a dozen underground camps like ours in the southern district, a dozen small ones, three or five hundred large ones, and a total of more than 4,000 people, and there may be more than 10,000 survivors in the entire urban area."

"What about the specific conditions of the individual camps? Do you have a government or military background? Chi Hua suddenly remembered Lu Xinmin and Chen Biao.

"I haven't heard of the government's background. There are seven or eight larger camps, and I count one here, gathering more than 300 people, and it turned out that this was the No. 3 warehouse of a company, so it was called the No. 3 warehouse camp. Five kilometers further south, in the basement of the office building of a large state-owned enterprise, there are said to be more than 500 white-collar workers from nearby companies. Three kilometers to the northwest, in the basement of a pharmaceutical factory, four or five hundred people had gathered, and every larger camp had evolutionaries. "Maybe it's a professional habit, Qi Hao, as a police officer, really knows the situation in the neighborhood well.

"And which camp are the people we met this morning?" Chi Hua continued to ask.

"Those bastards, when they commit a crime in my hands, they must be torn apart!" Qi Hao started to scold before he could say anything, "There are not many people in the Iron Blood Brotherhood you met in the morning, only seventy or eighty people, and the two people in the lead are evolutionaries, one is called 'Gibbon' Wu Gang, and the other is called 'Roaring Sky Dog' Zheng Xiong, who used to be the ruffians and hooligans in this area, gathered a group of people to do nonsense, and after the nuclear explosion, they are even more lawless, robbing food and women, I heard that they have begun to eat human flesh now." ”

"Wu Gang" and "Zheng Xiong", Chi Hua secretly remembered the two names in his heart.