The corpses came slowly, but they went very quickly, and there was almost no trace of zombies in the direction of the main road for more than an hour. Yesterday, the corpses surrounded the base, making everyone nervous, but today they retreated inexplicably, and many people showed joyful expressions after a false alarm.

However, Zhang Zhao looked worried, sitting on the stone pier next to him, smoking a cigarette. He still insisted on his conjecture in his heart, this sudden group of corpses was definitely not so simple.

The corpses dispersed, and the news spread throughout the Yushan base, and the personnel in charge of logistics also carried the cooked breakfast to the gate. The addition of the Lei brothers brought a lot of materials, and in addition to white rice porridge for breakfast today, a lot of steamed buns were steamed. Most of the women in the base live in the city, not to mention steamed buns, and maybe even basic housework may not be smooth. A woman like Li Yan, although she was not born well, after all, she has been staying in the city, and her family conditions are not bad.

Everyone happily served white porridge and side dishes, and Qianqian distributed the steamed buns in the basket to everyone. After someone asked, they knew that these white steamed buns were all from He Miaomiao's hand. This made Zhang Zhao impressed with her, he still knew a little about this woman's experience and identity background. The life he lived in the past, although it was not luxurious, was a waste of money for ordinary people. I didn't expect that there is such a real craft, is this still the queen of the night club who spent 300,000 yuan on her birthday?

Li Yan has a big belly and is unable to move, and Zhang Zhao strictly ordered her not to go out of the villa to wander around, so she hasn't gone out for a while. Li Zhizhi quietly handed a thermos cup to Zhang Zhao and said lightly: "It's for you." ”

Zhang Zhao put down the porcelain bowl in his hand, opened the thermos cup, and there was a rich aroma of meat in his nose, and suddenly his heart warmed. During Li Yan's pregnancy, she needed to nourish her body, and after the Lei brothers understood the situation, they generously brought the old hens to the yard where Zhang Zhao lived. After all, this kind of thing is a rare commodity now, and if you eat one, you will have one less, and I originally planned to keep it for laying eggs, but in the past few months, I have hardly eaten anything nutritious. With the help of Lao Wang, he killed one and cut some chicken to make soup every day.

The chicken broth is simple, with no ingredients like goji berries and just a pinch of salt. In addition to half a cup of soup, there are two small pieces of chicken in it. Zhang Zhao licked his lips, looked at the chicken soup with a layer of oil floating in the cup, and slid his Adam's apple.

"You take it back, this meat, you have to be addicted to it once you eat it, haha." Zhang Zhao screwed the lid of the cup and handed it to Li Zhizhi, picked up the porcelain bowl from the beginning, and pulled the white porridge with a hula.

Li Yan gave Zhang Zhao a portion of her chicken soup and chicken, although it was not much, but it was already quite a heart. As a result, Zhang Zhao felt sorry for Li Yan again, and asked Li Zhizhi to bring the chicken soup back to Li Yan, which was nothing in his own eyes, but in Li Zhizhi's eyes, it was like a dog abuse to show affection.

Since Zhang Zhao said to take it back, Li Zhizhi had no reason to say anything, so he silently took the cup and put it in the empty basket, and returned to the round villa with the other personnel of the logistics department who delivered breakfast.

As soon as Li Zhizhi left, Guo Rong, who had been observing for a long time, came up and said with a smile: "What's the matter, you're deflated again?" ”

"Nonsense, what am I eating?" Zhang Zhao took a bite of steamed bread and said.

"I said that this Li Zhizhi is also strange, sometimes good and sometimes bad, sometimes enthusiastic as fire, sometimes cold as snow, hehe, if you want me to say that she doesn't mean anything, how can she be willing to live with you as a light bulb." Guo Rongdao.

"She's not the only one who lives with me, brother, I beg you, don't mention this stubble in the future, or I'll let her live with you?" Thinking of this, Zhang Zhao had a headache and raised his hand to beg for mercy.

"Pull it down, I can't bear it, and besides, if you drive people away, can you open your mouth?" Guo Rong made a few big and small sounds, patted his ass and left.

In the apocalyptic world, no one can say when death will come. It is not uncommon for men and women to have a little affection and then get together. There will always be people who will choose to enjoy themselves before the arrival of the unknown tomorrow and do what they want to do most in this life. Just like Lu Yang, a student who experienced the fear of death gradually changed on this escape road.

After Qianqian handed him the white rice porridge, she took him an extra steamed bun, which he held in his hand, and for a while he forgot that he was already hungry and dizzy. Qianqian is quite beautiful, with clear eyebrows, and in the past few months, her figure has become more and more thinner. She is five or six years older than Lu Yang, but because she entered the society early, she has a maturity that her peers should not have. I thought she was a cheerful and grinning girl, but after a period of contact, I found that she also had a quiet side. Because she has not put on makeup for a long time, and her nutrition has not kept up, her face is not as bloody as when she first met, and she looks very weak. With long hair fluttering, Sven appearance, and just the right thin figure, it is exactly the appearance of Lu Yang's fantasy dream lover at this age.

Especially when Qianqian found that Lu Yang was peeking at her, turned around and smiled, and said, "Is it not enough to eat, I still have it", he felt that his soul was about to be emptied. After all, for an innocent boy, that fantasy of the opposite sex will be infinitely magnified at a certain point.

Lu Yang looked at Qianqian, who was gradually disappearing, his heart was beating rapidly, and he blushed unconsciously. After all, Song Muyuan was a few years older and had experience in love, so he took the cigarette he took from Guo Rong, sat down next to Lu Yang, and said casually: "What, do you like someone?" If you like it, go after it, look at Brother Zhang and Brother Guo, which one is not three wives and four concubines. ”

Lu Yang's face turned even redder when he was broken, and he hurriedly quibbled: "What, how can there be." ”

"Little brother, my brother is also from here, since she turned around, you have been staring at other people's butts, if you either like it, or you are in estrus, choose one of the two, which one do you choose?" Song Muyuan had an experienced tone.

Song Muyuan's words were a little tricky, Lu Yang didn't know how to answer for a while, he finished the porridge with a few hula, stuffed the steamed buns into the pocket of his clothes, and said, "I'm standing guard." Then he climbed up the humble stairs to the lookout.

By noon, some of the people returned to the accommodation area, and the people guarding the gate of Yushan still kept six. The rest of the people formed their own teams to patrol the perimeter of the Yushan base in case anything went wrong.

In the next two days, the Yushan base was safe, and there was no trace of zombies. The whole environment has reverted to the same as usual, with snow falling from time to time, and the white color of the flowers all over the mountains has not diminished at all. Standing on the lookout platform at the gate of Yushan, facing the cold wind and lonely environment, I can really understand what it means to 'fly away from thousands of mountains and birds, and disappear from thousands of paths'.

Qiao Bin turned out to be the earliest group of members of the Xiangcheng base, and his family members were all in the early stage of the zombie virus outbreak, so they were unfortunately killed. When he was at the Palm Cove Resort, he was dissatisfied with the change of the base, and Li Zijing has always been someone he respects and admires very much, so when they left, he only took a backpack and jumped into the car without hesitation.

Lu Yang has been on duty for several nights in a row, and his body is a little unbearable, Qiao Bin volunteered to replace him, tonight is the first day of his shift.

Before the apocalypse, Qiao Bin was the owner of a breakfast shop, and at the age of thirty-two, he had been in this business for ten years. He usually has to get up at two o'clock in the morning to prepare ingredients, so staying up late is nothing for him. When others are drowsy, he is very awake, sitting alone on a stool, and can think about many things.

There was no snow or wind tonight, which he should be thankful for. Otherwise, in such a harsh environment, it will definitely not be comfortable to stay overnight. There was another person on the lookout with him, Langchen, this guy was wrapped in a thick coat, with his metal box under his head, lying motionless on the ground. If it weren't for the regular ups and downs of his body caused by his breathing, he would not be able to compare even with the dead by his sleep.

Qiao Bin and Lang Chen are not familiar with each other, and he hasn't said a word tonight, but he knows very well that this guy in front of him is not an ordinary person. Because of this, when Langchen didn't say hello and lay down to sleep, Qiao Bin didn't have any complaints. On the contrary, I admire Langchen's mentality very much, in any situation, in any environment, as long as you want to sleep, you can sleep, this state of mind is not what ordinary people should have.

Qiao Bin didn't smoke, but pulled a piece of hay from the wall and put it in his mouth. His cooking hands, at this time, held an MP9 submachine gun, which is said to be an upgraded version of the classic submachine gun, with a higher rate of fire and ammunition capacity. He also practiced shooting a few times, but the results were not satisfactory, and he was finally assigned to this submachine gun. In Xu Haihai's words, it is just to shoot at the target without thinking.

The lookout guard is the eye of the Yushan base, and if he hadn't stood guard at night, he wouldn't have had the opportunity to use these things that he only saw on TV in his life. Captain Tang's night vision goggles can distinguish the environment in the dark, although it is difficult to get used to it for a while, but outside the main gate of the Yushan base, as long as there is a living thing moving, it can be quickly distinguished.

Although zombies are dead things, they still have a faint thermal ability in their bodies, and although they are small, they are not difficult to see. Every ten minutes or so, Qiao Bin would use a night vision telescope to scan back and forth.

There was no wind tonight, and by three o'clock I could still feel the cold. He was dressed in a cotton suit and wrapped in an overcoat. The rest of the place is warm, but the hands are bare, and the cold is a little numb. He didn't dare to let go of the gun, put his hand in his pocket, and could only take a few hot breaths from time to time.

Hold on for a few more hours before dawn, when you can eat something hot and drink a steaming bowl of vegetable soup. Thinking of this, Qiao Bin straightened his waist, and he must have stood up at night on the first night.

After repeated observations, from the main road to the small road, and then to the slope of the Yushan base, there was not even a small change. Qiao Bin put down his hanging heart at this time, it seems that he is safe tonight, and nothing has gone wrong. He is not afraid of death, and after his relatives were killed in front of his eyes one by one, he already has a new view of death. But he hopes to be alive even more, and only by staying alive can he have more opportunities to enjoy the sunshine.

Lang Chen, who was lying on the narrow floor of the lookout, suddenly sat up suddenly, and Qiao Bin, who was frightened, almost shouted. Qiao Bin held the submachine gun at a loss, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"There's something down there." Lang Chen's state was a little dazed, his voice was small, but firm and powerful.

"Something? It's not ......" It is impossible that before he finished speaking, he immediately stopped talking, he almost forgot that Langchen is not an ordinary person.

Although he was extremely careful every time he made observations, he still held the telescope with some trepidation, and looked carefully three times from the main road to the slope of the Yushan base, but there was still no movement.

Just as he turned around and saw Lang Chen getting up, a low cooing sound came from the wall behind him, perhaps at the root of the wall. Before he could react, he saw that Langchen's face changed, and he reached out to grab his collar, but he was still a step too late. A white figure jumped up and pushed Qiao Bin off the lookout.

(End of chapter)