ACT5: Greetings from the living corpses

The two rushed out of the store almost at the same time, Song Jiu was still squinting and scrutinizing, and the small-caliber shotgun in Luo Yu's hand had already lit up.

A rusty truck was dragging long ruts on the ground, the front of the truck looking crumbling slightly, the pungent exhaust 'abruptly' rolling, and the smell of burning in the air.

Jiao Ziqian jumped down from the driver's seat, looking very embarrassed, dragging the middle-aged man and Song Jiu to meet each other. The middle-aged man was like crazy, howling non-stop, one arm had disappeared, and the wound was wrapped in blood-soaked clothes; A young man who went with him was lying on his stomach in the co-pilot, his head hit through the windshield, and the whole thing was dripping with blood and miserable. The young men who were on guard and resting in the store also rushed out, and more than a dozen people stood at the intersection, not bothering to ask what was going on, and their eyes drifted towards the truck.

In the dense fog on the other side of the intersection, a figure was slowly approaching, and the silver sprinkled by the bright moon gilded these uninvited guests with a layer of mystery.

Song Jiu's face was pale, and the ominous premonition in his heart was finally confirmed, he didn't ask more, the strong smell of blood on Jiao Ziqian's body had already explained everything.

"Nine, let's withdraw." Luo Yu reloaded his ammunition and looked at the figure walking in the thick fog, and a chill faintly filled his heart.

Song Jiu shook his head slightly, looked at Jiao Ziqian, who was panting on the side, and asked, "Are you dead?" ”

Jiao Ziqian gritted his teeth, not knowing how to answer, he knew that Song Jiu was asking another teammate who was going with him.

"Dead?" Song Jiu's volume increased a little, and his anger was already transmitted through his voice.

"I don't know." Jiao Ziqian hung his head in annoyance, clenched his fists, the slender steel knife in his hand was covered with blood, and he didn't know whose it was.

"." Song Jiu scolded secretly, probably guessed a few points, the figure in the fog was getting closer, looking at the outline, there were only a lot more: "Luo Yu, you take Mengfan and them to withdraw first and go to the riverbank." ”

"Let's go." Luo Yu's tone could not be refused, the fingers holding the trigger trembled a little, and he said, "Ziqian, go and call Mengfan them." ”

"It's over... Finished... The middle-aged man didn't know whether it was because of the severe pain or fright, the whole person sat on the ground, and the only remaining arm waved wildly, even if Jiao Ziqian pulled it, he was unmoved.

"Living corpse..."Song Jiu's pupils contracted, and he strode towards the crowd walking in the fog with a steel knife, and said hatefully: "Can you die if you stab it with a knife?" ”

The urgency on Luo Yu's face was beyond words, and he knew that he couldn't persuade Song Jiu, so he had to follow with a gun, and didn't forget to turn around and tell Jiao Ziqian: "Don't grind, go quickly." ”

The girls on the second floor were a little less alert, and they had just run out of the store at this time, and when they saw the tragic image of the middle-aged man, their stomachs couldn't help but roll.

"What's wrong? Are you okay? Xin Mengfan broke out in a cold sweat, and had no time to care about the murderous Song Jiu and the others, so he circled around Jiao Ziqian twice first.

"Damn, I didn't pay attention, I was sneak attacked." Jiao Ziqian and another young man helped carry the materials brought out by the girls onto the car body, beckoned the girls to get into the car one by one, and saw that Xin Mengfan was still going to ask, so he hurriedly interrupted her: "You can drive, right?" Take the old boy to the riverbank, I can't go. ”

"You're all like this, what's the use of staying?" Xin Mengfan pointed to the injuries on his body and said hurriedly: "Persuade Brother Jiu, what are these people?" A living corpse? ”

"Well, you can't be wrong." Jiao Ziqian scolded: "I was careless, I thought it was an ambush from the railway guerrillas,, it's exactly the same as a living person." ”

……

"Give me the gun." Song Jiu stopped, looked at the crowd walking out of the dense fog, snatched the shotgun in Luo Yu's hand with his hand, and raised his hand to see a cloud of sparks.

Song Jiu did not receive systematic shooting training, but this did not prevent the people from coming side by side, and the small caliber with poor accuracy hit one, splashing a cloud of blood mist. However, the man leaned back, paused for a moment, and then continued to step forward.

"It's not running, it's a living corpse." Song Jiu gritted his teeth, returned the gun to Luo Yu, picked up his double knives and roared: "Chop them!" Before the words fell, the young men were already screaming and rushing over. They had heard rumors about living corpses along the way, and although they were apprehensive, they were still not afraid. Jiao Ziqian couldn't get rid of them when he drove, and it was definitely no fun for his group to transfer, and besides, they lost two companions, and it was not their habit to hold back their voices.

The moon silently hid in the clouds, and the fog receded, revealing the black crowd behind the uninvited guest.

Song Jiu and the others, who were rushing away, braked sharply halfway, looked at the group of corpses in amazement, and stopped in their tracks.

"What the hell is this..."Luo Yu was also stupid, his attention was always on the strange people in the front row, he didn't think that they were also coming with a 'team'.

There is a huge disparity in the number of the two sides, and the winner is decided.

"Ninth brother..."Jiao Ziqian was late, staring at the corpses and falling into petrification, his lips spurted for a long time, but he didn't hold back a complete sentence.

There were more corpses in Wuyang than there was in the train station, and the few people in the front row and the corpses were more than ten meters away, and they stopped in front of Song Jiu and a few people.

The steel knife in Song Jiu's hand tightened and tightened, and he couldn't cut it down after all. It's not just because of the unfamiliar faces on the other side, but mainly because they are holding a person...... The partner who walked with Jiao Ziqian.

Luo Yu, who has always been calm, also numb, completely lost his judgment of this situation. They had never come into direct contact with the 'living corpses' that the survivors had spoken of, and for the first time they had gone head-to-head, things had gone completely differently than expected. The companion did not appear to be dead, his young face was stained with blood, his head was drooping, and he was held hostage by two large men who were no different from the living, and dragged all the way here.

Neither side moved, and no one broke the silence, as the corpses from behind rushed in, hoarse roars rolling like waves, tearing through the silence of the streets.

"You-"

"Your people." The stout man holding his companion shook his arm and pushed the half-dead young man over, interrupting Song Jiu's questioning.

Jiao Ziqian hurriedly supported the young man, probed his nose, and showed a hint of discoloration on his face: "Brother Jiu... It's still alive. ”

"You just shot me?" A slightly shorter man pointed at Song Jiu, and then pointed to the location of his fleshy belly, and a trace of an inexplicable smile appeared on his pale face: "Forgive you this time, there is no next time." ”

"And you." The man pointed at Jiao Ziqian again, and said in a dumb voice: "It's ruthless enough, but your brain is not enough." ”

Jiao Ziqian's face was a little distorted, and he gritted his teeth and did not speak.

"Your friend's arm can't be recovered, so he gave a tooth sacrifice to the walking corpse." The man pointed to the dark clouds behind him, and said, "Run, if you don't run, it'll be too late." ”

After saying this, several strange men turned around and walked towards the group of walking corpses, like unruly passengers, squeezing through the group of corpses of Wuyang and Wuyang, and disappeared into the tide of corpses, leaving a group of young people who were stunned in place.

“……”

"Let's go... Let's go? Jiao Ziqian carried his unconscious companion on his back and stammered a sentence.

"Run!" Song Jiu came back to his senses suddenly, the rancid smell of the corpses came to his face, and he really couldn't run if he didn't run anymore! The young men woke up from a dream, their dizzy heads on their shoulders, and returned to the truck with a roar.

Before the truck left, seeing that his companion had returned safely, he hurriedly opened the body and picked everyone up. Xin Mengfan, who was sitting in the cab, saw that everyone got into the car, so he hurriedly started the car, 'snorted' for a while, and jumped out before the group of walking corpses climbed into the car.

"What the is going on? Am I dreaming? Jiao Ziqian slapped his face vigorously, looking at the corpses getting farther and farther away in the night, but he still couldn't react.

"It's not a dream." Song Jiu took the towel handed by the girl, wiped the blood on his face for the young man's son lying in the car, and said softly, "Xiao Hei is dead." "Xiao Hei is the one who died in the cab, his young face was torn open by the broken car glass, and the carotid artery was still bleeding.

"Nine, Ah Hai is not a big problem." After Luo Yu dealt with the young man who had fortunately returned, he looked at the middle-aged man who had passed out, and sighed: "I'm afraid he won't be able to." “

"Wake up, don't die until you reach the riverbank." Song Jiu leaned on the car and sat down, took out half a cigarette from his pocket, lit it with a match, and took a deep breath, trying to calm his mind.

The night wind ruffled his hair and plunged him into chaos. What happened just now was really weird, if it weren't for Xiao Hei's cold corpse still in the carriage, I was afraid that Song Jiu would also have untrue thoughts. Jiao Ziqian, who fled back in embarrassment, the living corpses that returned his companions, and the group of walking corpses that followed the living corpses...... And they fled unscathed, what happened in just over ten minutes seemed to last for a long time.

The truck was out of the danger range, the speed slowly stabilized, and the frightened people were huddled in the car body silently, not sleepy, their eyes focused on Song Jiu and Jiao Ziqian, hoping to get an answer.

"Ziqian, tell me what's going on." Song Jiu threw out the cigarette butt and beckoned Jiao Ziqian over: "From beginning to end, in detail, it took less than half an hour before and after, how did it happen like this?" ”

Jiao Ziqian sighed heavily, although he was embarrassed, the injury was not serious, and the injury was caused by his own driving. Lowered his head and thought about the previous things, and slowly spoke: "The old boy took us to the wild forest at the exit of the train station, and the car was parked in the forest. ”

"I figured there should be no problem, so I escorted the guy to the car, he said that the changed gasoline was filled into the tank, I checked it, it was full." Jiao Ziqian paused, adjusted his mood, and continued: "The car is a little old, but it can be driven, I saw that there was nothing around, so I beckoned them to get in the car and prepare to leave, and... And then all of a sudden, a couple of people came out......"