ACT1: Nightshade

The sky was completely dark, and a few flashlights flashed in the distance, three long and one short.

Song Jiu looked down at the luminous watch, which was exactly the same as the appointed time, turned his head and said hello, and pulled out the slender steel knife sharpened by the hacksaw blade from the top of the corpse at his feet, and strode away in the direction of the flashlight. He was followed by a man and a woman, and the night was shrouded in his face, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

It had just rained two days ago, and the trouser legs of the three of them were wet with water droplets from among the weeds, and the fabric stuck to the skin, which was very uncomfortable. The swift men were silent, and the only sounds in the darkness were the rustling of the blades of grass as they parted, and the slightly heavy snorts.

The dirt path leads to the train station, where there is a flickering fire, and the night wind weaves between the mottled trains, making a 'woo' wail. Five minutes later, the three men sneaking in the dark reached the side of the railroad tracks, crouched down and slipped under a green train, where the person who sent the signal with a flashlight was waiting.

"Brother Jiu, everyone is on the side of platform three, the white harmony, the first six carriages, less than twenty people." It was a young man who spoke, his voice was very low, and he took Song Jiu and the three of them to touch forward from the side of the green train, and flashed into the carriage. Song Jiu and the three of them followed, and the carriage was crowded, and there were more than ten people in the moonlight.

It was a hard-seated car, and there was a smell of blood mixed with it, which was very strong.

Song Jiu turned on the flashlight and looked at the bathroom, there was a man in it, his chest soaked with blood, and he was already lifeless.

"This is probably out to urinate, he should be unlucky, he was bumped into by his brothers." The kid who led the way explained, and continued: "It just saves the time to cut the barbed wire, and you can enter the platform directly from the front of the train; There were patrols, including the one in the toilet, there were five people in total, all on both sides of the platform. ”

Song Jiu extinguished the flashlight, thought for a while, and asked, "Are there many guns?" ”

"Two shots, one for the patrol, and the other one should be in the old boy's hand." The young man who led the way pointed to the carriage in front of him and said: "From here, go directly to the front of the car, open the door and go out, there is barbed wire, and there are no walking corpses inside." Mengfan's message means that as soon as there is movement on our side, she will be able to take down the old thing immediately. ”

"Where's the little girl?"

"I don't know, Mengfan didn't mention it, it shouldn't have been found."

"Come on, let's do it first." Song Jiu nodded, patted the young man's shoulder, and ordered: "Ziqian, you take someone straight to the front of the car to pick up Mengfan, and Luo Yu and I outside will clean up." ”

"That's it." The young man answered, ordered five or six people, and added before leaving: "The water and food are also in the front of the car, are they waiting for you to meet?" ”

"You roll the bag first, take as much as you can, and speed up. There are walking corpses on the other side of the railway, and time cannot be delayed. ”

After the discussion, more than a dozen people quickly poured into the aisle, passed through several sleeper cars, and arrived at the front of the green train. From the cab, you can faintly see the fluorescent glow on the platform, and the Harmony lies quietly prone on the tracks, the white body standing out in the night. Ziqian's team took the first step, removed the debris in the broken cab used to cover the entrance, and quickly and silently drilled out, Song Jiu stood in front of the window, waiting for them to all dive to the bottom of the railway before they started to move.

"Ninety-nine, I'll go to the left." The girl who had come with Song Jiu earlier pointed to the platform on the left and said in a low voice, "I just saw a shadow, I should come down." ”

"Okay, be careful, go straight to the front of the car when you're done, don't wait for me." Song Jiu answered, and took the remaining two young men to the right platform.

This is a county-level city transfer station, the platform is not large, four rails are divided into left and right, the Harmony is in the middle, the orange train on the left blocks the second half of the Harmony carriage, and the two green cars on the right side by side with it, covering the Harmony tightly; There was no lighting on the cement platform, and the light I saw before came from the front of the Harmony, which occupies the dormitory of the gang boss at the train station. There is a difference of about one meter between the platform and the rails, and Song Jiu and the three of them are bent on their waists, clinging to the rough cement wall and rushing forward, listening to the movement on the platform while paying attention to the opposite side from under the train.

The patrolling people seemed to have just gone to the exit of the station, and Song Jiu kept counting the distance ahead, and the three of them had already touched the vicinity of the first six carriages that Ziqian said. The two rows of green cars obstructed the line of sight, Song Jiu couldn't see the situation on the other side, and estimated that there should be no big problem, so he turned his head and gestured, signaling the two young men behind him to go first.

It was also a coincidence that as soon as the two helpers got through the train, Song Jiu heard footsteps from far and near overhead. Because he wasn't sure where the other gun was, Song Jiu couldn't abandon it, so he had to wait patiently for a while, and when the footsteps passed overhead, he carefully poked out his eyes and looked towards the patrolman. The two men obviously didn't notice anything unusual in the platform, and the burly two people walked unhurriedly in the direction of the entrance to the station, and one of them had a shovel on his shoulder, and was whispering something. They didn't have guns, it was obviously on the girl's side, Song Jiu thought about it and decided not to waste time, so he turned around and got under the train, letting the two patrolmen survive.

At the moment when he leaned over the railroad tracks, a sudden shot rang out, tearing through the dead night.

Song Jiu frowned, ignoring the patrolmen who might have heard the news behind him, and hurried over with steel knives, the two young men were faster than him, and they ran close to the Harmony and pulled out the Taiping axe, smashed the train window, and climbed onto the roof of the car. At the same time, there was a sound of shouting and beating in the Harmony carriage, and the originally dim fire in the carriage suddenly lit up, and the railroad tracks reflected through the windows were orange.

Fortunately, the gunfire did not ring out again.

Song Jiu put his mind at ease, heard movement behind him, turned his head to look, and waved his hand to throw out the saw blade steel knife without thinking. The two patrolmen had just gotten through the train, and they were caught off guard by the flying knife thrown by Song Jiu into their chests, and they fell to the ground with a cry of pain.

Put down one, and there's another.

The man was also frightened at first glance when he saw his companion, and then saw that Song Jiu's hand was empty, so his confidence increased greatly, and he picked up the shovel and screamed and pounced. Song Jiu snorted, lifted the hem of his coat, and tied a row of steel knives to the leather holster around his waist. Song Jiu drew his knife and lowered his waist, dodged the shovel that swept over, and took two steps forward at the moment when the patrolman retracted his strength, and grabbed the patrolman's chest with a knife. There was a muffled sound, and the blade of the steel bar without protective gear was submerged, and it was chilling. The steel bar knife didn't open the blood groove, and it couldn't be pulled out if it was stabbed in, and Song Jiu didn't feel distressed, so he drew the knife with his backhand again, stepped on the flying knife and thought of the crooked leg of the patrolman who slipped away, and raised his hand to slash at the back of his neck.

A bloody arrow flew up and splashed on the green wall, and the railroad tracks beneath the patrol men were a dark red, blending with the sand.

By the time Song Jiu entered the Harmony carriage, Ziqian's side had already been resolved, but he didn't follow Song Jiu's intention to go first. The torches on both sides of the carriage were lit, and there were more than a dozen people squatting in the aisle of the business seat, half of whom had not had time to get dressed, and there were several corpses in the aisle in front of them, all of which were Ziqian's masterpieces; In the seat next to the cab, a girl in sexy pajamas was sitting there, chatting with Ziqian and the others.

"Where's Luo Yu?" Song Jiu glanced around, except for a few young men who hung up the lottery, the rest of the people were fine, but the girl who went to the left platform was missing.

"The one with the gun ran away, and Sister Luo chased after him." A flat-headed young man replied.

Song Jiu frowned, strode to the front, and interrupted the pajama girl and Ziqian: "Didn't you say that you would go first?" What the? ”

"Ninth Master, the little girl is not here." The girl in the pajamas raised her two white arms and made a gesture of surrender, the neckline of the pajamas revealed a piece of white milk, and the girl blinked her big eyes with thick eyelashes, and pretended to be pitiful: "Grandma slept with that old boy for a week." ”

"What about people?" Song Jiu pursed his lips, and a trace of irritability arose in his heart.

"Inside." Ziqian pouted towards the cab and muttered, "Mengfan didn't take it lightly, he died." ”

Song Jiu walked over and took a look, there was a mattress in the cab converted into a bedroom, and there was a middle-aged man with gray sideburns lying on his back.

"Eat and drink are all packed, grab a live mouth, right?" Ziqian saw that Song Jiu's face was a little unhappy, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried in his heart, sneakily and Mengfan made a look, and motioned her to hurry up and say a few words.

"Wait for Luo Yu." Song Jiu pondered for a moment, paced to the row of squatting men, and slapped the head man in the face with a steel knife.

The man was stunned for a moment, raised his head tremblingly, and looked at the emaciated young man in front of him who was about the same age as his own son with some blankness.

"Where's the little girl?" Song Jiu asked.

The man didn't seem to understand what he was saying, looked left and right, and stammered, "What, what little girl?" ”

Song Jiu exhaled slowly, his arm slammed forward, and the sharp blade wiped against the man's carotid artery, and the man let out a strange scream in his throat, holding his throat and falling to the ground, convulsing violently, and the blood splashed out like no money, and slowly fainted on the ground.

Song Jiu stepped over the corpse and stood in front of the second person, who was obviously a lot brighter, and hurriedly confessed without waiting for Song Jiu to speak: "I know! I know! The little girl was given by the boss to the gang on the riverbank...... Changed and changed the gasoline. ”

"it!" Ziqian was furious, raised his foot and stomped it on the seat, and raised his hand to cut it down.

Song Jiu stopped him in time, approached the man who was full of heart, and asked in a cold voice, "What is the origin of that group?" ”

"No, I don't know, I really don't know, I know that they have gasoline and a vegetable garden, and they exchange food for food in the city." The man in his early forties had tears and snot streaming down his face, and he sat in a pool of blood from his companions, shaking into a sieve.

"There are a lot of survivors in this city?" Song Jiu asked an irrelevant question.

"There are some, not too many, and I haven't seen many..."

"What are you doing with gas?"

"There's a living corpse in the city, I... The boss said that he wanted to change places, and he couldn't stay in the city. The man cried so much that the pear blossoms rained, and begged: "Don't kill me, we didn't touch that little girl, our boss asked her to send her to change... Please..."

"Living corpses?" Ziqian was stunned, the strength under his feet was a little heavier, and asked, "There are so many of you, do you need to hide from the walking corpse like this?" ”

"No, it's not a walking corpse, it's a living corpse! Talking those! The man was about to break down, and cried: "We have escaped all the way from the north, and we have seen them, and they are different from those 'kidnappers (walking corpses) outside!" ”

Song Jiu was about to ask a question, but gunshots rang out again outside the carriage, and a figure flashed by the window, and then Luo Yu appeared at the door.

"Hurry up, the walking corpse is coming."