(Cat Flutter Chinese) The command center in the camp in District 1 is a large command tent, and the space of more than 20 square meters is crowded with various communication equipment. A table lined up with four empty ammunition boxes displays tea-making cups, circled maps, and pistols.

Lao Liang lowered his head and rubbed the back of his head vigorously with both hands. Sometimes he gritted his teeth, sometimes he whispered to himself.

This made the communication soldiers on the side fidgety and panic.

After a long time, Lao Liang straightened up. Pull out the crumpled deflated cigarette case from your jacket pocket. Inside, he found half a snuffed out curvy cigarette.

The communications soldier on the side hurriedly took out a lighter and lit it.

Lao Liang took a hard sip and asked, "Where did your information come from?"

"It was a personal soldier of the regimental commander, and he narrowly escaped the deputy regimental commander...... No, Wang Dong's massacre was disguised as a letter sent by a survivor during a mission. ”

"What about others? What about faith? Lao Liang hurriedly said.

After handing over the scribbled letter, the communications soldier replied: "He went back, saying that he wanted to continue to pay attention to Wang Dong's movements, in case he had a bigger move that would be unfavorable to us."

Lao Liang looked at the letter word by word, and his breathing gradually became shorter. Then it was slammed on the table. Roared: "What! It's a beast! ”

Everyone in the big tent was shocked.

Lao Liang waved his hand, and after letting the communication soldiers retreat, he asked himself in his heart: "Why did Wang Dong suddenly launch a coup d'état at the base?"

"What does he want?"

"What happened to the District 2 camp after losing contact?"

"Will the District 1 camp lose supplies from the Morning Light base? What if I lose it? ”

Many problems plagued Lao Liang and gave him a headache. I simply leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes in contemplation.

……

The Sector 1 camp is a little cramped, but there is a cooking pot between every three tents for survivors and military personnel to cook.

The surrounding environment is also considered to be neat, and there is no waste and filth.

Many tents also have wires on which washed laundry is dried.

If it weren't for the fact that the District 1 camp was in a narrow col and the wind and snow didn't completely pour in, how could there be such a habitable site?

He Hao, led by the old king, walked through the intricate narrow passage to a rather large old tent.

The old king lifted the curtain and said, "Come in, it's cold outside."

After the two entered, the old king hung a quilt in the door. So that the cold wind does not penetrate in the slightest.

He Hao saw that there were three bedding beds in the tent, and there was also a small dry battery electric stove in the middle, on which was a black mouth pot, and in the pot was a box of canned meat and two steamed buns with cracked skin.

"Are you hungry? Come and eat. The old king pulled He Hao to sit on the mattress and brought him some food with a magnetic teacup.

He Hao devoured it, and from time to time used chopsticks to hold the fatty canned meat in the pot. Even the soup oil is not wasted, and it is dipped in steamed bread and eaten.

"Anything else?" The food in the pot was not enough for the hungry He Hao.

"Yes, and many more. But I didn't dare to bring it into the camp. Old Wang said in a low voice.

"Why?" He Hao was puzzled.

"You look safe in the camp, but people are unpredictable. The military's limited manpower is simply not able to cope with the undercover fighting between the survivors. Old Wang Tou pointed to the outside of the tent and continued: "I exchanged the contents of the material package for some miscellaneous items from the other survivors. I was going to take it to the base and use it again, but who knows if I was stuck here. ”

"What about the car and the rest of the supplies?" He Hao has already lost an important backpack, and if he loses his vehicle and all his resources, then everything will really be in vain.

"I hid in the bushes outside the camp, covered with a parachute, and piled up snow to hide it as much as possible." The old king said very confidently.

"That's good, let's wait for Xiaobei's injuries to be okay and then set off." He Hao said while boiling water.

The old king asked puzzledly, "Where are you going?" Why go? ”

"Haven't you noticed a serious disparity between soldiers and survivors in the camp? Besides......" He Hao wanted to speak and stopped, as if he felt that saying something would make the old king even more uneasy.

"And what?"

"Jeep buggy, parked outside the camp. It's the same as the previous group. He Hao's words really made the old king's spirit tense.

Once the big eagle with a black dagger, the big eagle with excellent fighting ability and driving skills, the wise and cunning big eagle. He also came......

He Hao, who was tired, didn't want to think too much about it, so he fell asleep in the futon with his clothes.

The old king poked the teapot with chopsticks, unable to calm the dark tide in his heart for a long time.

……

The night of black winter was unusually cold. Walking in the snow in a thin shirt doesn't take long to make your limbs tingle.

Xiao Ai and his party traveled through Montenegro to turn back to the food processing factory. There's a lot of food in there, and if this one goes well, they'll be able to harvest a lot.

Haoran curled up, he didn't have experienced much hard work, he seemed to have reached a critical point, and he couldn't stop retreating in his heart, but when he saw that everyone was like this, he didn't have any intention of retreating, and he couldn't say anything.

But it was very incomprehensible for him to see Ah Bing walking in the snow like a nobody, the figures and clothes of the two of them were no different, but Ah Bing was very energetic.

"Isn't this kid afraid of the cold...... Haoran muttered to himself. But the cold temperature makes people's brains a little wooden, and they can still take care of their cranky thoughts. It didn't take long for him to be like everyone else, moving numb machinery.

After walking through the mountain road for nearly 2 hours, Xiao Ai finally found the food processing factory. In just a few days, the factory has changed beyond recognition.

Crumbling wall tiles peek out of the deep snow. Only half of the two-story building was exposed, and there was no trace of the hordes of terrified corpses that day.

The night breeze blew and whined. Waves of snow fog rolled up above the snow. It's like a dream in the moonlight. The desolation is terrible, the terrible beauty, the ultimate in beauty.

"We're ......" Xiao Ai whispered as she looked at the factory, and felt a faint pain in her heart, the combination of excitement and sadness made her a little excited, and her words trembled. Others think she is frozen, and no one can appreciate the strength of her disguise.

recalled that it was here that she and Brother Kun made a farewell. Revisiting the old place, the sadness wells up in my heart, and every detail of that day can be vividly remembered.

"Wait! Can he be in the factory! And there will be no remaining zombies! Haoran stopped everyone again and said.

Along the way, he said these words no less than a few times. The word "he" is enough to make everyone afraid, and that Du Hu has left an indelible shadow of fear in everyone's hearts.

"Don't come here! Do you still have a place to go? Xiao Ai pulled Haoran's collar and said, "If you are a mother-in-law, get out of here!"

She is actually not steady in her heart, recalling that terrible experience, Xiao Ai also showed the weak side of a woman. The trembling hands and feet, the pounding heartbeat, and the thin frost on the tip of the nose—it was the cold sweat that congealed, and the essence of fear......

Ah Bing said lightly: "There is nothing in it, there is no him, and there are no zombies." After speaking, he surpassed Xiao Ai and walked at the front of the team.

"How do you know there are no zombies?" Teacher Fang, who had been silent all the way, asked uneasily. And then immediately after: "Who is he in your mouth?"

Everyone's faces turned paler.

Only Ah Bing said indifferently: "The snow is smooth, and there are no traces." Isn't that enough? ”

"What if he hides in a building?" Haoran followed up aggressively.

"Then if he can defeat all the corpses, there is no need to stay in this kind of ghost place." Ah Bing's analysis is quite reasonable.

Yes, if anyone can run amok, there is really no need to continue to hide in a small factory in the mountains. The group understood under Ah Bing's words, and they turned from mixed fear to pure excitement.

If there are no rivals in the factory, the food inside is as attractive as gold.

An instant. Everyone drove out of a snow road, entered the factory, Haoran found the warehouse with a familiar car, and looked at the full of air-dried sausages and various bagged marinated products, and everyone jumped up with joy.

In the last days, there is a shortage of food, and at present, staple foods such as rice and white flour can still be supplied, but meat products are hardly available except for canned food. At present, these foods not only enrich the daily diet of Xiao Ai and others. It can even be exchanged for other daily consumables. If the military is more generous, there is hope that it will be exchanged for more contribution points.

It was under this stimulus that everyone got busy. Xiao Ai picks out some lean meat ham and stuffs it into the military travel bag.

Haoran led Mr. Fang to find a trolley in the factory and selected food such as sausages, starch sausages, and dried egg whites from the finished product warehouse in the boxing area.

While everyone was busy, Ah Bing suddenly felt a kind of discomfort.

The cold hairs on his body stood up for no reason, and it was definitely not because of fear. It was an instinct, an instinct that the beast felt the killing intent.

"Hide, everyone!" Ah Bing's sudden roar made everyone stunned.

Before everyone could understand what was happening, there was a collision in the factory. Even the place where the goods collapsed is in sight.

"That's ...... What ......" Haoran still woodenly pestle in place. He was already stupefied by the mutant zombies that appeared in the distance.

This mutant zombie is about 180 tall and has an unusually thin body. The seemingly curly squatting legs provide it with a strong jumping force. His arms are slender and his reach is on par with that of the Destroyer.

There is an exposed fascia in the armpits, from the elbow to the lumbar ribs. Like a flying bat.

The claw fingers are as sharp as iron spears, and a single knuckle is the size of a human thumb. The epidermis is covered with a stalagmite-like keratin.

The head is no different from an ordinary zombie, and if you look closely, you can find that it has a pair of bloody eyes, and it actually derives heavy pupils. I'm afraid its senses are no longer limited to smell and hearing.

The most special thing is that its abdomen is swollen like a woman in labor. The flesh and skin were supported by the intricate intestines inside, like a python in its carry. There are also two holes in the epidermis, and sticky filth is oozing outward.

It is one of the most difficult mutant zombies to deal with by later generations of humans - the Quick Slasher!

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