acT95: The old ginger is even hotter and the lead clouds are rolling, the rain is pouring down, the city's sewer system is unable to support the terrifying rainfall, the streets and alleys are flooded, and many culverts in the lower streets have been flooded; In just a few days, the water level rose wildly, and the low grass slope on one side of the city wall sank to the bottom of the river, and the barren grass turned into water ghosts, swaying endlessly at the bottom of the green water.

The acid rain has eroded buildings to a staggering extent, from tall buildings to low-rise bungalows.

The acid rain was pervasive, and as the wind swept across the city, it plated the already ghostly deserted city with a layer of pitch-black shell, and the sunlight was blocked by heavy dark clouds, and the sky and the earth were colorless, like ghosts.

In such weather, only the walking corpses still roamed around, there was no cold in their hollow pupils, and the wind and thunder noise was more like a horn to them, but the horn sound was too frequent and dense, and the walking shells could not distinguish the instructions of nature, so they could only move forward in the rain curtain, dragging their slow steps to leave their own bodily fluids in the cross-flowing sewage, sending the smell of decay to all corners of the city.

Gao Yang stood at the window of the bungalow, looking at the leaden clouds and sighing, people were unlucky, the explanation before leaving was still lingering in his ears, the task form that the King Kong instructor helped to formulate was still on the table, looking at the strawberry field that was watered into mud by the heavy rain, the emaciated leader of the beggar gang fell into a deep confusion, how to plant this kind of ghost weather?

How to build? Rows of planting greenhouses were completely destroyed, the angle steel bracket was rusty, Gao Yang they finally re-covered the plastic sheet a few days ago, and before they had time to be happy, even the rain poured down the nest, the plastic shed cloth became a plastic rag, the rusty steel skeleton was black and rugged, and it was washed out of the dense beehive, as if it would shatter if it was touched; The foundation pits dug out around the bungalows have been turned into natural cisterns, the cement materials that have been collected and brought back have been soaked into paste, and many of the timber intended for use as beams have been soaked and soaked, soft and black, and dark green moss has grown, and some even mushrooms have grown.

Not to mention construction, the strawberry farm has become a problem these days, because there is no stove in the bungalow, the space is small, they molded the mud stove in the open space outside, the rainstorm washed away for a few days, a brand new stove has become a muddy grave, only a few chimneys and iron pots slanted in the soil can prove its former identity.

The rice piled up in the corner of the house had worms, many of the vegetables left behind by Caroline had rotted, and the seeds used for planting were wrapped in brown paper, which also had varying degrees of problems due to moisture; The guns that should have become the weapons of attack were lined up on the kang, and the big-shouldered and round-waisted King Kong instructor sat cross-legged on it, wiping the gun oil over and over again, with an empty wine jug in his hand, picking it up and sniffing it from time to time, his face was full of amazement.

Lao Wu pushed open the door and ran in, sneezed loudly before he could speak, almost didn't squirt out his eyes, wiped his big snot and wiped it on the wall, picked up a towel and wiped his greasy and tangled hair, and scolded: "Damn it, the firewood is wet, I can't make a fire, and I have no food to eat today." Gao Yang looked at the yellowed wall with some disgust, frowned, and said, "Have you eaten all the rations?" ”

"We don't have much rations, and the bacon we dried before has been chewed for the past few days, and we can't cook if we can't afford a fire." Lao Wu shook the water droplets on his head and sighed: "If it rains for a few more days, there will be no water to drink." ”

"Take out all the pots and pots and jars and fill them with water, boil them and make do with them." Gao Yang gritted his teeth, turned around and asked the bear-like King Kong, "Can you contact Caroline?" We need support in this situation. ”

"Figure it out on your own, it's just raining." King Kong didn't raise his head, his hands moved quickly, one was not careful, and the re-entry spring popped out far away.

Gao Yang was stunned, his face was a little embarrassed, it wasn't that he didn't think of a way, but he really had no way to think about it, there was nothing to think about around the suburbs, the most was mud and woods, can this thing be eaten?

Several wild mountains nearby are also bare, and they can dig up some fungi if they die, and they don't have to think about animals or anything, and the bamboo rats on the mountains are almost extinct by him in the first two years.

"Any suggestions?" Gao Yang asked patiently. Instructor King Kong rolled his eyes and muttered, "There is gasoline in the car, use gasoline to make a fire." ”

"Huh?" Gao Yang was stunned for a moment and hesitated: "But there aren't many left, let's save it for when you go out." ”

"Do you know when the rain will stop?" Instructor King Kong stopped what he was doing and asked with a frown.

"No... I don't know. ”

"So what are you waiting for? Don't be as good as an imbecile. Instructor King Kong mercilessly counted together, sighed and threw down the full kang firearms, and paced out of the room.

The house fell silent, Gao Yang and Lao Wu's expressions were not very good-looking, sitting on the edge of the kang and playing with those murderous weapons, holding cigarettes and trying to turn their stiff brains.

The fifth speaker clicked his lips and said in a low voice: "Or...... Going roundabout? ”

"What are you going to do?" Gao Yang rolled his eyes and scolded, "Look for death." ”

"Lao Gao, I've been thinking about this all these days...... "Lao Wu wanted to speak and stopped, glanced at Gao Yang's expression, and hesitated: "It's unreliable to mix with those foreigners." ”

"What do you mean?" Gao Yang was stunned, looked up at the old face opposite, frowned, and said, "Let's talk about it." ”

"Look, seriously, we don't have any big enmity with the gang around the island, it's nothing more than a few fights over the years because of grabbing resources, I think the surname Ming is actually not bad, you look at people, hundreds of people eat and drink without worry, and then look at our ......" Gao Yang's face changed, and he said unhappily: "What does this mean?" Are you relying on me? ”

"No, alas, look at what you say." Lao Wu gritted his teeth, hesitated for a while, and said: "I just think that the roundabout is passing by, these foreigners are not clear, let's follow the welfare, whether there is welfare, whether there is status or not, why bother." ”

"So?"

"So I think, why don't we make peace with the roundabout, and we can get along together......" Lao Wu said that his voice gradually weakened, and he saw Gao Yang's increasingly ugly expression, and he stopped his mouth.

"Can you have a backbone! How did we get kicked out back then? Thinking about licking someone's ass now? "The more Gao Yang thinks about it, the more unpleasant it is, if it weren't for Lao Tzu all these years, would your old coffin board survive until now?

Lao Wu was also a little angry after being scolded a few times, and said angrily: "We have been friends for so many years, I treat you as a brother to dig out my heart and lungs with you, why don't you know how to do it." ”

", you know you, I hit you to talk about this." Gao Yang threw off his cigarette butt and stood up, wanting to go out but feeling cold outside, he walked around, trembling with anger.

"Don't be angry, I'm not here for you." Lao Wu thought about it, but decided to move it with emotion and reason, and said seriously: "Otherwise, I'll go talk to those people around the island, don't say anything else, we have been neighbors for all these years, even if we can't live together, at least share some food and drink." ”

"Do you still have a face? A handful of old live dogs? "Gao Yang is happy.

"If you want your face to be able to eat?" The fifth elder raised his eyebrows, looked indifferent, and said: "What do we want now, the foreign girl said that she would provide us with supplies, and there is no letter to go, so we have to think of a way." ”

"If you want to go, don't pull me." Gao Yang pondered carefully, what Lao Wu said was not all unreasonable, but he and Ming Junwei had a lot of grudges over the years, where could he wipe his face and beg them.

"Okay, as long as you nod your head, I'll go." Lao Wuyi saw that there was a play, and continued to add firewood to the fire: "If you want me to say, if the hard one doesn't work, you have to come to the soft one, those people are actually not bad, I'll go and say good words, if you can make a little money, it's enough for us to survive the rain." ”

"Whatever you want." Gao Yang had an expression of hatred that iron could not be made of steel, and he sighed and pushed the door to leave. …… The strawberry farm is not close to the roundabout, nor is it far, but it is much more convenient than the train station, because there is a straight road on the outskirts of the city leading to the direction of the city, and there are no crowded high-rise buildings in between, except for the woods are some small farmhouse courtyards in the past, and there are occasional walking corpses, but the large corpse groups are rare, and they are much safer than in the city.

Lao Wu and Gao Yang have been in this city since the beginning of the catastrophe, they are familiar inside and out, although the walking corpses roam irregularly, but the streets and alleys are numerous, they can run if they can't fight, and they have a home advantage when they hide.

Lao Wu was not on a whim, he had proposed the idea of peace talks with Gao Yang a long time ago, but Gao Yang was unwilling, and they were not so embarrassed at that time.

Ever since Gao Yang came into contact with those foreigners, Xiao Jiujiu in Lao Wu's heart began to calculate. He is 55 years old this year, not as good as those young people, the first two years of his body is still strong, these years of new injuries and old diseases, many of the roots of the disease left by the former construction workers have begun to emerge, and there are really some days of displacement.

I thought that I could at least get food and clothing from mixing with foreigners, but who knew that the reality slapped a big mouth mercilessly, and instead of tasting the sweetness, there was a dilemma of getting worse.

Gao Yang has his considerations, and the fifth child also has his own thoughts, he has no ambitions, he just wants to live a peaceful and stable life, the older he gets, the more he feels powerless, he knows that he can't keep up with Gao Yang's footsteps.

No matter what vision this old companion has, he will definitely not see the day when it will be realized, so it is better to think about the way out as soon as possible.

But he can't live alone, he has to rely on other people, except for Gao Yang, all he can think of is Ming Junwei.

Lao Wu and Gao Yang are telling the truth, he wants to switch to Ming Junwei, he has seen Ming Junwei's actions all these years, and Gao Yang can't compare at all.

If Gao Yang could let go of his ridiculous self-esteem, Lao Wu might be able to insist on continuing to stand by his side, but unfortunately Gao Yang mercilessly rejected his kindness, in this case, Lao Wu had to give up.

The dirt road on the outskirts of the city was muddy and difficult to walk, and the fifth child wore a pitch-black poncho and ran in the rain with rubber shoes.

The old fellow, who was over fifty years old, ran as fast as if someone was chasing him behind him, and from time to time he glanced back, and the puddles of mud were splashed under his feet, and if he was not careful, he would fall.

I kept running at high speed all the way, and finally arrived at the city wall of Suzaku Gate, where I once depended for my livelihood, at noon.

The towers had long since been burned, the mottled walls had been washed out of an unsightly black layer by the rain, and the foul-smelling moat was churning and overflowing, and it had overflowed the embankment and poured onto the road.

There were three or five wandering walking corpses on the opposite side of the T-junction, and the old five swallowed their saliva, ran quickly to the bottom of the city gate, got through the hole in the door that had exploded, and sat down in the door for a while.

Everything was the same inside the walls, and the cold dryness under the doorway allowed him to breathe for a moment. Lao Wu wiped the rain on his face, and a wicked smile suddenly appeared on his wrinkled face, like a child who had succeeded in making a bad mistake, which was a bit of an old naughty boy.

Lao Wu looked out along the hole and confirmed that the walking corpse had not come, so he took off the poncho, unloaded the big bag on his back, and ran all the way with this thing on his back, almost exhausting his old bones and falling apart.

Lao Wu kept a wicked smile on his face, gently rubbing his backpack like a woman, secretly thinking about Gao Yang's expression at the moment, and Ming Junwei's shock when he was about to meet, and his heart was dark.

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