Chapter 17: Departure (1)
All the way to the gallop, the four of them rushed between the reinforced concrete buildings, the white-gray decoration style under the extremely fast rush, the walls, stairs seemed to move, non-stop rotation, as if in a huge whirlpool, dizzy.
The four of them were silent, desperately rushing to the underground garage.
……
When they received the order to come to Chongqing, although they had already expected it, when they got off the helicopter and went to the hotel, shopping mall, business building and underground garage in three ways, they were still inevitably deeply shocked by what they saw.
The underground garage was large and dimly lit, but the incandescent lights on the ceiling flickered, and from time to time there was the terrible cry of a wild cat and the roar of biting meat in the wind.
After Zhanhuan and Gao Yan converged, they did not stop, and luckily found an 8-seater Cadillac SUV, took some fuel from the fuel tanks of other vehicles, and beckoned their teammates to get into the car and leave the garage immediately.
There were three cars, and there were eight people when they came, and there was one more Yue Yue on the way, but there were still eight people when they left.
Zhou Di is still dead, just like Tan Shurun knows how to die, the zombies are wandering in the stairwell, and they haven't met them in the stairwell all the way down, so they are careless.
Zhou Di was bitten to death by a zombie that suddenly appeared, and the remaining two escaped.
The atmosphere in the car was very solemn, especially Zhou Xiong, Tan Shurun remembered his face because he always squinted and smiled, but now he became blind, holding a gun in a daze, holding the military code nameplate left by his brother in despair, and sitting at the back of the car.
Gao Yan drove, Zhan Huan sat in the co-pilot on guard, and everyone wrote their own things step by step, they all knew that now was not the time to stop and be sentimental, the top priority was to get out of here quickly, otherwise with the ammunition they had in hand now, it would be very dangerous to support the Dragon City Villa without knowing how many crazy zombies they would encounter on the road.
Moreover, Dragon City Villa is a residential area, and the internal situation may be even more chaotic and worse than in the city center.
……
In the car, the silent talker curled up in the corner, put his coat and hat on his head, covered himself tightly, clasped his hands tightly around his chest to make a defensive posture, and then closed his eyes and pretended to sleep with his back chair on his back.
The blood spurted out by Zhao Jie before she died had become cold on her face, and the moist coolness reminded her of the constantly echoing, sad and poignant admonition, to live, to live.
Zhao Jie must know her, and Tan Shurun confirmed this point, but why didn't she directly state who she was?
In the face of Zhanhuan's muzzle, Zhao Jie was obviously not afraid, calm and self-controlled, even the time bomb that almost killed the four of them was pressed down by her own hands, which shows that Zhao Jie had already made all the preparations, and even prepared the bomb, waiting for her enemy.
Or......
Tan Shurun suddenly became nervous, Zhao Jie's voice was telling her to live, and if she really wanted her to die, she didn't have to shout so loudly, as if the scream was deliberately brought in Zhanhuan.
Thinking of this, Tan Shurun suddenly realized that the needle would not be inserted into her neck at all!
However, if the bomb is not found, they will also die, what does Zhao Jie want to do?!
One question after another was mixed in her mind, Tan Shurun felt extremely tired, thinking about everything that had happened in the past ten hours, she didn't dare to relax in the slightest.
Zhou Di died, and Zhao Jie also died.
The two people who were supposed to die today were still dead, although they changed their route and more suddenly appeared in the middle, but without exception, they still died......
This undoubtedly sounded a huge alarm bell for Tan Shurun, the expected death has not changed, and when the fate gear arranged by God rumbles over, with her own strength, how can it be reversed, and whether it can be changed.
"Look up."
The hoarse subwoofer sounded, Tan Shurun opened her eyes suddenly, looked out through the gap in the brim, and saw the man's black leather boots as far as she could see, she took off her hat and looked at the man standing in front of her strangely, although she was puzzled, she still obediently raised her head and asked, "What's wrong?" ”
"Dirty."
Yue Yue took a towel, dipped it in water, and after half-squatting down in front of Tan Shurun, he held her face, and carefully wiped the blood and stains on her face.
Tan Shurun thought that if there was a mirror at this time, he would definitely be able to see her crimson cheeks, just like the fiery red glow in the sky when the sun was setting.
Even she had forgotten Zhao Jie's blood, and it was still congealed on her face, very dirty and ugly.
No one had ever done that for her.
She had also risen from the battlefield, trembling, restraining her fear and fear of stepping over the blood-soaked corpses, her clothes stained with blood and dirt, and her skin stiffened under the scorching sun, but the people she had rescued with her own hands.
Tan Shurun glanced at Zhan Huan, this person, he didn't even want to give her one, so naturally he wouldn't see her more unbearable and embarrassed than a zombie.