Chapter 112: I Have a Story, Do You Have Wine (3)

Zhao Gao flew up and kicked heavily on Lu Xun's waist, Lu Xun hugged his legs, and the two fell to the ground together.

At first, Zhao Gao could still play a little disciplined, and Lu Xun couldn't get any benefits in his hands, but as Lu Xun kicked him in the face a few times later, Zhao Gao also red-eyed, he gave up all his skills, and roared like a mad dog and pounced on it and tore it with the other party. These two rammed goods were really resistant to beating, they were beaten so that their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen and bleeding, and they still had the strength to get up, Lao Jia was terrified when he saw it on the side.

Lu Xun pressed Zhao Gao down under him, stretched out his hand to pinch his neck, and shouted hysterically: "Die!" Why don't you die! โ€

Zhao Gao reached out against Lu Xun's chin and pulled his jaw, looking like he wanted to tear Lu Xun's mouth.

Lu Xun roared incoherently, and his saliva flowed.

Zhao Gao kicked him over, and then kicked Lu Xun in the stomach several times, Lu Xun was so painful that he couldn't scold, lying on the ground with his stomach covered, and his body bowed into a prawn.

"You know you rarely fight." Zhao Gao gasped, he leaned down to grab Lu Xun's hair and pick him up, and patted him on the cheek, "You don't have enough yin to fight, you have to be yin enough to fight, rub your hands secretly and ruthlessly, and go down to make the other party unable to get up, those who yell and scream are idiots, and the people who really kill will not make a sound." โ€

The blood coagulated on Lu Xun's face, and he opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't say anything, only the strength to pant was left, and there was bloodshot between his teeth.

"If you want to beat the teacher, you're still ten years early." Zhao Gao let go of his hand, stepped back step by step, leaned on the tombstone and sat down slowly, his situation was not much stronger than Lu Xun, both sides showed no mercy, Zhao Gao's face was beaten and deformed, the nosebleed couldn't stop, and he was blue and purple all over his body. The strength of the two was finally exhausted, and both were defeated, and Zhao Gao had a slight advantage.

"Go...... I don't care about you. Lu Xun slowly got up, leaned on the cross behind him to stabilize his body, and then reached for the red star in front of the lemon tomb.

"Give it to me...... Give me a little! Zhao Gao stretched out his hand to him, "I'm the last bottle." โ€

Lu Xun ignored him, unscrewed the cap of the bottle and poured it, coughing violently.

"Don't drink children!" Zhao Gao crawled over to grab the wine, and was kicked back by Lu Xun. Zhao Gao was angry, pounced and pressed on Lu Xun, the two began to grab the second pot, they didn't even have the strength to get up again, they could only roll around on the lawn.

"This is my wine!" Zhao Gao shouted angrily.

"Fuck you, I don't care whose it is." Lu Xun's face was flushed, he broke free of Zhao Gao's hand, and crawled forward little by little, Zhao Gao dragged his hind legs and pulled him back, the two scuffled, the wine bottle in Lu Xun's hand flew out of his hand, the bottle cap was not tightened, and fell off in mid-air, and the two second goods watched the last second pot spill on the ground, and all fed to the land lord.

"Damn, let you fuck rob! Lu Xun was furious, "I can't drink it now!" โ€

"Gone?"

"It's gone!"

"It's gone, it's gone......"

Zhao Gao lay on his back on the grass, looking at the gloomy sky overhead, silently without saying a word.

Lu Xun lay beside him, and no longer spoke, extreme exhaustion came up, he only felt that his limbs and head were as heavy as a thousand pounds, and his whole body was soft, like a mess of mud, and he had to exhaust all his strength if he wanted to move his fingers.

"Why don't you die of such a scourge?" Lu Xun lay on the ground, leaning on his back, "You are simply dragging all mankind back if you stay in the world." โ€

"Scourge lives long." Zhao Gao said lightly, "Haven't you heard of the scourge for thousands of years? โ€

"Can't you give yourself a hand? Carry forward the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation, and if you seek death or something for the sake of all mankind, we will all miss you. Lu Xun said, "We will erect a monument and statue for you, so that you will be immortal." โ€

"When the people are gone, what else do you want to make a monument?" Zhao Gao's eyes were so swollen that he could only open a slit, and the consequences of the fight just now gradually manifested themselves, his entire face began to swell, and his cheeks hurt hotly.

"You are a monster, even if all of humanity is extinct, you can live well, right?" Lu Xun asked, "One person monopolizes one world." โ€

"You're talking about the Night King." Zhao Gao closed his eyes, "It's not me." โ€

"What's the difference between you?" Lu Xun smiled, his head and Zhao Gao's head resting together, "It's all monsters." โ€

Zhao Gao was silent for a moment, slowly got up, picked up the empty wine bottle that had fallen on the grass, and then sat up against a stone tablet and poured the last two drops of the second pot head in the bottle into his mouth.

He licked the bottle of Ba Hongxing's second pot head unsatisfied, and turned his head to look at Lu Xun lying on the grass.

"Want to hear my story?"

Lu Xun was stunned and a little surprised.

"About a certain monster named Zhao Gao, and his boring life for the past twenty years."

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It's been a few years since the battle was going on, and it's hard to say whether the situation is going in a better direction or worse, the human forces are finally getting a foothold, and the tactics of the heavy infantry battalions are starting to pay off, at least the soldiers are no longer as panicked when facing the hunters, the defensive line has been built, and the survivors in the safe zone are fully protected.

But on the other hand, more and more powerful hunters began to appear, and in the first years of the war, the lurkers were still the main force of the other side, but soon people found that the combat power evaluation system of the lurkers was insufficient, and a type of hunter who completely overrode the lurkers began to appear...... They are known as Marauders, and Marauders are powerful monsters that have the ability to destroy heavy storming mechs.

The power of the human race is constantly being consumed, but the strength of the other party is constantly growing.

They realized that it would be unwise to fight a war of attrition against the Doomsday Virus, so humanity began to look for another way, hoping to find a cure for the Doomsday Virus infection and eliminate the spread of the virus at the root.

This year is 2035, and this battle has been fought for 14 years, and the population has gone from 7 billion to 130 million.

Gene Plasmid Company.

Doomsday Virus Global Epidemic Prevention Institute, Shanghai Branch.

The rumbling cannon woke the boy from his sleep, the whole ground trembled, the water glass shook slightly and slowly moved to the edge of the table, the child got up and put on his slippers, and went to the window to open the curtains, to be honest, this window was only the size of a dictionary, I don't know why it was equipped with a pair of large curtains in the style of a floor-to-ceiling window, the boy stood in front of the window and looked up, the red fire light penetrated and fell on the child's face.

This is the army shelling, a battalion of M198 155mm howitzers, a total of twelve guns, the sound of fire is as deafening as thunder, the flames can light up half of the night sky.

Today is the day of cyclical shocks again.

If the boy could go out and climb high above the city, he would see a black crowd of zombies and hunters, and those monsters crowded around the walls like ant colonies, which appeared once a month, very regularly, like the tides, and experts believe that this strange habit of the hunters may be related to the moon phase, and call this periodic shock.

Periodic shocks are the biggest threat to the safe zone, when zombies and hunters come up like a tidal wave, no matter how much resistance will be swallowed up, most of the fall of the safe zone is due to the cyclical impact of the zombies.

A series of explosions rang out, and flames burst into the sky, dense like a string of ignited firecrackers.

The mine was triggered.

Humans have devised many methods to deal with periodic shocks, such as howitzer battalion shooting, such as preset minefields, outside the safety zone is a two-kilometer-wide minefield, anti-infantry and anti-tank mines scattered by rocket minelayers are the best means to deal with zombie clusters, and these monsters will stupidly plunge into the minefield during periodic impacts, and then be torn to shreds by shrapnel.

Howitzers and mines kill the first infected to rush at the front, and it's time for heavy mechs and armored vehicles to go into battle.

The helicopter took off, and the boy watched as it swept through the window like a big black bird, with a heavy machine gun mounted next to the cabin.

The timing was good, everyone's attention was attracted by the periodic shock, and no one cared about a small child, who had been waiting for more than half a month just to wait for this day.

The boy closed the curtains, turned around and walked to the bed, and took out the access card from under the bed, which he had stolen from the doctor, who would find out that he had lost it tomorrow morning, but by that time the boy had already fled.

The electronic lock on the door requires an eight-digit code and an access card to be opened at the same time, but it was not difficult for the boy to remember those eight numbers, and the doctors did not deliberately avoid his gaze when entering the code. In the opinion of the doctors, no one would be stupid enough to try to escape from prison.

Do cancer patients try to escape from the ward?

The person in the room will die if they leave the room.

The boy entered the password, then swiped the key magnetic card in the card slot, and with a slight "click", the deadbolt of the door popped back, and the door opened.

An extremely bold and crazy plan begins, and on the night of May 16, 2035, a boy secretly opens the door to his room, when he is not yet ten years old.