"Is there anyone in there?"

Just when the poor stupid dog Erbao was caught by his own shovel officer for stealing big white steamed buns, a low and thick tired voice suddenly sounded outside the farmhouse, which was completely dark.

The discussion of steamed buns in the team came to an abrupt end, and the captain Yuan Zhengtian signaled everyone to be quiet, and then glanced at the veteran Fu Donglin.

The veteran Fu Donglin nodded, walked lightly to the window, hid his body in the dead corner of the shooting range, and observed the situation outside through the window glass.

Next to the modified military jeep and police escort car parked on the left side of the farmhouse, there was a new car that I had never seen before, a somewhat dilapidated pickup truck, and the pickup truck was also sprayed with a few eye-catching big characters, Zhaoyuan Auto Repair.

The pickup truck of Zhaoyuan Auto Repair did not turn off after it stopped, and its high beams were still on.

In order to show his safety and not hurt others, the cab door of the Zhaoyuan Auto Repair pickup truck opened, and a man in his early 30s, wearing a somewhat sloppy overalls, unshaven beard, unkempt, and a haggard expression, took the initiative to get out of the car.

He got out of the car, raised his hands above his head, and slowly approached the closed door of the farmhouse.

"I was just passing by, I didn't have any malice, I didn't get out of the car with any weapons, I was the only one in the car, there was no one else, I just wanted to find a safe place to spend the night."

With the help of the high beam of the pickup truck, the veteran Fu Donglin observed that the person who got out of the car alone should not be carrying any weapons, turned back to the captain Yuan Zhengtian and nodded, and then opened the door.

The man walked in, still with his hands held high above his head, and pointed a black muzzle directly at his eyebrows, so frightened that he stopped and did not dare to move.

A pair of big hands with distinct bones obscenely touched the new person's whole body from top to bottom, from front to back, without sparing an inch of skin.

"OK, no weapons."

After being groped all over his body to confirm that he was not carrying a weapon, he put down the muzzle of the gun against the eyebrows of the visitor.

"Who are you? I remember this is a zombie virus epidemic area announced by the government, how did you come here alone? ”

After the muzzle of the gun against his eyebrows was lowered, the person who came put down his hand, twisted his arm that was a little sore, and said, "You should be soldiers in the army, don't get me wrong, I'm really not a bad person."

My sister is a journalist who went missing while interviewing a nearby zombie virus epidemic.

After the large-scale outbreak of the zombie virus, I can no longer contact my sister, our parents died early, and there are two siblings left to grow up with each other, I am just this one sister, I promised my parents to take good care of my sister.

No matter what, I have to see people in life, I have to see corpses in death, and even if there is a glimmer of hope, I want to find my sister, otherwise I will not have the face to meet my dead parents.

After all, this is a zombie virus epidemic area, and no one is willing to accompany me in to die, so I can only come in alone.

What I'm saying is true, and then you see, this is a picture of my sister, pretty. ”

The man who had just come in stretched out a pair of rough hands that were stained with traces of engine oil that could not be washed off because of the perennial car repair, and took out a photograph from the breast pocket of his overalls, which was very carefully protected at first glance, and did not even roll the corners, on which was a familiar young girl with a bright smile and vitality.

The girl in the photo is a person everyone knows, the poor female journalist Liang Huijun, who was killed by Yang not long ago.

Everyone recognized the female reporter Liang Huijun in the photo, it seems that the man who repaired Zhaoyuan Auto is the brother of the female reporter Liang Huijun, how to tell him that his sister is dead, and suffered inhuman torture before she died?

For a while, no one took the initiative to speak, but Liang Huijun's brother was still talking alone.

"Don't worry, I know that the people of your army must have a mission here, and I don't want to trouble you with this little matter, I just want you to see the photo of my sister, and if you have seen her, tell me......"

I talked about it for a long time, and then I realized that everyone in the room, after seeing the photo of his sister, their faces were not quite right, and the new man had an ominous premonition in his heart, but he still asked tremblingly.

"Have you really seen my sister?

Where is she?

Is she okay?

Is she still alive......"

Liang Zhaoyuan was emotionally grabbed the arm of the veteran Fu Donglin beside him, and the spit that flew when he spoke was about to fly to the face of the veteran Fu Donglin.

The veteran Fu Donglin's unspeakable look made Liang Zhaoyuan's heart sink, his sister was afraid, afraid that it was......

The veteran Fu Donglin glanced at the captain Yuan Zhengtian in embarrassment.

"Let me tell you, your sister is dead, and she died during the day today......"

As a doctor, life and death have already seen a lot, how to inform the patient's family of bad news, and stabilize the patient's family's mood is also one of the doctor's compulsory courses.

Therefore, the big beauty Tu Jiaojiao took the initiative to stand up and gently patted Liang Zhaoyuan's arm that was already so nervous that it was stiff.

"What? You, you're saying that my sister is dead, and she died during the day today, this, this ......, woo woo......

Huijun, my poor sister, blame me, blame me for delaying time on the road, my brother is a step late, if only I had come to you earlier, woo woo woo ......"

Even when he set off to look for his sister in the zombie virus epidemic area, he had some psychological preparations, and the 30-year-old man Liang Zhaoyuan couldn't help but cry after he really heard the bad news of his sister's death.

Crying is also the best way to vent her emotions, the big beauty Tu Jiaojiao did not stop Liang Zhaoyuan, who was crying bitterly, but stood quietly and watched him cry and couldn't help himself, and after the crying gradually dimmed, he silently handed over a pack of tissues.

After taking the tissue, he unceremoniously wiped his face twice, blew a lot of snot, and regardless of his embarrassed appearance, Liang Zhaoyuan rubbed his red and swollen eyes and looked at the big beauty Tu Jiaojiao.

"Big sister, I want to ask you something, can you tell me how my sister died?

Was she infected by the zombie virus and turned into a zombie? ”

"No, she hasn't been infected with the zombie virus."

"She wasn't infected with the zombie virus, so how did she die? Could it be that she was eaten by zombies? Or did someone kill her? ”

Whether it was being eaten by zombies or someone killed his sister, Liang Zhaoyuan obviously couldn't accept this result.

"Your sister died at the hands of man, she was killed by someone."

"What was it that was killed? Who is so ruthless as to kill an innocent person? ”

Liang Zhaoyuan thought that his lively and capable sister was actually killed by others, and he couldn't control his emotions at all, and his yellow-brown nails dyed by engine oil were fiercely inserted into the flesh of his palm.