Zhao Xinghua sat on the roof of a dilapidated house in embarrassment. Looking up at the sky, this meteorite rain has been falling non-stop for two days.

Day 1.

When the meteor shower fell, the citizens in the Nansha base were asked to hide in containers, and several meteorites fell in the base, causing a riot that was quickly quelled by the army.

The alarm of the base suddenly sounded, and all the loudspeakers broadcast in unison: "All personnel in the base evacuate immediately, evacuate immediately, due to a large meteorite falling on the Yuyako volcano, causing a 9.0 magnitude earthquake in South America." The tsunami caused by the earthquake has already formed and is predicted to reach the mouth of the Pearl River in the next five hours. All the personnel on the island were evacuated immediately, evacuated immediately, away from the river. ”

Nearly 10 million people, it took a few days to transport here, and now they need to evacuate, the Nansha base is completely boiling, everyone is crazy to the exit at the same time, the railing at the exit has been cleared, and the sentry posts have also been evacuated.

Due to the density of the chaotic crowd, vehicles could not move, and both soldiers and citizens were rushing to run. The important personnel of the command center of the base boarded one helicopter after another, and when the helicopter was lifted off and evacuated, an endless fire meteor appeared above the sky, covering the entire sky, and the density was very large, and almost all the helicopters in the air were shot down before reaching the ground.

From time to time, some people in the crowd who ran to evacuate were knocked down by meteorites with high temperatures, and it was very chaotic. Almost all the helicopters carrying high-level leaders were shot down, and without the decision-making level and without command, the army and citizens could only blindly follow the people in front of them and run out, and the scene was completely out of control and could no longer be controlled.

At that moment, Zhao Xinghua and his military police special service team were not in the base, but were on standby more than 10 miles away from the base. What happened suddenly also made the team members in the riot control car very confused, not knowing what to do next. But two hours later, there was an endless tide of zombies, coming from the direction of the base, and the riot vehicles hurriedly evacuated along the road to the city, and were hit by a meteorite on the way. The meteorite coming at high speed was like a cannonball, piercing the anti-riot car that Zhao Xinghua was riding from above the front of the car, killing the driver on the spot, and the vehicle rolled and slid towards the ravine on the side of the road.

A few minutes later, several dizzy people climbed out of the car and looked at the ruined city around them, in a daze. When a few people slowly chased the car in front, a large group of zombies appeared behind, several people fought and retreated, the zombies tirelessly pursued, some of the people were physically exhausted, and the speed slowed down between mutual support, and finally surrounded by the zombies following behind, everyone could only flee for their lives.

A day ago, Zhao Xinghua got rid of the zombies that followed, a tattered military uniform looked similar to that of a flower child, the bullets had been exhausted, the Type 65 saber had already been split and thrown away, and only a Type 63 triangular military spur was still on his body. This supposedly strongest bayonet is also as blunt as an iron rod, and it has no lethality, and I don't remember how many zombies I killed before rushing out of the sea of corpses.

Zhao Xinghua hid behind a window, cowering and looking at the zombies wandering on the street, the crazy escape of the past two days had exhausted him. Now hungry and needing to find food and water, I thought that if I hugged the big tree of the army, I would be able to have food and clothing in the last days, but it turned out that everything had to start from scratch.

There is a large supermarket two streets away, and you have to find a way to get there, rest inside, and then find a way to escape the city. Now he misses the safe house that everyone prepared before. There is food and drink there, and there are not as many zombies around as here.

If you have a war knife in your hand and dare to rush, now there is only a military stab similar to an iron rod, and unless it is inserted in the eye, it is not lethal. tiptoed downstairs, picked up a fist-sized stone, and threw it towards the street at the other end, a sound of glass breaking came, and the nearby zombies turned their heads towards the source of the sound, Zhao Xinghua then threw a second stone chip in that direction, and there was a sound of glass falling to the ground, and the zombies on the street began to stagger away in the direction of the sound.

Zhao Xinghua quickly ran to the next intersection after confirming that there were no more zombies behind. Suddenly, I twitched my nose and saw a trash can, and jumped in. At the corner of the street, a nearby zombie turned around, and just before turning into this street, Zhao Xinghua jumped into the trash can. Secretly frightened, touching the heartbeat, hey, it still beats very slowly in such a tense situation. Squatting in the trash can, listening to the sound outside, just now he relied on his sense of smell to sense the zombie approaching and escaped, and now squatting in the trash can, but because the sense of smell is too sensitive and sad. Listening to the staggering footsteps in the distance, he quietly poked his head out to look, once again confirmed that there were no zombies behind him, and crawled out slowly.

It's running fast all the way again, he doesn't dare to walk on the street with his chest held high and his head swaggering like he did more than a week ago, not to mention that there is no knife now, and he doesn't dare to have a knife. At that time, there were only a few scattered zombies on the streets, but now there are nearly 10 million zombies in the city, and wherever there is a sound of human activity, it will attract hundreds of zombies to gather. Even if he is given another riot car, he will be flooded by the tide of corpses every minute when he enters the city.

The speed after strengthening is still very fast, when approaching the supermarket, I heard the sound of procrastinating footsteps, gritted my teeth and jumped, put my hands on the horizontal frame of the billboard in front of the supermarket, and with a force of my arms, I turned over and rode up, which was almost three meters high from the ground. Carefully stood up and walked along the stand to the window on the second floor of the supermarket.

smashed the glass and climbed in, even if there were zombies underneath, there was no way, it was impossible to wait for someone to open it from the inside.

The city has been without power for a long time, and there is a smell of corruption in the supermarket, which should be something in the freezer. It was pitch black in the supermarket, but fortunately it was daytime, and with the sunlight shining in from the window, I quickly found the drink area. Picked up the water and poured two bottles first, then touched the daily miscellaneous area, found two large flashlights and turned them on, and shone around, he could confirm that no one had been here for a long time, and there were no footprints on the dust on the ground, which made him relax

I found a change of clothes, and brought a few buckets of water, which I couldn't take with me, and brought a large basin. So in the picture, a lewd beggar-like uncle stripped naked and entered the basin and began to take a bath......

The whole body was washed and translucent, he found a razor to shave off his beard, and saw that he had returned to the appearance of a handsome guy in the mirror, Zhao Xinghua was slightly proud. There was no weapon in the supermarket, so I brought a big back packed with water and food, a change of clothes, a long rope, and a boning knife with a package and inserted it on the back waist, and turned out an iron drill in the warehouse, more than half a meter long, 2.5 cm thick, about four or five catties, one end is a thin tip, and the other end is a flat head, which is an iron rod used by workers to pry things. This thing is not very sharp now, but it can barely be pierced, the weight is here, although the solid iron rod cannot be chopped, but it can be picked, smashed, and it is still very easy to smash the head of the zombie, mainly because it is not afraid of damage, it is strong and durable, and it is also inspired by the performance of the great monk in battle.

I put the iron chisel diagonally in my backpack, and I grabbed a slingshot in the sporting goods area, and grabbed a handful of glass beads in the toy area next to it, so that I could use it to hit other people's windows later. Passing by a large mirror, he looked at himself. Because the military uniform on his original body was in tatters, he took a new thick canvas blue and white worker's overalls from this supermarket, and the combat boots under his feet were also replaced by the kind of large suede shoes in the labor protection area, and the backpack on his body was also selected according to the principle of being able to fit and strong, which was not beautiful, plus the messy hair that had not been cut for a long time, and by the way, there was an iron drill inserted in the backpack, which was full of the dress of migrant workers who had just gotten off the train to find a job. After thinking about it for a while, I took the yellow safety helmet on the construction site and put it on. Now I look at myself in the mirror and am very satisfied.

Then, I found a corner, lay down and fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, I heard gunfire outside, and there was still an army in the city, could it be that the army was counterattacking? After listening carefully, the gunfire was sparse, and it seemed that someone was besieged. At this moment, Zhao Xinghua has regarded himself as a migrant worker, no longer a second lieutenant officer, let go of personal heroism, and the first thing is to live.

Zhao Xinghua adjusted for one night and slept for the most reassuring and steady sleep in the past two days. After waking up, my mind and body were back to my best, I brushed my teeth and washed my face, picked up a can, a carton of milk, and a ham sausage and sat on the windowsill and ate it, thinking about my next step.

You can't live here forever, other people will come here soon, there are supplies for human survival, like an oasis in the desert, no matter how far away, humans will always find it. When more people get together, there will be disputes over the distribution of resources, and zombies will gather more and more around because of the human life here, and it will be too late to run. And it's a dead land, and sooner or later the food will run out. What's more, in the central area of the city, before you run out of food, this place will also be broken by zombies, and the rolling doors and glass doors on the first floor can't stop the zombies from impacting, and one or two powerful evolutionary zombies will die, and death is certain.

"The sooner you go, the better." Thinking of this, there was a sound of picking the door lock downstairs. It's coming so fast!

Zhao Xinghua opened the door from the inside, startling the people outside the door. Two guns were immediately aimed at him, and Zhao Xinghua said with a smile: "Everyone, it's not business hours yet." It won't open until later. ”

The sudden scene of the crowd at the door was a little unprepared, completely different from the various plans they expected.

Among the survivors were two soldiers of the army, and the other six also wore Nansha base identification badges, and two of them were young girls. At this time, the situation of the people was similar to when he first arrived, the clothes were in tatters, and some people's shoes were lost.

Hearing Zhao Xinghua's words, the two soldiers with guns were at a loss, the end of the world had just happened, and the military regulations and regulations engraved in the brain for many years were still deeply rooted, and the consciousness of the legal order had not disappeared, which restrained their hands and feet, and they did not have the consciousness of surviving in the last days.

"Then let's take a drink first." Zhao Xinghua looked at the honest people and invited kindly.

When the crowd outside the door heard this, they immediately swarmed in. Zhao Xinghua poked his head out and looked, there were no zombies on the street, he should have been attracted by the gunfire last night. Now it's time to leave, and after thinking about it, I went upstairs again, and saw that several people were pouring water violently, and the bottles were thrown to the ground in such a short time. There are also people who open food packaging bags and pour them into their mouths to eat.

Zhao Xinghua took a look, these people were just busy eating, and he wouldn't pay attention to them for a while, so he spoke first: "Who is the one in charge among you?" ”

When everyone heard this, they paused to look at each other, they should have gathered together temporarily, and they had not yet known each other, and finally turned their eyes to the older warrior, who seemed to have some command ability in the escape.

Zhao Xinghua said to the old soldier: "That's the case, two days ago, someone from my hometown told me to go back on a blind date, so I'm leaving, and I want to redeem this supermarket." Originally, Lao Wang contacted him first yesterday, but today you arrived first, and if you need it, I will give it to you, so I won't wait. ”

Someone next to him immediately asked: "Redeem, redeem!" How much? I'm out! "Everyone thinks it's a fool.

"Give me this, won't you?" Zhao Xinghua pointed to the Type 95 rifle in the young soldier's hand.

"No way!"

"Good!" "Good!" "Yes"

Except for the young fighters, everyone else echoed it, and the older veteran did not speak.

"Then I'll give the store to someone else! When you're done, go away. ”

The soldier looked at the others, sighed and took off the gun, still hesitating, Zhao Xinghua snatched it over, picked up his backpack from the ground and walked towards the window, "Don't let anyone else in, save some food, the food here is enough for you to live for a month." ”

Before he could finish speaking, he stooped down and slipped through the window from which he had come.

A person looked at the military uniform that Zhao Xinghua took off when he came on the ground, and muttered: "It seems that this supermarket is not his." ”

Zhao Xinghua got out of the supermarket, glanced at the direction, and silently walked towards the west of the city. He began to feel nostalgic for the pre-apocalyptic world, and everything that had happened had been foreshadowed a month earlier, and he had made some preparations, but he still started from scratch again, returning to the starting point of the city center.

The story begins a month ago, when Zhao Xinghua was not the first captain of the Chinese gendarmerie special service team, a second lieutenant officer, but a former substitute member of the national fencing team.