Section 246 Suicide
Liu Tianming did not stop Wang Yangfeng's revenge.
This is a very bad thing. No one will treat someone they can't trust as a teammate. Even if Li Jianwei wants to improve the injection order of immune drugs, he can take other ways. He just killed Chen Zhuo, and it was in front of everyone's eyes.
Wang Yangfeng fell into madness.
She's looking horrible. His hair was scattered, and there was no sparkle of reason in his eyes. Snot and tears hung on the face, dripping constantly. She clamped Li Jianwei with her strong legs, and picked up the scissors desperately to greet Li Jianwei. A broken tongue lay on the ground, the sharp tip of the scissors plunged into the eye socket, stabbing the eyeball, and the viscous liquid mixed with blood flowed out. When the scissors were pulled out, they even brought out a sticky white substance.
It was a cracked eyeball.
Crazy women don't pay attention to anything at all.
Li Jianwei was no longer able to make a sound. There was a big hole in his stomach, and Wang Yangfeng roared, trying hard to pull the edge of the scissors upwards until he reached his chest. The intestines flowed out, and the soft liver was stepped on by Wang Yangfeng, crushing into black pieces on the surface of the hard and rough stones.
Liu Fengping wanted to go over to dissuade her, Yang Qingguo took her hand, shook her head, and the two of them turned around and walked slowly in the direction of the front of the car.
Cao Xinneng stood there, the muscles on his face twitching. Suddenly, he couldn't control his emotions anymore, and threw away the steel bar in his hand, sat on the ground, and cried desperately.
Liao Qiu turned around silently, unwilling to continue watching.
"I'm going to dig out your heart and liver to see if it's black!"
Wang Yangfeng roared wildly, tore Li Jianwei's body with extremely exaggerated movements, took out his heart with his right hand, stood up, and threw it into the distance.
On the ground, only Li Jianwei's body was left without breathing.
Wang Yangfeng kept crying.
She slowly walked to Chen Zhuo's corpse with a broken neck, knelt down heavily, lowered her head, and beat the deceased with her fists as it gradually became cold. Crying, muttering words that only she could understand.
Liu Tianming turned around and walked towards his off-road vehicle. He pulled the car door, took out a box of cigarettes from the trunk, tore it, lit it, stood in front of the car, and smoked slowly.
Liao Qiu followed, looked sideways at Wang Yangfeng, who looked at the tail of the convoy like a madman, and was very worried: "Boss, you don't go over to persuade you." Sister Wang should be calm and calm, her appearance makes people feel unbearable. β
Liu Tianming exhaled a puff of smoke and said lightly: "Let her go!" β
Liao Qiu turned around and asked suspiciously, "Boss, why do you say that?" β
"No one can help her. We've done what needs to be done. β
Liu Tianming was so calm that it was terrifying: "Whether it's Chen Zhuo or Li Jianwei, since the matter has happened, it must be resolved." I'm not against killing, but definitely not like a madman. Li Jianwei must pay the price for what he has done, and it is natural for Wang Yangfeng to want revenge. If she can't calm down, I'm afraid she will only be like this in the future. Even if you persuade her to calm down now, it won't last long. β
As he was talking, he suddenly heard Cao Xineng let out an extremely terrible scream.
"Sister Yangfeng, you can't do this...... It can't be like this! Why can't you think so, you're not worth it...... It's not worth it! β
Liu Tianming's body trembled slightly, and he stood in place without moving.
Liao Qiu ran wildly towards the rear of the car at the fastest speed. When he ran there to take a look, he found that Wang Yangfeng's whole body was lying in a pool of blood, with a pair of scissors stuck in his throat, and the brilliance in his eyes was rapidly fading.
Liu Tianming lowered his head, and his eyes flashed with a dangerous light. He took a long puff of his cigarette and held his breath, letting the smoke swirl around his lungs for a long time before he spat it out with unspeakable disgust and anger.
When he stood at the back of the car, he noticed that Wang Yangfeng's state was wrong.
The woman wanted to kill herself.
It can be seen that she likes Chen Zhuo very much.
No, it should be deeply loved.
Where has the relationship between the two people go? Liu Tianming didn't know, and he didn't want to know.
People are dead, and there is no point in inquiring into these things.
The world is full of death and cruelty.
If you want to survive, you can't rely on anyone.
Chen Zhuo is probably Wang Yangfeng's only spiritual support. He died, and Wang Yangfeng couldn't live alone.
It's still the same sentenceββββ I can't be persuaded to do so.
That's actually a good thing. It is impossible for a person with weak mental strength like Wang Yangfeng to follow the team all the way. It's good to be dead, save the waste of immunity elixirs.
It's not that Liu Tianming is cruel by nature, but that he has to be responsible for himself and other team members.
If Wang Yangfeng can survive, of course Liu Tianming will continue to accept her.
Unfortunately, she chose to commit suicide.
There is no shortage of dead people in this world.
All I need is strong and brave warriors.
Lift your finger and the cigarette butt falls to the ground. Liu Tianming silently stared at the reddish light, raised his foot, and crushed it.
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Blood and corpses attract hordes of living corpses. After simply collecting the supplies and burying the dead on the spot, Liu Tianming assigned a task, assigned a person, drove a military truck in the best condition to join the convoy, and continued to drive forward about five kilometers along the dirt road, stopping next to a deserted hillside.
There is a river on the side of the road, and a few trees.
People cut down trees, chopped them into firewood, and set up camp on the spot.
It was getting dark and the temperature was getting colder.
The aroma of the meal dispelled the melancholy and sadness, and everyone tried to force themselves to forget what had happened before. They gathered in front of the fire, eating their own meals, talking in low voices, and occasionally smiling faintly, but the atmosphere was not as lively as yesterday.
Gu Kegang was wearing a thick military coat and sat side by side with Liu Tianming on the side of the fire. He cautiously turned his head to look at the wound on his shoulder and saw that the bleeding had stopped and was no longer in such pain.
Liu Tianming broke off a branch, threw it into the fire, and said calmly: "You haven't turned into a living corpse yet, and it is estimated that you will not change in the future." As I said, today is your lucky day. β
Gu Kegang turned his head and looked at Liu Tianming with a surprised gaze: "Why is this happening?" β
He remembered it very well: many people, people he knew, began to mutate after being bitten by walking corpses. No matter what method is used, even if the bitten hands, feet, and limbs are severed, the virus infection cannot be avoided.
"I'm not like everyone else."
Liu Tianming looked at the "crackling" burning flames, and he couldn't see the slightest change in emotion on his face: "Seriously, I'm not sure I can save you." I just thought I should try it, but I didn't think it would work. β
He didn't lie.
There are no more immunization agents.
Gu Kegang's performance made Liu Tianming identify with him. He wants to save the man, but things are trickyββββ if he wants not to be infected by the virus, the only known way is to inject immunity drugs.
In his last words, Song Jiahao noted the location of the potions placed in Xichang City.
However, Gu Kegang obviously couldn't wait until that time.
He has a few hours left at most.
Liu Tianming suddenly had a thought that he had never had beforeββββ since the immune medicine must be used with his own blood to have an effect. Does that mean that your own blood can be used as a potion? At the very least, should it be part of the immunotherapy agent?
Just like a cold and inflammation, the doctor prescribes amoxicillin capsules and banlang root powder at the same time. The former has an effect on bacteria that cause inflammation, and the latter has a symptomatic effect. There is no conflict between the two drugs, and even if they are taken at the same time, there will be no chemical reaction to form toxins. Therefore, it doesn't matter which medicine you take first. Because your sick body needs them.
Of course, Liu Tianming remembered what happened to Zheng Xiaoyue. She was infected by her own sperm with mutated cells, and if she hadn't gotten the first immunity pill from Song Jiahao, Zheng Xiaoyue would have become a monster of the same type as Chen Po by now.
Oh, yes! Whether it is herself or Chen Po, in the early stage of viral infection, the physiological symptoms are manifested as liking to eat sugar.
Po Chen's condition is more serious, she likes to eat meat.
Whether you eat sugar or meat, it is better than being directly occupied by the virus, losing your mind, and becoming a man-eating monster.
As long as he injected his own blood, Gu Kegang could get at least a week's time.
It's not too long since the outbreak began, a few months. Candy can be found in many places, and there are plenty of bags of red and white sugar scattered in supermarkets. Of course, this is the best-case scenario. If Gu Kegang's food standards are deviated and he doesn't like to eat sugar, but likes to eat meat, then Liu Tianming can only regret to clear it.
"You're not like everyone else."
Suddenly, Gu Kegang, who was staring at the fire, said: "I have seen many refugees, you and them...... There really is a big difference. β
Liu Tianming turned around: "What do you mean?" β
Gu Kegang smiled and didn't answer.
He tilted his head back and leaned against the soft lining behind him made of leaves and weeds, lost in thought.
As a soldier, especially as an officer at the level of "lieutenant colonel", Gu Kegang has experienced much more than ordinary people.
Go back a few months ago, when the virus began to break out.
Red is the most vivid color in Kunming at the moment.
Its source is blood that flows on the ground, splatters on the walls, and fills the air.
It was human blood.
Suddenly there was a chaotic noise from the street corner in the distance, and soon the hard asphalt pavement also vibrated violently. The screams before dying mixed with hysterical venting, quickly spreading from far and near.
Thousands of civilians cried and fled in the streets, and countless shoe soles trampled through the wide roads, splashing up a thick layer of dust that quickly filled the air. Although the fine streaks of rain could suppress the dust back to the ground, the trampling of thousands of legs and feet still formed a faint mist above the heads of the fugitives. To find this site, please search for "6 Mao" or enter the URL:.