As a municipality directly under the Central Government of the Celestial Empire, a national central city, an economic center of the Bohai Rim region, a national advanced manufacturing R&D base, a core area of northern international shipping, a demonstration area for financial innovation and operation, a pioneer area for reform and opening up, a research and development center for traditional Chinese medicine in China, and a marine instrument testing and evaluation center in the Asia-Pacific region, she is undoubtedly incomparably prosperous and vibrant.

Although she had never been to this megacity very close to Tangshan City before, Shang Rin still knew a little about her, even if she made up her mind not to see a little sister again, she would more or less indirectly learn about this huge city when she chose a school.

However, from the moment he stepped on the land of this city, even if he had been mentally prepared, Shang Rin was still a little surprised: if there are no survivors, even those birdmen are gone?

"All you need to do to make a horror movie here is to pull extras, this is completely a dead city." Shang Rafter walked up to a vending machine and kicked the machine hard, kicked out the Pepsi inside, took a sip, and sighed heartily at the movie poster above his head that was blowing in the north wind.

As for the little sister who said he was waiting for her...... When Shang Rin recalled the unpleasant memories of his childhood on the road, he was already very mentally prepared - under such an apocalypse, the lotus seed, who was just an ordinary college student, must have died. Although a little sad, Shang Rin is not the kind of person who will live in sadness forever, which should be regarded as the only benefit of being nervous and heartless, right?

In short, Shang Rafter did not look for an important person who would die with the unrealistic hope of being like the protagonist in many post-apocalyptic novels. Who made reality not fiction? He doesn't have the ability to manipulate zombies, Renzi isn't his girlfriend, and this apocalypse isn't a Resident Evil full of walking dead.

It's not cold-blooded, Shang Rafter is just calmer. Because if you become a zombie, you will at least have the appearance of being alive, but if you are turned into ashes by angels or eaten by demons and become a piece of excrement on the side of the road...... How is this possible?!

"Admiral, what's wrong with you? Is Coke expired? Bismarck, who noticed that his admiral's face was not very good, asked with concern.

"No, it's just a little weird." As he spoke, Shang Rafter drank all the cans of Pepsi Cola in his hand in one go, as if he wanted to wash away the sadness in his heart with the cold carbonated drink.

"Ahem! Drink all a can of Coke in one gulp on a cold day...... It's incredibly sour! Wiping the dark brown cola liquid from the corner of his mouth, Shang Rafter frowned with a stomachache.

"Are you stupid?" Little Lori Meng Meng looked at Shang Rafter's stupid behavior and asked Mengmeng. Even a child like her knew that she couldn't drink cold drinks on such a cold day, let alone drink a can of carbonated drinks in one go.

Cai Wenjie touched Little Lori's little head, and explained in a tone like seniors guiding juniors: "Mengmeng, you are still young and don't understand." General, this is called borrowing wine to dispel sorrow and sorrow. You'll find out later. ”

"But Brother Shang Rafter is not drinking wine, but Coke." Obviously, little Lori scoffed at Cai Wenjie's statement, pointing to the squirming in her stomach and the squished can in someone's hand with a pale face.

"Uh...... Isn't it normal for the ancients to replace wine with tea, and now there is cola instead of wine? Cai Wenjie pondered for a second, wittily remembering the common practice that people often used when facing banquets after increasing the punishment for drunk driving.

However, the smart and clever little Lori obviously thought of it, so Meng Meng asked again: "However, Brother Shang Rafter is not an old driver, so he doesn't want to drive." ”

"Uh......" Cai Wenjie was asked, and he could only helplessly ask for help from the party who had been watching and discussing: "Boss! Save your little brother! Explain to Mengmeng why you are worried about why you abuse your stomach?! ”

"Huh?! Is my expression so obvious? Shang Rafter, who was rubbing his stomach and warming his stomach by fantasies, was a little surprised.

"You're almost scared on your face, nine out of ten people can see it, and you can't tell that it's blind." Cai Wenjie pursed the corners of his mouth in pain.

"Okay." Shang Rafter touched his chin, "Want to know?" ”

Except for the three no-sisters, everyone nodded in unison, including the seven special forces.

Sure enough, is gossip the driving force behind human progress?! What about the ruthless killing machine that was said to be good?! Give me back the special forces I remembered!

Although he complained in his heart, Shang Rafter still briefly said the reason for his worries, "First, everyone knows what happened in this city, in short, it's not a good thing." Second, I have a younger sister who is a childhood sweetheart studying in college in this city. That's the basic picture. ”

The seven special forces and the expressionless silence on his face: "......"

Meng Meng Little Lori: "Brother Shang Rafter, it's not a sin for a man to cry!" ”

Bismarck: "Admiral, I have tissues here. ”

Fantasy: "Admiral, can my original fat times make you feel better?" ”

Cai Wenjie: "The deceased is gone, the living are like this, and the mourning is smooth." Incidentally...... Love sister? ”

"Enough of you!" Shang Rafter roared with laughter, and then turned to Bismarck: "Cat, as a senior, you should learn from your juniors, and see how generous other people's utopian sauces are." ”

As he spoke, Shang Rafter looked at the fantasy again: "Fantasy sauce!" When I go back, please be sure to soothe my pure wounded soul with the original fat time! ”

Fantasy stuck out his little tongue embarrassedly: "People suddenly remembered, fantasy doesn't seem to wear fat, Lord Admiral, I'm sorry......"

The rafter looked at the dead reservoir water made of the French tricolor...... Dead reservoir water ...... Dead reservoir water ......

"Woooooooooo......oo Cat, I am deeply slandered by the malice of this world, so be sure to comfort my broken heart with the original fat taste of your black lace! Shang Rafter hugged Bismarck's slender thighs and cried. The sadness of the voice is so sad that it sounds sad to listen to, and the listener is in tears. That is, of course, if you ignore the hentai.

"......" Qi Mei was silent and took a step back.

"Oh, it's disgusting." Meng Meng's little Lori pulled the corner of the clothes of a special soldier next to her and pointed to the business rafters who were hugging Bismarck's thighs and didn't let go, and kept rubbing their faces against black stockings: "Uncle policeman, this is the person!" ”

He Hanxue, who was eager to take out a pistol, asked the squad leader with a black line: "Are we going to arrest him?" ”

"No, the arrest of Hentai or anything is the business of the public security department, and it is not our responsibility. And it's a family affair ......," the team leader pressed down seriously, and was ready to rush forward with his crush.

Cai Wenjie shouted: "Boss! There's something good to share! Don't forget to get me a copy too! ”

Bismarck, Utopia, and Shang Rafter said in unison: "Get out!" ”

"I don't want it! Miss Bismarck, you don't need to light your weapon! Cai Wenjie, who just wanted to continue to join in the fun, saw that Bismarck, whose face was flushed and extremely shy, instantly sank like ice, and unfolded his ship's outfit and aimed it at his side with a big tube of 380, and suddenly his vest was cold and his scalp was numb.

"Lie down!" Bismarck shouted at Cai Wenjie. didn't care if the other party was already lying down, and in the next second, a twin 380mm naval gun behind the girl let out a deafening roar.

"Ding!" The sound of metal clashes is heard.

"it!" Cai Wenjie, who was lying on the ground in a five-body throwing position, glanced back, only to see a black long sword stabbed at the back of his heart and was smashed into pieces by an armor-piercing warhead.