The wind was whistling in his ears, and Wang Qiang was running with his life. The branches cut through his shirt, scratched his face, and fear grew like mad grass, tangled and spread in his heart.

It is a rich forest with many unknown secrets hidden in it. But now, there is little interest in learning about the unknown, because the unknown means the fear of what may come, and death.

In this forest full of unknowns, humans are only at the lower end of the food chain. Yes, Lao Zhao taught him the word food chain a few days ago. Wang Qiang has not yet had time to comprehend the extraordinary significance of the food chain, but Wang Qiang knows that the lower end is always the less dominant side. So Wang Qiang didn't have time to cover his scratched face, and his hands tightened the big cloth bag on his back.

In the cloth bag are some wild vegetables and fruits, the taste is generally not too good, but it is worth three fresh lives, just now, for this bag of food, the dog baby and the gang boy they all died.

Wang Qiang didn't know if he would become the fourth unlucky guy, but the instinct to live drove him to forget the horror he had just seen, and only by sacrificing his life and running could he get the belief of being alive in his breath.

It is not the first time that Wang Qiang has been chased in the forest, nor is it the first time that he has encountered a terrorist attack, but Wang Qiang can feel fear every time, and if he is not careful, his life will come to an abrupt end. The instinct to survive is the bitter medicine that drives human beings to live sadly and hard from the cataclysm, and in order to survive, even like rats, they will not hesitate. So Wang Qiang is alive and has lived until now.

Wang Qiang didn't dare to take a moment to look back, those things lingered like nightmares, disturbing him for many sleepless nights. One of those monsters, who had been his friend, was now chasing him with a mutilated and rotting body.

The wind is whistling, the woods are retreating, and the branches are whipping Wang Qiang, he is the mouse in the maze, I don't know if he will meet the cat in his fate at the next corner.

Suddenly, Wang Qiang's body twisted, let out a painful scream, and then the whole person fell out hard, and the vegetables and fruits in the cloth bag were scattered all over the ground. Wang Qiang hugged his legs and twitched painfully on the ground, like a dirt dog whipped by a leather whip. A severed wooden file injured Wang Qiang's footboard, and the blood trickled like an open spring. The sudden colic pain penetrated his heart, and Wang Qiang gradually regained his sense of action.

He took out a handful of sun-dried herb leaves from his trouser pocket and stuffed them into his mouth, crackling and chewing them, not caring about the bitter smell of the medicine. After chewing, Wang Qiang applied the spit ointment to the wound on the foot plate, which was a mixture of white spear, wormwood and cypress leaves, suitable for hemostasis and analgesia, all of which Wang Qiang learned from Lao Zhao.

Tearing off a piece of clothing on his body and tying a simple bandage on his feet, Wang Qiang picked up the melons, fruits, vegetables and vegetables scattered on the ground, and continued to limp forward.

There was a beastly howl behind him, which made people feel creepy.

Wang Qiang knows that those monsters have followed, and the blood they left behind is the favorite food of the monsters, it is said that these monsters can smell the smell of blood two kilometers away, so as to locate and track, these monsters have both perseverance and extraordinary perseverance, and will never give up easily if they do not chase their prey to the ends of the earth. Being targeted at this distance, it is generally difficult to have a chance to escape, yes, it is difficult.

However, Wang Qiang still won't give up, he dragged his injured leg, and tried his best to rush forward, while looking for the marks left by the exploration team to his teammates.

As an exploration team, it is often tasked with finding a way to survive for the settlement, and Wang Qiang is a member of the exploration team. According to the expedition plan, the expedition team will spread out and search the outskirts of the forest for enough food for everyone in the colony to spend the entire winter.

Each of the four team members will be divided into a group, each team will be responsible for an area, and they will be marked in a conspicuous place to determine the current status of the group's exploration.

After wandering around a large tree for about ten seconds, Wang Qiang found the mark of the previous exploration team. There are thousands of trees throughout the forest.

Finding the marker is not an easy task for an outsider, but for the members of the exploration team, it is like a matter of common sense.

Wang Qiang could be sure that this tree was the thickest tree in the vicinity at the moment, enough to be used as a marker coordinates, and based on experience, Wang Qiang would guess that there was possible information here.

Sure enough, in the middle of the trunk of the big tree, there are four symbols of different shapes, the first symbol similar to the "hook" represents all safety, the second circle means that this area has been collected, the third arrow symbol points to the direction of the exploration team, and the fourth symbol is more special, the three arrows focus on one direction, which is the mark of the convergence of the exploration team.

Wang Qiang glanced at the way he came and breathed hard, he could smell the slight rancid smell in the wind, this was the sound of the death knell, those monsters were already very close to him.

After a quarter of a second of thinking, Wang Qiang gave up the idea of going to the meeting place, because it would cost the settlement dearly, and it was not a choice he needed to make. He also gave up on pursuing the direction of the arrow, which would have cost him four lives in vain. He laid down his backpack under the tree, hoping that some of his teammates would discover the bloody harvest and repay the colony for nurturing him.

Wang Qiang took out a knife from his waist and changed the markings on the tree. Removing the "tick" that represents safety, marking a huge "×" symbol that means danger, he limps and flees in another unknown direction.

Wang Qiang is only 17 years old this year, he was born in the new era, and he was not lucky enough to experience the happiness of human domination of the world in the old era, nor did he suffer the tragic experience of the cataclysm 18 years ago. As a living person in the new era, Wang Qiang's life is like human history, gray and heavy.

Wang Qiang's biggest goal in life is to live and live better. So after resolutely making the decision to give up and return to the exploration team, Wang Qiang did not abandon the belief in living, while not bringing the disaster to others, Wang Qiang was determined to fight with his life, even if his life was about to end, what could stop him from pursuing the belief of living?

Wang Qiang was jogging in the woods, he had removed the bandages on his feet and thrown them to the other side of the road, and then put on new bandages to cover up the smell of blood on his body, hoping that the bloody bandages would buy him a little time to escape.

Wang Qiang did not expect to save his life in this way, but any attempt was to struggle for survival. He pondered that the dog baby had been attacked by rotting monsters while picking the fruits of the trees, and that those terrible things that had gone human form had a physique beyond that of humans themselves. Although they have changed from humans to monsters, they are more tenacious than human vitality, and if they can't hit a limited number of vital parts, these monsters will fight with them endlessly.

Judging from the number of cannibals that pounce on dog babies and gangzi, Wang Qiang is sure that there will be no less than ten.

Under normal circumstances, a strong adult with an iron weapon can kill one such monster, and if you encounter two, you can easily get injured when you go around. If they encounter three, ordinary people can only obediently die, and then be devoured by corpses.

And Wang Qiang clearly knew that his physical fitness was not up to the level of an adult, and it was unrealistic to deal with a monster with only a knife two fingers wide. Not to mention the number of more than ten.

Wang Qiang recalled Lao Zhao's memories of these monsters, and he knew that once he was scratched by these monsters, there was a more than ninety-nine percent chance of being infected with the virus, and only one percent of the time was likely to produce antibodies, thus embarking on the road of immunity.

Wang Qiang's poor knowledge is not enough to know what a virus is, but he intuitively understands that after being scratched by these monsters, it won't be long before he will be like these monsters, he will not know his friends around him, and become a killing machine, and his body will begin to rot, his skin will begin to fall off, and the muscles and organs on his body will gradually rot, nourishing maggots, his brain will be delirious, and he will eventually become a walking corpse. Even so, these monsters will not be able to be freed, and they will starve-hunt for fresh meat and blood to fill their festering abdomen, which no longer has a stomach.

These monsters will not die easily in a long time, Wang Qiang remembered that there was a cannibal zombie used for research in the lower city, and he was locked up for three years, and he did not get a little meat and blood, but he was just a little sluggish.

This monster is simply the natural enemy of mankind! From any point of view, Wang Qiang should be happy to cut himself off, so as not to be eaten by the living corpse. But Wang Qiang is not a person who gives up easily, let alone give up his life?

Wang Qiang broke off a wrist-thick tree beside him, sharpened the end of the trunk with a knife as he ran, and made a wooden spear with poor color. Wang Qiang didn't expect that he could use such a wooden spear to accomplish Rambo's feat, but with a wooden spear in his hand, he had a little confidence in his heart.

There was a hoarse roar behind him, and his voice was strange, not like a beast but more like a beast, which made people get goosebumps. Wang Qiang shuddered for a while, judging from the position of the voice, the monster that roared would not be more than five hundred meters away from him at most. If in a flat environment, it only takes half a minute for those monsters to run five hundred meters, and in this complex forest, thanks to the containment of various terrain and vegetation, Wang Qiang will have a little more time to escape, but that's all.

Without having time to think about it, Wang Qiang limped into the depths of the forest with a knife in one hand and a spear in the other.