The vague consciousness gradually woke up, Heling opened his eyes slightly, the cold wind of the South Pole blew his whole body stiff, he turned his head slightly, and found himself lying in an igloo, the bonfire burning outside. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Hering snorted and sat up with his body propped up, starving from the long hours of strenuous activity and mental tension.

"Where is this?" Herring said to himself, the black armor has no thermal insulation effect on the Antarctic ice sheet, and the long run just now made his bones sore all over his body, and there were several frostbite on his body.

"This is a refugee camp." A hoarse voice came from behind Herling, and when he looked back, an uncle was cutting something with a knife, "I don't know why a zombie swarm suddenly appeared on the South Pole and attacked the station outside the city. ”

"Are the refugees okay?" Herring asked.

"How can it be good, it's good to be alive, there are many refugee camps in Antarctica, the camp has no tall walls, there is no so-called overrun protection, and when the zombies come, this place is almost in a disaster."

The uncle was wearing a thick down jacket, looking very clumsy, his nose was red, his face was pockmarked, like a Russian, "Child, you are lucky, I pulled you back before I died." ”

"Thank you." Herring said politely.

The Russian uncle sighed and said in a low voice: "The cities in Antarctica are safe and sound, the zombies can't get in, we refugees can suffer, there is no pass and identity authentication, we can only survive in this harsh environment, they all say that human beings are equal, everything is fucking fart." ”

The uncle scolded, very rudely, he helped Heling up, handed him a piece of toasted bread, and said, "Eat less, we don't have much food, and we will have to pay a heavy price to get it when the time comes." ”

"Thank you." Herring thanked him again, he cheered up, and looked at his surroundings, the igloo was very simple, except for some necessities of daily life, there was nothing at all.

The campfire outside is lit with seal grease to keep the wind out and slow down the cold temperatures in the igloo.

"What about my companions?" Herring asked in a low voice.

"Those little hairy kids, you say? They all fell asleep in the other igloos, you seem to be exhausted, God knows what you suffered, and I don't want to ask more, after all, no one is having a good time. The Russian uncle smoked a dry cigarette and walked to the campfire.

Herring shook his head vigorously to relieve the pain in his head, and he walked out of the igloo, the wind outside was about to overturn him, he hunched his waist and walked slowly to the campfire, where there were many people, and he was going to ask about the situation.

Many refugees in tattered clothes were roasting the fire, their faces were covered with chilblains, eating these humble foods, chatting together, and they seemed to have long adapted to the cold and strong winds of Antarctica, but the atmosphere was very depressing.

"Oh, lad, you're well dressed." A fat Russian woman looked at him and said.

"Thank you."

"You're out of bounds?" The woman asked.

"Sort of." Hering Road.

"How much we hope that there are overrunners to protect us, can you fight ten of them?" The fat Russian woman smiled and was very arrogant, she broke off a piece of her food and handed it to Hering, who devoured it.

"Eat more, eat more to keep warm from the cold." The Russian fat aunt has gentle eyes, which reminds Herring of her mother.

"Thank you." Herring replied.

"It's okay child, you seem to be suffering more than us, and you have to suffer so many things at such a young age, hey, it's all man's own sin." The fat aunt sighed.

Herring looked at these people, most of them Russians, dressed in rags, but very spirited, a fierce people, even in the harsh Antarctic, they could not defeat them.

There are a lot of overrunners rookies around the campfire, and it seems that they are on the same road as Herring, and Hering has no intention of befriending them, to be honest, in the current situation, encountering garbage teammates will only push him into the abyss.

"By the way, what's your name, kid?" The fat aunt asked gently, just like looking at her own child.

"Herring."

"Herring, is it? What a name, my child's name is Sham, and like you, he is very handsome, and you remind me of my child. The fat aunt said.

"Where is your child now?" Hering asked subconsciously.

"If there is a God, He is in heaven right now." There was a little loss in the aunt's eyes.

"I'm sorry." Herring hurriedly apologized.

"It's okay kid, if you want to live here, you're welcome, just like them." The fat aunt pointed to the children gobbling up by the campfire.

Most of those children had just become overrunners, and they were attacked by zombies as soon as they entered the dormitory, but fortunately they survived, and these children didn't have the courage to fight anyway, so they chose to stay here.

People are social animals, and in a crowded place, they will make themselves feel safe, but Herring likes to be alone, and he doesn't plan to stay here, the key is that Yelena's whereabouts are not known yet.

"No, I still have a mission." Herring replied softly.

"It's okay, kid, we support you, you have to be responsible for your own future, when the time comes, don't forget us." The fat aunt and the Russian uncle looked at each other and smiled, very kindly, but their eyes showed vicissitudes and desolation.

"By the way, your name is Herring?" The Russian uncle suddenly seemed to want to get up, patted his head, and said eagerly.

"Yes, uncle." Herring replied softly, his watch ticking again, and when he looked down, he saw a few red dots moving slowly in the distance.

Herring frowned, and her whole body began to tense.

"There is a girl who is seriously injured and looks like she can't survive, she has been shouting this name in a coma, who should I be, it turned out to be you, you go quickly, you must be very important to her." Uncle Russia urged. "It's in the big igloo ahead."

"Thank you!" Herring raised his eyebrows, immediately cheered up, turned around and ran towards the big igloo.

It must be Elena, Herring thought to herself, and she couldn't help but quicken her pace and quickly ran into the igloo.

There was nothing in the igloo, only some rudimentary mats, on which lay all kinds of wounded, and a girl in black armor was covered in blood, her face was covered in scars, and she was moaning in pain.

Herring's nose was sour and he ran over.

"Herring...... Herring......"

This was Yelena, who was extremely weak at this time, her left arm seemed to be disjointed, and her body was extremely uncoordinated, her whole body was covered in blood, and her face was covered in bruises and scars.

She was grunting, her mind in a free state.

"I'm here, Lian, don't be afraid, I'm here." Herring's eyes were moist and full of distress, and he squeezed Yelena's hand tightly, not knowing what to do for a moment.

"Little Spirit..... It's really you. When Elena heard his voice, she seemed to be awake a little, and she tried to open her eyes, and when she saw Herring, tears were snatched directly from her eyes.

"Xiaoling, don't leave me." Elena said weakly.

"I'm not leaving you, I won't." Hering was in a hurry, if it dragged on like this, Yelena's body would collapse.

He Ling used his mind to wake up Mina, who was in a dormant state, and Mina's voice came: "Xiaoling, I'm very sorry, I can't do calculations in a cold place, so I'm dormant just now, this is to ensure the normal operation of the system, Xiaoling, are you in any danger?" ”

"Not me." Hering's voice trembled a little, "You, can you heal your wounds?" Yelena is seriously injured now, there is no doctor here, and if it drags on, I am afraid it will be life-threatening. ”

"What? I'm sorry to hear this, but I can help her, Xiaoling, don't worry, even if I break down, I'll keep Yelena safe. Mina's voice was unmistakable, and if it weren't for the fact that the system didn't work properly in the extreme cold, she would have been providing support and guidance to Herring.

"Thank you." Herring breathed a sigh of relief, only to see the diamond ring slowly glow, a stereoscopic projection appeared in front of him, Mina's graceful body hurriedly walked to Yelena's side, put her hand on her chest, and began to check the injury.

"There's a zombie raid! All on alert! A panicked voice came, hearing this, Heling's body trembled, just now he knew that the zombies were coming, but as soon as he heard Yelena's whereabouts, he actually forgot about it!

Mistakes, mistakes! Herring's face was full of pain, if he had told the refugees the news of the arrival of the zombies, this would not have happened now.

"Xiao Ling, you go and guard the igloo, I need time for sonic therapy!" Mina urged anxiously.

"Okay." He Lingleng paused for a moment, then cheered up, clenched his fists, and stood at the door of the igloo.