Chapter Forty-Three: Nancheng (First Shift)
I don't know when the rain stopped.
The moonlight is bright, the surroundings are very quiet, in the middle of the highway, a car is parked at random, and what is the difference between the abandoned cars in the vicinity, humans may be able to distinguish between them, but zombies are not capable of this.
Occasionally, a breeze blows, and the discarded newspapers on the road float with the wind and drift far away before falling.
The sky is gradually brightening, the rain has passed, a very light rainbow hangs in the sky, it is difficult to see without looking carefully, such a beautiful scenery is only afraid that there are not many people who really see it, the living people are busy with the end of the world, and the dead people are already zombies when they come back to life.
The sun came out, the sunlight passed through the glass, the intensity was reduced a lot, but the heat was not much reduced, and it looked even more stuffy in the closed car.
Wu Zhen was woken up by the heat, after waking up all over the body sweat, seeing that the puppy was still sleeping very soundly, thinking that animals and people are really different, after turning on the air conditioner, it was suddenly much cooler, looking at the sky outside, and the rainbow on the horizon, the heat in my heart dropped a lot.
Suddenly remembering something, Wu Zhen stretched out his left hand, and a small silver radio was lying in the palm of his hand.
When he left, Han Wenjie gave this to him, for so long, he has been fighting and fighting, and he hasn't listened to the radio for a long time, I don't know if there will be any new discoveries.
The radio was turned on, and since there was no tune-in, it was still broadcast on the national emergency channel. As usual, it was a zizi sound, and after more than ten seconds, the sound suddenly disappeared, and it was extremely quiet, and Wu Zhen subconsciously sat up straight.
There was silence for a few seconds, and there was a very clear and heavy breathing sound coming from the radio, and there was no speech.
The man could be heard adjusting his breathing, trying to say something that might not have been good in a relatively calm and flat tone.
"Ahem! Hello everyone, I don't know if anyone is listening to the radio, I'm the host Yezi, okay! Actually, Ye Zi is dead, I am her cousin, and now broadcast an important news: we did not hold on, the Motherland, we did not hold on, all the soldiers died, the radio station fell, the institute fell, the base fell, but there are still survivors, yes, that's me, the only survivor. β
"Don't worry, I have water and food, I can live for a long time, motherland, you have to come on, the people, you have to come on."
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"The following is the singing session, yesterday a listener friend ordered a song, to give to people all over the country who are working hard to live, "Song of Pig Strong", the singer is also dead, only me, I sang it!"
"You are fat and strong, you are indeed a little fat, and you live a very open life. Your stomach eats like a big granary, and you can fill it with both good and bad things. You...... But when disaster suddenly falls from the sky, the miracle of life you create is called strength. Be strong like a pig and store more energy. Watch over the most beautiful dreams in a desperate situation, and you won't be afraid or panic......"
ββ¦β¦ Hey? A listener sent me a message back, he ordered a song, called "The Sea and the Sky", okay, I wrote it down, I will sing it tomorrow, and the following is the storytelling session. There was a little white rabbit whose favorite thing to do was to go for a walk in the forest, and one day ......"
Wu Zhen listened quietly to this a little naΓ―ve. The tender voice sang to herself, for some reason there was a feeling of wanting to cry, her face was a little itchy, and when she reached out and touched it, it turned out that the tears had already flowed down.
"Woooooooooo......oo All dead, all dead, are there any living people? Am I the last human on Earth? I don't want it! I...... I don't want to live alone. β
"Cousin, you have to be as strong as a pig." Wu Zhen muttered in a low voice and turned off the switch.
I don't know what happened to Han Wenjie? Did you get home? Isn't it already on the way to Wucheng?
Wu Zhen shook his head, his own matter had not been resolved, and he was worried about others.
Wake up, it's time to hit the road.
Wu Zhen was about to start the car, when he suddenly heard some sounds, turned his head to look through the rear window, several zombies were approaching, and all of them were red-eyed zombies.
The evolution of zombies is too fast, and when he encounters a few zombies that are all third-level zombies, Wu Zhen started the car and disappeared from the road with a roar.
Seven or eight zombies staggered across the road, their movements stiff and their bones creaking, and they spread far away in the quiet of the night, which looked quite strange.
A zombie inadvertently kicks a stone, the stone rolls, and the clicker rattls, and when you hear the sound of a car, you look up and see that the car is gone.
Xiangcheng South City.
On the wide highway, abandoned cars block the road, and as far as the eye can see, the length of the barrier is 100 meters, and at least three or four hundred cars are placed here in a disorderly manner.
After the screeching sound of brakes, a car is parked on this side of the barrier, and if you want to enter the city, you have to pass through here, the problem is, you can't get through.
The car door opened, and a big black man stood up first, his sharp and quiet eyes swept left and right, and he didn't find any danger, so he beckoned.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The other three doors all opened, and one by one a person came out of it.
One, two, three...... Heptad.
Click!
Han Wenjie opened the trunk, and two skinny children jumped out of it.
"A-Ning Ayu, are you okay?"
"Boss, we're fine." The two children shook their heads.
Ten people were squeezed into such a small car, you can imagine how painful it was, although it was unbearable, no one said anything, his eyes subconsciously looked at the big black man, the group could survive, and the boss who had been a prison guard made a great contribution.
"Boss, we can only abandon the car and go over, see if we can find a useful car on the other side, if not, we will walk, there must be all zombies in Xiangcheng, there are no living people, it is not good to drive in case the zombies are attracted."
"Fang Hua, you just said that there are no living people?"
Han Wenjie looked at him intently, his gaze calm, but Fang Hua felt that he was pressed by a mountain, and he was almost out of breath.
"No, no."
Fang Hua remembered that the purpose of everyone entering the city was to find Han Wenjie's mother, saying that it was too unlucky to have no living people, and waved his hand again and again.
"We flipped over and stayed vigilant, there might be zombies hiding in the car."
Han Wenjie put his hand under the driver's seat, hooked out a small sack, and said after resisting his shoulder.
Fang Hua glanced at the bag on Han Wenjie's back and swallowed his saliva unconsciously.
That little bag contained all the food rations left for the ten of them.
Han Wenjie walked in front, feeling inexplicably irritable, as if something was going to happen, and the lingering restlessness made him not pay attention to the road under his feet, and when he stepped over a car, he suddenly stepped on the air and fell down.
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School is almost starting soon, children's shoes......