The convoy of Marauders that had been countered had apparently slowed down, but they seemed to be enraged, and the two motorcycles suddenly picked up speed and diverged in an attempt to flank our SUV.

"You've them off!"

I ignored Long Hao's complaints, and after sitting down again, I carefully observed the road ahead, hoping to find some way out of danger. To my surprise, the crowded back row did not lose control as I thought, the girls were strong enough to control their restless emotions, Huang Weizheng solemnly observed the street scene passing by the window, trying to find a way out like me, and Long Hao complained verbally but still kept an eye on the back of the car and did not forget to remind us of the whereabouts of the motorcycle.

"We threw that pickup truck off!" Long Hao suddenly exclaimed excitedly, "But those two motorcycles are still behind us!" ”

I fired two more shots in the back, though even I knew that my gun-breaking skills would not pose any threat to them. Our SUVs were desperately shuttling through the deserted roads, street signs and abandoned vehicles flying by on both sides, rushing by, the cold wind swishing past our faces, and the intermittent sound of gunfire mixed with the raging wind, and gradually we also got used to this sense of crisis. Wei Liqin's driving skills are not bad, from time to time using obstacles parked on the road to affect in vain attempts to trap our motorcycles, all kinds of crashed roadblocks and abandoned objects splashed around, making the two motorcycles not easy to approach.

We scurried down the road with no definite direction, and the marauders continued to chase after us, and as we swerved into a narrower lane, the dark green pickup truck suddenly burst out of the alley and crossed in front of us.

"Be careful!" I shouted, my hands instinctively in front of me.

At the last moment, the quick-eyed Wei Liqin turned his hand and quickly returned to the steering wheel, and our SUV passed by the rear of the Marauder's pickup. The sharp metal scraping sound scared the girls in the car to scream, fortunately, we were not in danger, Wei Liqin usually did things so-so but his attainments in car skills were good, and after successfully breaking the blockade of the other party, the SUV regained its direction and continued to run forward.

"Turn right at the intersection ahead!" Just as he was about to enter another intersection where all sides were relatively smooth, Huang Weizheng, who had been silent, suddenly shouted, "Quick! ”

Receiving this information, Wei Liqin instinctively turned the steering wheel, and our car made a big tire mark on the empty intersection like in a Hollywood movie car chase scene, and after a shrill hiss and crazy shaking, we successfully turned into the right lane.

"Why ......"

"If we go straight we will enter the main road, which must be blocked there."

Before I could ask a question, Huang Weizheng pointed to the big street sign behind him and replied. He was right, we had heard of a large convoy leaving the city after the situation got out of control, and the main road we almost drove into was the only way to get in and out of the city, which must have become a graveyard for cars and refugees, and we almost became new members there.

Just as Huang Weizheng was explaining, a violent explosion came from behind us. When I looked back, I saw a motorcycle crashing into a building on the corner of the street, and the battered motorcycle had been blown to pieces in the bright light of the fire. Another motorcycle, followed by a pickup, also gave up the pursuit, stopping there as if to rescue their partner. Seeing this scene, we were naturally overjoyed and cheered and disappeared at the end of the road.

Before we could finish celebrating our victory, our laughter was interrupted by an abrupt alarm chime. I turned off the alarm clock on my watch, calmed down and said, "It's time, it looks like I'm going to have to find a place to stay." ”

"It's in that convenient hotel." Chen Mo stepped forward and pointed to a seven-story convenience hotel in front of us on the left, and everyone nodded in agreement with her decision.

The real challenge is at night compared to the daytime marauders, because some creatures that rarely see during the day prefer to travel at night, and at night there is not only a threat from humans.

After parking at the exit of the back door of the hotel, we walked into this small seven-story building that was peaceful in the sunset. After smashing open the glass door of the hotel with the butt of my rifle, I entered the hotel first with an assault rifle, and the military Type 95 assault rifle came with an external flashlight that was strong enough to illuminate the situation around me, which provided me with a lot of convenience, so I often became the first person to enter unknown safe areas.

The lobby of the hotel is quite spacious, the dim light penetrates into the hall through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, the first thing I need to confirm after entering the door is whether the service desk next to the door is safe, often in this place there is something hidden we don't want to see the guy, but this time it is more lucky, the work of the front desk is nothing abnormal except for messy documents. I continued to walk deeper into the hall, while waving to my friends behind me to signal safety, and after repeated trials related to life and safety, we gradually had our own codes, mutual cooperation tended to be tacit, and some actions became regular and effective. We didn't bring much luggage with us, except for dinner and weapons, some personal belongings, everything else was hidden in the SUV. This is done so that we can always pack up and leave, and it is our common agreement not to stay in one place for two days, which is both a necessity and a means to ensure safety when we return to our hometown.

After making sure that everything was safe, I grabbed a few keys from a second-floor room in a drawer at the front desk and walked carefully down the stairs with the others. Huang Weizheng and Long Hao walked behind me, they held their weapons tightly and watched the movement in front of them, while the hairy Wei Liqin walked at the back of the team, and the power of the Type 92 police pistol in his hand was not small, just holding it in his hand, it was a little awkward to look at. The girls were in the middle of our ranks, they didn't have any weapons to defend themselves, they just carried our dinner and a bag of medicine to lighten the boys' burden. We are understandably cautious, we have had an accident in the house where we are staying, and we have all become frightened birds.

The floor of the guest room floor is covered with a maroon floor, so you won't make much noise when you step on it. I asked Long Hao to twist off the lampshades of a few corridor lamps, break them and sprinkle them on the roads that must be passed through several aisle exits, so as to play an early warning role. Today may be our lucky day, the first room we opened happened to be a clean double room, with no rotting corpses, no dirty blood, and no horrible creatures. The tidy room made people feel a lot more relaxed, and everyone unloaded their luggage and collapsed on the soft carpet exhausted. Wei Liqin, who was the last to enter the door, locked the door and sat down beside me with tired steps, and the tense atmosphere disappeared.

This is a traditional layout of the guest room, two white Simmons beds occupy most of the room, the bedside table is also neatly placed on the room instructions and other boring document advertisements, it stands to reason that the power supply in the room should not be cut off, after plugging in the room card, immediately hear the sound of air conditioning and exhaust fan running, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I still turned off these equipment that will make too much noise, as for the bedside lamp is only adjusted to the same brightness as candlelight. The big color TV in the center of the room isn't much use for us right now, but if we had been fighting over the remote control before this damn outbreak of the pandemic, we'd probably all be fighting over the remote control to switch to our favorite channel. Compared with the past, everyone was silent at this time, quietly watching the remnant sun in the sky dim a little. I looked at the electronic watch on my left, and it was already half past six......

The lights on the distant streets are also lit up little by little, the evening sunset dyes the desolate streets red, the barren city is silent, and the sound of the wind is like a bleak violin tragedy lonely and long. Between the light and shadow, a little black shadow swayed through the streets, and it was the creature we didn't want to see. More than a year after the crisis, the power of human civilization is declining little by little, but there are still some traces of civilization left in life, such as electricity is one of the most useful civilization forces. At first, we didn't think so, but it wasn't until later that we realized that the city would still be lit up at night. Looking at the street lamps on both sides of the city streets at night and those colorful red lights, sometimes we unconsciously mistakenly think that nothing has happened, everything is just my own fantasy, but the darkness and fear will drag us back to reality. The reason why the city's power supply system continues to function is not clear to us students, perhaps because it is controlled by computer systems at regular intervals. However, it seems that the days are running out of time to continue to enjoy the convenience of electricity, and in recent days some neighborhoods have gradually lost their power supply, and I guess it is due to the unmanaged and overloaded power supply equipment.

"Alright, let's see what's available." Huang Weizheng also saw the strange black shadows on the street that were slowly increasing, and he was the first to stand up again. He walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window and closed the heavy khaki curtains, rummaged through the plastic bag for a while, and handed me a pack of beef jerky, "Now, what you want to eat." ”

I smiled, took the beef jerky, shifted to the dim bedside lamp, sighed, and pulled a worn-out brochure from my backpack as I unpacked it with my back against the head of the bed. After my eyes swept over the five big words "Young Volunteers", I looked up at my friends around me, the girls who loved beauty were crowded in front of the dresser the size of a desk, taking care of their hair in the mirror, Long Hao and Wei Liqin, who had selected two cans of fruit and a large bag of potato chips, sat on the ground, talking and laughing about the thrilling street chase just now, Huang Weizheng, who had chosen a box of egg yolk pie, re-sunk into the fabric sofa next to the floor lamp and stared at the quiet light to enjoy his dinner, everyone was taking advantage of this short time to rest, I didn't bother to bother, so I continued to look down at the manual in my hand.

It was a folded booklet printed on plastic paper, already covered in folds and sludge, with encouraging slogans and tips, as well as some notes that I had taken later. Now it seems that everything has become so ridiculous, and it is precisely with it that we joined this volunteer activity in the first place, and no one thought that this was the farewell gift left by our civilization. After that terrible catastrophe swept through our civilization, my friends and I embarked on a long road to survival. During this period of apocalyptic life, we experienced many things that seemed impossible in the past, and of course we grew from the ordinary high school at that time.

Four years ago, there was an all-too-ordinary outbreak of influenza around the world. Like most flu, the outbreak was quickly brought under control after vaccine research was conducted. A few months later, the government announced that the condition had been cured radically and that life was as peaceful as ever. At the turn of summer and autumn last year, a few of our high school friends joined a volunteer activity to visit children recovering from the epidemic area, so we traveled westward from Nanning, the capital of Guangxi, to Baise to participate in volunteer activities along the way. At that time, Yunnan, not far from Baise, was one of the hardest hit areas by the outbreak of influenza, but the disease had been resolved at that time, so naturally there was no hard-hit area to speak of.

Our parents weren't particularly supportive of our volunteer activities at first, but they did choose to compromise. Ironically, the day after we arrived in Bose, the unexpected accident that the parents feared happened. Since that day, major TV channels have been broadcasting news of the recurrence of the flu. The flu virus suddenly mutated under unknown circumstances, and the number of infected people across the country soared to tens of thousands in a single day, and the government announced the suspension of all public activities across the country, and our volunteer journey came to an end.

Just one day before we were about to return to Nanning, an emergency notice from the government was announced in the news, and our country, like many countries around the world, entered a state of emergency. In the eyes of us young people, the word "state of emergency" only appears in movies, and adults seem to realize the seriousness of the problem. Parents started calling incessantly to ask about our safety, and the teacher who led the group was busy like a headless fly. Because many roads had been blocked, it took several twists and turns for the teachers to get through the relationship and let us leave for Nanning under the escort of the police.

The students didn't quite understand the concerns of the adults, and a large number of police cars and ambulances along the way were walking in the opposite direction from us, and it looked like they were going to Yunnan to provide support, and some students who were familiar with current affairs told us that they should be the convoys of the National Center for Disease Control. A little while later, a large number of helicopters flew over our heads, and several groups of military trucks passed us. The students gradually felt uneasy, and some began to worry about the safety of their families, but it was only then that we realized that our mobile phones could no longer receive any signal.

This is a flu epidemic unlike any other in the past, please try not to go out and lock your doors and windows at home. The information we currently have is that, according to the Centers for Disease Control, it is currently determined that the virus that causes the flu may mutate, causing a recurrence of the disease in recovered patients, and the patients will fall into coma or even die after the onset of the disease. Clinical signs are confusion, high fever, nausea and vomiting, and most importantly, sudden and aggressive awakening after the patient has been in a coma for a while. All members of the public and their family members who find the above symptoms are requested to report to the medical and police departments immediately and follow the instructions for relevant treatment......

Before the news on the bus was finished, our bus suddenly lost control and swayed left and right. Our driver didn't know why he suddenly passed out in the driver's seat. In desperation, the teacher sitting in the front row immediately stepped forward to straighten the steering wheel and tried to regain control of the bus. However, an astonishing scene happened, the unconscious driver suddenly bit the teacher's neck, just like in a zombie movie, the teacher screamed and struggled, and her ruptured neck artery immediately spurted bright red blood, and the driver who lost his mind still bit the teacher. The bloody scene instantly threw chaos in the carriage, and the students all rushed to the back of the car. The bus swayed like a python on the road and soon crashed into the police car in front of it. All of us were in the dark, just hearing the sounds of metal and plastic crushing and the screams of people, and just after the last violent impact, I, like many people, didn't know what was going on.

When I woke up again, I didn't know how long it had been since I was unconscious. After regaining consciousness, I realized that I was being detained diagonally on the seat, and many of my classmates around me were still unconscious, and the whole carriage had been deformed and tilted, and through the broken windows, I could see that one side of the car had been leaned on the grass by the side of the road, and large and small parts were scattered all over the ground. I wiped the blood and sweat from my forehead with my bruised right hand, and spat on the bloodshot saliva. It was at this moment that I suddenly remembered that Huang Weizheng, who was sitting next to me, had not woken up yet. In my panic, I shook his shoulders weakly, and endured the faint stinging pain in my chest after the crash and shouted his name, fortunately my good brother was quickly awakened by me. Although his left hand has been dislocated, his body is fine. After unbuckling our seatbelts, we staggered through the crooked compartment looking for survivors. Perhaps because we were all sitting in the back row, all six of our friends were unharmed, and with the other survivors, we climbed out of the bus for a total of fifteen of us. No one knew if there were any survivors at the front of the carriage, but no one wanted to go near the deformed front.

We were not safe from the crash, and the first thing we had to face was the police who crawled out of the crashed police car and hobbled towards us. Someone shouted a few words to the police, but the other party did not respond, and from time to time let out strange low roars. I wanted to step forward to help the policeman's classmate, but was quickly stopped by his friend. Because after everything that happened before, some people have a terrifying and crazy idea - the zombie crisis has exploded.

Most of us were injured to some degree, but Long Hao and I were the only ones who moved freely, so we approached the policeman little by little with the metal stick fragments that had fallen off the bus. If that guy suddenly lunges at me, all I have to do is stab him in the head with a stick. I think so, but if he doesn't do what we think, then wouldn't I have killed someone?

Before my doubts could be resolved, Long Hao suddenly squeaked and drew my attention to the policeman's chest, only to see that a long metal rod thicker than my arm had been inserted into his heart, and blackened blood soaked his shirt. He was only a few steps away from us, and I could clearly see his gray eyes and pale skin, his broken left arm gradually raised, and his sound right hand approaching us both in a fluttering motion. Long Hao and I didn't know what to do for a while, and kept retreating, and our friends standing in the distance didn't dare to make any noise.

Hands-on? My trembling hands clenched the irons, and my breathing gradually lost its rhythm. Long Hao, who was standing on the side, also trembled and watched as the guy approached us little by little. Slowly, my ears seemed to hear only my own heartbeat, and in the dimness I could hear the policeman's weak gasp. I tried to control my breathing, tried to take a few steps forward and then hurriedly retreated; Long Hao, who was beside him, played more of a role to cover me at this time.

At the moment when the hesitant sound in my head reached its peak, I roared and rushed at the guy, and stabbed him in the head at the moment before he could react, but I didn't expect his skull to be brittle than I thought, and I pierced his head as easily as I pierced the seal of a cup of milk tea. After the brain splattered, the guy fell to his knees in front of me like a robot without electricity, but I couldn't control my body, and my bloody hands clenched the iron rod tightly and stabbed the bloody flesh over and over again.

My head was blank at the moment, and my frightened eyes were fixed on the bloody patch, letting the splatters of blood stain me all over my body, until my hands were numb, and my numb hands, which were almost collapsed, refused to drop the iron rod stained red by the sticky brain. I stood still, my chest burning as if it had been ignited, and I had to gasp for breath to relieve the pain in the throes of the labor pain.

My buzzing ears couldn't hear the shouts of my friends next to me, and large beads of sweat ran across my cheeks, and when I tried to wipe them, I realized that it was not just sweat, but also the plasma that the police had sprayed just now. Looking at my bright red hands, I suddenly felt a kind of nausea that I had never felt before, and my stomach began to churn. Long Hao, who was standing behind me, stepped forward cautiously, said some words that were vague to me, and picked me up and walked towards my friends who were standing aside. As soon as I took the first step, my stomach immediately protested, and I spat out the contents of my stomach in one gulp. A breeze wafted by, and a strong fishy smell immediately rushed into my nostrils, and before I could signal to the people around me that I was okay, a disgusting liquid spat out of my mouth again.