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On May 31, 2015, a month after the destruction of the lakeside villa, the apocalypse erupted one year and eleven days in the basement of the Montago factory in the deepest part of Northwest New Jersey. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info.

"Slow down, don't be in a hurry, slow ......" In the dimly lit corridor, Tang Ji slowly retreated, put his hands in front of him, and said slowly.

In front of Don Guy, Hanny slowly let go of her crutches, supported the wall with one hand, and tried to walk slowly forward with her middle legs.

Gradually, Hanny slowly let go of her arm supporting the wall, quickened her pace forward, turned and walked back, spun in place a few times, and jumped a few times.

"God, I'm alright!" Hanny exclaimed with a little excitement.

"Okay, okay, don't jump, you're not completely good, it's going to take a few weeks, you can't do strenuous exercise......" Tang Ji clapped his hands and said with a slight smile.

It seems to be the cause of the zombie virus, they give the zombies the ability to repair themselves, although humans do not have this ability, but the wound can maintain the peak healing state after injury, which is simply an incredible thing in terms of the poor living environment in the last days.

Moreover, Tang Ji also found that as long as the survivors of the end of the world are not infected with the zombie virus after being injured, they will hardly be infected by other germs, and the self-protection mechanism of the zombie virus seems to have been defending against the invasion of other germs and viruses on the host.

"Brother, I'm fine, look!" Evan walked out of the room on the side, lifted his eyes and looked at Hanny with a smile, Hanny screamed excitedly, trotted over to Evan with his arm, strangled Evan with his arm, patted his leg and said.

"Be careful, it's not quite good!" Evan turned his head and smiled, raising his hand to scratch Hanny's nose.

Hanny wrinkled her nose at Aven, as if to express her dissatisfaction with Aven's nose scraping behavior, but the expression on her face froze slightly, and she slowly lowered her head, and the change was very abrupt.

Don Guy and Evan both knew that she was thinking of Carey, the two were the closest in the past, and Evan's intimate actions just now easily reminded Hanny of some pictures of being with Carey before.

"How are you?" There was a slight squeak, Christine turned the wheels in her hand, appeared at the turn of the corridor in a wheelchair, looked at Hanny standing next to Evan and asked, her hand kept moving, and the wheelchair kept approaching.

"Hmmm! All right! Hanny smiled reluctantly at Christine, not knowing if it was because she was still immersed in sadness, or because she didn't want to be too happy, otherwise she would make Christine, who might never be able to stand up, feel sad and sad.

Tang Ji turned his head to look at Christine and smiled slightly, Christine looked good, although she had lost a lot of weight, her face was still ruddy, but compared to before, Christine was too silent now.

Don Ji looked at Christine and was about to say something, but suddenly stopped.

"Military broadcast, come to the conference room!" Don Guy's headphones suddenly rang with Hillary's voice, as did the others' headphones.

"Let's go, let's go!" Tang Ji waved his hand, ran to Christine's side, turned Christine's wheelchair in a circle, and pushed the wheelchair towards the conference room briskly.

When Tang Ji and the others came to the conference room, the conference room was already full of people, and the military radio had already begun to officially broadcast it.

"The fighting between the Ohio 'No Political Axe 95' organization and the 'Black Roar' organization has seriously affected the safety of the survivors in the surrounding area, and we hereby issue a warning that if the fighting cannot be stopped within a week, we will send drones to strike, and hope that the two sides will stop as soon as possible, the world is already on the verge of destruction, and human beings should stop killing each other as soon as possible......

"Regarding the destruction of the 'Peaceful Lands' survivors' gathering place in Mississippi, according to satellite displays, on the morning of May 27, severe disturbances broke out at the survivors' gathering place in Biloxi, a coastal city in southern Mississippi, and the zombie epidemic broke out from the middle of the gathering place and spread rapidly to the surrounding areas, about an hour and 37 minutes. The Land of Peace's total annihilation, nearly 80,000 survivors killed, and the fighting attracted nearly 3 million zombies to gather in southern Mississippi, hoping that the survivors who received this broadcast told each other not to go to ......"

"The following is the latest research progress on the zombie virus, here is a piece of good news to inform all survivors, the zombie virus serum research has made breakthrough progress to enter the mass production stage, it is expected that a month later will be airdropped to various regions in the United States, the finished zombie virus serum developed this time is named 'Redemption No. 1', note that 'Redemption No. 1' is a serum, not a vaccine, and the specific instructions for use will be airdropped with the vaccine."

"Here are two pieces of bad news, one, the zombie virus vaccine research has entered a stalled stage, two, it is expected that within two months, the zombie virus will mutate again, we have studied one hundred experimental zombies, three of them have had abnormal reactions in the near future, of which the brainwaves of the ninety-seventh experimental body are more active, it is speculated that if the zombie virus mutates again, it may trigger the birth of some zombies with a weak sense of autonomy, and I hope that survivors around the country will take protective measures in advance."

"Wow...... Whew...... Insert an urgent message, three minutes ago, a nuclear explosion occurred in the Margaon area of Goa off the west coast of India, with a power of one million tons of TNT equivalent, the cause of the nuclear explosion is currently unknown, and we will broadcast the nuclear explosion situation and impact in time next time! ”

"That's all for this time, God bless America, goodbye!"

When the broadcast ended, in the dimly lit underground conference room, everyone was silent for a while, or smoked, or bowed their heads and groaned, or looked at the radio in the middle of the conference table in a distracted manner, with different expressions, but none of them spoke.

There are a lot of news on this broadcast, and there are three main messages, one is the successful advent of the zombie virus serum, and the zombie virus will mutate again within two months, and the third is a nuclear explosion.

These three pieces of news are worth digesting and digesting, the first two are needless to say, everyone is mentally prepared, only the third one is too abrupt, what kind of consequences the nuclear contamination caused by the nuclear explosion will bring, no one can guess what will happen to the zombies, which cannot be measured by common sense, what will happen to the nuclear radiation, no one knows at this time, everything needs time to show everything.

"We have to change our plan and end this matter in two months, otherwise there will be too many variables!" Hillary, who has successfully quit physical drug addiction and is undergoing psychotherapy, taps her fingers on the table, looks left and right, and says.

"We can do it on the day when the military airdrops the serum, and the 'Dawn Fire' will definitely make a big move on that day, and even clash with other forces in New Jersey, we have a better chance!" Robbie sat in the chair next to Don Guy and tilted his head to look at Hillary.

'Dawn Flame' is the name of Hillary's rival organization.

"Not necessarily, the military may directly airdrop serum to the major forces in each state, and they don't need to go outside to grab it to get enough serum." Jon interjected that he had been in the military for decades and understood the practices of the military leadership, at this time various post-apocalyptic organizations had been formed in various parts of the United States, and it was impossible for the military to randomly airdrop all the serum, which was related to the survival of the survivors, and the zombie serum was not a highly lethal weapon, it could only deal with the zombie virus, so the military would definitely not be "stingy".

"Then destroy that batch of serum and force them to go out and find it! Moreover, people are greedy, and we all know very well what kind of ambition they have when they control a territory and a people! Don Ji said gloomily, and after speaking, he raised his eyes and glanced at Hillary on the other side of the table.

Hilary and Don Guy looked at each other, and then naturally looked away, as if they didn't notice Don Guy's eyes.

"How do you destroy that batch of serum? After they get it, they will definitely focus on protection, and if we have the ability to get the serum, it is enough to kill them directly! Monica, who looked good with light makeup, turned her head to look at Tang Ji beside her and asked.

Strictly speaking, Hillary is the master here, but Monica often ignores her, and the cold war between the two never stops.

"It's still early, there will be a way, there is an old Chinese saying, there is no impermeable wall, we will have a chance!" Tang Ji said in a low voice.

Soon after, the meeting ended, and around the corner of the corridor outside the conference room, Tang Ji stopped Aven.

"Wait a minute, Ivan, I have something to talk to you about!"

On the shoulders of Aven, the owner of the Tang Ji Building, he pushed the door into an unoccupied room, and the moment he turned around and closed the door, Hanny turned his head to look at Tang Ji in the corridor outside, and pushed Christine's wheelchair and slowly left.

"What are you talking about?" Evan walked into the room, jumped up and sat down on the table, looked at Tang Ji and raised his eyes and asked.

"I think you should know about Hanny." Tang Ji pulled a chair and sat next to Aven, raised his head and said solemnly.

"What's wrong with her?" Evan suddenly asked a little nervously.

"Hanny took the initiative to talk to me half a month ago, she didn't want me to tell you about it, she knew you wouldn't agree, but I persuaded her, and she wanted me to convince you." Tang Ji said, his face looking very formal.

"Tell me, what's it?" Ai Wen's expression froze for a moment, and he looked at Tang Jidao.

An hour later, Evan and Don Ji walked out of the room, Evan squinted his eyes slightly, and kept wiping them with a cloth with glasses in his hand, Don Ji stood in the middle of the corridor and looked at Evan without words, comforted him wordlessly, patted Evan on the shoulder, and turned to leave.

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Five days later, in the morning, a room in the basement of the factory was brightly lit.

"Do you want to dance?" Monica asked softly with a warm smile as she reached in front of Hanny.

"Of course!" Hanni stood up from the side of the bed and took Monica's hand.

On the other side of the bed, Mannie, who was holding Lynn in her arms, turned on the radio on the bedside table, and a cheerful waltz was playing on the radio, and Hannie and Monica danced around the bed to the music.

"You're going to have a day like this, you're going to wait!" Maniela tilted her head and whispered to Christine, who was lying on her back.

"Well, I'll wait!" Christine, who was lying on the **, showed a faint smile on her face, looked at the cheerful dance steps of Monica and the two, and whispered.

"She's dancing so well!" Christine looked at it for a while, then suddenly whispered.

"Who?" Maniela asked with a low chuckle.

She ...... They...... It's all great! Christine said intermittently, with a look of envy in her eyes, she used to have a leg that could jump and move, but now she doesn't feel it at all, and she may not feel it in the future.

Dancing to Christine, it's a stimulus and an incentive, Don Guy's ability and the existing medical conditions are not enough to get Kristen back on her feet, but it's not completely out of the ordinary, maybe the military is capable of doing this kind of surgery, each of them doesn't want Kristen to give up on herself, she still has a chance.

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Ten days later, early in the morning.

Maniela woke up from the big **, her body stretched lazily and stretched her waist, and the thin blanket fell from her body, looking at the perfect body.

"Baby......" Tang Ji, who opened his eyes in confusion, looked at Maniela and called softly, and grabbed the ** on Maniela's chest with his probe hand and pinched it gently.

"Honey!" Maniela screamed, lifted the blanket on Don Ji slightly, ran in, rode on Don Ji on his legs, leaned over and hugged Tang Ji's head, bowed his head and kissed to his heart's content.

Gradually, Maniela's body under the blanket shook slightly, her chest rubbed against Tang Ji's chest one by one, her teeth biting her lips, and she made an irrepressible nasal sound.

Tang Ji's breathing gradually became heavier, and he hugged Manilla's slender waist with his hand, and his palm slowly slid on the smooth **.

For more than ten minutes, Tang Ji suddenly turned over and stood up, pressing Maniela to the **, and his body trembled uncontrollably twice, as if he had lost all his strength, and collapsed on Maniela's soft body.

There seemed to be a faint smell spreading in the room, and Tang Ji was lying on his side, his hands subconsciously grabbing Maniela's chest, and slowly soothing his breathing with him.

I don't know how long it took.

"I'm going to take a shower!" Maniela whispered in Tangy's ear, and Tangji hummed softly and kissed the corner of Maniela's mouth lightly before letting go of the arm holding Maniella.

Maniela got out of bed naked, took two pieces of paper from the box on the cabinet and wiped her **, threw them in the paper basket, picked up the pajamas placed on the back of the chair next to her and put them on her body, brushed her hair, tightened the pajamas, took a pistol and stuffed it into the pajama pocket, and walked straight out.

After exiting the door, Maniela closes the door gently, the hallway is empty, she looks left and right with you, turns and walks towards the bathroom.

The underground space of the factory is very large, there are more than 30 large and small rooms, and there are four corridors, which form a large square around it, and inside the square is the super large room that was originally used by drug lords to cultivate marijuana and is now used as a parking lot.

There is no separate toilet in each room here, the toilet and bathroom are in the hallway and are shared.

Because this corridor is inhabited by her own people who originally lived in the lakeside villa, Maniela did not have too much worry and restraint, put on pajamas and walked out, through the corridor that was not long or short, the bathroom was already a few meters away from the corner, but Maniela suddenly stopped.

Maniela's nose moved slightly, as if she had smelled something, and her brow furrowed slightly.

Bloody gas! She smelled faint blood!

Maniela turned her head slowly, looked at the door on the wall of the corridor beside her, and took a step forward with a slightly hesitant expression, pressing her hand on the door, and intently listening.

She didn't hear anything, but she could smell it, and when she got closer to the door, the smell was even stronger, and the smell came from inside.

Squeak!

The door was not locked, and Maniela couldn't stand the force of climbing on it, and slowly opened.

Maniela's body staggered forward slightly, and then froze, she looked at the blood that was almost coagulated all over the ground, Maniela's expression was dull, she slowly raised her head, her eyes moved, and slowly fell on **.

"Ahh A hysterical scream of horror shattered the silence of the morning.

In just a few minutes, Maniela's screaming doorway was full of people, sluggish, lamenting, or crying, and Aven, who was barely wearing pajamas, sat slumped in the doorway, his hands clutching the edge of the doorframe, his nails bleeding hard.

in the room.

Hanny is holding a photo of Carey in her right hand, wearing Carey's favorite dress she wears, her sides are closed, lying quietly on **, her pale face seems to be a little serene. Her left hand hung out of the bed, her wrist was rolled with hideous wounds, and her drooping palm was covered with traces of blood that had flowed down. (To be continued.) )