However, Wang Bi'an still pestered Lao Yu's head and asked him about the aviation of the East China Sea Fleet, and asked what he was, "Who is more powerful in fighting zombies in the army, air force, and navy?" "Are there cruise missiles on the warship that can hit zombies?" This kind of problem.

After a while, Chen Wei and Xie Ling served dinner, Wang Lu simply pulled the ministers, and had a light meal in the main hall.

Before leaving, Lao Yu shook Wang Lu's hand and shook it. A look of shame: "Captain Wang, old man, I really don't want to hide anything, about my identity, I should have told you a long time ago, and I wouldn't have caused today's scene." ”

Wang Lu hurriedly said: "It's no wonder you're old, it's me who is reckless." Alas, in fact, after listening to what you said on the platform, everyone should also understand that it is not possible to count on the external forces of the army and the government to save us, only self-help is our only way out. Old Yutou -- I still call you Lao Yutou, what is this Major General Yu Minghai is really awkward -- you can live in Yashan with peace of mind, not to mention anything else, in Yashan, the old have some support and education for the young, but it is not an empty word. “”

After sending everyone away, Wang Lu dragged his tired body back to the bedroom, this demon moth thing is really tiring, fuck, this kind of joy and sorrow in the future is still less good, it is true to plant your own field and live a life.

Back in the bedroom, Wang Bi'an and Chen Qiong had already gone to the high and low beds, Xie Ling had already taken off her clothes and entered the quilt, Chen Wei said while washing her feet: "Wash your feet and go to bed, it's really cold enough, I looked at the thermometer, it has dropped by 8 degrees in just two days, and the cold wave is coming." ”

Wang Lu didn't bother to fetch any more water, so he mixed some hot water with the water that Chen Wei had washed, hurriedly washed it, and waited for him to pour water from the yard and come back. saw that on the double bed, Chen Wei slept on the outside, Xie Ling slept on the innermost, and the empty quilt in the middle of the bed. Apparently for myself.

Damn, it's actually my most coveted left-hug and right-hugging style.

Wang Lu quietly glanced at Chen Wei in disbelief, did the lady deliberately test himself in this arrangement, should he give in?

Chen Wei yawned: "What are you doing standing stupidly?" Turn off the lights and go to sleep. ”

Wang Lu said vaguely: "How do you sleep outside?" ”

Chen Wei shrunk into the quilt and muttered, "What's wrong?" Didn't you always sleep like this? The pear head wants to pee in the middle of the night, I sleep outside and get up, you sleep like a pig as soon as you dip your pillow, but I can't count on you. ”

I see—that's it.

Although the pear head is not there now. But Chen Wei sleeps outside, but she is used to it.

Wang Lu hurriedly turned off the lights, went to bed, and went to sleep.

The 1.5m double bed sleeps three people, which is a bit cramped. Wang Lu was caught in the middle, his arms shrunk, and he didn't dare to move—well, there was a kind of you trying to move.

Through the eiderdown duvet. I can feel Xie Ling on the left and Chen Wei's body on the right, Xie Ling is lying facing the bed, and Chen Wei is habitually rushing out of the bed. And Wang Lu was lying in the middle like a corpse, with his head on the left and right, and he could only see the back of his head with two clouds of hair, your sister, it would be better to look at the wall. Sweet.

It's just that Wang Lu's mind is not on this at all now, and he is still pondering the information revealed in Yu Minghai's words: the army still exists, but it is no longer a large-scale organized formed army. There were still elite squads participating in Operation Plan 11, as well as people who carried guns and scattered out of the barracks, but they were definitely small groups.

Will there be servicemen who carry heavy weapons - tanks, armored vehicles, self-propelled guns? It's hard to say, tanks are not private cars, they can be driven when they are parked in front of their homes, and oil and shells are stored separately. The incident happened in a hurry, and in the attack of the zombies, a few fighters were able to methodically get all the equipment and drive the tank out of the barracks. …,

Moreover, our army also has a habit of being a soldier in a different place, and the soldier is generally thousands of miles away from his hometown, if you want to go home, how far can you go in a tank that can only travel 5 or 60 kilometers per hour? What to do with the supplies on the road? Although a tank has strong combat power, it has only about 40 rounds of ammunition in reserve, and when it is finished, where can it be replenished?

However, Wang Lu also believes that there will definitely be lucky people who can solve these problems, drive tanks and even helicopters to escape to safe places, and set up various survivor camps. It is a pity that the garrison of Yonggang City is the navy and air force, and there are not even marines in terms of establishment, and warships and submarines cannot go ashore.

Think about it, if there is a Type 99 tank in Yinjiang Town, no, even just a Type 59 tank, in the face of this corpse tide, as long as there is enough diesel fuel to let Feng Haiqi drive the tank, he doesn't need to use a gun to open fire, as long as he is crushed back and forth in the corpse tide, it is enough for the zombies and the smart corpse to drink a pot.

Wang Lu was full of cranky thoughts, and unconsciously, he fell into a deep sleep.

Hearing Wang Lu's familiar snoring, Xie Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and her stiff back unconsciously relaxed-this guy actually didn't engage in anything else.

She listened attentively, Wang Lu's snoring was mixed with Chen Wei's subtle breathing, and she had already fallen asleep.

Xie Ling bit her lip, recalling the look on her face when Chen Wei ordered her to lay the bedding of three people on the bed, but found that she was only blushing and making the bed and folding the quilt, and she didn't look at Chen Wei.

No matter, sleep!

Xie Ling shrank her head into the quilt and closed her eyes.

In the bedroom room of the Dragon King Temple, except for the snoring of Wang Lu, it was quiet, and it seemed that everyone had fallen asleep.

However, on the top bunk of the high and low bed, Chen Qiong's eyes, who covered her head with a quilt, were wide open.

She couldn't sleep.

There were bursts of nausea and bloodthirsty feelings in her heart, and all kinds of mixed pictures came to her mind, making her want to raise a hammer and smash her head.

This evening, because Wang Lu inadvertently discovered the secret of Lao Yutou, he ran to the grotto like a madman, and the family was so anxious that they hurriedly chased after him, and Chen Qiong, the newly adopted daughter, naturally followed.

However, everyone made mistakes in their busyness, but they forgot that in the deep stone pit in the grotto, there was also Xi Jiachao's family.

After Chen Qiong accompanied Chen Wei and others to the grotto, she listened to the experience of the old Yu Tou reminiscing about the dry rest house when the end came. It didn't feel much - without him, her past memories were already blank, and Old Yu's memories were just a story to her.

So it's different from the excitement of other people in Yashan. Chen Qiong's mood was very calm, and she even deserted from time to time - thinking about whether the hot dishes in the kitchen of the Dragon King Temple would burn.

But at this moment, several images suddenly flashed in Chen Qiong's mind--stone walls, tents, and a bloated figure--but immediately, the picture changed again, flashing a wheelchair, and there was a person sitting in the wheelchair, but only the back of the head could be seen.

These images quickly flashed back and forth in Chen Qiong's mind. It's like an old-fashioned black-and-white movie, with light and shadow flickering, light and dark beating - and with that comes an intense hunger and thirst.

Chen Qiong wants to eat people, eat raw people, living people, large pieces of meat, rolling blood!

Chen Qiong knows. I'm sick again! - No, it's wrong, it's not a disease. It's an ability!

She forcibly suppressed everything in her heart, and looked around in panic - this is the Yashan Grotto, the safest place, why did her ability suddenly trigger?

All around me are family members and partners, there are no zombies at all, how can this be!

Could it be that as Minister Qian Zhengang guessed, after accepting the thinking of zombies, he will slowly become zombies? …,

No! No way!

How I feel this time. It's completely different from the last time I met the two unexpected zombies on the watchtower, not to mention anything else, even the picture that flashed in my mind is very different.

Before the watchtower was attacked by zombies, he received the picture of zombies chasing escaping pigs in the forest, but now, the picture that flashed in his mind was clearly in a cave. Even, that zombie is still in a wheelchair!

What the hell is going on?!

Chen Qiong didn't even know who to tell about this—everyone was engrossed in Old Yu's memories—and in desperation, out of panic, Chen Qiong quietly moved to the outside of the platform.

This was originally an unintentional move, but Chen Qiong found that the bloodthirsty and nauseous feeling in her heart was actually lightened, and when she quietly sat on the outermost side of the platform, the picture and strange feeling in her mind almost completely disappeared.

Chen Qiong just lost her memory, it doesn't mean that she is stupid, she returned to the Dragon King Temple afterwards, while helping Chen Wei and Xie Ling entertain the ministers of the hall for night talks, while pondering what happened to her, Chen Qiong almost quickly guessed the cause of her series of abnormalities - there are zombies around here!

However, at that time, Chen Qiong's environment was in a closed grotto, how could there be zombies there?

Chen Qiong was puzzled - only Yashan himself was sitting on the platform at that time, if there were zombies, they would have been discovered a long time ago - the only answer was that there might be zombies hidden in the caves nearby, and their minds were inadvertently detected by themselves.

But this is too absurd, the picture I saw was only two backs, the two zombies lived in a tent, and one of them was still in a wheelchair - who would believe it?

In fact, not only did others not believe it, but Chen Qiong herself was also hesitant - should I tell Chen Wei's mother and Wang Lu's father about this?

This hesitation lasted until the tea party in the main hall ended, and Chen Qiong did not think of a result.

In the darkness, Chen Qiong sighed imperceptibly and closed her eyes - it is better to wait for herself to figure out where the mysterious back came from, and then tell her parents.

The night is very cold, whether it is the bedroom of the Longwang Temple, the Wang Lu family, or the Yashan people in the grotto, spread out the electric blanket, holding the electric hot water bottle, sleeping soundly.

The southern coast is so cold, not to mention the north, thousands of kilometers away between the white mountains and black water, there is already heavy snow, the snow on the ground is 2, 30 centimeters thick, the snow in the mountains and forests is thicker, some ravines and ravines, buried alive can not see the shadow, when it is really thousands of paths and people are gone, thousands of mountains and birds fly away.

A small figure was wading through the thick snow, it was a moonless night, and it was very easy to get lost when walking in the snowy night where you couldn't see your fingers. However, the figure that was struggling to walk would bend over the snow from time to time, and when her stiff fingers touched two cold, hard rails under the soft snow, she knew that she had not lost her way.

In the snow, there is a railroad buried.

This railway is not a newly built all-elevated high-speed railway after the 21st century, but a small railway used to transport forests and coal a long time ago. This small railway has long been abandoned.

However, in this area, there is a faint rumor among the survivors.

If you go all the way along this railway, there is a city between a lake and a high mountain. There is a city of happiness.

Wherever you go, you don't have to worry about going hungry or zombie attacks.

But there are also those who scoff at it, thinking that it is just the nonsense of incompetent old men and children, because no one has ever seen the so-called city of happiness, and none of those who once searched for this legend along the railroad tracks have returned. …,

"Surely dead! These idiots. There are not only zombies in the mountains and forests. There are also wolves, bears and other fierce beasts, and some people have even seen the Siberian tiger, for a legend, with a few pieces of steamed bread to dare to go on the road, I really don't know how death is written! ”

Mom and Dad used to think that the happy city was just a legend, but when Dad was out looking for food and was dragged away by zombies, Mom fell ill again - a very common cold. However, because of the fever, the mother and the child were evicted from the settlement.

Although it was easy to find a room in a deserted village, there was no medicine. The poor woman quickly turned from a common cold to pneumonia.

When the mother looked at the blood clot coughed up from her palm, she called the child who was trying to chop wood and wanted to start a fire, packed all the food in the house, stuffed it into the child's hand, took off her coat, and wrapped it around the child: "Remember the fairy tale candy house that Mom told you before?" ”

The child was a little surprised, and for some reason her mother suddenly mentioned it, but she still nodded.

The mother's cold hand touched the child's face: "Remember, you must walk along the glowing stones under the moon, or else." will be lost. ”

The child was anxious: "Mom, what do you want to do?" ”

"Good boy, mommy can't take care of you anymore. Walk, follow the tracks, and you're sure to find that city. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the woman raised her hand, and a pair of rusty scissors had pierced her temple.

The child set fire to the house where the mother was "sleeping". One foot high and one foot low, along the tracks.

As the adults in the settlements said, there are zombies in the wilderness, and wild beasts, especially wolves, come and go in groups. But some people say that it wasn't a wolf, just a dog, and that dog didn't mutate into a zombie dog, but it was terrible enough, they regained the wildness and cruelty of the wolf in their blood, and attacked the lone survivors in groups. Because they have had the experience of living with people, and they have more experience in dealing with their former servants—they are not even afraid of fire.

In order to avoid zombies and wild beasts, children have to leave the railroad often, sometimes in a large circle before they can return to the railway. She walked and stopped, the food left by her mother had already bottomed out, and the villages along the way had already been looted by the survivors several times, although some of the houses must still have food, but to explore deeply, you had to deal with a large number of zombies. You know, even zombies have learned to eat human food, and when you finally find a supermarket, you will often see hordes of zombies holding a banquet inside - of course, when you see your piece of raw meat delivered to your door, zombies are happy to change their tastes.

The child was hungry and thirsty, she pinched a little snow and stuffed it into her mouth, and the snow water stimulated her to shiver - people in the Northeast know that snow can't be eaten, this snow looks white and clean, in fact, it is full of bacteria, because of eating snow and diarrhea and prolapse anal and die. However, the child could not hold on, her legs were already unconscious, at first she could feel cold, then tingling, then heat, and then, she felt nothing.

The child just moved mechanically, she didn't know when she would fall, and when she fell, it was when she died.

The child muttered to himself as he walked, "The younger sister walked in front, and the elder brother threw the shining pebbles in the back, and when they came home, the moonlight illuminated the pebbles, and they went home happily." But that day, the elder brother threw down the crumbs, and the birds in the woods ate the crumbs, and the younger sister and brother could not find their way home and got lost in the woods. At this time, they found a candy house, the glass was made of sugar, and the walls were soft bread and biscuits, and they were smeared with thick chocolate on top......"

The child's dry throat moved, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva that was no longer there, and then she fell, like a fallen leaf, silently on the thick snowdrift, and in a few moments the snow covered her.

The white, fluffy snow obscured everything as if nothing had happened.

I don't know how long later, suddenly a few white shadows flashed in the dense forest next to the railway, extremely fast, extremely light, like a bird flying by, and what is even more outrageous is that the movement is so fast, but almost no sound can be heard.

Immediately after, several beams of bright flashlights shot over, swept back and forth a few times where the child had fallen just now, and then, several shadows paused beside the railway.

It was, a couple of people, a couple of people in ski suits, on skis, with guns on their shoulders. Automatic rifles.

One of them scanned the flashlight left and right again: "Strange, just now the battlefield radar clearly found that there was movement here, why didn't you find anything?" (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )