Zhang Kailin called back to ask Commander Duan Guohui, but he never got any reply, and the call back was like a stone sinking into the sea, which made him very uneasy!

Compared with Zhang Kailin, everyone in the base is not only uneasy, but also in deep fear. Under the cover of night today, the "Heaven" film and television base is like hell, and almost everyone is in danger.

On the high wall on the periphery of the base, every ten meters, a person who has been stripped of a stripe hangs. They were tied their hands and hung from the high walls, screaming and struggling in the icy wind.

Some of these hundreds were guards who had been sentenced to deal with bad during the day; Some are refugees who have been arrested for causing riots; There is also the head of the newspaper team who was convicted of leaking secrets.

Wang Xiaotian shrank in the shack and shivered, he felt that his road ahead was as dark as this night, without a trace of dawn. If he stayed here, he didn't know that his future would be at the mouth of those zombies; Or was he found out what he had done, and like the people who were now hanging from the high wall, crying out to freeze to death.

He was scared, very scared!

I don't know why, his original courage and resentment didn't give him the slightest strength tonight, and he felt weak, as if he was about to die.

Just now, in the shack next to him, a young couple died, the big-eyed sister, at the hands of her unborn child.

The baby, who was only two fists big, was infected and mutated, and without even opening his eyes, he tore open his mother's belly, dragged his mother's internal organs, and came to this already declining world early.

The young man, who had just become a father, killed his own son, the baby who was only two fists big and had mutated into a zombie before he was born.

He hugged his son, who had only half of his head left, and cried at his wife, who was lying in a pool of blood and no longer breathing.

In the end, the man committed suicide. Wang Xiaotian understands that that person, like him, has no love.

That man has the courage to leave this world, but now he has no determination to die, and even the courage and belief in revenge are constantly dissipating in hunger.

The cry outside was no longer so clear, and the voice was no longer as poignant as before, but the trembling and subtle wail made him feel more terrified.

Wang Xiaotian didn't know when these frightened voices would dissipate; When will it stop tormenting his already fragile nerves.

Facing the night, Wang Xiaotian neither dared to escape nor sleep, only in his own shack, shivering and suffering.

In the early morning, large snowflakes fell down one after another, and Wang Xiaotian, who fell asleep in a daze in the second half of the night, was awakened by the sound outside. Through the cracks in the shack and seeing the light outside, he knew that it was already dawn.

The terrible wails and miserable cries still seemed to echo in his ears, and he was a little afraid to go out of his shack. But his empty stomach pouch reminded him that he had to go out and find food.

Wang Xiaotian walked out of the shack, subconsciously looked at the high wall, and saw those who were hanging high, where there was still a little sound, their white bodies were very long, straight and stiff, and their heads were lowered, as if they were looking down at him.

As if he had been electrocuted, he quickly withdrew his gaze, and muttered in his heart "I don't want to be like them, I don't want to be like them・・・・・・"

"Hurry up, there's another notice over there, and I've had enough to eat in the past two days." The uncle next door was urging his companion, and it seemed as if he had just returned from the city gate.

"How?" His companion asked, heard their conversation, and many of the neighbors gathered around.

"The notice said that today everyone will be divided into 10 teams, and the people of teams 1 to 5 will dig pits in the morning and carry corpses in the afternoon; Teams 6 to 10 carried corpses in the morning and dug pits in the afternoon; The things in the heads of the zombies were dug up by those guards, and for each one dug out, half a catty of grain was collected in the city, and it was distributed to everyone in each brigade equally.

Moreover, as mentioned above, the grain for digging pits and carrying corpses set yesterday is still given according to the original standard, and you say, isn't this the faster we do it, the more food we will take?

Hurry up, go to work and change food! The uncle said, everyone became pleasantly surprised, for them, being able to eat well alive is the greatest "happiness" at the moment.

Although there are still people who complain that the food given in the city is not as much as the man gave yesterday, it is just to say that everyone is rushing to the city gate to form a group in order to earn more food.

Wang Xiaotian stood stunned, and after hearing the news, he suddenly noticed a dawn passing in front of him. He remembered that the person came yesterday, that person came for the things in the zombie's head, then he would probably come back!

Although he didn't know if the collection of those things in the city had something to do with that person. However, if the man comes back again for these things, then this is the only hope that he can leave here and become stronger, and be able to avenge his family and girlfriend!

"But whether it's digging a pit or carrying a corpse, I'm likely to miss it again with that person like I did yesterday. What am I going to do? Wang Xiaotian thought,

On the one hand, like them, go to work to earn food and come back, and solve the problem of survival of evidence; On the one hand, he waited on the way to the man when he came, and as luck would have it, to wait for that little bit of hope.

Between hope and reality, Wang Xiaotian lingered for a long time, and finally he tightened his belt and walked towards hope.

He said to himself, "I'll wait for two days, and if the man comes, I'll beg him to take me away, and I'll ask him to teach me how to do it; If the man does not come in these two days, I will go and earn food to survive. I want to see what kind of fate God has arranged for me! ”

Zhang Kailin, like Wang Xiaotian, only squinted for a while in the second half of the night, although he didn't have trouble sleeping because of fear, but he also felt pressure and fear.

He didn't wait for Commander Duan Guohui's reply, but he knew the radio station left by Yue Rong and who the other party who threatened him was.

Miao Lin, that was a beautiful woman he had heard of a lot and had seen several times. Zhang Kailin knew that behind this Beijing celebrity who was burdened with the name of "Kefu", there were military and political forces with intricate relationships.

If it was before the end of the world, he Zhang Kailin would not have to worry about the threat of this woman at all, and his backers and forces would not be weaker than him. But now, the power of the government has been weakened almost none, and the power of the military is in full swing, and his strength has become weaker as a result.

After some weighing, although he was reluctant, he still chose to compromise.