East Street in District 12, in front of Yangcheng Building. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even at the end of July, there was a chilling chill in the sky after the rain, as if it was appropriate for the occasion, and the fear in the hearts of the fugitives rose several levels.

The 30-storey Yangcheng Mansion is full of survivors who have escaped by luck, and the scene is bustling, they can't wait to rush into the building to completely isolate themselves from the terrifying zombies on the street, but in order to avoid the crowd confusing the infected people who hide their injuries, they can only obey the command of the army to maintain order, and let professional military doctors search the body one by one to see if there are wounds left by zombies. If it is safe and sound, it can be released.

But the gravity of the turn of events is telling you-

Time waits for no one.

When a few zombies with no noses and few eyes suddenly appeared at the entrance of Dongjie Street, walking in the direction of the crowded place, the orderly formation collapsed like an anthill with a hoarse low howl, and people were panicked.

"Mourning...... Mourning... The zombies have found us......"

I don't know whose reminder attracted the attention of the other survivors, and all the scenes that had just followed the rules were instantly ignited to the boiling point by a cry of horror -

Ahh!!h

"Zombies, zombies are coming!"

"Hurry up, get to the door!"

"What! Zombies are coming?"

"What should I do!!"

The scene was chaotic, and the survivors who were congested in the streets all rushed to the glass door in a vain attempt to break into the building.

Bang bang bang......

"Damn! Open the door! Hurry!!"

"I don't want to die!

The fat soldier who stayed in front of the door hurriedly shouted: "If you don't want to die, keep order for me!"

"I warn you! Open the door immediately!" Seeing that the soldier turned a deaf ear, a fifteen-year-old black-haired boy standing in the front row of the crowd spoke, he fearlessly intimidated the other party, and angrily pulled the fat soldier's collar and gritted his teeth, "I said open the door, do you hear me?!"

The astonishing force made the latter's face slightly bloodshot, his rough brows twisted together, and he roared angrily, "It's useless for you to be in a hurry! If you let an infected person accidentally enter the building, you will die! If you want to complete the physical examination quickly, just queue up for me! This will buy you a faster time to go to the rooftop! A few zombies will not kill your dogs, besides, the Alpha army is rushing here, they will naturally go to bury them!"

"Bury?" the black-haired boy sneered, loosened the other party's collar, and put his pocket in the place, "If it's good, it's a funeral, and if it's bad, it's a tickle for them!"

The old man next to him patted him on the shoulder when he heard this, and interjected, "What about this?"

The black-haired young man glanced at him, then stared straight at the angry fat soldier, and added: "Don't think I don't know anything, you are just pretending to be there with a gun, really when we are blind? Zombies can't be killed at all, they will only continue to eat people until they eat all the people in the world! 10,000 grass and mud horses gallop through my TM heart!"

"Isn't it!"

"Zombies... Why are there zombies?"

"The world is coming to an end......!"

The black-haired boy's appearance made the survivors more and more panicked, and while thinking about it in horror, they slammed the glass door frantically, and their anger almost burst out from a pair of bulging eyes, "These bunnies! The state raised you to bully civilians there! Quickly open the door and let us in!"

Ah Ming and Zhishi, who were in the crowd, had already been squeezed out of breath, and the two of them were staggering all the time paying attention to the black-haired boy's every move, and he could still be brave in the face of thorns, which inevitably made the two of them have a different kind of admiration-

Indeed, if you don't hurry up and eradicate the upcoming zombies at this moment, when will it be?

Seeing that the scene was out of control, the fat soldier couldn't wait to strip the black-haired boy of the skin off his whole body and wrap his own sofa, and if he had the chance, he also wanted to send a few farts to the sofa!

The fat soldier, who had lost his patience, looked at the chaotic situation and scolded, "Okay, you little devil! You dare to be so presumptuous when you are young! Stupid x! Throw you to feed the zombies! Come on, shoot all the people who don't accept advice!"

"Yes!"

The fat soldier gave the order at a high decibels, and the rest of the people immediately obeyed, and they raised their rifles one after another to aim at the unbalanced crowd, with the intention of crushing their bodies and killing them all, Ah Ming, who was trapped in it, looked around at the out-of-control scene around him, and shouted in his heart that it was not good, and subconsciously grabbed Zhishi's hand.

The latter glanced at him, and then looked at the impatient soldiers in front of him, glancing at the old and young women and children one by one, the muzzle of the gun was ready to move, and it was obvious that the bottom line had already been crossed, and the smell of gunpowder in the air was about to explode!

"Stop!"

At this time, the loud edict sounded from the street not far away, and the angry soldiers and the survivors in front of the Yangcheng Mansion put down what they were doing one after another, and looked back at the owner who had the overwhelming power of words one by one.

The soldiers recognized the comer at a glance, some swallowed their saliva, some kept their eyes wide open, some timidly straightened their military caps, and then put down their rifles together.

It's him, Zhang Zilin.

Wearing a dark green military uniform and a cloak, he is only about twenty years old, under the brim of the military hat is a hairstyle without bangs, revealing a fair forehead, and there is a momentum of not being angry and self-righteous between his eyebrows. A few zombies that had just caused the riot had been defeated by this person at some point, and what made everyone wonder was - what method did he use to kill the zombies?

"This is Team Alpha?" The black-haired boy was the first to walk out of the crowd, squinting at Zhang Zilin who was walking towards him, and couldn't help laughing, "Why are you the only one?"

He looked up behind the other man, "What about the others?"

"How dare you speak to our captain in such a tone?

Seeing this, the fat soldier hurriedly stepped forward to flatter Zhang Zilin, and when he saw the black-haired young man talking wildly, the fat soldier who turned his face faster than turning the book immediately raised his right hand and was about to slap him wildly.

The black-haired boy's heart sank, and seeing that the fat claws were about to attack, he subconsciously closed his eyes, waiting for the next moment of the hot slap imprinted on his fair face.

......

A second passed, and the expected thing never happened.

He cautiously opened his eyes, only to see that the captain named Zhang Zilin was firmly holding the wrist of the fat soldier who was about to attack, and at the same time staring at the latter with an indifferent gaze, stopping the violent tragedy.

"Yo he!" With the help of the masters, the black-haired young man who didn't know how to restrain himself whistled triumphantly, "It turns out that there are good people among the thorns?

Faced with the little ghost who was speechless, Zhang Zilin turned a deaf ear, he let go of the fat soldier's wrist, and ordered with pity: "Continue to search, hurry up and go to the rooftop, the helicopter still has half an hour to arrive." ”

After finishing speaking, Zhang Zilin started to walk towards the crowd in Yangcheng Building, his cold expression as an iceberg invisibly wandered with a murderous aura, as if his identity in his previous life was a heinous and mysterious organization killer, looking at the poker face, inexplicably cold, the survivors moved to the left and right to make way for a spacious road.

"Yes, yes, yes!" The fat soldier hurriedly nodded while holding his hot wrist, as you can imagine, like a red palm print on his skin like black charcoal, which is quite a visual sensation of braised pork.

Zhang Zilin suddenly remembered something, "By the way, how is the Air Force preparing?"

"It's been arranged for a long time. The fat soldier followed step by step, "Just wait for the captain, you to go to the border to command the overall situation." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Zilin, who happened to pass in front of Ah Ming and Zhishi, couldn't help but restrain his pace, and the fat soldier who was following behind his ass almost hit the other party's back, and he still didn't stand firmly, and an inexplicable order immediately came from the top of his head.

"Don't worry, wait until you save the survivors. ”

"This ......"

After speaking, he started again, strode into the building with mixed tastes, and through those cold eyes, Ah Ming, who had never left the other party's sight, caught a trace of strangeness precipitated in his eyes, but it was indescribable-

Something doesn't feel right?

"Amin, it's your turn. Ah Ming, who was in a trance, was awakened by the Zhishi behind him, and unconsciously realized that it was his turn to search, so he hurriedly followed the military doctor into the room.

Ten minutes later, after the search was completed, everyone took the elevator to the rooftop of the Yangcheng Building, and Ah Ming and Zhishi followed the last group of survivors to the top floor.

Opening the iron gate of the rooftop, the heat wave of churning the fresh air poured into his face, and Zhishi ran impatiently to the fence of the rooftop.

She held her head high, closed her eyes, and wandered in the boundless darkness imagining world peace, imagining that the country of Hina and the country of Luo Mao turned enemies into friends, imagining that there was no such irony as thorns and ants, and imagining that July 27 was still a beautiful day......

The earth is rejuvenated, everything is revived, people are happy with each other, full of happy laughter walking on the colorful street at the bottom of the building, forgetting the resisting zombies, forgetting the scene of thick smoke, letting the breeze blow, letting the long hair messy, even if the air is no longer fresh in the dark, Zhishi must take advantage of the fact that this world is completely down to enjoy the fresher air flow of a hundred meters in the sky, because tomorrow, there may no longer be air that can make people breathe normally-

Lengthy dreams can enable her to complete the fear and confusion that she does not want to play out in the reality of life, but is such a dream too cruel and sad?

Suddenly, Zhishi sighed, and then slowly opened her eyelids, and everything she touched in her clear vision became an abstract contrast with everything she imagined.

As far as the eye can see, the devastated scenery is embarrassing, and the golden glow of the morning sun on the earth has long been no longer reflecting the vibrant scene of yesterday, but the clear and dazzling day will reflect the endgame everywhere more clearly in the eyes of the survivors, so that they can not forget the most shocking July 27 in the long river of 2,000 years of history.

Once upon a time, the steel forests of Jiuqu and the three cities were reduced to zombie masterpieces in a short period of time, the unrecognizable towns were prosperous, and the undead creatures walking on the earth came and went to occupy the human dwellings, overlooking the "family" at the bottom of the building, and the survivors who were distressed hid their faces and wept......

No one was happy for the rest of their lives, and no one felt relieved, only the fear of the zombies downstairs that were ready to attack.

In just a few hours, from the bullying of thorns to the attack of zombies, and then evolved into the phenomenon of ants and thorns dying together in the world, a series of aggressive strange things made the indigestion ants at a loss, but Ah Ming, who was leaning against the fence, kept his eyes on the sky, and his thoughts seemed to have drifted to the clouds.

"What are you thinking?" Zhishi stepped forward, looked at Ah Ming with a serious face, and rolled his eyes, "I guess it's the Air Force's business, right?"

The sensitive words poured into his ears, and Armin replied in surprise, "You heard that too?"

"Yes. Zhishi Fu sighed, his gaze drifting to the captain of the Alpha Army in the right corner of the rooftop," strange words about the perverse uncle. ”

"Uncle?" Armin scoffed, "Looks like he's only ten years older than us." ”

"Ah, is that the point?" Zhishi pouted with a wry smile and got back to business, "You also think something is wrong?"

"That's right. Although I am not a detective, it can be seen from his conversation with the soldier that there seems to be something important hidden in it, a terrible thing that has been kept secret and secreted from us. ”

As he spoke, Ah Ming looked into the distance at the straight figure in the right corner of the rooftop, his sharp eyes looking through the telescope at the endless horizon, "He seems to be looking for where there is still a safe habitat, and he may be checking whether there are still survivors among the corpses, trying to turn the tide, or he is just focusing on a vital place all the while." ”

"You mean......" Zhishi recalled the picture of Zhang Zilin passing in front of him, "Boundary?"

"Yes. ”

"Where is the border?"

Ah Ming just shook his head, Zhang Zilin's mind was too careful, and he was just a ten-year-old child, after all, he couldn't find what the unpredictable adults were speculating in their hearts, and what secretive fire pits were waiting for the ants to jump into it stupidly?