“……！”

On the sofa, Lin Xi suddenly opened his eyes.

Panting for air, his chest heaving violently. It was quiet, and her breathing was quick and heavy.

- She is in the office of the factory, not in the dirt pit.

The scene just now was just a dream.

Lin Xi sat up, only to find that his clothes had been soaked in cold sweat.

The nightmare was so real that she now even felt like she had been reborn after a catastrophe.

She dreamed that the zombies jumped into the dirt pit where she was, one by one, and pounced on her one after another.

She killed several with a dagger, but she was still drowned in the siege of so many zombies, and she was bitten by the zombies on the neck.

The moment a large piece of flesh on the back of her neck was torn off, the dripping blood spilled onto the ground, and the sharp pain made her wake up suddenly.

What's going on.

Why do you always dream these two days.

Lin Xi took a long breath, shook his head to sober himself up, and then got up and got off the sofa.

——

Lin Xi slept directly into the evening, and when he looked out the window, it was almost dark outside.

None of the people in the team came to call her, probably wanting her to rest a little longer.

It was already dinner time at this time, Lin Xi thought about arranging food for the rest of the team, but when he walked to the courtyard, he saw everyone in the team gathered together.

It seemed that something was being discussed, and everyone looked excited.

"Why did everyone get together," Lin Xi walked over, raised his eyes and asked, "What's going on?" ”

"Sang Huai, you're awake," Du Qianqian's eyes lit up when she saw Lin Xi coming, and she immediately explained to her, "You don't know, the radio in our team just received the signal." ”

"The city government has sent out a radio broadcast and finally given instructions to us, so everyone is excited."

“… Government directives? Lin Xi paused, looking at the radio in Sang Ning's hand, which was a little peeling.

Since the full-scale outbreak of the zombie virus, the country's circuit network has been paralyzed in a large area, and communication has been interrupted.

Everyone is like being on an isolated island, worrying and panicking all day long, living a life of eating the last meal and not the next meal, and avoiding the pursuit of zombies.

A team like theirs, which is small and has a garrison and is protected by several Adepts, is already very lucky.

That's why the people in the team were so grateful and trusted Sang Ning, if it weren't for Sang Ning, they would have died a few times ago when they encountered zombies.

Looking at the government's side, the government's last report was more than a month ago, calling on the northern survivors to go to H City and the southern survivors to go to S City, claiming that armed forces and supplies had been concentrated in these two cities, and shelters had been set up.

After that, there was no news.

Every day, there were people in the queue who held radios to search for signals. After more than a month, the voice of a living person finally came out from the ornament-like radio in the team, which is really exciting.

Lin Xi came over to listen, and the previous words were still repeated on the radio.

"M City Radio, M City Radio. Attention survivors who are currently in City M, and survivors who are still in City M are attention. ”

"At this stage, the government is unable to rescue the survivors scattered all over M City one by one, so please listen to the radio and go to the White Bear Stadium in M City on your own."

"The government has set up a centralized shelter at the White Bear Stadium, arranged for armed forces to protect the shelter, and will provide sufficient food and water for the people."

"Again, the government is unable to rescue the survivors scattered all over City Z one by one, so please go to the White Bear Stadium in City M on your own after hearing the announcement."

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