Night falls.

The snow in the cold city has finally stopped.

Two large cockroach-like wheeled armored vehicles were still moving slowly on the snow-covered road.

The captain of the wheeled armored car was sitting next to the carriage of the armored car that was fighting the vanguard, and his name was Zhen Haoren, who was holding a steel gun, and his tired but vigilant eyes were staring at the receding buildings outside the window.

It's as if there's a bloodthirsty monster that suddenly comes out of nowhere.

Since the catastrophe, the end of the world has come, and the night is no longer the comfortable song of insects and birds.

All that remains is danger hovering in the shadows.

Zhen is a good person, and he is as his name suggests.

A good guy indeed.

His motto throughout his life was: But do good deeds, don't ask about the future.

Because of this, he is still a lieutenant officer after more than ten years in the army.

Before the catastrophe, Zhen Haoren, who served in Yu Province, was urgently transferred to Nanzhili.

He didn't know why he was being dispatched urgently.

He didn't know where he was going.

I don't even know what the mission is to go.

Until the catastrophe occurs and the end comes, Zhen Hao's heart understands.

The way of the world has completely changed.

He had been wounded three times on the front lines, the most serious of which was when he was attacked by a swift corpse beast, and if it weren't for the sacrificing swoop of his comrades next to him, I am afraid that he would not have left a long scar on his back.

Rather, he died on the spot.

Fortunately, at that time, he met Major Qin Youde, who ate and drank with them, and slept with them.

The three generations of this army did not have any shelf, and they truly achieved the same comrades and food with the soldiers.

It was also because of Major Qin Youde that he and his comrades-in-arms were lucky enough to pick up a life.

He should have been seriously wounded, but according to military regulations, he could retire to the safe zone and engage in comfortable work such as logistics.

But he was rejected by Zhen Haoren.

He said: "Ever since I took up the steel gun, I have told myself that I must defend my family and the country, and do everything for the people. ”

As a result, Zhen Haoren was branded as a 'fool' by some people and set foot on the front line again.

Some people ridiculed him, in this world, good people have short lives.

But every time he laughed it off and never argued.

Occasionally, Zhen Haoren will also talk about his mother's original intention of naming him: But do good deeds, don't ask about the future.

Interestingly, in the ten or so days since the end of the world, anyone who has ridiculed him for being a good person and having a short life.

Most of them died in front of him.

And before he set off this time, he who likes divination, he calculated a hexagram for himself.

The hexagram shows the great murderer.

This is a hexagram that Zhen Haoren has never encountered.

But even so, he still chose to take on this task.

Because in his opinion, when he carried the steel gun, this choice was already fixed.

No matter how dangerous the front is, the people need him, and he must go.

"The big murderer. Ah, fate."

Zhen Haoren rubbed his tired eyes, looked out the window and looked a little sad: "It's really embarrassing." ”

Tomorrow is the Chinese New Year's Eve, a traditional festival, and he promised his team members before leaving that he would take them home.

But the hexagram showed the big murderer, so he was nervous all the time and didn't dare to relax.

Suddenly, Zhen Haoren saw two figures on the side of the road.

Zhen Haoren hurriedly wiped his eyes, and when he looked through the sparse moonlight, he found that they were indeed two people!

Two survivors sitting on the side of the road eating something!

"Stop!"

Zhen Haoren quickly turned his head, looked past the sleepy survivors in the carriage, looked at the front of the car and shouted, "There are survivors on the side of the road, pick them up!" ”

"Captain, dare to come out and run around this big night, don't be a disguised corpse beast, right?"

From the front of the car came the sound of the deputy captain's pointed chin.

Ever since Qin Youde was disfigured by a sneak attack, the information of the disguised corpse beast has spread throughout the military.

The news undoubtedly made the military look restrained in rescuing the survivors.

After all, they are poor people with few scouting skills and scouting tools.

"That kind of mutant is too rare, so far I have only found that Major Qin Youde is so easy for us to encounter."

"If it's a survivor, it's too dangerous to let them here, and they won't survive tomorrow's sunrise."

"I'll take a look, be careful."

Zhen Haoren squeaked open the door of the armored car.

The heavy machine gun shooter on the roof of the car turned to point at Qi Rin and Black Wind, who were munching on compressed biscuits on the side of the road.

Zhen Haoren's muzzle moved down slightly, his feet slowly advanced towards Qi Rin in the snow, and he shouted: "Fellow, fellow!" ”

"What are you doing there?"

This is a trick for Zhen Haoren.

First, those disguised corpse beasts can only know some of the recent memories of the devoured humans, dialects or whatnot, they basically don't know.

Especially this place is Nanzhili, this dialect of Henan Province may be heard in daily life, but rarely will say, this dialect memory is not commonly used.

If it can be matched, it basically proves that the problem is not big, although there is still danger, but in his opinion, it can be gambled.

At the same time, dialects have another function.

In Zhen Haoren's opinion, everyone has been worried for so long, and speaking a little local dialect can also make people more down-to-earth.

"Come here, come here!"

Zhen Haoren slowly approached Qi Rin, the muzzle of the gun was also slowly pointing upward, and the shooter on the armored car behind him was also nervous and sweaty, for fear that an accident would happen.

And Qi Rin was overjoyed when he heard this familiar voice and opening remarks.

That's right!

That's what he said in his last life!

"The two of us followed the skeleton people to gain some experience, and then those skeletons disappeared coldly, and we were about to find a place to stay and hide until dawn."

Qi Rin saw the nervous appearance of Zhen Haoren and the shooter on the armored car, and naturally knew that they were afraid of accidents such as camouflaging corpse beasts.

After experiencing the hotel incident, Qi Rin quickly imitated ordinary survivors.

After all, there are only three kinds of people who dare to come out at night.

Or, being forced to have no way out, there is no way out.

Or, the artist is bold and not afraid of danger.

Or, not people

Zhen Haoren smiled and lowered the muzzle of the gun and continued to approach Qi Rin, and his right hand silently touched the military thorn on his waist.

Within seven steps, the role of the gun is small.

And the military stabbing is fast and ruthless.

At the same time, Zhen Haoren's left hand also gently raised his index finger behind his back and rotated it twice.

This gesture represented assembly before the end of the world, and now it represents danger and preparation for war.

He's a good guy, and he's not going to give up on any of the survivors.

But he will not gamble with the lives of his comrades, and some necessary safety measures must be in place.

After all, he had promised his team to bring them back safely.

For a time, the forefinger of the shooter on the armored car put on the trigger and was ready to fire.

And the soldiers in the car also got out of the car lightly in an instant, and the weapons in their hands pointed at Qi Rin and the others.

"Master, they're preparing for war, do you want to?"

In the soul link, Qi Rin, who received Lao Jiu's reply, said quickly: "No." ”

A person who can give a life-saving injection to a person who has no relatives and no reason long after the end of the world, Qi Rin doesn't believe that it won't be long before the temperament of the life-saving benefactor will change so much, or a regressive change.