"The person who is scratched by the R-type mutant is a time bomb, it can mutate at any time after half an hour, she can't stay on the train!"

"But she is our Wen team, and she was injured to protect everyone! Do you have a conscience when you say this!? ”

"How come I don't have a conscience! This mutant corpse poison mutates rapidly, and its lethality is one against hundreds, and the lives of the remaining ninety-seven team members in our car are lost, right? ”

Driving in a train in the snowfield of Beizhou, the two sides quarreled.

And Wen Yao, the object of their argument, was sitting silently in the corner at the moment, her long eyelashes drooping slightly, and she used a long knife to cut her arm and rip off the contaminated piece of rotten flesh.

There was no anesthetic, no painkillers, and when the blackened flesh and long knife fell to the ground, she let out a light "hiss", and the fine sweat on her forehead gathered into drops, which swept along the tail of her eyebrows across her delicate and beautiful face, and "clicked" on her leather boots.

Fang Lanyin couldn't stand it anymore, took out the only remaining gauze from the medicine box and stepped forward, and said with red eyes: "Deputy Team Wen......"

Wen Yao's face turned pale and showed a relieved smile at her: "I...... It's okay. ”

Fang Lanyin bandaged Wen Yao's wound and asked Shen Yichuan, "Captain Shen, what do you mean?" ”

Everyone looked to the other side.

The man standing by the car window was wearing a black assault uniform, with a slender and straight figure, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, coupled with a resolute and sharp cheek outline, the whole aura was cold, calm and ruthless.

His expression was slightly gloomy, and he didn't speak, and everyone didn't know what he thought, and most of the people who supported Wen Yao getting off the car were even a little worried.

After all, Shen Yichuan has been a partner in life and death with Wen Yao for many years, and with such a deep alliance, I am afraid that he will speak for Wen Yao regardless of the safety of everyone.

There was silence in the train carriage.

Wen Yao couldn't help but raise her head when she heard Shen Yichuan's name, even though she knew that he would not be partial to her, but at this desperate moment, she still couldn't hold back her expectations.

However, Shen Yichuan didn't look at her, he threw down the bullet in his hand, and when he glanced at everyone, his voice was cold: "For the sake of fairness, vote." ”

The light in Wen Yao's eyes was instantly annihilated.

Who wouldn't want to live in this apocalyptic world when everyone is in danger?

Unsurprisingly, 89 to 7, only 7 people agreed to her stay in the car.

Shen Yichuan walked up to Wen Yao and stretched out his hand to her: "Wen Yao, get out of the team." ”

Wen Yao met the man's eyes, trying to catch something from them, but his eyes were dark and cold as usual, as if he had no emotion.

“……”

The train stopped, Shen Yichuan pulled Wen Yao out of the car, and the strong wind outside the car blew through the snow, and it was cold to the bone.

He took the person behind a relatively windy hill and threw her a package: "Fire and food for three days." ”

This is a blizzard area, there is a zombie tide, the train is seriously blocked, and it will take three or five days to go back to the base, Wen Yao knows that there is not much way to live, and can't help but ask Shen Yichuan: "What about your opinion?" You haven't voted yet......"

Shen Yichuan slammed a few remnant zombies to death with a gun, and his voice was deep: "Is this vote more important than my vote?" ”

Wen Yao looked at the man's familiar handsome face, and couldn't help but bow his head to him: "But Shen Yichuan, not only Mu Shengsheng, I will also be afraid of ......"

Yu Gong, he had to abandon her, what about Yu Zhi?

She felt that even if Shen Yichuan showed a trace of reluctance and unbearableness, she would be willing to stay here and wait for death.

But he didn't, not only did he not, but he frowned: "You have been infected with R-type mutant corpse poison, and there is a one-third probability of mutation, so you can't stay on the train for the sake of safety." ”

"Stay here and wait for me to come back."

Wen Yao took a step forward: "Shen ......"

Shen Yichuan looked at Wen Yao, who was reluctant to be attached to him, and suddenly pointed a gun at her forehead.

He suppressed the inseparable emotions in his heart and said angrily: "This is an order. ”

Wen Yao's heart gradually became cold, and she forced herself to put away her grievances and weakness: "When the mutant stump was caught, you protected others for the first time, so what am I in your eyes?" ”

Shen Yichuan was in a complicated mood, but his tone was cold: "At the moment of life and death, I don't have time to have a relationship with you here." ”

"Don't you understand that there is no personal relationship between members of the base? Mu Shengsheng is a newcomer to the base, and as her trainer, I naturally have the responsibility to take care of her. ”

"You've been through a hundred battles for many years, so you have to deal with her as a newcomer?"

"Wen Yao, I thought you were very sensible."

Wen Yao's eyelashes drooped, and she endured it again and again, but she still couldn't hold back her red eyes, and hot tears fell, condensing into frost in the wind and snow.

Seeing that the time was pressing, Shen Yichuan didn't say much, and only whispered: "Try to live, you don't die so easily." ”

Wen Yao looked at the man's back, and finally shouted at him: "If you find my family, be sure to protect them for me!" ”

But Shen Yichuan didn't seem to hear this, and his black back quickly disappeared into the wind and snow.

“……”

……

Three days later, in Beizhou, a modified off-road vehicle drove on the ice field.

The black-skinned man in the front seat opened the car window, stuck out his head and looked around: "I'll go!" There are so many headless zombies in this piece! ”

The red-haired woman driving next to him was noisy and gave him a slap in the face: "You be quiet!" Haven't seen headless zombies, have you? ”

The black-skinned man was aggrieved: "I mean, who is so awesome!" Actually killed zombies with a knife, and killed so many! ”

"You see it's obviously a tide of corpses, and then someone cut it with a knife, and the snow just stopped, and these are not covered by snow, which means that they are still fresh......"

At this moment, the man in white sitting alone in the back seat opened his smiling peach blossom eyes, as if he was curious, he looked sideways at the window, and his tone was lazy: "Use a knife......"

When the black-skinned Di Dahu saw the boss's response, he immediately came up: "No, everyone uses guns these days, who still uses knives!" ”

Ji Mingchen is still smiling, his demeanor is noble, his skin is cold and white, the contours of his cheeks are as flawless as a fine carving, and his facial features are even more amazing.

His voice was like his face, like a clear spring in the mountains: "I remember that there was a person who used to use knives. ”

Mei Yasha, who was driving, also smiled: "The boss is talking about Wen Yao in the thirteenth district of Beizhou." ”

Next to him, Di Dahu interjected: "Her sword skills are indeed unique, led by her, she has robbed us of Dongzhou in the past few years, I don't know how many resources......"

"Smack-"

Before he could finish speaking, Meyasha gave him another slap in the face.

Di Dahu was even more aggrieved, touched his head and said, "What's wrong with me!?" ”

Meyasha didn't bother to deal with his emotional intelligence and continued to drive, but when she turned around, she saw a black figure not far in front of her falling into sight.

The man dragged a long silver knife, his clothes were torn, and his whole body was crumbling, as if he could fall down at the slightest blow of the wind.

Di Dahu also saw it: "There is a white logo on the black uniform, the people from the base in Beizhou District? Hey, boss, he's not dead yet, or I'll make up for a shot? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped him hard again, and Mayasa slowed down her driving speed with a serious expression: "Black uniform, that knife...... Silver Moon Knife, is it Wen Yao?! ”

“……”

Ji Mingchen raised his eyes suddenly, his smile instantly froze on his face, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and his breath was dangerous and depressed: "Stop." ”