"Sinan!"

"Si Xiaonan--!"

"Brother Rong has come to pick you up and come out!"

Shouting on the dark night street where no fingers were reached, Zhou Rong put down the loudspeaker just pulled out from the ruins of the store and scanned the surrounding area through infrared rays. Humanoid objects within a hundred meters quickly gathered the wind and looked at the dense, All ghosts.

Zhou Rong shot a few zombies moving behind him, fired a rope-climbing gun, and quickly climbed onto the telephone pole.

The moment he left the ground, hordes of zombies swarmed, and stretched out their hands in a daze.

Shouting back and forth in the streets and lanes can be said to be the most dangerous and inefficient way at present. Zhou Rong knew that the best way was to find a safe and concealed hiding place, rest and keep warm, wait for dawn, and wait for the conditions to improve before starting to move; but he knew Sinan could not wait.

In this terrible state, he can't spend a deadly night alone in the most dangerous hinterland of the city.

Zhou Rong took a cold mouthful of air and kept awake by stinging his lungs, narrowing his eyes like a beast hunting late at night: "Potential anti-social personality, schizophrenia, unpredictable movements, do not use any stimulation It regains consciousness ... "

"Mixed blood Omega," he murmured.

His eyes turned to the void. In the afternoon of the first encounter, in the besieged parking building, the young man whose body was completely obscured by motorcycle jackets and helmets looked up from the street, looking away from him.

"Is that you?" Zhou Rong whispered, as he had done secretly many times, raising his hand to pinch the soft cheek, but the tentacles were the biting cold wind in the winter night.

"Rong is wrong. He didn't look down on Omega and was willing to respect your opinion."

"If you are willing to come back ..."

"As long as you come back, Rong is waiting for you to choose ..."

Zhou Rong closed his eyes and let himself indulge in a moment of regret and sorrow. A few seconds later, he opened his eyes and forced himself into combat again, firing a rope-climbing gun from the top of the telephone pole, and quickly went to the next block.

·

Meanwhile, one kilometer away.

A house.

The sole of the boot stepped on the broken glass and made a slight rattle.

As the noise rang, the shadow in the corner of the room moved. I saw a rotten face in the dark turned around, it seemed to smell the smell of fresh human flesh, and the turbid eyes rolled over.

A figure wrapped in the cold wind, walked into the room, as if he had not noticed the deadly danger in the corner of the room.

"... wow ..."

Most of the rotting chest couldn't hold back, and the zombies staggered to get up. The appetite swelled rapidly under the stimulation of Omega's sweet pheromone. They rushed forward and grabbed the person, biting it!

The flavour of flesh filled the rotten mouth instantly, but the zombie had no time to bite down the second bite, and its cervical spine heard a crunch.

The head of the zombie crooked at a strange angle, and then the person came up with one hand and smashed against the wall, his brain splashed on half of the wall.

Si Nan murmured | groaned, he felt the pain of his wrist vaguely, but couldn't see what happened, so he raised his hand and touched it, as if he touched the wet flesh.

I was bitten by a zombie, and he thought so subconsciously.

This is actually weird, because the whole person seems as if floating on the clouds, and he constantly flashes chaotic haloes and spots in front of him. The spiritual world switches between reality and illusion. He can't even remember who he is. I can't tell if I'm standing, sitting, or already fainted.

But he just knew he was bitten by a zombie.

咣 When the loud noise came, he fell to the ground, leaning back against the wet and dirty wall, shivering and straightening his two long legs, and his chest gasped with a tearing sound.

He was bitten again, he thought.

...

"You've been bitten again." Someone said with anger.

It was a young blond man in camouflage. He was not a few years old and might look like he was still in his early twenties, but because of his good birth, he had a military rank on his shoulders, and arrogance, disgust, and anger floated from his eyebrows Mixed look.

Si Nan was leaning on the electric shock chair. He was wearing a white T-shirt, with a thin figure that was characteristic of adolescent development, and his head was carelessly raised.

"So, do you want to punish me?" For a while, I haven't cut my hair, but the messy bangs can't stop his bright and ridiculous eyes, it doesn't matter: "Come on."

Probably angered by this attitude, the man held up his collar and said, "Do you think this is harming you? You are a monster! Apart from receiving experiments and special training, what other way can you go?" If your father had left you in an orphanage, you would now be a second-class person working in a convenience store or driving for takeaway! "

Sinan raised an eyebrow: "Oh? In your eyes, the definition of waiting for someone is to drive away for takeaway? You really are an educated young master."

When the man opened his mouth to scold, Si Nan hooked his mouth maliciously:

"I thought your father, who was so filthy and filthy in your mouth, was so distressed that he was so drunk all day long that he was really inferior ..."

With a crackling sound, the man slaps Sinan over his head, and the corners of his mouth slowly leak blood.

"..." The young man gasped, turning his head back and smiling at him:

"Or, while resentful to your father, and at the same time struggling in vain to get his approval, you may not be as good as others ..."

He thought he would welcome another slap, but the man raised his hand and paused in the air. After five seconds of silence, he suddenly yelled, "Electric shock!"

As soon as the voice fell, the blue light turned on, and Sinan's body twitched backwards, his hands and feet couldn't stop spasm.

After a few seconds, the shock was over.

Sinan didn't wake up, maintaining the posture of sinking into the back of the chair. He remained motionless for a long time, and even his chest was no longer undulating.

The man waited for more than ten seconds, and finally his eyes appeared suspicious. He stepped forward cautiously and paused for a while before reaching out and pressing the pulse on the side of his neck. He felt that the pulse under the delicate skin of his fingers was abnormally weak. He tempted to extend his index finger to the juvenile's nose. He could barely feel his breath if it was a hairspring.

How could this be?

"Come here." He opened the walkie-talkie on his shoulder and gave a brief command, opening the handcuffs on the teenager's wrists.

At this moment, Si Nan's originally pale, slender, lifeless fingers were gripped, and the back of the hand was violently blue.

While aware of the badness, the man stepped back, but facing the fierce wind as lightning, Sinan grabbed the armrest and stood sideways, kicking the man over the corner!

The bang thundered and shook the ground, and the man suddenly made an anti-painful exhalation sound, and his body suddenly sank. He opened his eyes with excitement, and saw Si Nan leaning in front of himself, leaning against his chest with one knee, and holding up his camouflage collar.

The teenager's pale forehead was cold and sweaty, and the aftershock of the electric shock had not completely faded away; yet the pain had given him a layer of fascinating light, that unknown, arrogant attraction, and even made people look away.

"Are you afraid of me?" He asked with a smile.

The man snorted in his throat, strong anger and anger, and another kind of sudden and tumultuous emotion that forced him to make no noise on the spot.

"You're scared of me, but you want to have monster power--"

When Si Nan laughed, a small white tooth appeared in the corner of his mouth, which was actually very playful and attractive on such a beautiful teenage face.

But if you look into his eyes, you will only feel the horror of Mori Han, like seeing the awakening demon from the abyss of hell.

"Stupid and ignorant, greedy and unaware." The boy leaned in his ear and said gently, "All of you will pay."

Behind the door of the laboratory was knocked open, the guards rushed forward, pulled the teenager apart, and someone stepped forward and carefully lifted the man from the ground.

Someone was yelling loudly, some people were roaring, Sinan didn't hear anything. He didn't even look at the indescribable gaze of the man across himself from the group of people. When he turned around, he had forgotten whether he had been punished more severely that day, but only remembered the twisted pleasure in his heart.

All of you will pay.

And I don't care.

Because fate brought everything to the grave, and I had nothing left, I didn't care about anything.

·

Six in the morning.

The dark night circled upward from the earth, and the end of the sky appeared endless gray-green, like the faded patches of black cloth after washing, and gradually expanded in sight.

Zhou Rong held a gun and hid behind a corner box transformer box, licked the back of his scratched hand that fell from the second floor, and exhaled exhaustedly.

Not far from the road, the zombies were gradually coming out of the darkness, screaming in groups.

Another day in the last days.

"Si Xiaonan ..." Zhou Rong murmured thickly, "Give me some courage, please."

The zombies seemed to find something, and at the same time they turned their feet and crowded into the alley. As soon as Zhou Rong gritted his teeth, he got up from behind the transformer box, pulled the trigger, and fell down in response to the first few zombies. More living dead people excitedly straddled similar corpses and rushed forward.

Zhou Rong ran away, and his roar almost exhausted his whole body: "Secretary-small-south-!"

·

"Si Xiaonan--!"

Inside the messy rental house, Si Nan drew a stun in her coma, and her eyelashes fluttered.

The first ray of sky through the window frame reflects the separated body of the zombie's head, the dry baby skeleton in the corner of the room, the walls splattered with blood and brain, and the overturned desk. Optical electronic clock.

6: 12AM.

The sky gradually became clear at an extremely slow speed, spreading on the floor into a dim, long strip of light. At the end of the light band, Sinan's fuzzy flesh marks on his wrist were slowly drying out and crusting, turning into purple-black scars, and began to fall off.

After a while, the new tender skin was exposed, and the pink had not completely faded away, and she was quietly bathed in the misty morning dawn of the new day.

Sinan closed her eyelids tightly and opened them again a few minutes later, sitting up in a daze.

"... is anyone?" He looked around, hoarsely.

There was a dead silence in the rental house, no answer.

"Zhou Rong?" He whispered, "Rong brother?"

Sinan got up, his brain was a little groggy, and he walked unsteadily to the window. In the gaps between urban buildings, the first glow of light suddenly flashed on the eastern horizon, making his pupils deflated suddenly.

As if lightning splits the muddy mind, everything that happened in the past twenty-four hours flashed back in front of the eyes-the collapsed cement board at the construction site, Yan Hao who had his wrists broken, Zhou Rong calling eagerly, hesitating beyond sight Zombie ...

In the end, the searchlights shot back and forth over the city, the helicopter roared and made a loud noise, breaking through the clouds and flying to the far south.

-They are gone.

They have gone to the South China Sea.

Suddenly aware of this fact, Sinan's blood was cold all over his body, and his lungs seemed to frost.

"You ..." He immediately anxious, trying to look out the window, trying to find the trace of the helicopter from the dark sky at dawn: "You ..."

You didn't wait for me.

——Why don't you wait for me?

Sinan shook back and sat down on the floor, hugging his head. Strong remorse is like a poisonous snake biting the heart with a bite. The internal organs are soaked with venom, and the pain is beyond words.

I messed things up, he nervously grasped his hair and thought, I messed everything up again.

Yan Hao was injured by me, maybe Zhou Rong too. I led my teammates to the city center, which was full of living dead people, injured them, then left them and drove away!

Why did I run away? !!

Are they safe and where are they? Did Zhou Rong try to find me? Will they return?

Numerous questions dragged his heart into hell, and Si Nan held his breath.

I was wrong, I'm still here, come back to me ... He trembled, scratching his fingers unconsciously on the floor, leaving countless white staggered marks.

I was wrong, come back to me ...

Xia Guang crossed the high windowsill and spilled into the small rental house. Si Nan closed his eyes painfully in the light.

He was willing to pay everything to go back twelve hours ago, seize the crazy driving away and give him a slap in the face. Or he is more willing to return to the unsuspecting Yan Hao and Zhou Rong on the construction site, and twist his hands to break all the irreparable consequences before they happen.

But now he can do nothing.

He had no weapons, no food, no transport, and stood alone in the center of a densely populated city.

Isolated.

He had never realized as clearly as he does now that after finally re-establishing a little connection with the world, he even cut them off with his own hands and fell back into the abyss of loneliness and darkness.

6:30 AM.

Strong hunger awakened Si Nan, who opened his eyes blankly, his eyes moist and red.

The city was already bright, with heavy footsteps and whimpers on the streets.

-Must leave here.

Sinan stood up, and Venus was in front of her. The result of a night's sleep on the cold winter floor was a fever, and he could feel his forehead hot, his footsteps flabby, and every step like stepping on a cotton field; but he knew he must not fall now.

Zhou Rong parked the armored vehicle at the suburban heliport. If he rushes now, he should have time to go to the South China Sea.

"I'm sorry ..." Sinan whispered, paused and said to himself: "Wait for me."

He pushed open the door, took a nap, and walked out of the rental house.

·

Bang Bang Bang!

Zhou Rong can't remember the first time he pulled the trigger, used the assault step heavy fire force to barely hinder the zombies' forward speed, and then jumped up the wall or trunk, relying on the mid-air route to gain a glimmer of life.

Fortunately, fate has always cared for him, and he has never been trapped in a desperate situation, and even Tianguangcha now gave him an unimaginable gift: several found in the corner of the shattered window of the store A small bread that has dried and yellowed, but is enough for the mouth.

"Thank you for the great invention of mankind—preservatives," Zhou Rong ridiculed, crouched on the wall and solved two loaves of bread, and carefully wrapped the remaining two into his arms:

"Comrade Si Xiaonan, I warn you, even if you are picky now, you really want to spank ..."

He propped himself up on the trunk, no longer looking at the zombie claws dancing in groups at a few centimeters below his feet, jumping up the roof along the wall and walking towards the street.

If Sinan can recover his mind, there is a high possibility that he will leave the city center during the day and go to their separate airport highways-even if he is disappointed to leave the 118 team he does not care about, he should find a way to get on the armored car. Search for the remaining supplies, or pry a helicopter to fly to the South China Sea.

But now, he should still be in the city.

Zhou Rongzhen inspected the surrounding environment, and set his eyes on the top of the office building not far away, thinking about the feasibility of lighting a signal smoke after collecting fuel. After a while, his teeth bited his heart and made his determination.

"Not much, just hit it," Zhou Rong thought about Si Nan's buttocks, thinking thoughtfully: "Maximum two."

This imagination gave him infinite motivation. Zhou Rong leaped, climbing from the roof to the side of the sidewalk, then jumped off the ground, and rushed away before the zombies reacted on the road.

·

Wow!

Sinan lifted the shelf that had collapsed on the ground, and was disappointed to find nothing but garbage and debris.

When the doomsday came, the city was ransacked by the fugitives, and the survivors stranded in the city center searched again and again, not to mention vacuum-packed food and canned food, including gum, snacks, and seasonings. No breadcrumbs left.

Si Nan picked up the chair, knocked over a zombie who was approaching behind him, and got dizzy and swollen.

Hunger devoured all his senses, and he could barely feel anything except the intense, hollowed-out hunger.

If only there was food ... He thought groggyly.

Just give me a little bit of food ...

Suddenly his ears moved, and he heard the sound of wheels running across the ground not far from the road—someone!

How could anyone? Survivors or search and rescue forces? Or ... is Team 118 coming back to look for him? !!

As if being shot by a strong heart needle into the blood vessel, Sinan was awake, and Fei ran out of the alley, rushing into the street with a sharp arrow, only to have a glimpse of a blue-and-white car far away.

"Hey! Hey--!" Si Nan shouted desperately: "Zhou Rong!"

However, the car did not stop, turned at the end of the road, and drove into the next block.

Sinan didn't want to, he chased after pulling his leg. He may never have run so fast in his life. He was not chased by a zombie orangutan in the base of the B military region. The hordes of zombies had not had enough time to touch his horns, and they were swept away by him like a hurricane. Behind him.

"Zhou Rong!" He shouted with a hissing energy.

"Zhou Rong——!"

I didn't know how many blocks I had turned around, Sinan stopped at the crossroads, panting around.

Hospitals, schools, traffic booths, street gardens ... The zombies limped around in twos and threes, making a dull roar.

What about people?

Where is Zhou Rong? ...

Sinan's eyes fell into despair an inch, and then suddenly, like a glimpse of the life-saving straw, he calmly settled--

Not far ahead, behind a machine at the gas station, a large SUV is showing a small half of the blue and white paint in the rear box.

Sinan took two steps forward uncontrollably, and then stopped again. Through the gap of the tanker, he saw that the door was pushed open, took the hooded driver and got out of the car to the trunk, pulled out a few packets of compressed biscuits and water, and got back into the cab.

Sinan's high fever and chaotic brain was like pouring a handful of ice and snow—that was not Zhou Rong.

Who is it Is it dangerous? Is there a weapon? Is it Alpha?

Once the heat faded, Sinan ’s well-trained nerves became habitually stretched: reasonably reminded him to hide his body immediately now, keep track of it, and observe the movement for further follow-up; but the extreme hunger made him very hesitant and wanted to Go up and ask for something ... or steal something.

He has never been so hungry.

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