long night fire

"so?"

In the next second, he asked himself and answered:

"We are the same."

Shang Jian Yao's expression changed quickly, slightly distorted, as if trying to suppress something.

"What was he talking about just now?" Jiang Baimian asked Long Yuehong while looking at Shang Jianyao.

"He said that you have long legs, and he has long legs. You are amazing, and he is also amazing, so you are the same." Long Yuehong repeated emphatically.

Jiang Baimian subconsciously opened his mouth, wanting to reply, but then closed it again.

After a few seconds, she laughed out loud, and said to Shang Jianyao:

"Are you so interesting?"

Seeing that none of the members of the four-member group thought there was any major problem with what Shang Jianyao said just now, they discussed there without any concealment, and Qiao Chu, who had no time to distract himself, didn't care about this episode even more.

At this moment, Shang Jianyao left his seat, leaned forward, and grabbed Qiao Chu's shoulder.

Subconsciously, Qiao Chu wanted to reach out and pull out the "United 202" on the gun pouch around his waist, but he found that he couldn't lift his right hand.

It's not that he lacks strength, nor is it because Shang Jianyao grabbed his shoulders, causing the joints to be locked, but that he can't do this action at all, as if he never had the function in this regard.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Qiao Chu's back, he turned his head instinctively, and looked at Shang Jianyao in the back row:

"what are you going to do?"

Shang Jianyao grabbed his shoulder with burning eyes, and a crazy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"I want to fuck you!"

Jiang Baimian opened his mouth slightly, not knowing whether to scold, laugh, or stop him.

Long Yuehong and Bai Chen, who didn't know the situation, were both surprised and dazed at this moment, and seemed to be witnessing a god descending from the earth, no, a devil descending.

Qiao Chu's expression twisted, but his face didn't turn red, as if he had encountered too many similar situations.

Suddenly there were slight invisible ripples in those golden eyes.

Qiao Chu desperately resisted Shang Jianyao's force of dragging him to the back row, turned his head sideways, and said softly to Bai Chen:

"Give him a toy."

Bai Chen didn't know why, and habitually stepped on the brakes.

She opened the armrest box blankly and took out some papers and a ballpoint pen.

At this time, Shang Jianyao was a little impatient, and suddenly changed the position of his hands.

He pinched Qiao Chu's neck with his left hand, and made a fist with his right hand, and was about to hit him under the ear, trying to stun him and dissolve all resistance.

Almost at the same time, Qiao Chu's body became extremely soft, like a huge, human-shaped boa constrictor.

He flinched, and his neck broke away from Shang Jianyao's palm strangely, looking slippery.

Immediately afterwards, he said in a gentle voice and very fast:

"Isn't it good to draw?"

Shang Jian Yao's movements paused for an instant, and there was an unconcealable doubt and bewilderment in his expression.

He immediately looked at Bai Chen, and took the pen and paper from the other party's hand, with a slight smile on his face.

After getting the pen and paper, Shang Jianyao couldn't wait to sit down, and used his thigh as a cushion to draw a picture.

He looked very focused, and he was extremely quiet, like a child addicted to his hobbies.

When Qiao Chu saw this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He glanced around coldly, and smiled without a smile:

"It turns out there are awakened ones among you.

"Unfortunately, me too."

His hands have returned to normal, and his right hand is on the handle of the "United 202".

This is his own pistol.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Qiao Chu gave up the idea of ​​drawing a gun and shooting Shang Jianyao, and smiled slightly:

"Praise my kindness and tolerance, you will still be useful in the future.

"I don't accept your obsession, but it's understandable. There was even a horse that chased me for more than 100 kilometers before."

Jiang Baimian was fascinated by listening, and sincerely praised:

"Bravo."

"It's amazing." Shang Jianyao repeated Jiang Baimian's words while drawing without raising his head.

Jiang Baimian immediately inquired:

"where do you come from?"

"Where are you from?" Shang Jianyao repeated the reading again.

Jiang Baimian couldn't help but glared at him, thought for a few seconds, and said with a "huh":

"I have boobs, you don't."

When Shang Jian Yao was about to repeat, his expression suddenly became confused again.

After a few seconds of silence, he regained his focus and continued to paint quietly.

At this time, Qiao Chu had already sat upright, and answered Jiang Baimian's question in a deep voice:

"That's not what you should know."

"I understand." Jiang Baimian didn't think he was disobedient, and smiled sweetly.

Qiao Chu turned to look at Bai Chen who had already stepped on the brakes:

"continue."

Bai Chen had no objection, and under Qiao Chu's command again, walked through the vine "forest" deep in the swamp.

During this process, Shang Jianyao kept drawing until he completed a piece of work.

Then, as if breaking free from a dream, he looked at the child's graffiti-like picture in surprise.

He raised his head, looked at the back of Qiao Chu's head, and remained silent.

As time passed, his state became similar to that of Long Yuehong and the others.

However, he did not forget to fold the picture in his hand and put it in his pocket.

Jiang Baimian tried to take a sneak peek at what he drew, but failed.

After walking forward for several hours, a group of finger-sized mosquitoes with dark red heads suddenly flew out from the green, black and reddish vines.

"Unlucky..." Seeing this, Qiao Chu couldn't help cursing, and Bai Chen's body instinctively tensed up.

One group, two groups, three groups, more and more giant mosquitoes flew out from among the different vines, forming a black mass.

These ferocious mosquitoes with dark red heads gathered together, like a dense black smoke, covering the sky and blocking every gap.

In such a scene, they seem to come from the army of hell, or a curse from the old world.

"Close the window and rush over!" Qiao Chu gave the order in a deep voice.

Chapter 62 Tunnel

Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao, and Long Yuehong all heard Bai Chen mention the deformed mosquito swarm, and they knew how dangerous it was to unprepared humans:

They are always active in large quantities, and their flying speed is not slow;

They can tolerate high and low temperatures to a certain extent;

They are relatively small and difficult to be hit by bullets. Even if they encounter a sharpshooter, or their group is too densely distributed, they will not be afraid of loss because of their large number-the bullets and ordinary bombs that a team can carry cannot compete with this Mosquito population ratio;

They usually live on plant juices, but also thirst for blood. They not only have a strong ability to survive, but also possess extremely terrifying aggression;

They have no brains, no fear, even if more than half of the population is lost, they will come for blood one after another;

Their bites carry toxins that can paralyze humans and animals and slow their thinking;

Their mouthparts are longer, harder, and sharper than undistorted mosquitoes, and can penetrate clothing fibers and insert target skin...

For many relic hunters and wilderness wanderers, this is the tide of hell that can swallow life. Once encountered, even if there are many people, it is difficult to escape.

Of course, as one of the most ferocious creatures on the gray soil, human beings are not unable to fight against this deformed mosquito, but all methods have to rely on relatively special equipment, such as flamethrowers, such as special mosquito repellent spray guns , for example, the "weed bomb" of "Pangaea", for example, a set of biochemical clothing that can resist even poisonous gas, for example, enough incendiary bombs, for example, power armor with immature technology, for example, can The core creates a large area of ​​high-temperature areas, from the old world, a very small number of terrorist bombs...

It's a pity that the "Old Tune Group" doesn't have any of these things.

However, fortunately, the jeep they drive is well sealed, and it is impossible for the distorted mosquitoes to force their way in. Moreover, this car is an electric energy type, so it is not afraid of the mosquitoes blocking the exhaust pipe and other places. At the same time, The mouthparts of the distorted mosquitoes are not strong enough to make rubber tires leak air.

This is indeed good news for Jiang Baimian and others, but it also has bad news:

The ventilation system must either be actively shut off, or wait to be clogged by a swarm of aberrant mosquitoes.

In this way, the air quality in the car will rapidly decrease until it becomes unbearable. Before that, Shang Jianyao and others must let the Jeep rush out of the "encirclement" of the distorted mosquito swarm.

Bai Chen had experience in facing such terrifying creatures. When Qiao Chu gave the order, he had already closed the car windows and shut down the ventilation system.

While continuing to step on the accelerator, she habitually comforted everyone in the car:

"Don't worry, this aberrant swarm won't stay away from places with lots of vegetation. As soon as we pass through this vine area, they should give up."

"Left..." While nodding his head, Qiao Chu directed the way forward.

Jiang Baimian whispered thoughtfully:

"Even deformed creatures have the instinct to continue the population, so this kind of mosquito swarm will not leave places with a lot of plants... This is the necessary condition for their survival. The blood of humans and animals is just a kind of It's just a very attractive food...

"That's right, the old world has been destroyed for so many years, and the deformed creatures that did not continue the instinct of the population should have died long ago..."

Qiao Chu ignored Jiang Baimian's soliloquy, and focused more on identifying the road covered by green and black vines than before.

A few seconds later, the driving jeep and the swarming mosquitoes encountered each other.

clap clap clap!

The finger-sized mosquitoes with dark red heads were like miniature bombers, using themselves as bombs, hitting the windshield one after another.

In Shang Jianyao's eyes, it was like the first rainstorm in Shuiwei Town, with countless water droplets hitting the glass desperately.

But unlike rain, these "droplets" don't slide down and land on the glass.

clap clap clap!

Amidst the rapid sounds that were so continuous that they almost converged into one stream, no matter the windshield or the windows on both sides, they were all covered by giant black mosquitoes. The dark red head and ferocious mouthparts were densely packed, making people's teeth sore .

Both Bai Chen and Qiao Chu could no longer see the road ahead. Jeep was like a wild horse running off the edge of a cliff, not knowing where it would go.

Long Yuehong's face turned pale quickly, and she wanted to try her best to save herself, but she didn't know what to do or how to help.

Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao's bodies tensed up, and their expressions were both worried and a little puzzled-the life-saving instinct and hormone secretion under the life-and-death rush seemed to make them aware of the abnormality of the current situation again.

At this time, Qiao Chu stopped looking ahead and looked down at the mechanical watch on his wrist.

A compass with full scale is attached to the dial.

"The direction at [-]:[-]." Qiao Chu seemed to build up a flat map of the depths of the swamp in his mind, and then relied on the instrument to "manually navigate".

Bai Chen is no stranger to the way the time scale indicates the direction, but she has never encountered this kind of specificity before. Therefore, after a moment, she reacted immediately and started to turn the steering wheel.

However, with all the distorted mosquitoes in front of her eyes, she couldn't follow the instructions of the "navigation" to drive accurately, and there must be an error.

Qiao Chu didn't care, because he also knew that it was impossible for humans without auxiliary chips and corresponding genetic modification to do similar things when the speed of the car was not slow.What he said was so precise in order to keep the error within an acceptable range.

At this moment, Shang Jianyao suddenly said:

"You can wear an exoskeleton device and drive."

Qiao Chu saw the military exoskeleton device in the trunk before, nodded after a little thought:

"ASAP."

Normal exoskeleton devices have a small range of positioning capabilities, which are often integrated into the "comprehensive early warning system" to provide convenience for the wearer through auxiliary chips.

"I'll do it." Jiang Baimian volunteered.

Seeing that Yao and Long Yuehong had no objections, Shang immediately turned around and dragged the military exoskeleton device from the trunk.