The rookie returns and flies in the apocalypse

Pei Nansheng woke up early the next morning, while Zuo Ling and the three kids were still sleeping.

He slowly moved out of the house and sat on the rattan chair in the yard. The bamboo forest was swaying, the breeze was blowing on his face, and small flowers of various colors were blooming. Pei Nansheng took a deep breath and smiled. It’s so good to be alive!

Gouzi Jueqian was the first to discover Pei Nansheng and shouted excitedly.

As soon as it called, Zuo Ling and the two little ones woke up, and the courtyard suddenly became lively.

"Brother, you're awake, that's great. How do you feel? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Without bothering to dress properly, Zuo Ling put on a long coat and came out.

Due to excessive blood loss, Pei Nansheng's face was still very pale.

"It's okay, I'm much better."

Although he tried hard to keep his voice steady, the weakness in his voice could not be hidden.

Zuo Ling moved her lips and wanted to say a word of thanks, but she felt that the thanks was too light and too hypocritical, so she swallowed it back.

The brother and sister have lived together for almost ten years, and they can tell what the other is thinking just by looking at their expressions.

"Luckily it was me. If it was you who was injured, I really don't know what I would do."

Pei Nansheng spoke first.

Although he was unconscious, he was not completely unconscious. In a daze, he knew that Zuo Ling had been trying hard to save him.

If Zuo Ling was the one who was injured, he did not have Zuo Ling's special abilities and could not save her. He would definitely fight to the death with the Ding family, and in the end neither the brother nor the sister would survive.

This is the best outcome right now.

There was no need to say any more words of gratitude. After patting Pei Nansheng on the shoulder, Zuo Ling turned and walked into the kitchen.

He cooked a pot of yellow rice and red dates porridge and stewed an old hen. He also put some ginseng, angelica, astragalus and other Chinese medicinal herbs that can replenish qi and blood in the soup to supplement Pei Nansheng's nutrition.

Before long, the courtyard was filled with the tempting aroma of food.

Pei Nansheng was half lying on a rattan chair, occasionally opening his eyes to look at the three little ones playing nearby.

The warm and harmonious family atmosphere made him feel happy and satisfied. Although he was seriously injured this time, he felt extremely relieved in his heart.

The fear in my heart seemed to have been resolved.

I thought to myself that it was worth sacrificing half of my life in exchange for the peace and happiness of my whole family!

However, there is still a lingering sense of uneasiness deep in my heart, and I always feel that things are not that simple.

He looked towards the kitchen, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he raised his hand to block the dazzling light. Maybe he was just worrying too much.

Compared with the happiness and warmth of the family in the space, the Ding family’s secret base was extremely bleak. Zuo Ling’s grenade bombing was very destructive.

Not only were there heavy casualties, but the fortifications were also severely damaged. Many parts of the interior were cracking, and stones and ash were constantly falling down.

The power supply system was damaged, and most places were without power. Some places were leaking water, and voices cursing the brother and sister could be heard everywhere.

Liu Baoer remained calm. Compared with what he was about to get, this loss was nothing.

As night falls, a huge curtain is erected at the entrance of the secret base, playing a carefully edited video.

A pair of big feet in leather boots appeared in the picture. The man walked slowly, and his leather boots made crisp click, click, click... sounds on the stone slabs.

The scene moves up, and it shows a dark and damp tunnel. The man frowns and takes out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose in disgust. The tunnel has existed for many years, has not seen sunlight for years, and has poor ventilation. The air is filled with an unpleasant stench.

There was a faint light swaying in front, and the man's back was elongated by the light. A gust of wind blew, and the light and shadow swayed, as if the entire tunnel was shaking.

The tunnel is very long and winding, like a maze, making it difficult to find the direction.

The footsteps stopped, and the man took out a bunch of keys. After rustling for a long time, he found one and inserted it into the keyhole. After turning it twice, the lock opened.

After opening the iron gate, there are more than a dozen rooms in each row on the left and right.

There was only one low-wattage light bulb in the passage, and the rooms on both sides relied on this light to illuminate. It was pitch black, and filled with an eerie atmosphere. The man took a while to adjust before he walked in.

The camera slowly turns to one of the rooms.

The room was about seven or eight square meters in size. Four disheveled women were crammed into the narrow space. Their messy hair covered their faces, making it difficult to see their true features.

The women's clothes were so tattered that their original colors could not be identified. They were wearing slippers with broken teeth and loose straps. One of the women didn't even have slippers and was barefoot.

There was no bed in the room, just a thin mattress on the floor for them to rest.

Seeing someone coming in, the women were terrified, huddled together, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

With a click, a strong flashlight illuminated the room. The beam of light swept over each woman in turn, finally stopping on a woman with a noticeable bulge in her abdomen.

#34;Yeah, not bad. #34;

There was a hint of satisfaction and pleasure in the man's voice.

He pulled the woman up with force. The woman was caught off guard and screamed. The shrill voice was enough to make people's hair stand on end.

The other three women hunched over and huddled together, as if that would protect them from harm.

The man slapped the woman and shouted:

"Why are you yelling? I'll find you a more comfortable place, much better than this place. You don't know what's good for you. What's there to yell about?"

The woman seemed not to hear what he was saying, and she covered her head and screamed even more miserably.

The man became impatient and hit the woman on the neck. The woman fainted. The man half-dragged and half-carried the woman out of the room and put her on the ground.

After the camera froze on the woman's face for a few seconds, the screen suddenly went black, and then lit up again after a while.

It was still the same tunnel, and the man walked towards the room deep in the tunnel.

You can tell at a glance that the innermost room is different from the outer rooms. The most obvious difference is that the door is more than 20 centimeters lower than other places.

The man is tall, so he needs to bend down to see what's going on inside.

Because the room is closest to the inside, the light is darker.

Tapping the flashlight, the man was not in a hurry to see what was going on inside. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and leaned against the door to smoke.

The red light flickered in the dark, and the momentary light was brighter than the light bulb in the distance.

Although the man did not look into the house, his ears were always paying attention to the movements inside.

It was so quiet inside that if it weren't for the occasional faint breathing sounds, one would have thought there was no one inside.

The man was reluctant to throw away his cigarette even when it was only butt. He took two deep puffs, threw it casually on the ground, and stepped on it a few times with his toes.

Bang, bang, bang, bang! The man knocked on the window frame several times with the flashlight, and the flashlight waved inside a few times.

This is a room that is 1.5 meters long, wide and high. Living in it, you cannot stretch your body whether you are lying or standing.

A skeleton-like figure appeared in the swaying light and shadow. The figure was hunched over and lying on the floor with his back to the door.

In the corner of the room, there was a toilet. It seemed that the toilet had not been emptied for some time. It emitted a pungent smell and there was a circle of yellow stains on the ground.

The man tilted his head to the side because of the stench, fanned himself with his hands, and cursed:

"Mad, you only eat once every two days, and you still have such a good bowel movement."

Holding his breath, he took out the key and opened the door.

He bent down and reached out to grab the skeleton man, but he thought it was too smelly inside and his head was still outside the door. He tried two or three times but failed to catch it.

The man lost his patience and cursed, "Get up, stand there, or I'll beat you up."

The man didn't move. The man raised the flashlight and was about to hit him, but he stopped halfway and muttered:

"You old bastard, if it weren't for the fact that you are still somewhat useful, I would have smashed all your bones into pieces."

He knew very well the situation of the person inside, and was afraid that if he hit him hard, the person would be smashed to pieces, so he refrained from taking action.

He held his breath and reached his head in to grab the skeleton man. The man was weightless and was grabbed by the man with one hand, as if it were nothing.

The beam of the flashlight hit the person's face. She had not seen the light for a long time, and the strong light made her very uncomfortable. She subconsciously closed her eyes, frowned, and looked very painful.

The camera moved forward, and it was the face of a woman in her 7s or 8s. Her cheeks were sunken, her chapped lips were bloodless, her skin was wrinkled and hung loosely on her bones, and her messy white hair was tangled like weeds.

The man snorted, took out a thick syringe from his pocket, lifted up the woman's sleeve, and roughly inserted the needle into the woman's arm.

The bright red blood slowly flowed into the syringe, but after less than one-third was drawn out, no more blood could be drawn.

The man impatiently grabbed the woman's hand and pushed hard for him, which seemed to hurt her. She groaned and refused to open her eyes.

The man wanted to change the place to another place, but when he looked at the woman's dry body that was too dry to produce any oil, he frowned and finally gave up.

At that moment, the woman opened her eyes. Her gaze was empty and confused, lifeless, as if her soul had left her.

The camera freezes on the woman's lifeless eyes.

A message appeared on the curtain:

Pei Nansheng, ever since you betrayed the Ding family, this room has become her cage. She has spent ten long years in this small space, no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, no matter whether it was scorching hot or bitterly cold.

Day after day, year after year.