Mist

"Ho—"

"Boom!"

The back door of the old-fashioned off-road vehicle opened, and the back seat was fired. Another group of zombies burst their heads and fell to the ground. The bright red blood pooled into blood puddles and flowed to the sewer.

There was a mess in the underground passage, and the lights in the scattered lamps flickered, flickering and dimming.

The car hurriedly in the direction leading to the ground exit, through the darkness, through the depressive gloom, through the zombies wandering in the passage, the pair of stiff and pale hands in the air, toward the dazzling sunlight-all around suddenly opened up, Xia The sun scorched the car body at 9:30, but everyone's heart was cold.

The dark underground passage exit is getting farther and farther.

"Boom!" The off-road vehicle ran into a zombie, blood snaking down the windshield.

Zhou Mingxuan has excellent driving skills.

The main road was crowded with zombies, and the abandoned vehicles ran across the wreckage on the road occasionally. The car suddenly tilted and landed steadily at an extremely tricky angle before moving on.

Song Qinglan was sitting in the co-driver, sleeping on her way, and exploded the zombie's head with one shot and one shot. From the rearview mirror, only Song Qinglan's tight jawline can be seen during the monsoon rains, as well as the slender fingers that pull the trigger from time to time.

No one in the car spoke.

They rushed through a dense wave of zombies in front, and the car left blood marks in the frenetic chase of the zombies, and gradually left them behind.

The Runjin Building became smaller and smaller in the rear view.

Gradually, it was swallowed by the huge black wall, disappeared into the darkness, and was no longer visible.

Leaving the most prosperous city center, the number of zombies visible on the roadside was relatively reduced, and occasionally some survivors’ traces left when they called for help and the police resources destroyed by the explosion were encountered occasionally.

Song Qinglan retracted her sleep, took out the half pack of cigarettes left in this old-fashioned off-road vehicle, lit one out of the window, but didn't smoke it.

In the back seat, Li Chun couldn't help sobbing: "Before we left the mission, Brother Wen also said that he wanted to try the smell of Xijing City's cigarettes in a few decades."

"Who knows that Xijing didn't go to 1460 at all, nor did he smoke the cigarettes decades later..."

"There were no two people in just a few hours. What kind of a silly mission? Who the **** is going to die... What a bad luck, they landed in this **** place, so the A-level mission became **** difficult! "

Although there was Duan Wen trying to find the way, they still went through a fierce battle in the fire escape ladder in the northeast corner. It is hard to imagine what scene Duan Wen was in on the fire escape ladder. Li Chun was younger in the end. He escaped from the dead and lost his teammates again. For a while, he couldn't control his emotions.

During the monsoon rain, he noticed that Tang Le's eye circles were reddening beside him.

During the monsoon rains, he never had teammates and always acted alone, so he wanted to comfort him, but he couldn't say a word.

He is too bad at expressing emotions.

"Stay." Song Qinglan said, "We can't let them die in vain until we finish the task and go back. After I go back, I will look for those bastards. Why did this happen? Is it a bug or a man-made problem? If you don't give an answer, just Let all the command center take a capsule cabin over for a day trip."

Everyone was silent.

Song Qinglan added: "Also, no matter what happens next, no one is allowed to make his own mind. Active sacrifice is a stupid behavior, not worth learning. There is nothing more important than living. There are many other things in the team, etc. Don’t rush to death."

Still no one speaks.

Song Qinglan pinched out the cigarette and threw it out the window: "Did you hear me clearly?!"

"Yes!"

"understood."

"Boom! Boom!"

Zhou Mingxuan ran into two zombies one after another. As the car went away, a few new zombies could be seen rushing out from a shop behind the street and chasing after the car.

"Fuck—" he cursed, "children."

There was a small figure in the group of zombies, with a croissant braid, and a rag doll in a red dress in his hand.

"...Such a small zombie."

Tang Le said: "Zombies bite people regardless of whether they are adults or children."

It's like a black wall swallowing everything.

"There is an old movie where the heroine's husband mutated into a zombie and bit his daughter first." Somehow, Tang Le suddenly talked about this topic, "Once it mutates, there is no reason and no humanity. That movie plot It’s actually a bit like us before. They were all forced to hide in a building, but they were hiding in a shopping mall, and they had a lot of food. They didn’t rush to do tasks and stayed there for several months."

"Dawn of the Living Dead." When it was the monsoon rain, "it was just the heroine's daughter who bit the heroine's husband first."

Tang Le froze for a moment: "Is it? Actually, I followed Tang Qi when I watched it, and consultant Ji also watched it?"

During the rainy season, I regretted talking: "When I saw it, I accidentally saw it."

Song Qinglan picked up the binoculars and looked ahead, then looked at the road map: "Counselor Ji, why don't we take the road?"

During the monsoon rain, he explained: “There is a roadblock 400 meters into the main road, and there is a damaged space car occupying the road.”

There was a bump, and soon the car came out of the alley, and when passing by the road junction, it was found that there were roadblocks.

The drone image is viewed from a high altitude, and the speed is also very fast. It takes a careful observation to see this.

Pass an alley and pass a bridge.

The scenes along the way are similar to those in the city center, either zombies or zombies.

Driving along this road, the car was almost scrapped, carrion was everywhere on the doors and windows, and occasionally a strand of zombie hair was blown, and the scalp stuck to the car shell and flew in the wind.

"where are we going?"

In silence, Zhou Mingxuan finally asked.

This sentence is a bit sad to ask.

In this world called PU-31, apart from choosing fewer zombies and a little farther away from the black wall, they seem to have nowhere to go.

During the monsoon rain, he glanced out the window: "Turn left on the street in front and walk two kilometers into the auxiliary road. There is a bookstore on the side of the road. It is on a small slope, which is well guarded and has a good view."

bookstore?

What age is this, paper books have long been eliminated, and modern humans only need to press the communicator to project all the information they need. It can be said to be a crazy idea to open a bookstore.

Song Qinglan looked at him in the rearview mirror: "Then go to the bookstore."

10:20 in the morning.

Sure enough, as the monsoon said, there is really a bookstore here. Obviously, even in the end times, it is not the existence of humans choosing to be a shelter. From the high-rise bookshelves on the first floor to the ceiling of the second floor, and the smooth floor, it makes people feel like they are back in the last century.

Behind the counter there was a dead old employee, with gray pupils open and a mouthful of false teeth. Even if he has been infected, he can vaguely tell that he was a kind old man before the infection.

Song Qinglan turned him over and put him on the chair.

Watching this scene during the rainy season, I quickly looked away.

The store is very large, and the teammates patrolled the store separately and found that no one else existed except this old man. Arrived too smoothly, not even a few zombies were encountered in this block, and everyone had a feeling that it was too easy after experiencing what happened before.

"The black wall won't be able to chase after half a while. We can stay here for a few hours." Song Qinglan said, "The second floor has a high view. We use the second floor as a stronghold. Zombies who do not have long eyes can rush in the first time. I found out that I can find something to eat now."

"I'll go." Zhou Mingxuan carried his laser gun, "By the way, take a look at the surroundings. Please pay attention to your safety."

"I'm with you." Tang Le said.

In the end, Li Chun also went, and the five left two of them, only Song Qinglan and Song Qinglan were left.

Such an arrangement is rare. It is not used to be alone with people during the rainy season. Fortunately, Song Qinglan said: “I’ll see if I can find something here.”

The two moved separately.

Song Qinglan found some electronic devices. Because there was no internet, there was no gain from them. When he returned to the place, it disappeared during the monsoon rains.

The bookshelves are row after row.

During the monsoon rains, I stood in the corner, holding a bottle of mineral water I didn't know where I found, and his throat rolled and swallowed something.

The next second, the wrist was caught during the monsoon rain.

"Counselor Ji." Song Qinglan asked, "What is this?"

Hold a thin square pill box in your hand during the rainy season.

When asked this way, he twisted his eyebrows and pulled out his hand quickly. Song Qinglan didn't notice for a while, but he ran away and immediately robbed him. During the monsoon rain, he noticed the gust of wind behind his back, suddenly landed on his knees, folded his waist in an incredible arc, and almost slid across the ground.

He knew that he was not Song Qinglan's opponent in melee, so he got up to run after dodge, but Song Qinglan reacted extremely quickly, grabbing his shoulders with big hands like iron tongs.

During the monsoon rains, Song Qinglan elbows back, and Song Qinglan leaned back, and there was another gust of wind.

Relying on her height advantage, Song Qinglan violently pulled the person in front of her, stretching her long arm to catch the pill box in her left hand during the monsoon rains.

During the monsoon rains, the eyes are quick and the hands are quick, and the medicine box forms a parabola in the air.

Unexpectedly, Song Qinglan didn't care about the pill box, so she cut his hands back in this position and pressed her whole body on the bookshelf!

Song Qinglan's tone was strange, and her cold voice came from behind her ears: "During the monsoon, repeating the same time point many times will result in a mentally confusing reality, and you need medication to stay awake-at least I have read a paper That's how it is said."

During the rainy season, I can’t get rid of it. Although I am separated from the clothes, I feel close to another person and feel uncomfortable: "What do you want to say?!"

Song Qinglan said, "I think you haven't told me the truth about many things."

From the convenience store, the beauty salon of Runjin Building, to the bookstore, he looks suspicious from his point of view, and he is too familiar in the rainy season.

Taking a step back, for the twelve missions, there has never been a situation where the jump destination has shifted and entered a strange time and space.

"Can you explain why you came to the bookstore, or how many times have you experienced our current situation?"

When the monsoon rains, I suddenly understood: "Do you think I have something to do with the so-called Ouroboros?"

Song Qinglan: "That's right."

"If you let go, I'll tell you!"

"If you speak out, I'll let go!"

Song Qinglan was already a gangster, and even this team didn't play cards according to common sense.

He couldn't let go without reaching the goal, even if it was a big threat.

During the rainy season, he put his face on the cold bookshelf: "It hurts."

Song Qinglan was startled, how could she still use this trick?

"My hand hurts." It was said again during the rainy season, as if begging, "Will you let go first?"

At that moment, Song Qinglan felt like she was bullying a weak person.

This is not in line with his usual style. Seeing that his face gradually turned pale during the monsoon rains, he expected that he could not get out of his palm anyway, so he let go.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he let go, he received a violent punch in the face.

The cheekbones hurt fiercely.

Song Qinglan was sullen, but seeing the red at the end of her eyes during the monsoon rain, it was obviously really painful, not pretending.

I beat someone during the rainy season, and his expression was still extremely cold: "Team Song, do you know that there is a disease in the world called super-memory syndrome."