Sir, don't shoot! [Quick Transmigration]

Wei Nan was bitten.

Han Mo fell into an ice cellar, as if his blood had been frozen.

Zheng Huailei also stayed where he was, not expecting that Wei Nan would be attacked by zombies, and it was because of helping him.

"Brother Lei, take Xuanxuan away." Compared with Han Mo and Zheng Huailei's helplessness, Wei Nan quickly calmed down and accepted the reality after a short period of emotional fluctuations. "Leave quickly, there is no time, don't take your daughter on a risk."

"...Then what do you two do?"

When Han Mo was attacked, Zheng Huailei refused to let him get in the car, so he even fought Wei Nanda.Now that Wei Nan casually asked him to leave, he hesitated instead.Is it really necessary to leave two people at once and let them fend for themselves?

It is psychologically easier to shoot a zombie than to shoot a living person, and it is easier to just abandon it than to kill it yourself.But no matter which method is adopted, Zheng Huailei has already owed this debt of favor.Wei Nan and Han Mo will die because of him, one is because of his selfishness, the other is because of his negligence, as long as he is alive, he will always have to carry this debt on his back.

"Han Mo and I stay here, advancing together and retreating together, there is nothing wrong with it." Wei Nan was still in the mood to smile at this time, "But you, if you don't leave quickly, aren't you afraid of being torn apart by me?"

Zheng Huailei opened his mouth, wanting to say something more.But whether it is thanks or apology, it is useless at this moment.

"I understand." He clenched his fist and let go, making up his mind.

Before he started the engine and drove on the road, he deliberately rolled down the window.

"Xuanxuan, say goodbye to my uncles, and thank you." Zheng Huailei wiped his face and said to his daughter.

"Goodbye, Uncle Han, goodbye, Uncle Wei...Thank you." Zheng Xuan leaned half out of the car window and waved her little hand, her voice soft.Although no one said it clearly, the little girl could vaguely sense that this place would be the last one.

Wei Nan waited until Zheng Huailei's car disappeared from sight before he slumped against the broken wall.

Han Mo took his hand, looking at the bite mark that was starting to turn black, flustered.Wei Nan's breathing became short of breath, a thin layer of sweat oozed from his forehead, and he had already developed a high fever.This is a precursor to zombification, and then he will gradually lose consciousness, his skin will thicken, his canine teeth will become long and sharp, and he will show a strong aggressiveness towards all living creatures around him, completely becoming a living dead with only hunting instincts left.

"What are you waiting for? Do it now."

Wei Nan broke away from his hand, stuffed his own gun into Han Mo's palm, wrapped his palm around his hand to let him hold the handle of the gun, and then pointed directly at his temple.

"I don't want to be like that, you understand." Wei Nan squinted at him with a smile on his lips, "So I'll leave it to you, while I'm still handsome... otherwise I'll turn ugly after a while, you You will want to break up with me."

"Are you...are you kidding? How could I?" Han Mo shook his head, "There must be other ways, don't you have medicine with you? Didn't you save me when I was bitten? You Where do you put the needle? I'll give you an injection right away."

"Don't waste your energy, just treat it as one of the last requests, do it quickly." Wei Nan held Han Mo's wrist to stop him from moving.

"Do you have any other requests?" Han Mo was taken aback.

"Before you shoot, hug me first." Wei Nan said shyly, his eyes bright.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Han Mo hugged him, buried his face into his neck, and said in a muffled voice, "There must be a way. Tell me where the needle is."

Having said that, Han Mo himself knew well that Wei Nan had exhausted all methods, but he still couldn't bring the original owner back to consciousness.He was able to wake up purely because the system allowed his consciousness to pass through this body.

Therefore, if the same drug is used on Wei Nan, [-]% of it will not be effective.What's more, Wei Nan injected him with medicine, but it was a dead horse in a hurry, and it was not an effective treatment that has been proven through rigorous experiments, and it cannot be guaranteed to work in every situation.

But now, those medicines are Han Mo's only hope now.

The warning sound of the system pierced into the ears: "Mission target Wei Nan, the current consciousness level is 60%. 'Consciousness dissociation, to put it bluntly, is the process of death.

Han Mo came back to his senses and found that Wei Nan had passed out and his breath was weak.The bruise around the wound on the hand spread to the entire arm.

He quickly rummaged through the pockets of Wei Nan's military uniform, and finally found two tubes of injections in the zipper side pocket of his field pants.The syringe was filled with a light green clear liquid, which was exactly the same as what Wei Nan had injected for him before.

He let Wei Nan lean on him, grabbed his wrist, found the dark blue blood vein at the elbow, carefully pushed the needle tip in, and then injected the medicine bit by bit.

Wei Nan didn't open his eyes, nor did he respond, just letting him manipulate him.After the needle was pulled out, dark red blood flowed out from the small hole on the arm, and the hem of the clothes was dyed brown.Han Mo had no choice but to tear off a piece of clean cloth to hold him down, holding him motionless.

S999: 'Mission target Wei Nan, the current level of consciousness dislocation is 40%. '

Han Mo held his breath and waited for more than ten minutes, until Wei Nan's coma had far exceeded the zombification time of ordinary infected people, and then he was sure that the medicine he injected had some effect.At least Wei Nan didn't turn into a zombie, and his vital signs stabilized slightly.

It's just that he still hasn't woken up.

Han Mo: "Please count the current synchronization rate of the task target. '

S999: 'Mission Weinan, the current synchronization rate is 78%. '"

Han Mo was almost in despair. If Wei Nan lost consciousness and the synchronization rate stagnated, or worse, Wei Nan died directly like this, then what should Xie Yu do?

Without some fragments of consciousness, even if Han Mo can complete the tasks in other time and space, Xie Yu's overall consciousness will still be in an extremely unstable state, and may collapse at any time, or fall into eternal sleep.

Looking at Wei Nan unconscious in his arms, it was like seeing Xie Yu walking towards death step by step within a short distance from him.

Xie Yu might die.

In the past, no matter how dangerous the exploration mission was, Xie Yu's consciousness would be able to return to the headquarters safely even if the character who traveled through died.After Xie Yu traveled to IT-689 time and space and disappeared, the system immediately gave a search and rescue plan, and so far, everything has been going smoothly.

Therefore, Han Mo never thought deeply about this possibility. It was only at this moment that he deeply realized that Xie Yu might really die, and his soul would be completely wiped out without leaving any trace.

"You can't leave me alone." He hugged Wei Nan and said softly.

Wei Nan didn't answer.

S999 was also at a loss. All the system could bring him was a series of cold numbers, current synchronization rate, degree of dissociation of consciousness, degree of character deviation, and Wei Nan's death rate.In the systematic analysis, Wei Nan's death rate was as high as [-]%, and there was a [-]% chance that he would survive.

But to Han Mo, the two numbers eighty and twenty are meaningless. To live or die, to exist or not to exist, the reality he will face is whether there are two worlds with Xie Yu or without Xie Yu. Choose one of them, once it is established, it will be [-]%, and the rest of the probabilities have nothing to do with him.

Wei Nan's breathing was shallow and intermittent, sometimes he had a high fever, and sometimes his whole body was cold.

Han Mo kept holding him, as if he was unconscious and didn't feel tired at all.Although Wei Nan's breathing and heartbeat were weak, as long as they didn't stop, he had a glimmer of hope.

The shadow of the sun gradually slanted, and then it ushered in the night.

Han Mo's posture almost never changed, except for raising his gun to kill the infected who came following the scent.It wasn't until the middle of the moon that he suddenly remembered something, gently put Wei Nan down, and let him lie flat on the ground.

Han Mo's dormant period is coming soon.For him, going into hibernation is a good thing, at least he doesn't have to endure the torment of waiting, and he can temporarily relieve himself from the anxiety.But going into hibernation means losing the ability to defend. If Wei Nan is attacked or turned into a zombie, Han Mo may never see him again when he wakes up.

Han Mo sat on the ground and bent his knees, removed the straps from the high military boots, and then lay down beside Wei Nan, tightly binding his wrists to Wei Nan's.

After doing all this, he fell into a dark and sweet state of peace and quiet.

In the wilderness, the two of them were lying side by side on the ground. Han Mo's military coat covered Wei Nan's body, covered with silvery moonlight.

Even though Wei Nan fell into a coma, his brows were furrowed, as if he was resisting some inescapable external force.His muscles tensed, large drops of cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and his panting gradually became short of breath.

After taking a deep breath, he opened his eyes and sat up suddenly.

His body was still very weak, and his forehead was wet with sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

As soon as he regained consciousness, the first thing Wei Nan noticed was that Han Mo's coat was covering him, and then he found that one of his wrists was bound by something, and he couldn't move.

After opening the coat, he found that Han Mo had tied his wrists with his own, and the knot was tied so tightly that they couldn't be easily separated.

He raised the corners of his lips and showed a clear smile. The smile looked very gentle, as if he was deeply immersed in happiness.With the other arm supported, he turned over with great effort, kneeled on both sides of Han Mo with his knees apart, and leaned over to look at him.

"Little fool, I'm really sorry." He traced Han Mo's lip line and beautiful jaw line with the only remaining movable hand, and leaned forward to kiss Han Mo's eyelashes, his movements were full of nostalgia.

Finally, he took out the military badge that he had been wearing next to his body from his neck, and put it in the chest pocket of Han Mo's uniform.

S999: 'Mission target Weinan, the current synchronization rate is 95%. '

S999: 'Mission target Wei Nan, the current level of consciousness dislocation is 60%...70%...80%...'

S999: 'Wei Nan, the target of the mission, is determined to be dead. '

……

Sunrise time.

As soon as Han Mo regained consciousness, the first thing that came into his ears was the system prompt.

For a moment, he couldn't think at all, his chest was empty, as if he had been cut open and an important part had been taken away.He closed his eyes and let the notification sound repeat in his ears, unable to believe it was real.

Wei Nan turned sideways, clasped his fingers with his bound hands, and wrapped his arms around his waist with the other arm, with a peaceful expression.

It was as if they were just ordinary lovers, having an ordinary morning together.

Han Mo felt the touch of the opponent's palm and the weight of his arm, but he still didn't dare to get up or move at will.Wei Nan looked like he was just asleep, deeply asleep, dreaming sweet dreams.But if he accidentally let go of his hand, then as judged by the system, he really won't wake up again.

Han Mo turned off the system prompts and lay quietly in the rising sky, afraid of ruining the last hug.

If this is a dream that needs to end, he wants to face the harsh reality later.

The sun was blinding, his eyes were sore, and his heart was heavy.He grabbed the fabric of his chest, but accidentally touched a hard object.

It is Wei Nan's military registration card, his only identification, and the only proof of existence.When he was about to die, Wei Nan handed this thing to Han Mo.

Wei Nan's death is equivalent to Xie Yu's death.The former at least has a military card to leave a memory, but once Xie Yu's consciousness dissipates, not even a trace will be left. If Han Mo returns to the headquarters, the mother system will take all the memories about Xie Yu together. Clear to assign him another partner.

"How can you just leave this thing for me...?" Han Mo lay in Wei Nan's arms, holding the piece of cold metal, and finally couldn't help crying, "Wei Nan... Xie Yu... you asshole!"