The Vydonov nuclear power plant exploded. As an advance team, they were sent to the radiation zone to investigate the situation.

Not long after entering the forest, Sam felt dizzy, but the helicopter had already left, and they were far away from the temporary base.Because he didn't want to turn back alone, he could only bite the bullet and walk forward.

There was a lot of fog and the air was clammy and cold.

Some teammates said that it might rain tomorrow, and it would be even more difficult to move forward at that time. Fortunately, we can go back after the mission is over today.

Alan was at the forefront, his usual wayfinding style.

While reporting the situation, he reminded the team members.

Sam walked and became the last one in the line.

Looking at the back of the person in front, he could only pretend to be calm and follow suit.

After forgetting how long he had been walking, he heard someone talking.

Because of his shortness of breath, he could only hear half a sentence.

Everyone screamed in panic, calling for help.

until a shot was fired.

He raised his drooping head, and at the same time, he smelled blood.

"... More than one! Everyone, gather!" It was Alan's voice.It couldn't be more familiar.

He drew his gun, but found that his arm was shaking.

I really want to die, but at this time...

Sam frowned and struggled to see what was in front of him.

It was discovered that Alan, who was on the side, had blocked in front of him at some point.

"The fog is too thick, follow me closely." The person in front said in a low voice.

Sam wants to laugh, this is probably the first time Alan has engaged in "discriminatory treatment".

But he was covered in cold sweat and short of breath, but he couldn't laugh.

He said "hmm", but it took 10 minutes.Amidst the smell of blood and screams, he found that he could no longer follow Alan.

"You go...Alan, leave us alone...If the support team gets over quickly, we will already be torn apart by these monsters..." Sam covered the wound under his torn isolation suit.

If this continues, no one will be able to get out of the forest alive.

On the contrary, if Alan abandons his teammates who cannot survive at all.With his excellent skill and marksmanship, there may still be a glimmer of life.

Unexpectedly, Alan pushed his hand away to cover the wound by himself, and said angrily, "I didn't plan to care..."

Sam, who couldn't breathe, almost died...

That's right, life and death are at stake, who cares about these teammates.

After a while, they ran to the dry grass to find a good place to shoot. Alan adjusted his breathing and said, "I know... these things... I can't deal with them alone..."

"I know...that's why I said that." Sam clutched at the tear in his clothes, always afraid that with a little more radiation, he might become like these horrible things.

"I know very well...if this goes on...I might die too..." Alan fired a shot at the giant rat that was walking toward them looking for a scent.

Under his hand, Sam could feel his injured arm jerk slightly from the shooting.

But the person concerned didn't care about it. Instead, he looked at himself sideways and said, "But if you have the opportunity...to wait for the support team... why not give it a try."

Alan's words made his head explode instantly.He froze for a few seconds before realizing that Alan had drawn out his saber and was standing not far from the giant rat.

Looking at the feet again, it was an empty magazine that had been thrown away.

"Alan..." he wanted to shout, but couldn't.I could only watch helplessly as the mottled shadow was enveloped by the fog.

Heart hurts.

"Without bullets, it's...damn, don't hold on, Alan..." Sam braced himself and stood up...

When he managed to find the bullet on his dead teammate, and then found Alan in the fog, he saw him pull the last knife from the giant rat's body.

Bright red blood splashed on his face, as if cutting through the only color of the thick fog.

"Alan—" he yelled, throwing the clip over with all his might.

The person squatting on the ground looked up at him, but suddenly opened his eyes wide, and shouted hoarsely: "Sam!!! Behind!"

Behind?

He didn't have time to react, and when he turned around, something was deeply embedded in his flesh, covering his whole body to the ground.

"Sam! Sam!!!" Alan shouted his name like crazy.

"Boom!" There was another gunshot.The mouse that was held firmly by his hands suddenly lost its strength.

But at the same time, he also felt that his muscles had no support, and his hands drooped heavily.

"Sam..." The voice approached with panicked footsteps.Finally, the previous blame and severity were gone.

"Alan, when I came in... I already had a problem... I couldn't hold on anymore."

It's a pity that the person kneeling beside him didn't listen to the same thing, and he simply treated the wound for him.

After carefully checking Sam's mask, he took off his own mask and covered his mouth and nose.

Without raising his head, he said, "Your mask is broken, it's just a reaction caused by radiation, you can recover after going back for treatment."

But the wound was too big and too deep, the bleeding had stopped a bit, but Sam's face was already as white as paper.

"Alan...you go..." He knew the current situation, from which direction those mutated giant rats might appear at any time.

Alan ignored him.

He even took off his isolation suit directly, and took out a black handkerchief from the pocket of the suit to wrap around his face.Then he pressed his hand tightly to the edge of his covered wound.

"Does it hurt?" Maybe there was something on his face, Alan's voice sounded muffled.

That handkerchief was given to him by Sam for Christmas, thanks to buy one get one free.

Sam wanted to laugh at him, but his vision had started to blur, and he could only see a cloud of color in front of him.

He still struggled to answer, "No...it doesn't hurt."

"..." Alan didn't speak, and lowered his head.

tick, tick...

A few drops of warm clear liquid hit Sam's face shield, and he felt the man tremble, even his shoulders.

He cried?

Sam tried to open his eyes, and saw the only beautiful blue eyes that were showing, and kept crying.

"It's me...not good..." Alan said, "I swear to God, I will protect you...Sam, you persevere...it won't hurt when you go back..." Then he reached out and stroked his soft hair.

"It's my fault, I should have let you go... I shouldn't have met you..."

Sam tried to make him stop crying, but his lips couldn't move anymore.

Maybe it was because there was a big gash in his chest, and when he saw Alan's teary eyes, his heart ached.

"Squeak... squeak..." He seemed to hear the voice coming from not far away. Alan looked at the people on the ground who couldn't dodge the attack, so he picked up the gun, wiped the blood off the dagger, and stood up.

"wait me back."

At that time, he naively thought that his Alan would return with honors like before, and then sneaked to the training ground to supervise his training after getting off the helicopter.

But that forest was like the sea, swallowing all their tears.

"Please answer if you hear it, please answer if you hear it. The rescue team is about to arrive, please don't turn off the radio..." When the voice came from the communicator in the mask, Sam couldn't tell who was speaking.

He said softly, "Don't...cry...Alan..." Finally, he closed his eyes.

"Report, there are still surviving team members on the ground! Prepare to land, prepare to land."

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Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 37704902, 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of new wine;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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