Undead

"Sinan!"

"Si Xiaonan—!"

"Brother Rong is here to pick you up, come out!"

Shouts echoed on the long dark night street where you could not see your fingers. Zhou Rong put down the loudspeaker that he had just dug out from the ruins of the store, and scanned the surrounding area through infrared rays. Human-shaped objects within a radius of [-] meters quickly gathered. It's all ghosts.

Zhou Rong shot off a few zombies who were moving after hearing the wind, fired a rope climbing gun, and quickly climbed up the telephone pole.

The moment he left the ground, zombies swarmed in, stretching out their hands in a daze.

Shouting back and forth in the streets and alleys can be said to be the most dangerous and inefficient way at the moment.Zhou Rong knew that the best way to do it was to find a safe and hidden hiding place, rest and keep warm, wait for the dawn, and wait for the visible conditions to improve before starting to act; but he knew that Sinan could not wait.

He couldn't spend the deadly night alone in this bad state in the most dangerous hinterland of the city.

Zhou Rong took a breath of cold air, kept awake by the tingling of his lungs, and squinted his eyes like a beast hunting in the middle of the night: "Potential antisocial personality, schizophrenia, can't predict the movement, don't use any stimulation It regained its sanity..."

"Mix Omega," he murmured.

His eyes turned to the void. On the afternoon of the first meeting, in the besieged parking building, the young man who was completely covered by motorcycle jackets and helmets looked up from the street and looked at him through the air.

"Is it you?" Zhou Rong asked in a low voice, like he had done countless times in secret, he raised his hand to pinch that soft cheek, but what he touched was the biting cold wind of winter night.

"Brother Rong is wrong. I don't mean to look down on Omega, and I am willing to respect your opinion."

"If you'd like to come back..."

"As long as you come back, Brother Rong will wait for you to choose..."

Zhou Rong closed his eyes, only allowing himself to indulge in regret and sadness for a short moment.He opened his eyes a few seconds later, forced himself into combat mode again, fired his rope gun from the top of the pole, and hurried down the next block.

·

Meanwhile, one kilometer away.

A certain residence.

The soles of the boots stepped on the broken glass all over the floor, making a slight clacking sound.

At the same time as the sound was heard, the shadow in the corner of the room moved.I saw a rotten gray and black face turned around in the darkness, as if smelling the smell of fresh human flesh, the cloudy eyeballs rolled over.

A figure staggered into the room wrapped in the cold wind, as if completely oblivious to the deadly danger in the corner of the room.

"...Ugh..."

Most of the rotten chest cavity could not stop leaking air, the zombie staggered up, and the desire to prey rapidly surged under the stimulation of Omega's sweet pheromone.

The taste of flesh and blood instantly filled the rotting mouth, but before the zombie had time to take a second bite, there was a crackling sound from its cervical spine.

The zombie's head tilted down at a strange angle, and then it was picked up by someone with one hand and smashed heavily on the wall, splashing half of the wall with brains.

Sinan groaned indistinctly. He vaguely felt pain in his wrist, but he couldn't see what happened, so he raised his hand and touched it, as if he touched wet flesh.

I was bitten by a zombie, the thought flashed through his subconscious mind.

This is actually very weird, because he is as vacant as if he is stepping on a cloud, chaotic halos and spots are constantly flashing in front of his eyes, the spiritual world switches back and forth between reality and illusion, and he can't even remember who he is. It was impossible to tell if I was standing, sitting, or passed out.

But he just knew that he was bitten by a zombie.

With a loud bang, he fell to the ground, leaning his back against the wet and dirty wall, trembling and straightening his two long legs, his chest panting with a tearing sound.

Bitten again, he thought.

……

"You were bitten again." Someone said angrily, every word.

It was a young man with blond hair and blue eyes wearing a camouflage uniform. He was not very old, and he looked like he might be in his early twenties, but because of his good birth, he had already worn a military rank on his shoulders. There were arrogance, disgust and anger floating in the corners of his brows and eyes. Mixed look.

Si Nan was leaning on the electric shock chair. He was wearing a white T-shirt. He had a thin figure that was unique to the developmental period of a teenager, and his head was raised casually.

"So, are you going to punish me?" I haven't cut my hair for a while, but the messy bangs can't stop his bright and mocking eyes, and said indifferently: "Come on."

Probably irritated by this attitude, the man picked up his collar and said angrily: "Do you think this is harming you? You are a monster! What else can you do other than accepting experiments and special training! If your father threw you in an orphanage, you'd be a scumbag now working in a convenience store or driving food!"

Sinan raised an eyebrow: "Oh? In your eyes, the definition of inferior people is to drive and deliver food? You are really a well-bred young master."

The man opened his mouth to scold something, but Sinan hooked the corner of his mouth maliciously:

"I thought that after the death of my mother, who you called 'dirty and vulgar', your father, who was so distraught that he drank all day long, was really inferior..."

With an extremely crisp sound, the man slapped Sinan over his head with a slap, blood slowly oozing from the corner of his mouth.

"..." The young man took a breath, turned around and smiled at him:

"In other words, you, who are full of resentment towards your father, and at the same time trying so hard to gain his approval, may not even be as good as an inferior..."

He thought he would receive another slap, but the man raised his hand, but it stopped in mid-air.After five seconds of dead silence, he suddenly roared angrily, "Electric shock!"

As soon as the words were finished, the blue light glowed, and Sinan's body jerked and fell backwards, his hands and feet convulsing uncontrollably.

The shock ends after a few seconds.

However, Si Nan didn't wake up, and kept the posture of sinking into the back of the chair completely still. There was no movement for a long time, and even his chest stopped rising and falling.

The man waited for more than ten seconds. Suspicion finally appeared in his eyes. He cautiously stepped forward and stopped for a moment before reaching out to press his pulse on the side of his neck. He felt that the pulse under the delicate skin at the fingertips was extremely weak.He tentatively extended his index finger to the boy's nose again, breathing like a gossamer, almost imperceptible.

How could this be?

"Come here a few people." He turned on the walkie-talkie on his shoulder, gave a short order, and opened the handcuffs on the boy's wrists.

At this moment, Si Nan clenched his originally pale, slender, lifeless fingers, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.

When he realized something was wrong, the man stepped back quickly, but the head-on wind was as fast as lightning, Sinan grabbed the handrail and stood up sideways, kicking the man over to the corner of the wall!

The booming sound shook the ground, and the man caught off guard and exhaled in pain, and immediately his body sank.He opened his eyes in a jerk, and saw Sinan leaning over in front of him, with one knee pressed against his chest, and he lifted the collar of the camouflage uniform fiercely.

The young man's pale forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and the lingering aftertaste of the electric shock had not completely faded away; however, the pain coated him with a strange and scorching light, that unknowing, tyrannical attraction, which made people unable to look away.

"Are you afraid of me?" He asked with a smile.

The man's breath was choked in his throat, and the strong anger turned into anger, as well as another sudden and unspeakable emotion, forced him to be speechless on the spot.

"You are afraid of me, a monster, but you want to have the ability of a monster—"

When Si Nan smiled, a small white tooth was exposed at the corner of his mouth, which was actually very playful and attractive on such a handsome young face.

But if you look into his eyes, you will only feel the chill and terror in your heart, as if seeing a demon screaming and waking up from the abyss of hell.

"Stupid without knowing it, greedy without knowing it." The young man leaned into his ear and said softly, "All of you will pay the price."

The door of the laboratory behind him was knocked open, and the guards rushed over, hurriedly pulled the boy away, and someone stepped forward to carefully lift the boy up from the ground.

Someone was yelling loudly, someone was yelling, but Sinan didn't hear anything clearly.He didn't even look at the indescribable gaze of the man on him across the crowd. When he turned around, he had already forgotten whether he had suffered a more severe punishment that day, and only remembered the twisted pleasure deep in his heart.

All of you will pay the price.

And I don't care about anything.

Because fate takes everything to the grave and leaves me with nothing, so don't care about anything.

·

six in the morning.

The night spiraled up from the earth, and an endless grayish blue appeared at the end of the sky, like the faded patches of black cloth after washing, gradually expanding in sight.

Holding a gun in one hand, Zhou Rong hid behind the transformer box at the corner of the alley, licked the scratched back of his hand when he fell from the second floor, and exhaled exhaustedly.

On the road not far away, zombies were gradually coming out of the darkness, swaying in groups and roaring.

It's another day in the last days.

"Si Xiaonan..." Zhou Rong gasped and murmured, "Give me some more courage, please."

The zombies seemed to have discovered something, and at the same time they turned around and crowded into the alley.Zhou Rong gritted his teeth, got up from behind the transformer box and pulled the trigger. The first few zombies fell in response, but more living dead excitedly stepped over similar corpses, scrambling to come forward.

Zhou Rong rushed across the road, screaming almost exhausted all his strength: "Si-Xiao-Nan-!"

·

"Si Xiaonan—!"

In the messy rental house, Sinan suddenly twitched in a coma, his eyelashes quivering to open.

The first ray of skylight shines through the window lattice, reflecting the detached body of the zombie, the dry and black baby skeleton in the corner, the wall splattered with rotting blood and brains, and under the overturned desk, a green star is still shining. Light electronic clock.

6:12 AM.

The sky light gradually became clear at an extremely slow speed, spreading out as a long and dark strip of light on the floor.At the end of the light band, the bloody tooth marks on Sinan's wrist were slowly drying up, scabbing, turning into purple-black scars, and beginning to fall off.

The new tender skin is exposed behind the scab, and the pink color has not completely faded away, quietly bathed in the misty morning light of a new day.

Si Nan tightly closed his eyelids, opened them again a few minutes later, and sat up dazedly.

"...Is anyone there?" He looked around and said hoarsely.

There was a dead silence in the rental house, and there was no answer.

"Zhou Rong?" He asked in a low voice, "Brother Rong?"

Si Nan got up, his mind a little drowsy, and walked unsteadily to the window.In the gaps between the buildings in the city, the first ray of light suddenly flashed on the eastern horizon, making his pupils constrict unexpectedly.

It was as if lightning had split his mind, and everything that happened in the past 24 hours flashed back in front of his eyes—the cement slab collapsed on the construction site, Yan Hao whose wrist was broken, Zhou Rong who was calling out urgently, and the bustling zombies that could not see the end... …

What was finally frozen in memory was the searchlights shooting back and forth over the city, and the helicopter roaring and making a loud noise, breaking through the clouds and flying to the far south.

—they're gone.

They went to the South China Sea.

The moment he realized this fact, the blood in Sinan's whole body turned cold, and frost seemed to form in his lungs.

"You..." He immediately panicked, leaning out of the window as hard as he could, trying to find the helicopter in the dark dawn sky: "You..."

You didn't wait for me.

——Why didn't you wait for me?

Si Nan staggered back, sat slumped on the floor, and hugged his head.Strong remorse is like a poisonous snake biting the heart fiercely, the internal organs are soaked in venom, and the pain is unspeakable.

I screwed up, he thought nervously, scratching his hair, and I screwed up everything.

Yan Hao was injured by me, maybe Zhou Rong too.I lured my teammates into the center of a city filled with the living dead, wounded them, and left them on my motorcycle!

Why did I run away? !

Are they safe, where are they?Did Zhou Rong try to find me, and would they turn back?

Countless questions pulled his heart into hell, and Sinan held his breath.

I was wrong, I'm still here, come back to me... He thought tremblingly, scratching unconsciously with his fingers on the floor, leaving countless pale and interlaced marks.

I was wrong, come back to me...

Sunlight crossed the high window sill and spilled into the small rental house, Sinan closed his eyes painfully in the bright light.

He was willing to pay any price to go back twelve hours ago, catch himself driving away like crazy, and slap him hard.Or he would rather go back to the construction site before attacking the unsuspecting Yan Hao and Zhou Rong, snap off his hand, and end all irreversible consequences before they happen.

But now he can't do anything.

He has no weapons, no food, no means of transportation, and stands alone in the center of a city densely populated by zombies.

Isolated.

He has never realized so clearly before that after finally re-establishing a little connection with this world, he actually cut them off with his own hands, and fell into the abyss of loneliness and darkness again.

6:30 AM in the morning.

The intense hunger woke up Sinan, and he opened his eyes in a daze, the corners of which were moist and red.

The city is already brightly lit, and the heavy footsteps and whimpers of zombies can be heard one after another in the streets.

— must get out of here.

Si Nan stood up, staring at the stars in front of his eyes.The result of sleeping on the cold floor in the winter night was a fever. He could feel his forehead burning, and his footsteps were weak and weak. Every step seemed to be stepping on a cotton field; but he knew that he must not fall down now.

Zhou Rong parked his armored vehicle at the heliport on the outskirts of the city. If he rushed there now, he should still have time to go to the South China Sea.

"I'm sorry..." Si Nan whispered, paused and then said to himself: "Wait for me."

He pushed open the door, shivered, and walked out of the rental house with a deep kick and a shallow kick.

·

Bang bang bang!

Zhou Rong can't remember how many times he pulled the trigger, used the heavy firepower of the assault rifle to barely hinder the advancing speed of the zombie group, and then took the opportunity to jump onto the wall or tree trunk, relying on the mid-air route to gain a chance of survival.

Fortunately, fate has always been on his side, and he has never really fallen into a desperate situation, and even gave him an unimaginable gift when the daylight dawned: a few cats found in the corner of the smashed window of the store. , has been dry and yellow, but it is still enough to eat the small bread.

"Thank you for the great invention of human beings—preservatives," Zhou Rong laughed at himself, squatting on the top of the wall and finished two breads in a few mouthfuls, wrapped the remaining two in his arms and put them in his arms: "Comrade Si Xiaonan, brother warns You, if you are picky eaters now, I really want to spank your ass..."

He supported the tree trunk to stand up, and without looking at the swarms of zombie claws dancing a few centimeters below his feet, he jumped along the wall to the roof, and walked quickly to the street.

If Sinan can regain his sanity, there is a high possibility that he will leave the city center during the day and go to the airport expressway where they parted before—even if he is disappointed with the 118 squad that he left behind, he should still find a way to go to the armored vehicle Search for leftovers, or fly a helicopter to the South China Sea.

But now, he should still be in the city.

Zhou Rong patrolled the surrounding environment, fixed his eyes on the roof of the office building not far away, and considered the feasibility of collecting fuel and lighting the signal smoke. After a while, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

"Not much, just one hit," Zhou Rong pondered on Sinan's butt, thinking with itchy teeth, "Two hits at most."

This imagination gave him endless motivation.Zhou Rong leapt, climbed from the roof to the branches beside the sidewalk, then jumped off the ground, and ran away before the group of zombies on the road could react.

·

Whoa!

Sinan lifted the overturned shelf on the ground, and was disappointed to find that there was nothing to eat except garbage and sundries.

When the doomsday came, the city was looted by the refugees, and then the survivors stranded in the city center were searched several times, not to mention vacuum-packed food and canned food, even chewing gum, snacks, and seasonings were looted. Not a single crumb remained.

Si Nan picked up a chair, knocked over a zombie that was sneaking up behind him, and stood up dizzy.

Hunger and thirst engulfed all his senses, and he could hardly feel anything except intense, body-emptying hunger.

If only there was something to eat... he thought drowsily.

Just give me something to eat...

Suddenly his ears moved, and he heard the sound of wheels rolling over the ground on the road not far away—someone!

How could anyone?Survivors or search and rescue forces?Or... Team 118 came back to look for him? !

As if a booster shot into his veins instantly, Sinan woke up and ran out of the alley like a sharp arrow, rushing up the street like a sharp arrow, only in time to catch a glimpse of a big blue and white car passing away.

"Hey! Hey—!" Sinan roared desperately: "Zhou Rong!!"

But the car didn't stop, turned at the end of the road, and sped into the next block.

Without even thinking about it, Sinan ran after him.He may have never run so fast in his life, not even when he was chased by a zombie orangutan in the base of the B military region. Before the hordes of zombies had time to touch the corner of his clothes, they were swept by him like a hurricane, and they were thrown far away. behind.

"Zhou Rong!!" He shouted hoarsely.

"Zhou Rong——!"

After turning around a few blocks, Sinan stopped at the crossroads and looked around panting.

Hospitals, schools, traffic boxes, street gardens... Zombies in twos and threes, limping around with dragging feet, let out dull and indistinct roars.

What about people?

What about Zhou Rong? ...

Si Nan's eyes fell into despair inch by inch, and then suddenly froze as if catching a glimpse of a life-saving straw——

Not far ahead, behind a certain machine at the gas station, a large SUV was revealing a small half of its blue and white painted rear box.

Sinan took two steps forward uncontrollably, and then stopped again.Through the gap of the refueling machine, he saw the door of the car was pushed open, and the tall, hooded driver got out of the car and went to the trunk, found a few packets of compressed biscuits and water, and got back into the cab.

Sinan's feverish and chaotic brain seemed to be poured with a handful of ice and snow in an instant - that was not Zhou Rong.

Who is it?Is it dangerous?Do you have any weapons?Is it Alpha?

Once the heat faded, Sinan's well-trained nerves tensed up habitually: rationally reminded him to hide his body immediately, keep tracking, and observe the movement for follow-up; but the intense hunger made him very hesitant and wanted to Go up and beg for some...or steal some food.

He has never been so hungry.

Si Nan swallowed slightly.