Undead

Chen Yajing did what she said, and the news came on the third day.

The patrol team found an abandoned coast guard ship along the coast, and it has been towed to the port to clean it up. It is only waiting for supplies, fresh water and equipment to be transported to the sea before it can go to sea.

The whole tube of light red serum was pushed to the bottom, Ning Yu pulled out the needle, and Chen Yajing took a long breath.

The office was so quiet that a needle could be heard falling on the ground. Wan Biao and other cronies stood around with guns on their backs. After an unknown period of time, Chen Yajing's expression changed suddenly, as if she was in great pain, and she grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair suddenly.

"……what……"

"Ya Jing!"

"Miss Chen!"

"Ah..." Chen Yajing gasped violently, her body trembled constantly, and the veins on the back of her hands bulged.

The blanket on her legs slipped down, and the muscles of her legs, which had been slack due to paralysis, began to tense up gradually. After a few seconds, she pressed the armrest of the wheelchair and stood up slightly!

Wan Biao lost his voice in surprise: "It worked?!"

Ning Yu said decisively: "Wait!"

After Chen Yajing got away from the wheelchair for a few centimeters, her face turned green and red, and her arms began to tremble.Immediately after, under the anxious eyes of everyone, she suddenly lost her strength and sat back on the wheelchair again!

With a bang, the cronies rushed forward to help, but Ning Yu stopped him by raising his hand.

The extreme pain caused Chen Yajing's face to convulse, the scar on her left cheek was distorted, and cold sweat flowed down her pale cheeks layer by layer, making her look a bit ugly and terrifying.But no one around showed any sideways glances. On the contrary, everyone looked dignified, and Wan Biao closed his eyes heavily.

A few minutes later, the sea-like pain finally receded gradually. Chen Yajing let out a breath trembling, and leaned back in the wheelchair exhausted.

"...Failed again," Ning Yu said hoarsely, and put down the empty needle.

Wan Biao's disappointment could hardly be concealed: "Why is this happening, Dr. Ning, didn't you say that vaccine research has made a breakthrough and is close to success?!"

Ning Yu wanted to explain something, but was stopped by Chen Yajing:

"Don't be like this, Wan Biao..." She said wearily, "It's not Ning Yu's fault."

She grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair with all her strength, sat up, glanced at every solemn face in the office, and smiled sadly: "From the moment we received the virus injection, we knew that anything was possible It happened, and I'm still sitting here, it's a very good result, isn't it? At least we still have hope of success."

"No, Yajing." Ning Yu packed up the medical box, stood up, and said slowly: "Your immune system can no longer withstand more modifications and experiments. Even if you fail again, it may be fatal. You will die at any time. immune disorder, or worse..."

"You will be completely zombified." He finally said these words with difficulty under the shocked eyes of his surroundings.

Wan Biao roared, "Dr. Ning!"

Chen Yajing slightly lowered her eyes.

Ning Yu said: "I'm sure the direction of vaccine research is right, but primates have never encountered such a powerful and deadly virus in the evolutionary history of primates, so that the weak immune system of human beings simply can't generate enough strong enough to fight against the virus." Antibody that rivals it. I used to think that the serum in Romuel's hands would allow me to completely perfect the vaccine, but Romuel has obviously..."

He raised his hand to press the center of his eyebrows, as if he could barely restrain his emotions, shook his head and stopped talking.

"Yes, Ning Yu." Chen Yajing said calmly: "Sometimes there is a long, slim distance between 'approaching success' and 'actual success', decades or even generations. The Black Death that ravaged the European continent from the 3000th to the [-]th century AD, the smallpox that killed the Egyptian Pharaoh [-] years ago, the HIV that has not yet found an effective cure, and the Ebola that is still helpless... If someone tells me about zombies It wouldn't surprise me in the slightest that viruses would persist on Earth for hundreds of years."

"But," she said, "that doesn't mean my generation can sit here and wait for it to fade away on the earth. We'll have to fight it to the death."

The office was very quiet, only the sound of people breathing one after another could be heard.

The door was knocked twice.

"Come in."

A guard stepped in, hurried over, and said softly, "Miss Chen, Captain Zhou is here and is waiting outside."

Chen Yajing and Ning Yu exchanged glances quickly, and asked the guard, "Where's the guy named Sinan next to him?"

"Didn't follow."

Wan Biao signaled to his subordinates, and led them quietly into another door of the office—it was a separate rest room.

It wasn't until the door of the lounge was half-closed that Chen Yajing nodded to the guards: "Let Captain Zhou come in."

The guards lead off.

Ning Yu stepped back holding the medicine box, and looked at Chen Yajing's pale face.Zhou Rong's footsteps from far to near could be heard outside the door, Ning Yu opened his mouth, his voice was soft and clear: "It's the last time."

Chen Yajing smiled and said, "It should be said, at least there is one last chance."

Zhou Rong pushed the door open and entered.

Ning Yu made a sharp turn, her white coat fluttered in an arc, and passed Zhou Rong, without looking at anyone, and strode out of the office.

"..." Zhou Rong watched Ning Yu's figure walk away quickly in the corridor, seemed a little surprised, and looked back at Chen Yajing: "Miss Chen is not feeling well?"

"It's just a routine physical examination," Chen Yajing raised her hand to signal, "Please sit down."

Zhou Rong said, "It's okay, I can just stand."

Zhou Rong was wearing a black short jacket, jeans, high-top military boots, and fingerless sniper gloves. His very smart attire made his height look oppressive.Chen Yajing narrowed her eyes thoughtfully, smiled for a long time and said, "I suddenly realized that Captain Zhou has never sat down in front of me."

"Is it?"

"Can I ask the reason? Could it be that I feel something is wrong with me, out of the warrior's instinct, ready to act or evacuate at any time?"

When Chen Yajing asked this question, her tone was very calm, even with a hint of curiosity.Zhou Rong looked down at her from a high position, but out of the corner of his eye, he wandered around the entire office in an instant, and shook his head with a smile after a while: "No, soldiers are used to standing."

Chen Yajing nodded to indicate that she accepted the explanation, her attitude was very natural: "Good Captain Zhou."

She paused, and then said: "I invited you here today because I want to discuss with you about the materials for going to sea... I wrote a list, which is the greatest help I can provide at present, please read it one time."

Chen Yajing opened the folder, pressed a piece of paper with two fingers, and gently pushed it from the table to Zhou Rong.

·

At the same time, in front of the cafeteria.

A pair of gloves full of engine oil grabbed the axle, and Sinan slid out from the chassis of the car, wiping off his sweat.

He only wore a black vest, revealing the white muscle lines of his upper body; because of his supine posture, the thin fabric of the vest covered the flat and firm outline of his abdominal muscles.

Yan Hao looked away unnaturally: "How is it?"

"wrench."

Yan Hao took out a wrench from the toolbox and handed it over, and Sinan slid into the bottom of the car again.

The golden sun shines on the open space at noon, and the playground in the distance is slightly dusty. People in thin jackets pass by in twos and threes, and the air is already slightly warmed with the warmth of early spring.

"Do you want to help?" Yan Hao squatted and asked.

Simon's voice came from under the car: "No."

"... Shall I get you something to drink?"

"Do not."

Yan Hao was at a loss, and confirmed again after a while:

"You really don't want to help?"

Sinan poked his head out and said seriously: "It's really not necessary, I can handle it myself."

Sinan was lying down, Yan Hao was squatting, and the two looked at each other for a while, and finally Sinan couldn't help asking: "Why don't you help Chuncao fix that bus? I can really do it myself, or is it your self-esteem as an Alpha?" Can't you just watch me fix the car by myself?"

"No," Yan Hao said helplessly: "The captain told me that I would never let you be left alone, so it is my task to keep an eye on you...even though I think it is just a kind of mental torture."

"?"

"Can you see but not touch?" Yan Hao murmured, "It's better to have a fight."

Sinan reached for the screwdriver, got back under the car and said, "I don't know, but the beating, competition, sadism and masochism between you two straight A cancers is probably a kind of fun, I don't really want to understand this .”

Yan Hao squatted on the ground and supported his forehead, almost powerless: "That is the obedience relationship between the superior and the subordinate in the army..."

"In the eyes of ordinary people," Sinan couldn't help laughing, "This is called SM."

Sinan rattled and rattled for a while, finally tightened the last screw, slid out of the car, got into the cab, shifted gears and stepped on the clutch.

The engine of the armored vehicle started, making a dull roar.

"Okay!" Sinan took off the gloves full of engine oil, and threw it casually: "Later, someone will have the bumper replaced, and the headlights will also be replaced, and then it's almost done."

Yan Hao leaned against the car door with his hands behind his back. His melancholy expression made it hard to tell whether he was disillusioned or self-defeating. After a long while, he finally mustered up his courage: "Can I ask you a question?"

Simon: "I never loved."

"..." Yan Hao said helplessly: "No, no, I want to ask why you chose the captain in the end... It's really just because when you were stuck in Changsha, it was the captain who jumped from the helicopter and finally found you, and Isn't it me?"

Sinan paused for a moment when he pulled out the car keys.

The dense and dense rainforest atmosphere of the youth, wrapped in the afternoon breeze in early spring, slowly blowing towards the face.

But it was a sweet and sour secret, like the fragrance of overripe wild fruits, kept in my heart for a long time and secretly, unwilling to share with anyone.

"That's not true," Si Nan laughed.

Yan Hao leaned forward to stare at him while leaning on the car door. Si Nan put his elbows on the steering wheel and rested his chin: "When I passed by T City that afternoon and rescued you from the parking lot..."

"I drove a locomotive across the street, and you drove an armored car to meet me. Zhou Rong threw a hook on the roof of the car, caught me in the air, and rolled into the car at the same time."

"—That was the first time I met you, and the first person I saw was Zhou Rong." Sinan said leisurely, "Maybe it was doomed from then on."

Yan Hao now feels as if he is going to see through the world of mortals, but there is still a trace of refusal to admit defeat: "Then if I was the one who found you in Changsha, and the road was blocked by heavy snow halfway, I would be the one beside you..."

"Who knows?" Sinan asked back: "The fact is that that person is Zhou Rong, and all assumptions don't exist objectively, do they?"

——What he said was actually quite reasonable, and Yan Hao also understood what he meant.

Only Zhou Rong had both the determination and the ability to open the hatch and jump down at that time, and only Zhou Rong could carefully, calmly, and tenaciously go deep into the zombie's heartland to search for two days and two nights, and finally successfully took away the delirious Sinan.

Any link must be completed by Zhou Rong, so all assumptions and possibilities will not actually happen, or even if they happen, they will not lead to the final result.

Yan Hao was a little disappointed and sighed.

Si Nan leaned forward and patted him on the shoulder, jumped out of the car, and asked very considerately, "Shall I buy you something to drink?"

"No, I have to go with you." Yan Hao hugged the car door tightly and said sadly: "But I need some time to digest... just wait for me for 3 minutes..."

"beer?"

"Hmm. Wait—"

Yan Hao turned around and wanted to follow, but Si Nan stopped him: "No, I still want to change clothes, do you want to come too?"

Yan Hao: "..."

"In the eyes of ordinary people," Sinan said solemnly, "this is called sexual harassment."

Yan Hao had no choice but to stay where he was and digest his youth that had no place to rest and his first love that was gone with the wind. Sinan walked into the cafeteria, brushed his face and ordered a glass of beer at the canteen, and went to the bathroom to change into a T-shirt while waiting.

The black vest was covered with dirt and dust. Sinan put it on the edge of the sink, carefully rinsed the black oil in his hands, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure flashing not far away.

——It’s Dr. Zheng.

Dr. Zheng stood under the tree outside the restroom in the cafeteria, looked around, seemed hesitant to speak, and then waved to Sinan.

Have something to say?

There was no one at the back door of the cafeteria at this point, and the neighborhood was quiet, with the voices of the kitchen aunt washing vegetables and chattering not far away.

Bypassing the front yard of the cafeteria, the armored vehicle was parked in the open space. Yan Hao was full of the bitterness of his broken love, and forcefully disassembled the deformed bumper.

Si Nan turned off the rattling faucet, wiped his trousers, and walked towards Dr. Zheng.