doomsday survival road

I thought that no one would notice, but in the end it hit Li Chenjiang's plan.

Qin Wei was injured, and was on the verge of death due to excessive blood loss. The viruses in his body seemed to protect the body they depended on for survival, and they multiplied in large numbers in an instant, making Qin Wei a zombie like he is now.

Qin Wei, who lost his self-awareness, became a walking corpse controlled by the virus.

In addition to the infected person who was directly bitten on that train, some people inevitably carried the blood of the second infected person or Qin Wei.

The virus spreads and evolves into the status quo step by step.

In the city where Shen Yilun and Ye Zenian are now, the black area in the dark night is the best place to hide, to hide their bodies and hide their voices.

The shadows of the trees were mottled, swaying in the night wind under the dim pale moonlight. At this time, a different shadow seemed to appear among the shadows.

It was inconsistent with the swaying movement of the surrounding black shadows, much slower, and the swaying range was also different.

As the black shadow gradually approached, it was clear that it was a human figure, a tall and mighty figure.

The autumn night wind is not only cold, but the wind will increase step by step. The tall figure is temporarily trapped outside the wall, repeating the movements of moving forward, bumping into the wall, retreating, and moving forward again.

Until late at night, the howling wind blew more and more vigorously, whistling loudly.

But the people in the house can't hear the sound of the cold wind blowing through the house outside.

The green trees growing on both sides of the street swayed more violently, and the soil at the bottom of the trees gradually loosened. Originally, they were newly transplanted trees that had been transplanted here not long ago.

I don't know if it's because the person who buried the tree didn't plant it well, but the roots buried in the soil gradually emerged from the ground, sloping to the right bit by bit.

After standing tenaciously for half an hour, the tree roots finally couldn't bear the huge pressure brought by the tilt and collapsed.

The thick tree trunk smashed against the wall, and the huge force of a thousand catties caused a crack as thick as an adult's arm in the wall. It is good that it was not directly smashed down.

At the same time, the sound of glass breaking came from the building. It turned out that a branch on the top of the tree pierced a window in the corridor on the second floor.

The figure not far away was attracted by these sounds, and walked this way. When the zombie touched the rough bark surface, the familiar unevenness seemed to arouse a certain instinct of the body, making the zombie lean against the tree, unwilling to leave.

At this time, the people in the house were also alarmed by the sound. The two watchmen downstairs went to the second floor to check the situation. They saw branches with green leaves protruding into the house, and glass shards on the ground, mixed with a few pieces of fallen glass. Torn leaves.

The strong wind blew into the house through the broken hole, whistling, fast and cold.

They wrapped their clothes tightly, looked out the window along the branches, and could vaguely see the fallen tree and the fence.

"The wind tonight is really strong enough."

"Let's do it tomorrow morning. It's so dark outside and so cold."

"I didn't say I was going outside. Let's sweep up the debris here first, and we'll talk about other things at dawn."

The two vigilantes chatted while cleaning.

The voices of the two of them were not loud, and as the night wind drifted outside the house, they were blown to bits and pieces.

But the sensitive auditory nerves still picked up the frequency of the sound from the human vocal tract, and the zombie in front of the wall became excited and turned to the direction of the sound.

In the darkness, the flickering faint light is particularly obvious.

Three times, five divisions and two, this zombie hugged the skin of the trunk, easily and quickly rolled up, and climbed up along the trunk. Judging from the skilled movements, it must have been done countless times during its lifetime.

When you climb beyond the fence, the leaning tree starts to sway and becomes unstable because the center of gravity changes.

The zombie climbed to the top of the tree, and when it was about to approach the window, the root of the tree tail was stretched to the extreme, and finally broke.

The roots of the tree lifted away from the soil, and the end where the zombie was located fell rapidly.

It is only a little bit short of success, and it is still a shortfall.

The zombie fell to the ground and looked up in confusion, as if he didn't understand why this happened.

When the sun rises, the sun shines on the earth, but it does not warm people. The unique chill of autumn seems to freeze people's joints, making them inflexible like rusty robots.

The early risers came out together to check the situation behind the building.

The tree roots left the ground and hung upside down on the wall, so embarrassed.

Everyone began to discuss how to deal with the tree, and the final conclusion was: just leave it alone.

This is because they found that if they moved the tree again, the already endangered wall would collapse completely, so they went back as they came.

There was only one person who was going to walk around the house from this side because he had stepped over the tree to the other side.

A group of figures nestled in the corner of the corner, lurking, waiting for the prey to come.

Taking a closer look, it was the zombie that entered the enclosure last night. It was no longer just thinking like a blank sheet of paper. This zombie exuded a wild aura, like a ferocious beast waiting for its prey.

Just now it heard the human voice, but chose not to move. It has initially formed a consciousness in its mind, telling it that if it takes action at that time, it will only fail.

The sound of footsteps approached, and when the other party's toes caught a glimpse of the corner of the wall, it quickly pounced and directly bit the throat.

Firmly, never letting go, until all the fragmentary groans were swallowed up, leaving only the "gulu, gulu" that it could hear.

That was the sound of it sucking blood.

The body under the mouth didn't move, so it let go, and opened its mouth wide to bite other fleshy parts.

It has not eaten for nearly a month, and its hunger and thirst are unimaginable, and it only took a sixth of its flesh and blood in a short time.

The viscera spilled all over the floor, that was the worst choice.

When there is enough meat, they will never choose internal organs, unless there are too many of the same kind around them and they can't grab the fleshy parts of the body.

After half an hour, the people in the room realized that there was one person missing.

"Where's Yang Qi? Has anyone seen him?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, one of them said: "You were with me when you went out just now, but you didn't pay attention when you came back, didn't you come back?"

Another person went on to say: "I saw him walking to the other side, he must have come back."

Another said: "I waited for everyone to come in, and then closed the door after making sure there was no one outside."

In other words, Yang Qi should have entered the house with the team, but everyone has no memory of him entering the house, and they don't remember seeing him in the house.

The military captain called two teammates and went out together to find Yang Qi.

After a while they found the lifeless corpse lying on the ground, its miserable appearance, silently explaining to them what had happened to him.

Shock, sadness, and anger welled up in their hearts, and the three of them immediately took precautions. Zombies had sneaked in here.

The team leader came to the side of the corpse, looked at the wide eyes of fear, stretched out his hand, and slowly stroked the eyes, so as not to let the poor man die in peace.

The ferocious tooth marks on the throat are traces left by human teeth.

If Yang Qi had shouted when he was attacked by zombies, there's no reason why they couldn't hear them at such a close distance.

Cooperating with the tooth marks, that is to say, the zombies directly attacked Yang Qi's throat from the very beginning, preventing him from making a cry for help, so as to avoid disturbing other people.

The squad leader suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter, the zombies were not as simple as before.

He stood up, pointed the gun at Yang Qi's head, the moment he pulled the trigger, he closed his eyes, but opened them immediately.

This is to avoid Yang Qi's corpse transformation. If Yang Qi is still conscious, he will definitely let him do it.

Any one of them, no matter who they are, would not think that they would rise up after death and continue to attack their former companions and friends.

Not even strangers.

Let one of the team members inform the people in the house, he took another person and began to carefully inspect the surrounding situation, but found nothing.

It was as if the zombies had never entered here, and no one could find any other traces of the zombies.

Yang Qi's body had been buried, and everyone returned to the house, locked the doors and windows, with gloomy faces.

I can't figure out how the zombies got in, because there is no problem with the fence, except for the part behind the house, but the cracks there are so narrow that the zombies can't squeeze in at all, unless they are as thin as thin paper.

But is this possible?

But, is this really impossible?

The existence of the zombie virus itself is a mystery.

For most people, they didn't know that the source of the infection came from Qin Wei, let alone that it was Qin Youyan who developed the initial prototype of the virus.

There were less than 20 people who knew about it, and there were only two people in this room who knew about it.

Most people just know that all of a sudden the world is what it is now.

The infiltrating zombies were not found, everyone's inner guesses were all kinds of strange, and the atmosphere was dignified.

Another thing is that there is no news about the large army responsible for obtaining the tissue cells and blood related to the earliest generations of infected bodies.

It has been so many days that one has to worry about their condition.

It was known from the beginning that this was a high-risk mission with a high possibility of never returning.

The other people upstairs received reminders to pay attention to safety one after another, knowing what happened, Ye Zenian who got the news hurriedly checked his room, not even letting the window cracks go unnoticed.

He and Shen Yilun are people who have experienced zombie rats, so they naturally know that not only humans, but also animals that behave abnormally.

But his overly cautious appearance really made Shen Yilun speechless: "Are you afraid that zombie cockroaches will come in, or zombie ants?"

The only thing that can pass through the window is this very tiny insect, right?

Ye Zenian heard that Shen Yilun was teasing him, his face was slightly embarrassed, and he still said stubbornly: "What if!"

Shen Yilun knocked on his head: "Are you scared stupid? They have blood cells similar to human blood in their bodies for the virus to parasite."

Ye Zenian made a gesture to fight back, but his mouth was still tough: "What if!"

On this day, there was no second casualty. The military team leader discussed with Du Juan that night, and the agreed date has arrived.

If there is still no news from the personnel of the large army tomorrow, the people here must return to Jiangyan City first.

The author has something to say:

Yes, I edited a few sentences in the introduction.

The plot flow or something... I admit that I am a fan of dog-blood love literature!

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