plague

Seven days.

The people sent back to Area A never sent back any news. They kept trying to get in touch with the people who went back, but they all lost contact without exception. Obviously something happened, or something they didn't want to see.

This undoubtedly made the hearts of the people who stayed at the frontline headquarters sink to the bottom. More importantly, the combat supplies had already bottomed out, and they really couldn't hold on without being replenished.

The headquarters has become a mess. Even if they keep quiet about such a big matter, some people will notice that the stock of materials is not right. The morale has dropped significantly in the past few days.

"Patriarch Jiang, this... what should we do now?"

After all, the Jiang family is the only one in the safe area. Even if their small families usually have seven or eight dissatisfaction behind their backs, now they have no idea and can only ask Jiang Ling what he means.

Since sending people back to Area A, Jiang Ling kept a cold face all day long, as if he was on the verge of an outburst of anger. The atmosphere in the entire headquarters often fell to freezing point because of her presence. Normally, they didn't dare to talk too much and could only be patient. Waiting for the news, but the news can't come without waiting, and now it has been dragged to the juncture of life and death, and no one can hold back this tone.

Jiang Ling's face became a little colder after being quarreled by this group of people, and he said coldly, "Pack up your things and get out."

Everyone was stunned, what? ?

Jiang Ling didn't want to look at these people to be upset anymore, so he turned around after saying that and walked out of the meeting tent with wind all the way.

Jiang Ling's adjutant explained to the bewildered crowd, "The Patriarch means to retreat."

"Retreat? Where to retreat?"

"What about Area C?"

"Don't you want Area C??"

The adjutant faced a group of people's inquiries, and he didn't have that patience. He said coldly, "That's what the Patriarch meant. If you don't want to retreat, you can stay here."

Everyone gradually fell silent. Although they cared about the adjutant's attitude, they didn't dare to say anything. After all, the Jiang family was the overlord of the safe zone, and they couldn't show any dissatisfaction even when the dog at Jiang Ling's feet barked at them.

This damn power is really enviable.

The order to retreat was quickly conveyed to all corners of the front line. At the same time, the mayor of Area C also got the news, and then guided the residents of Area C to Area B to evacuate as quickly as possible.

On the front line, even if they start to retreat, there must be no one on the outer wall, otherwise they will retreat with their front feet, and the zombies will rush in with their rear feet. Ban Gang.

No one wanted to stay and die, so the headquarters decided to draw lots to decide who would stay behind.

The left-behind list was quickly determined, and the frontline station was even more hectic than during the battle. Everyone ran around with the wind on their feet, busy preparing for the evacuation.

Luo Qing has nothing to prepare for. Strictly speaking, she is not a combatant in this operation, and the lottery will naturally not be drawn on her head. She can even wait until the retreat begins and directly do it with the people in the headquarters. The first people to evacuate.She leaned in the corner and silently watched the hurrying people in front of her.

The eyes just swept aimlessly like this, but saw an unexpected figure, Luo Qing's heart skipped a beat, and her eyes were fixed on that person.

It's Zhao Lie.

When Luo Qing heard the news of the fall of District D, Luo Qing basically thought that Zhao Lie was dead, but she still took some chances and went to the front to ask if there were any survivors in District D. Busy fighting off the zombies, I don't pay attention to these at all.

Not to mention the ants in Zone D.

Seeing Zhao Lie in real life at this moment, Luo Qing felt unspeakable surprise and joy in her heart.

Zhao Lie looked very bad, his face was filthy, and he didn't know whether it was mud or dust. He seemed exhausted, leaning against a pile of sundries, with one leg crossed, and the other The legs were bent and the knees were stepped on the ground, and the whole person sat on the ground without any image to rest.

He stared blankly at the ground in front of him, and he didn't know what he was thinking. At this moment, someone walked past him quickly, and casually dropped the half-burned cigarette. Zhao Lie regained consciousness after smelling the smoke. , looked at the unextinguished cigarette on the ground, slowly bent down and stretched out his hand to reach for the cigarette butt, at this time someone walked by and stomped the cigarette butt flat, Zhao Lie paused, but he didn't care, and put the cigarette butt Picking it up, he squeezed the flat cigarette butt casually, then put it in his mouth and sucked it hard.

He was spitting out white mist, raised his hand and rubbed his hair vigorously, looking haggard and irritable.

Suddenly, an opened bag of combat food was thrown on him, and then fell to the ground again, spilling some scum from the opening.

"Old bastard, are you hungry?"

A faint voice came from the opposite side, Zhao Lie was slightly taken aback, then raised his head to look, it was that little bastard, wearing a hat all day long to cover himself tightly, with a look of shamelessness.

Suddenly, it seemed that he had returned to many years ago. He also casually threw ham sausages to this little brat shivering in the corner, cursing, "Little bastard, why haven't you starved to death?" '

Unexpectedly, the feng shui took turns now.

"Grass." Zhao Lie cursed with a weak laugh, and reached out to pick up the bag of combat food, half of which was left in it.

Now that the combat supplies are so scarce, it's really not easy to have some food left in his hand. Zhao Lie looked down at the food in his hand, and poured it into his mouth without being polite.

After not eating for too long, Zhao Lie's mouth felt bitter. Even the tasteless combat food could taste incomparably delicious. The food he ate was particularly delicious, but the amount was too small. up.

Zhao Lie rubbed his mouth and wiped his eyes casually, then put the empty bag aside.

Luo Qing looked at his movements, and jokingly said, "Are you still crying? Are you so moved?"

"Fart!" Zhao Lie ate something, and he gained some confidence when he scolded others, "Why are you crying? I'm not full, so what's there to be moved?!"

Luo Qing didn't continue to tease him anymore, she felt relieved when she saw that Zhao Lie was fine, and said, "I'm starting to retreat, hurry up and don't fall behind."

Zhao Lie didn't say anything, he was still sitting on the ground, lowering his head and smoking the half-cigarette he had picked up.

Seeing his appearance, Luo Qing asked, "What are you doing? Is there something wrong?"

Zhao Lie didn't show anything on his face, and said with a cigarette in his mouth, "The lottery is here."

Luo Qing was startled suddenly.

Zhao Lie exhaled, took the cigarette out of his mouth and held it between his fingers, tilted his head and looked up at her, and said, "I can't go back, brat, if you have time in the future, help me to see your sister more." and children."

Luo Qing frowned, and said in an aggressive tone, "It's up to you to see for yourself!"

If she was still in the Jiang family, it would be a matter of saying that she wanted to take someone away, but her current status is subtle, and even her life is in the hands of others, so what qualifications does she have to negotiate terms?

Luo Qing clenched her fists, struggled for a moment, then turned around and said, "You wait."

"Stop, what are you doing?"

Zhao Lie shouted from behind, Luo Qing ignored her and continued to walk forward with her head sullen, Zhao Lie cursed when she saw this, stood up with support and took two steps forward to grab her.

"Are you fucking deaf or can't understand human speech?!"

Zhao Lie was still shaking while standing, Luo Qing subconsciously raised her hand to support him, she was just so small, she was able to hold a man who was over 1.8 meters steady.

Zhao Lie was a little stunned, and then suddenly laughed, muttering in his mouth, "Little bastard has really grown up."

He has felt this way more than once.

Luo Qing pursed her lips and said nothing, still feeling agitated about Zhao Lie's matter, and then heard that Zhao Lie's dog mouth couldn't spit out ivory.

"Totally became a bitch."

With a plop, Luo Qing threw Zhao Lie back to the ground expressionlessly, Zhao Lie was not angry, and just sat on the ground and looked at her with a smile.

"You don't need to worry about me. Everyone has their own destiny. I, Zhao Lie, have lived in District A, and I have a wife and children. It's not bad to live in this life."

When Zhao Lie was demoted to District D, he had already been expelled from his original family. He didn't belong to any family at all. How could he escape being caught as cannon fodder?

Zhao Lie was like a bright mirror in his heart. With his relationship with Luo Qing, if this could be done easily, Luo Qing would not hesitate.

Who wouldn't want to live if they could live?

In the end, he gave Luo Qing something to eat. In the end, it was just a matter of little effort. If he helped Luo Qing, he would suffer a disadvantage. Zhao Lie would definitely not do something that harmed himself and benefited others. It is difficult for people to protect themselves, and it is too rare to be willing to help others when they are in trouble. There is really no need to do anything for someone regardless of the cost.

Luo Qing is better than him, and Zhao Lie has been like this for the rest of his life. If Luo Qing really did that for him, he won't be able to do so.

that is. .He hoped that Luo Qing could help him take care of Shu Ran and his unborn child. He didn't expect too much, as long as he did what he did to Luo Qing back then, it would be fine.

But Zhao Lie couldn't even say such words, he looked at Luo Qing with a slight smile on his face, and just said, "Little brat, I don't regret helping you back then, do you understand me? "

Luo Qing looked at him steadfastly, her eyes were filled with emotions, but she finally calmed down, she turned her back, and said coldly, "It's up to you."

This turn around means goodbye forever.

Luo Qing didn't look back, she walked forward step by step, her hands in her coat pockets were clenched tightly into fists, the expression on her face was extremely ugly, as she gradually walked away, she couldn't help lowering her head, completely hiding her whole face in the Under the shadow of the hat, he gritted his teeth and cursed, "You bastard."

Zhao Lie sat on the spot and looked at her back, and suddenly remembered the young Luo Qing in his memory, a cunning girl with a big ass, and her nose and eyes were not the same as hers all day long.

He smiled and shook his head, wanting to take another puff of the cigarette, but the half of the cigarette he picked up had already burned to the end. Throw away the cigarette butt.

The evacuation of the front line had already begun. This group of people did not come in a timely manner, but they did not retreat slowly. Soon, only the fighters who were drawn to stay behind were left in the front line.

When the front line was evacuated, the remaining supplies were not taken away, but even so, when the remaining supplies and equipment were sent to the left behind, there were only a few. How long can they last under such circumstances?

Everyone understood that they were just abandoned children. Standing on the outer wall, watching the endless stream of zombies still climbing up, people had different thoughts.

Some are firm, some are desperate, some are numb, and some are angry. These emotions seem to be no different from when everyone resisted the tide of corpses together before, but there is one more thing than those—the resentment of being abandoned and Unwilling.

Some people were so tired that they even gave up resistance, threw away the guns in their hands, and jumped into the tide of corpses, while some chose to escape with the only supplies and equipment they had.

Since the first person fled, people began to flee one after another. Unstoppable zombies, like a black flood that burst a bank, quickly overflowed the tall and thick outer wall and poured into Area C.

Zhao Lie was squeezed among the zombies, like a dead leaf drifting in the turbulent black tide, there were too many zombies, he couldn't even move, his abilities had long been exhausted, and the gun didn't know was dropped there.

At this point, you can only wait to die.

His limbs were bitten, his stomach was cut open, his internal organs were pulled out, his muscles were torn off, and the severe pain swept through his nerves. Zhao Lie fell backward in the tide of corpses, his eyelids were stretched out, his eyes were lifeless looking at the gray sky.

As he was dying, Zhao Lie suddenly remembered something.

his child. . .

Haven't named it yet. . .