Flowers Blooming in the Wasteland

Fu Yunlan was resting against the rock with the gun in his arms. Although he was also very tired, he kept trying to keep up his energy and dared not fall asleep.

With the passage of time, the pain in the chest and abdomen that was just numb before became more and more obvious. Fu Yunlan tried her best to distract herself and think about other things to ignore the pain of the wound, such as why the zombie virus suddenly broke out in Merced , why mutants suddenly appeared and fled suddenly, and what happened to Celeste's anomaly.

If Celeste had received an excessive amount of nuclear radiation, he should have started vomiting and had obvious symptoms of mucous membrane bleeding. If he had been infected by the zombie virus, he should also be vomiting and have a high fever at this moment, but after this journey, Thurley Apart from falling down from time to time, Ster has never vomited, and although he seems to have no appetite at night, he can still eat after all, which does not match any situation he knows.

Of course, it would be best if Celeste was fine, and he wouldn't have to worry about explaining to his father, but Fu Yunlan still felt that this matter was unreasonable no matter what.

It wasn't until the sky was getting dark that Fu Yunlan got up and moved his limbs. Looking at Celeste's still well-behaved sleeping position, he suddenly realized that Celeste didn't seem to have changed his position all night, nor had he made a sound. any movement.

An ominous premonition rose in Fu Yunlan's heart, and he hurried over to push Celeste.

Celeste was suddenly awakened from a dreamless deep sleep, and he sat up inexplicably: "...Huh? Are you leaving?"

Fu Yunlan breathed a sigh of relief, at least Celeste's consciousness seemed to be clear, and his body seemed to be fine.Now that the surrounding visibility is relatively high, Fu Yunlan said to him, "Come and guard for a while, and wake me up immediately if you find anything."

Celeste nodded, and Fu Yunlan fell asleep next to the stone with the gun in his arms.

Obviously, this frail young man would not be a reliable sentinel, but he couldn't stay completely asleep. In the next two or three days at least, he had to maintain his physical strength to deal with any situation that might arise at any time.

Fu Yunlan fell asleep quickly, but Celeste sat on the spot and lost his mind.

Although he just woke up, his mind is still as chaotic as someone who hasn't slept for several days.

He felt that he should feel sad. After all, the home he grew up in was destroyed, and his dependent mother was infected with the zombie virus. Her mind was full of thoughts of killing him. Such a tragedy should not be forgotten so quickly. But for some reason, Celeste didn't feel sad.

Maybe it was just numbness yesterday, but now he calmly tried to recall the heartbreaking details, but still felt no sadness.

He even remembered that when the mercenaries rescued him, his mother's head-shot body lay at the door.

It was a wound caused by a .55 caliber assault rifle, and he was killed by a single shot from behind. Judging from the weapons these mercenaries were carrying, it should have been Fu Yunlan who fired the shot—he didn't even know he was from Where did this knowledge of firearms that he had never learned at all come from.

Although he was so confused that he couldn't figure out why, he was sure that something had changed in him, and some things were different from before.

When he realized this, he also had a thought at the same time. He didn't know where this thought came from, but it appeared extremely strong and firm.

You cannot expose your own exceptions.

Can't trust anyone.

Otherwise it will be very dangerous.

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Even when Fu Yunlan was sleeping, he was on three-point alert. After about two hours, he woke up very consciously.

Seeing him get up, Celeste calmly explained: "Nothing happened."

His tone reminded Fu Yunlan of the voices he had heard from some electronic products left before the war. Those voices were recorded by real people and then synthesized by computers. There is no change.

He suppressed the awkward feeling in his heart and seized the time to eat something to replenish his strength.

When he finished his breakfast and started to pack his luggage, Celeste squatted on the ground, looking down at the ground intently.

"What are you looking at?" Fu Yunlan asked with a frown.

"Ants," Thurlist said. "Ants have become smaller in order to adapt to their environment."

At his feet, a colony of ants was trying to carry away the crumbs from yesterday's ration.

Fu Yunlan picked up his luggage and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't look, let's go."

"Oh." It was still a flat and emotionless answer, Celeste stood up and followed Fu Yunlan like yesterday.

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Today Celeste's condition has improved a lot compared to yesterday, and the number of falls has decreased significantly, but Fu Yunlan's mood is not at all relaxed.

If the estimate is correct, they should have reached the range that the radio can contact, but he repeatedly used the walkie-talkie removed from the car to contact the headquarters of the Hurricane Mercenary Corps in Hummingbird Town from morning to dusk, but he still couldn't get it. any echo.

It seems that the walkie-talkie was also damaged by the electromagnetic pulse caused by the nuclear explosion. Fu Yunlan knows that the electromagnetic pulse has an amazing lethality for electronic products with a relatively fine structure. In the vicinity of the nuclear explosion, all circuit boards will become scrap iron. He had hoped that the less sophisticated walkie-talkie might survive, but it didn't.

The walkie-talkie was broken, which meant that he couldn't contact the mercenary group to send a car to pick him up. They had to walk a longer distance until they walked back to Hummingbird Town.

In terms of his physical strength, it's only a matter of time, but Celeste's situation is not optimistic. The child is not in good health, and now he may have suffered some damage from nuclear explosions or viruses, and if he is on the way In the face of other dangers, it would be more difficult for him to protect Celeste alone.

But in the end, these worries were superfluous. It seemed that bad luck had been used up when they encountered mutants. Along the way, apart from thirst and exhaustion, they did not encounter any other dangers and troubles.

On the afternoon of the third day, Fu Yunlan and Celeste could already see the city wall of Hummingbird Town from a distance.

In the early stage of the large-scale outbreak of the zombie virus, people were still in an era of strong productivity and abundant supplies, and there was a strong government that coordinated and dispatched all resources. In order to control the infection of the virus, they built a Numerous isolation areas were built, and large-scale machinery and equipment built cement walls more than ten meters high and two meters thick overnight, firmly controlling the source of infection.

However, this was of no use. When the zombie virus mutated a second time and gained the ability to spread through the air, the fence basically became a decoration.

In the subsequent world-wide war, these isolated areas had almost become dead cities due to the sharp drop in population and the ravages of the virus. Instead, they were rarely affected by the flames of war and basically retained their original appearance. Certain metropolises were bombed into nuclear ruins as well.

At the beginning of the construction, no one would have thought that many years later, the former city of the dead would become a shelter for survivors, and the walls that were once regarded as prisons and cages would become walls to resist dangerous invasions.

When they were still a few hundred meters away from the towering city wall, the guards on the city wall shouted at them with a loudspeaker: "Who are you? Put down your weapons, raise your hands above your head and approach slowly, or I will shoot you!" gun!"

Fu Yunlan didn't follow suit, but just took off the protective mask.

After the people on the city wall saw his face clearly with binoculars, they exclaimed and ran down the city wall yelling.

It has been three days since the nuclear bomb exploded in Merced, and Fu Yunlan's team has been out of contact. Probably the mercenary group and the people in the town thought they were dead, so they were so surprised, but Fu Yunlan Lan still felt that something was weird.

When they reached the foot of the city wall, the heavy gate had already been opened, and the mayor of Hummingbird Town, Jess Lee, or Li Jess came to greet him with some people.

"Lan, you're back!" Li Jiesi's expression was indescribably complicated, he looked at Celeste who was following behind, and smiled a little forcedly, "You really rescued him... where is the car? ? And the other three?"

"The car broke down and they died." Fu Yunlan said simply as he walked inside.

He has only slept for less than eight hours in three days, and he is already so thirsty that smoke is coming out of his throat. Now he just wants to go back to the headquarters to do his work, drink water, eat and sleep, and then go to the doctor for a check-up There was still a faint pain in the chest ribs, but some inexplicable abnormal sensations still made him stop: "What's the matter, what happened?"

Li Jies lowered his head and remained silent for two seconds, then said to the people next to him, "Take Celeste to the Crimson Bar to have something to eat first, and charge it to my account."

Celeste obediently followed without asking any questions. Seeing the boy's back disappear around the corner, Li Jiesi sighed and said in a heavy tone: "Lan, I have some sad news...just While you were out on a mission, the headquarters of the mercenary regiment was bombed...no one survived at the scene."