Your Highness, zombies are coming

The eyeless monster was running, its claws scratched the ground with a heart-pounding friction sound, and it was getting closer and closer. It opened its mouth, and there was a big gap, but there was no tooth, and the black mouth was faint. Buddha has no end.

Then some strips protruded from it, maybe a dozen of them, snaking and waving in mid-air like reptiles with slippery scales.

Issa looked around, it was just a piece of wasteland, there was no place to hide, how could there be such a place under the cliff, he still remembered that he slipped there, but he only had a gun with no bullets—even self-destruction Can't do it.

When he turned around and ran towards the dusty road, those crazy writhing things penetrated his body...

"You're finally awake." A familiar voice said, and the other person put his hand on his forehead, "You've been sweating and frowning, isn't it a nightmare?"

"...how did we get here?" Issa said, and then he coughed several times, his throat seemed to be filled with sand, and the surroundings were already pitch black, only the intermittent sound of insects.

"You slipped, and you were on a steep slope, and the damn thing couldn't catch up," Roman said.

There was no light in the woods, and Issa could only see the blurred outline of the other party, but just like that, he was relieved that both of them were still alive, and there was no better result than this. "How long have I been lying down?" he asked.

Roman took out the phone and looked at it, then put it away carefully: "At eight o'clock in the evening, I think it's time to go, the monsters around have dispersed."

The section of road closed by the mudslide is impossible to pass, Issa thought, there is a cliff there, and below it is a denser virgin forest. It's like a cliche horror movie, but he doesn't want to be the protagonist who is being chased all the way.

"We have to go back to the town. Those weirdos don't run fast. There should be a lot of people hiding at home." Issa didn't finish his sentence. He omitted the second half. According to the lethality of those guys, there may be some More people died.

"Issa?" Roman called suddenly.

"I'm right here."

"What the hell is going on with those people, I keep hearing screams, men and women, and then getting weaker and weaker...I mean, they were eaten, they were so alive." The young man said, his voice A little rushed, most people will have such a reaction after witnessing a murder, nervous, even numb.

Issa paused for a while, and he didn't know how to answer the other party. The reaction of the passengers in that car was no longer as simple as rabies. That kind of disease would only make people lie on the ground and foam at the mouth—maybe It's some kind of biochemical weapon... But even he doesn't believe that someone will be bored enough to attack a bus going to a remote area.

"Did you call 911?" Issa asked.

"I tried several times, but it was busy all the time, and no one answered." Roman said, he suddenly remembered something, pulled Isa's clothes and said, "Remember the dismemberment case I mentioned? It's nothing like those rumors Same, here they come, no matter what they are, they are not cultists, maybe it would be more appropriate to call them devils."

This reminded Issa. He turned on his phone and logged into the mailbox inside the police station. There was an email from above, which was sent five hours ago.

"This is an official notice. Please treat it with caution." The thing said at the beginning. Issa knew this format. The last time it was used was after 911. The alert level was red, but This time, he stared at the black icon in the lower right corner. In the eyes of the public, this option does not exist. It only shows one thing, the country has suffered a full-scale terrorist attack.

"Infected people do not have vital signs, do not need oxygen, sleep, rest and water, but will prey on animals reflexively. Preliminary investigations show that only by destroying the brainstem can they be stopped... Authorities require that once a suspected infected person is found , killed on the spot... As federal employees, please complete the tasks assigned by the country and fight for the people without any excuses or reservations, God bless you." (Note [-]) Issa sighed, he knew that the National Security Agency The secretive habit of those people, when such a direct and clear letter is sent, it means that the whole thing can no longer be concealed-it is conceivable that people in the whole country have seen those things.

"We have to hurry up." He said to Roman, putting a wooden stick in the opponent's hand, "If you encounter those weird people, hit them on the head."

Then they got up and walked slowly through the woods. It was destined to be a dark night, the moon and stars were hidden behind the clouds, and when they reached the town, most of the windows were dark except for a few. Street lamps flickered on alone.

Issa saw one or two 'people' standing there, their shadows were dragged long and swaying, just like the car of passengers he saw at noon, he ran behind them and knocked on them with all his strength. Going down, the man fell to the ground whimpering.

The eyesight of these infected people may not be very good, but once they hear the movement, they run out from the corner of the alley like jackals smelling meat. The pink hat, the dreadful ornament the youth recognized, was a baseball club present in town, and almost every man got one, and he laughed at the club's taste at the time.

They were infected and all had wounds on their bodies.Roman retracted his gaze. There was everything on the road, and there were not a few people missing arms and legs. They all opened their mouths wide, wishing to swallow two people.Fortunately, this is only a small place, and the police station is half a kilometer away. The door there was locked, and the police officer around him opened the door as quickly as possible, and the group of things were left outside, violently slapping the entrance.

The relatively solid iron door swayed, and Issa pushed a table against the door, "You can go out through the fire escape in a while." He comforted, Roman seemed to be frightened, standing on the wall in a daze On the other side, there was only emergency light in the room, shining on his pale face, the skin seemed to be transparent.

"This is not the first time I've been to the police station." Roman smiled, and he tugged on his cuffs, looking ready to go. "Show me the arsenal, Mr. Inspector."

Issa didn't turn on the light. He found two flashlights from the emergency box on the side. No one knew the effect of light on infected people. He didn't want to attract a large group of patients outside the house.It still retains the decoration style of the 90s of the last century, everything looks simple and crowded, Issa walked in front, he almost swept under every table, when the darkness and unknown virus mixed together, it seemed that every obstacle A patient will emerge from behind the object.

His colleagues have all left, leaving only an office that is more cluttered than usual. Issa scans the desks, and there is a flat map beside him. Someone has obviously just opened it. There are various roads drawn on it. As simple as it gets, it's a map of the town of Foron.

“I never looked at it very closely,” said Issa, thinking of the bakery down the street, whose sign had been broken for a long time and never replaced, and which, from the map, was called the Chestnut Café. "It only takes half an hour to complete the walk, and I always feel that it is unnecessary."

"But I have studied it carefully before I decided to move here." Roman leaned over, and he said softly: "50 years ago, copper needs were discovered in the mountainous area ahead, and they didn't build roads right away, they just laid tracks. You can go out from there."

"It's not on the map..." Issa said, and he raised his gun, facing the darkness in front of him, and something thumped, one after another, echoing through the room.It sounded like something hitting metal, dull and indescribably weird.

Issa put away the map and walked forward, the lights shone through the corridors, the places were empty, no one was there.

"What's ahead?" Roman asked, the man was staring at a door in front, which was concealed, and only a regular voice could be heard.

"The morgue," said Issa, and he walked forward without hesitation, gun raised—there was only one victim there, the only one in months, Lyra Tracyman, The out-of-town girl who was attacked by wild beasts, she was put in the No. [-] freezer, her remains were poorly preserved, and the forensic doctor adjusted the temperature lower than usual, although Issa doubted that would only result in a pile of hard-to-see Frozen meat, after all, the lower body of the body is almost only the skeleton.

He pushed open the door, and the metal things were freezing as hell, and they always closed of their own accord.It was a small house, only one wall was lined with freezers, there were six in total, and Laila was placed in the innermost position.Issa's lights were facing that spot, and cabinet No. [-] had been pulled out an inch, and it continued to push out with more violent impacts.

A trembling hand came out of the gap, the four nails were black, and the back of the hand was pale white. The thing inside, or the person who had died long ago, pushed the drawer halfway open by itself.

Although we know that people who have been bitten to death will come back to life, it is different to see a nearly destroyed corpse crawling out of the freezer. room for.

"Stand back," said Issa, finding that he was well-adjusted enough to look straight at the thing and point the gun at her.

The thing still has its eyes open, its eyes are fixed like an aquatic creature, it is sluggish and motionless, its eyebrows and eyelashes are still covered with white frost, because of death, the pupils are opened and closed to the maximum, and it looks even less human. .She straightened up with great effort, facing the direction of the two humans with all her strength, and let out intermittent roars until the bullet passed through her forehead, and she fell onto the metal plate again.

"Let's get some guns, and get out of here." Issa removed the light, the stiff and pale corpse looked uncomfortable, he stopped after taking two steps - Roman was still standing there, eyes downcast , looking haggard.

"Are you okay?" Issa asked, the other party's clothes were covered with a lot of mud, which was obviously left when he rolled down the hill.

"It's okay." The young man shook his head, he closed the door of the morgue, and then walked to Isa's side, just like usual.

The author has something to say: the following are 100 questions out of 29, please let me write slowly (Hey 1, may I ask your name?

Roman: Is this a formal questionnaire?It is more troublesome to say the full name, Alphonse von Roman Andrew.

Issa: I just can't remember.

Roman: It doesn't matter which one you call me, dear.

2. What is your age?

Issa: Thirty

Roman: 28... (glared by Issa), well, it's 21, I think it's more suitable for Gha.

3. What is your gender?

Roman: (grabs the other party before Issa leaves), they are all men, please try to omit this kind of question as much as possible.

4. What is your personality like?

Roman: kind, understanding

Issa: I don’t know either. Almost everyone says my younger brother is in control. 5. The character of the other party?

Roman: Serious, considerate, caring about people.

Issa: No tension guy.

6. When did the two meet?Where?

Issa: Right out in the middle of a desert, he popped up and asked for a ride or something.

Roman: An unknown planet, I almost lost my way, and finally waited for someone.

7. What is your first impression of the other party?

Issa: I feel like hell, looks like a psychopath.

Roman: Is it that bad?

8. What do you like about each other?

Roman: (Looking at Issa) Like every bit.

Issa: Good at fighting.

Roman: Anything else?

Issa: (pretending not to hear)

9. What do you hate about each other?

Issa: Thick-skinned, you never know what you did wrong, maybe this is the generation gap between aliens and Earthlings.

Roman: Not at all!

10. Do you think you have a good sex with each other?

Roman: I feel very good.

Issa: Looks like we'll never be able to agree.

11. How do you call each other?

Issa: Roman or little bastard.

Roman: I don't seem to have heard of the second one?

Issa: ... (with a cold face and no further words)

12. How would you like to be called by the other party?

Roman: I've always hoped it was Darling, or Darling, but now that 'little bastard' is so cool.

Issa: Go away.

13. If you use an animal as a metaphor, what do you think the other person is?

Issa: Golden Retriever, very clingy, the unreasonable kind Roman: Big cat 14. If you want to give someone a gift, would you give it?

Roman: (Thinking for a while) Send yourself there.

Issa: Is it okay to refuse?

15. So what gift do you want for yourself?

Roman: Well, honeymoon or something.

Issa: A quiet life.

16. Are you dissatisfied with the other party?What is it normally?

Roman: Yes, I think he pays more attention to other people than I do.

Issa: He's always trying to solve problems with sex. (gritting teeth)

19 What kind of things does the other party do to make you unhappy?

Roman: Running out alone without telling me, it's like ignoring me, especially because of that woman.

Issa: As it is now, I'm not happy.

20. What did you do that made the other person unhappy?

Roman: Some kind of forced kiss.

Issa: Oh yes, thank God you know.

21. How far is your relationship?

Roman: Can't get any closer, probably, but there are still a few moves I haven't tried.

Issa: What are you talking about!

22. Where did two people meet for the first time?

Roman: In Issa's Land Rover.

Issa: That's called first encounter!

23. How was the atmosphere between the two of them at that time?

Roman: It was quite harmonious, without using any knives or guns.

Issa: Hold on, I don't know how to answer a mental patient's question.

24. How far has it progressed?

Roman: Names were exchanged.

Issa: Decided to give him a gun.

Roman: I never noticed it, so I received the token of love at that time, my God.

25. Where do you often go to date?

Roman: There are a lot of zombies.

Issa: Ditto.

26. What kind of preparations will you make for the other party's birthday?

Roman: Several planets with good taxes and beautiful scenery, I hope he will like them.

Issa: Probably a couple of guns, though he won't need them.

27. Which party confessed first?

Roman: Me!He never confessed to me.

Issa: I think so.

Roman: You just go through it in your head and never bring it up again.

28. How much do you like each other?

Roman: I often think that if I hadn’t been involved in that wormhole, I wouldn’t have met Issa, and I wouldn’t have fallen in love with him. If I went back in time, I would still choose to go back in time, even if the state there was not so good. friendly.

Issa: ...Thank you.

Roman: (quickly kisses the corner of the man's mouth)

29. So, do you love each other?

Issa: I think so.

Roman: Wait, you didn't answer the previous question!

Issa: I will always be with you.