Speed ​​Skating Survival [Apocalypse]

Although the days of hiding at home were difficult, under Xia Bing's active guidance, there were not many problems for the time being.Hot water is gone, but running water is still available, natural gas is still available, and electricity is still available.If it wasn't for the door being bumped from time to time, and the roar coming from outside the door from time to time, Xia Bing would have thought it was a closed training, not an outbreak of zombies at all.

From the outbreak to today, more than ten days have passed, Xia Bing is a little anxious, standing on the edge of the balcony at night, staring at the pile of living dead downstairs in a daze.

In the past ten days, he has read all the inventory in Liangzi's computer, and he wants to sum up his survival experience with an academic mentality.As a result, I saw a lot of pictures of the intestines and internal organs, but I didn't sum up any experience.

There is no solution, it is even more unsolvable than hitting the second team of this hospital in the finals.Hitting the second team and dying is a gold medal battle, and now it's a life defense battle, with only one chance.

If you are bitten and grabbed by those things, you will not be able to come back.

"What are you looking at?" Chen Zhong asked suddenly.

"Can you cough before speaking?" Xia Bing was startled, "Where are Liang Zi and Fei Yang?"

Chen Zhong pointed to the upstairs.

"Going to take a shower? It's okay, it's okay, anyway, someone will find us soon." Xia Bing didn't know who to comfort, took out the pack of cigarettes from his pocket, bit one, lit the lighter, and smoked it carefully a mouthful.

After smoking a cigarette, it seems that I am not as irritable as before.Xia Bing tried to calm himself down, and smiled: "What kind of luck do you think you are, you just joined the team, and you didn't even meet the coach, so this kind of thing happened. Lang Jian coaches him... he is very optimistic about you, I should have taken you to meet him at the rink the night you arrived."

Chen Zhong looked at the fresh wreck downstairs. "lucky."

"You're really unlucky... I don't know how the coach is doing." Xia Bing's hands shook twice.Suddenly, the cigarette case in his hand was pulled out, and he turned his head to see that the child also bit one, leaning against the glass window of the balcony to light a fire.

Xia Bing raised his eyebrows meaningfully, this kid really came out of the gang of villains, and he was ruffian. "Smoking less, you are only 17 years old."

Chen Zhong was disobedient at this time. "You smoke too."

"I smoke because... I'm about to retire." Xia Bing lowered her face, a little frustrated, "When you were young, I never smoked or drank, and I was so self-disciplined that my adoptive parents said I was a robot. They I am getting older, it should be the age of my grandparents, and I am reluctant to suffer... Stop smoking, give me the cigarette."

Chen Zhong hid for a while with a cigarette in his mouth, avoiding Xia Bing's grabbing hand.He is not used to being controlled by others, and it feels very novel.Talking while smoking a cigarette is really ruffian.

"The one on the ground, is it new?"

Xia Bing nodded. "yes."

The night sky was very dark, but the community's green emergency lights were turned on, clearly illuminating the exposed wounds on each zombie's body.Xia Bing looked at the section of intestines underground: "A few hours ago, they ran out of the opposite building, tried to rush out, but slipped and fell. Dozens of them have already escaped, and none of them have escaped from the community."

"Has the ice melted?" Chen Zhong looked at Xia Bing's profile.

Xia Bing has a habit of talking, he likes to put on people's shoulders, looking at Chen Zhong's shoulders directly put on them: "No, have you brought skates and shoes?"

Chen Zhong was very uncomfortable being held on his shoulders, as if he was still a child. "Bring it."

"That's good." Xia Bing has already made a plan in his heart, "If one day, I order you to rush out with me, speed skating is our only means of survival."

Chen Zhong didn't finish his cigarette, flicked it, and threw it down the window. He really didn't expect that the sports he had learned for many years became the only way to survive.

"By the way, I have never asked you." Xia Bing was not so afraid when he hugged someone, "Why do you have to come to our team?" This is really a question. Olive branch.

Chen Chong thought he was too close, so he turned his face away. "Find someone."

"Looking for someone?" Xia Bing became serious all of a sudden, "Who are you looking for? Tell the captain, Team Xia will help you find it."

"Start in chaos and end in abandonment." Chen Zhong turned his face, and his eyes flashed past.

"Start chaotically and end up abandoning?" Xia Bing was really serious, "Which big sister in the team abandoned you?"

Chen Zhong's face twisted again, and then turned back again, showing a little grievance with his skate face, which could cut someone at any time. "Waves."

prodigal?Xia Bing's head buzzed, and he felt a sudden death feeling like a car overturned.

Langlang, his former pseudonym.

Chen Zhong raised his hand to hold the hand on his shoulder, making Xia Bing have nowhere to escape. "You forgot me?"

Xia Bing didn't forget, but he didn't react.

No wonder, the appearance is familiar, and the font is familiar.

It's him.

When I was 15 years old, when I was still in the selection of the youth group, the team organized a group of long-distance contact activities. Because the young athletes have been closed for a long time for training, they are not allowed to bring mobile phones, so the oldest way is to write letters.

The youth group selects a group of people who are very promising and can participate in large-scale competitions. Their gangs are all children who have just entered the youth group, about 5 to 7 years old.A letter contact every two months allows the young athletes who are about to spread their wings to set an example for the young athletes who have just stood on the starting line.

Because the assignment is completely random, everyone has a pseudonym, and Xia Bing's nickname is Langlang.As a result, such a contact took 8 years to write the letter, from 15-year-old Xia Bing to 23 years old.

When I was 17 years old, I went to the junior team to practice with the youth team on behalf of outstanding young athletes. I actually met the 9-year-old boy.At that time, he didn't like to talk, and he was very nervous. The life teacher said that this child was a little unable to take care of himself. He still wore diapers at the age of 9 and occasionally wet the bed.

As a result, during training, the boy really wet his pants, and everyone laughed at him. Xia Bing took him to the bathroom and changed his diapers.

At that time, the child was not called Chen Chong.

Comparing them now, they look a bit similar, but there are changes, otherwise they wouldn't be unrecognizable.

In other words, I grew up with this child in disguise, stuffing money in the envelope every time, because I have already joined the team, I have athletes subsidies, and I can also eat in the cafeteria.Every year in the month when the child celebrates his birthday, on his birthday on February 2, Xia Bing will definitely put a greeting card in the letter, and add a few hundred yuan to let him buy the gift he likes.

In the last letter, the child said, can I go to your city to find you when I grow up?Xia Bing didn't answer them.

Because he was very afraid of promises, he just believed in a promise and was abandoned by his parents.They owed a huge amount of usury, chose to jump off the building, and left themselves in a children's playground before leaving, saying that their parents would pick you up after dark.

No matter how acquainted and hot they chatted in the letter, they suddenly got close. Xia Bing has a typical personality of being hot on the outside and cold on the inside, and he couldn't stand it.

He was very apprehensive that a child who was not relatives or relatives came to him.But I didn't expect that the child really came, at the age of 17.

Chen Zhong squeezed Xia Bing's hand, his eyes were burning, but he didn't dare to squeeze it hard.I received Xia Bing's letter for the first time when I was 7 years old, and the last letter when I was 15 years old. "You forgot me?"

"Ah... I haven't forgotten." Xia Bingquan remembered.

No wonder the child came to me with a box of snacks. In every letter I wrote back then, I wanted to eat snacks, but the coach refused to let me.

"You really came looking for me? How do you know I'm still in the team?" Xia Bing asked, no wonder he always felt that he was suffocated, he was so angry.

With a sullen face, Chen Zhong took out a post-it note and began to write.He said that long sentences are not good, and he has serious psychological barriers. When he was a child, he was slightly autistic and caused slurred speech, inability to take care of himself, bedwetting, and was beaten every day.Later, when I said long sentences, there was a shadow, and no one had the patience to listen to my stuttering, and finally I couldn't speak, so I could only write.

The handwriting is very beautiful. In those years, besides skating, I practiced handwriting. I was afraid that the handwriting would not look good.

"I came here the year you didn't reply. Someone wanted to bully you, so I beat him up."

Xia Bing looked at the words and was taken aback. When I was 23 years old, a sponsor wanted to cover me, who was about the same age as me, and there was a lot of noise about it, which was disgusting anyway.I definitely don't agree, but the man has an inexplicable confidence, thinking that his refusal is just refusal, and even wants to increase the price, repeatedly pestering him, and even driving to stalk the phone to harass him.

Liang Zi kept holding his breath and wanted to beat up that idiot, but Xia Bing stopped him. If the athletes had an accident in a fight, a member of the team would notify him, and he would miss the ice rink in this life, and ten years of hard work would be in vain.

Not long after, I heard that the grandson was beaten up and beaten so hard that he almost suffered a shattered kneecap fracture.I also heard that the sponsor had some tricks and cleaned up the person who did it, covered in blood.

"You hit it?" Xia Bing couldn't imagine.It turned out that the year I broke off contact, the child came.

Fearing that he might misunderstand, Chen Zhong finished writing and stuffed it with his head down. "I don't want to disturb you, I just want to watch your game. After watching it, I'll leave and I've bought the train tickets."

Xia Bing was completely speechless. Back then, 15-year-old Chen Zhong traveled thousands of miles to watch the game for himself, but was beaten to the point of being covered in blood.

And he got into such a big disaster, he didn't tell himself anything, and he didn't write back.

At this time, Liang Zi and Fei Yang came down from the shower, Xia Bing went upstairs to wash, his head was in a mess.

He wanted to talk to Chen Zhong about what happened back then, and explain it, but Chen Zhong didn't mention it anymore, as if it wasn't a big deal, it passed in the blink of an eye.After everyone washed up one after another, Chi Feiyang blew out the scented candles, the light source disappeared, and they shivered in the tent.

"Captain Xia, in the past we always laughed at you, saying that you were hoarding goods for petty gain, but you still had foresight." Liang Zi and Fei Yang kept watch in the middle of the night today, and slept a lot during the day, so they weren't sleepy.

"How long can our inventory last?" Feiyang asked a substantive question.

Xia Bing glanced at Chen Zhong guiltily, imagining his 15-year-old face eagerly waiting for a reply. "One week, everyone, don't panic, hold on. Are you two cold?"

"Cold." Chi Feiyang said truthfully.

"Come into the tent and sit down when it's cold." Xia Bing originally wanted to move away by himself, but Chen Zhong moved away first, giving up half of the mattress to face him.

Two people, separated by two sleeping bags.

He blinked, and Chen Zhong blinked too, but no one looked at anyone else.

"What are you doing?" Xia Bing couldn't stand it anymore and asked.

Chen Zhong moved closer again, the anger in his eyes was still there. "not sleepy."

Xia Bing thought for a while, then stretched out a cold hand to touch Chen Zhong's head.

Chen Zhong closed his eyes at once. "Good night."

Xia Bing smiled helplessly, little boy.

Liang Chu and Chi Feiyang didn't say much, they entered the tent and sat down, looking at the door with good eyes.Xia Bing also closed his eyes, but he could clearly count every breath of Chen Zhong.

In the night where screams were everywhere, four boys hid in a tent, waiting for rescue and last hope.

Liang Chu and Chi Feiyang were distressed that Xia Bing was too tired, and they didn't call when it was time to wake him up, so they let the captain fall asleep.Chen Chong woke up once in the night, and seeing that they didn't intend to change shifts, he didn't get up at all.After sleeping on the balcony, Chen Zhong got up abruptly, almost standing up from the air mattress.

I have been beaten by my parents a lot, and I am always mentally prepared to run away at any time when I sleep.With the loud noise just now, he thought it was his parents who were drunk and rushed in again.

The whole community was asleep, and this noise woke up many zombies.The drowsy Liang Chu first went to block the door, and observed through the cat's eyes, there were no zombies coming over for the time being.

Xia Bing also woke up, followed the sound and opened the curtains, only to see a hole in the glass window of the balcony was smashed by a large iron pan, and a nylon rope was tied to the iron pan.

The pot was lifted up again, and suddenly fell down again, smashing the balcony on the 5th floor, as if trying again and again.

"Don't smash it!" Xia Bing grabbed the nylon rope suddenly, pulled it, and shouted upstairs in a low voice, "You want to kill others, don't you?"

"Is there anyone downstairs?" The voice came from above, calling softly, "Alive?"

"Nonsense!" Xia Bing poked his head out, and sure enough, half a person poked out from the balcony of 909.

It was a man in a dark gray shirt. "Is there anything to eat? I've run out of ammunition and food. Is there anything to eat or drink?"

Xia Bing didn't give it. A bottle of water is a necessity at this time. "No! Don't make a sound, don't hurt others if you want to die!"

"If you don't give it to me, I'll keep throwing the pot away!" Maybe it's because he finally saw a living person, and the man grabbed hold of the life-saving straw, like a drowning person, who can hold the rescuer into the water for suffocation Die, "The worst thing is to die together!"

Chen Zhong came out of the kitchen with a pair of large scissors in his hand, and cut the nylon rope with a click.

The person upstairs paused for a while, and a few minutes later, another big pot was thrown down. This time, he knew which floor he was throwing, and he hit it more accurately. "You guys definitely have food in reserve, hand it over!"

"Captain Xia, Captain Xia!" There was movement on Liang Chu's side, several zombies piled on top of each other, pressed against the wall, and bumped into the door.

There were bloody fingerprints all over the corridor walls.

Xia Bing turned around instantly and looked at the door.

The door shook, scaring Liang Chu who was leaning against the cat's eyes.

Fortunately, there is a refrigerator.

Chi Feiyang immediately ran to help block the door, Xia Bing endured and endured, so he had to grab the rope. "Just 1 bucket of instant noodles, 1 bottle of water, nothing more."

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Ice Cub: Yo Ho, the car overturned.