Speed ​​Skating Survival [Apocalypse]

Xia Bing and Chen Zhong had only heard such a violent firing sound in war movies.But it is completely different from the imagined sound effect. It is a three-dimensional surround explosion, which makes their hearing disappear and adapt instantly.

What rushes into the ear is no longer the sound, but the air current.

Xia Bing threw the lunch box on the bedside table, hugged Chen Zhong in his arms, and covered his ears.There was still a mouthful of rice in his mouth that he didn't swallow, and Xia Bing was so frightened that he stiffened his neck and swallowed it raw several times, but his hands seemed to be stuck with high-strength glue, sticking to Chen Zhong's ears.

Chen Zhong hugged Xia Bing's waist in a hiding position, he never thought that there would be such a movement in the resettlement site, everything was so unreal.

Immediately, the people in the simple tent couldn't sit still, they were not as calm as before, some even wanted to rush out, and some simply shouted inside the tent.Xia Bing couldn't hear what they were shouting, but could only vaguely hear the words "they are coming" and "dead".

It was even more chaotic outside the tent. All the rescuers seemed to be running, in the night and under the light, but there was no neat line up just now. Everyone scattered in several directions at the same time, shouting something.

"Southeast corner, southeast corner!" They ran over from Xia Bing's simple tent, and had no time to deal with the restlessness of the survivors, until dozens of medical staff ran over and took those who had already run out of the tent and those who were about to run out. Catch them back one by one.

"They're here, they're here!" shouted an old man who was captured.

"Master, calm down, calm down!" Only a few girls could persuade this one, "They can't get in, can we trust the rescue team? Trust them! With them around, zombies can't get in!"

As soon as the words fell, a helicopter flew across the sky, followed by a piercing sound, as if someone had ripped open the air with bare hands.

Before Xia Bing could react, he was startled by the sudden change in front of him, but the sound of the shell explosion that followed gave him another blow to the head.

The movement of the real cannonball was much more violent than the firing just now. Not only did the ear canals vibrate, but the earth's crust under his feet shook, and his internal organs shook.

It wasn't just him who was shaken, but also their tent and the constantly dangling light bulb above their heads.

"Everyone be quiet! Be quiet!" A few more medical staff came, men and women. They couldn't even walk steadily due to the shock just now, but they seemed to be used to guns, "The rescue team is cleaning up the corpses, everyone don't Panic! Don't panic! Trust our team!"

"Can you kill them all?" Someone asked behind.

"Everyone, please rest assured that you can rest quietly and quietly. The rescue team has sufficient ammunition and sufficient manpower to protect everyone!" The medical staff urged earnestly, "Please go back to your respective beds and rest! We will remove the curtains of the tents. Put it down, so the sound of the gunshots will be quieter, please don't be afraid! Don't run around! Don't make our work more difficult!"

After shouting back and forth a dozen times, the other survivors began to calm down and went back to their beds to rest one by one. Some of them also realized that they had behaved improperly, but they were already terrified and couldn't care less.

Those who have been able to persist until now have all experienced hellish torture and spiritual trauma. Some are pale, muscular and mentally exhausted, and some are in a trance and devastated.With the tent curtains fully drawn down, the light dimmed, adding a sense of security in an emergency.

Xia Bing hugged Chen Zhong's head tightly, not daring to let go.The sound of firing outside the tent didn't stop, the sound of the siren didn't stop, the lights flickered on and off, and the cannon rang again. Chen Zhong moved in his arms.

Xia Bing looked again, and saw that the two children next door were smart, they had already climbed onto the bed and covered the quilt, and they hid under the quilt without even showing their heads.

That's right, the children who can live to this day have also accumulated enough survival skills, Xia Bing looked at this in his arms again, and couldn't see any expression.

"Lie down." He gently put the person down, and only let go after he got used to it.Chen Zhong's body was a little stiff, and he couldn't tell if he was frightened or not.

Chen Zhong still had a mouthful of cucumber in his mouth, but Xia Bing told him to lie down, and he lay down.The folding bed was very small, and half of it was occupied by him lying on it. The springs on the bed made a sound, and a light bulb hung directly above their bed, shaking.

"Don't be afraid, those people are right, we have to trust the rescue team." Xia Bing took off Chen Zhong's shoes, found that his socks were wet, and took off two dirty sock balls.When another rescue team gathered and ran past the tent door, Xia Bing also went to bed.

Two slender, muscular athletes squeezed together, arm to arm, leg to leg.But even if it is so tight, if you turn over casually, a person can fall off the bed.

Xia Bing's last bit of strength was exhausted, and the wound on the back of his neck ached.He also pulled up the quilt to cover the bodies and faces of the two people, no matter how chaotic and turbulent the outside was, he propped up his body, as if blocking a no-man's land, creating a quiet vacuum, leaving it to Chen Chong.

The quilt is not too thick, and there is always light coming in.

Chen Zhong and Xia Bing were lying on the same pillow, and the quilt almost couldn't cover the edge of their peripheral vision.The gunfire didn't stop, and the two people who had survived the near death finally lay together again, side by side, and at the same time they turned into side-lying.

"Do you know what I'm thinking?" Xia Bing blew towards the opposite side, laughing inappropriately, at the moment when the flames of war were burning right under his nose, he actually laughed.

Chen Zhong finished chewing the cucumber in his mouth, and without speaking, he put his left hand on Xia Bing's face.As soon as I came out of the subway station, I saw Xia Bing. He was looking at his mobile phone. He looked the same as the one I saw a few years ago. Maybe his hairstyle changed a little, or maybe it didn't change.

So tall, so handsome, and an excellent short track speed skater.But when Xia Bing stood in the crowd, others only knew that he was handsome, and only he knew everything about him, his mood, experience, handwriting, and even his feelings over the years.This is like a secret full of vitality, making Chen Zhong want to secretly laugh in a corner where no one finds out.

Touch it again now, this face is already a lot tired.Thin, really thin. Ice sports require speed and agility. It is a balance and a sharp balance. It is destined not to lose weight and body fat. The body that does not store much fat is not ready to deal with famine.

Now this small face was smaller again, and one hand was tightly covered. Chen Zhong compared it with his hand, smiled and nodded. "I know."

"You know, don't you?" Xia Bing hooked Chen Zhong's cold big feet with his own. After wearing skate shoes for a long time, their toes were deformed, and the toe bones were covered with calluses.But there is no way, that's how it is in the competitive sports industry, and competition does not mean health.

"I know." Chen Zhong nodded again, and the two hugged each other under a quilt, shooting whatever happened outside, the tent was still shaking, and the air was shaking.

There were people running around constantly.

"Even if the zombies break in now, I don't want to run away." Xia Bing put one arm through Chen Zhong's neck, and the other arm stretched from his armpit to the back. The two of them looked like children, "Really , but I’m exhausted, so let’s just leave it at that, if the rescue team can’t stand it anymore, no one can do anything about it.”

"If you can't stand it, you can't stand it." Chen Zhong's eyes slid across the contours of Xia Bing's face, rubbing his messy hair, the one on the back of his head just grew out, "I'll take you away, let's escape by skating."

"I won't run away, what should I do with love, I'm really tired." Xia Bing changed into a comfortable position, flicked his wrist, and grabbed Chen Zhong's hand in his arms, "I didn't care about it all this time. Look at your little tattoo..."

Chen Zhong immediately obediently straightened his fingers and showed him.

Xia Bing rubbed his fingertips, amidst the screams of others, they only looked at each other. "Triangles? You like triangles?"

There was another turmoil outside, as if the rescue team was moving things, and some things fell on the ground.But Chen Zhong stuck to Xia Bing, and his fingers kept spinning around his fingers. "No, I like ice."

"Then your tattoos are ice-cold, why are you tattooing equilateral triangles?" Xia Bing scratched the soles of his feet with his toes.

Chen Zhong wanted to say something, but stopped again, thinking about it without embarrassment. "The tattoo artist said that it is cool to have a graphic tattoo."

"Ah?" Xia Bing's right hand made a strong effort, and with a random hook, it hooked Chen Zhong's finger, "Just because it's cool?"

"Yeah." Chen nodded emphatically, and as he nodded, the helicopter flew over the top of the tent, the movement of the propeller was so recognizable, his expression obviously didn't want to admit anything, but his tone was resigned, "You said before, long Gonna be a cool kid when I grow up."

Xia Bing blinked, looked at him, and suddenly couldn't stop smiling.

"Now I've grown up." Chen Zhong squinted his eyes a little, as if he wanted to repay and ask for an answer.

"Well, it's so cool to grow up." Xia Bing patted his face with a smile, and leaned against him, "It's so fucking cool."

Outside the tent, the vibrations and gunshots hadn't stopped, and the battle between humans and zombies hadn't ended yet. Xia Bing and Chen Zhong willingly hid in the small bed, falling asleep exhausted at some point.

Even if they really didn't keep it, they didn't plan to leave again.

When the gunshots stopped, no one has a specific idea. They only know that the fight lasted for a while, until everyone was worried and counted, worried that the ammunition of the rescue team would run out of ammunition in the next second.

Xia Bing woke up several times during the night, and Chen Zhong also woke up several times. The drugs were taking effect in their bodies at the same time, but both of them had a fever at the same time. It was an internal battle.

The human body's immunity is fighting against foreign species under the blessing of drugs, and the battlefield is the human body.Xia Bing drank a few sips of water, woke Chen Chong up again, asked him to take a sip too, and when the two of them lay down again, they didn't even have the strength to speak.

But they all knew that the rescue team had really defended this battle. In the face of powerful weapons, the fighting power of the zombies only had an advantage in numbers.

They don't know how to think, and the bugs that control corpses have only evolved to the stage of survival instinct. Xia Bing lay back on the bed again, hugging Chen Zhong, who was hot and feverish, and stared dazedly from the fever.

But don't evolve into a wise one, just the third generation... Before falling asleep, Xia Bing picked up the walkie-talkie to call again, but still couldn't get a response.

How are the coaches and brothers doing?Where have they all gone?

The author has something to say:

Coach & team members: Have Team Xia and Chen Zhong been taken away for experiments?

Xia Bing & Chen Zhong: Sleeping soundly.