biochemical corpse

The setting sun sheds its afterglow, swaying desperately in the sky.A large area of ​​red and clear, it can make people's eyes bleed.The wound on the shoulder that was just bandaged a few days ago has completely healed, not even a mark can be seen, only a light pink circle is left, showing that this part of the body has been injured.

I haven't eaten for two days, but I'm not hungry at all.Tang Chu walked on the road and looked at the abandoned city, and he could still hear the shrill screams in his ears—but so far, it was strange that he had never seen the source of the sound.

In his hand was a half-worn AK-47, which Tang Chu had placed next to him after he woke up. Besides, there was a Swiss Army knife and a small piece of chocolate.

He is walking towards the city, maybe this place can no longer be called a city.Broken glass, burning cars, English newspapers flying all over the sky, and the occasional carrion - such scenes are easily reminiscent of the so-called region.

He needs to get out.

He wanted to make sure he wasn't alone.

Just walking and stopping like this, the scenery along the way hardly changed. When night came, Tang Chu finally saw a half-old hotel.

He hesitated for a moment, squeezed the gun in his hand, and walked in slowly.

Tang Chu didn't know what happened to this city, let alone why he was here. The only thing he knew was that he wanted to go out and... to live.

The room was just as Tang Chu had expected. Things were crooked and crooked, and the original appearance was almost invisible. The coagulated blood remained on the floor, and the surroundings were eerily quiet.

suddenly--!

A low sound of music sounded, and Tang Chu almost subconsciously turned over and walked slowly towards the source of the sound.

He opened the door with a gun, squatted down at the same moment, pointed the gun upwards, and there was a piece of air.

Probably this time it was a false alarm.

Looking at the alarm clock beside the bed that kept ringing, Tang Chu thought to himself.

He took a step back and was about to close the door, but at that moment the curtain in the corner seemed to move.

The heart began to beat violently - but Tang Chu could subconsciously feel that this was not fear, but excitement.

Is it alive... or?

Tang Chu stomped slowly, without making any sound.And the moment he started, the curtain shook even more!It suppressed the whispers that he could often hear when he was walking on the road.

Tang Chu thought he finally had a chance to find out what the sound was.

The muzzle of his gun had already touched the curtain, and a human silhouette could be seen faintly there.

"come out."

Tang Chu speaks English.

There was no echo, and even the trembling of the thing in there disappeared, and it just sat so still.

"If you don't come out, I'll shoot you."

Tang Chu's gun shot upwards again.

The thing inside seemed to be stimulated by something for a moment, and suddenly jumped up violently, with a low, inhuman growl, Tang Chu took a step back and frowned.

The curtain was roughly pulled down, and the steel pipe connected to it hit the ground to make a harsh and noisy noise, and what appeared in front of...

God, what the hell is this? !

Tang Chu's hand paused for a moment, but intuition was obviously much easier to use than Tang Chu's brain.When the trigger was pulled on the phone, there was a piercing friction sound—this was the first bullet Tang Chu fired in the past few days, and the target was a monster that looked like a human but not a ghost.

He didn't know how to describe it, the monster was still wearing a street T-shirt that could be seen everywhere, and there was even a pair of glasses tucked into his trouser belt!But his face was covered with blood and blood, and the smell of huge rotting flesh emanating from its body made people sick.

Tang Chu was sure that the shot must have hit his heart. An unusually beautiful blood hole had appeared in the familiar position, and some blood that didn't look fresh was oozing out.However……

It's not dead, not even on the verge of falling.

As if the bullet made him fully understand the current situation, he waved his hands and walked towards Tang Chu, making that familiar low cry without meaning.

Tang Chu took a step back, put his foot on the edge of the bed, and said something softly.

"Go to hell, bastard!"

Then another shot.

Tang Chu hit him on the head.

The disgusting thing exploded in an instant, and a pitiful figure with half of his head knocked off appeared in front of Tang Chu. The recoil from the AK-47 made his hands numb slightly.

Then Tang Chu looked at the pile of carrion in front of him, which lowered little by little in front of his eyes.

Tang Chu walked to the side of the thing and poked it with the tip of his boots. After confirming that it was completely dead, he realized that there was cold sweat streaming down his back.

Tang Chu was not sure at first where he had gone.

-

That night.

He still didn't feel hungry, he put the gun on the bedside - less than one meter away from his hand.This ensures that you can access it anytime, anywhere.

He wasn't sure if those monsters would show up again, but their weak point should be the head... or the spine?

Then Tang Chu turned off the light, and the familiar murmur began to appear again, and the alarm clock beside the bed blinked.

Tang Chu still couldn't remember why he came here, to such a place.The memory seemed to have been cut by someone in a clumsy way. All he could remember was his name and his experience as a mercenary in the past, and then there was an endless desert and the harsh and noisy voices hovering above his head.

besides……

The familiar pain in his head began to come out again, Tang Chu decided not to think about anything else, and went to sleep peacefully.

He knows he wants to live, and if he's lucky, find the captain and his former companions.

-

Early the next morning, Tang Chu set off according to the original plan.

This hotel has obviously been deserted for a while, even the taps can't get water out, there are a lot of flies around the kitchen, and there is no food to eat.

It was bad, because he was starting to feel a little hungry.

He found a motorcycle in the backyard—it was luck among misfortunes, a BMW straight four-engine street sports car, and the market price would definitely not be cheaper than some cars.

There is still more than half of the oil, and all the parts are complete, which is very good.

He straddled it, the dawn had just dawned, and the bits of broken white brought out from the sky made Tang Chu's eyes hurt.

There was only the sound of the wind, occasionally mixed with some unreal roars.Tang Chu frowned, then hooked up the bracket of the motorcycle with his foot, and there was a clear clicking sound.There was a cloud of smoke and dust.

I don't know if it was because Tang Chu's obsession was too strong, but he really saw someone in the afternoon.

One like myself, man.

The man's face was heavily guarded, and he held a short, coldly shining dagger in his hand. He couldn't see the model clearly, but he could see the seeping blood grooves on it.

Since Tang Chu woke up, his eyesight and hearing had at least doubled.For example, now, before the foreign man found him, Tang Chu had already checked the surrounding environment.

There was no one else but him.

The background is a familiar desolation, the hunting wind is blowing around, and the yellow sand is blowing from not far away, swallowing the city inch by inch.

Tang Chu frowned, and finally decided to walk over, but there was a strange feeling in his heart - an indescribable...desire.

That man was obviously not a commoner, and the moment he walked into his field of vision, he immediately raised his guard!The clotted blood stains on the dagger in his hand, and low gasps sounded around.

The moment he saw Tang Chu, the expression on his face suddenly became very strange, even excited.Tang Chu saw him standing up from the spot suddenly, from this angle Tang Chu could just see his sharp face and bright eyes.

This is the type Tang Chu likes.

He walked up to the man and looked at him.Probably because Tang Chu didn't speak, the man's eyes were full of inquiry again, and his hand holding the dagger tightened.

"Are you... a human?"

What kind of question is this?

Tang Chu's frown deepened, and he finally nodded after seeing his expectant look.

"Great! Thank God I'm not alone!"

He stood there with a sudden look of excitement, Tang Chu noticed the obvious military uniform on his body and the weapons scattered on the ground beside him, the hand holding the gun did not relax at all.

"Where's your companion?"

Tang Chu asked such a question, the man's expression suddenly became a little ferocious, and then Tang Chu heard him speak in a low voice, his voice was hoarse but full of magnetism.

"It's dead."

"... all dead?"

"Yes, they all turned into zombies and died."

Tang Chu stood there silently recollecting his words.

"who are you?"

The man suddenly thrust the dagger in his hand into the ground. He had the typical appearance of a sunny boy in a foreign country. He looked at Tang Chu showing his snow-white teeth and full forehead.

He gave a standard military salute to Tang Chu, his brows were full of pride, even though it was covered with dust.

"You can call me Cross, I belong to Unit 653 of the US Military District."

Tang Chu drove the gun in his hand to the ground, cast a sideways glance at him, and spoke casually.

"My name is Tang Chu, a Chinese, a mercenary."

"Oriental, nice to meet you!"

Kloss stretched out his hand towards Tang Chu, his fingers were slender and bony, with an unreasonable masculine charm.

Tang Chu looked into his expectant eyes, then slowly stretched out his hand to put it on top of him.

Kloss's eyes were bright and full of power, the chocolate-colored skin was still rolling with undissolved sweat, sliding down the inside of the military uniform along his cheeks.

Uh... I suddenly became more hungry.