Idol's Doomsday Survival Guide

The first wave of offensive is expected to arrive after [-] o'clock in the evening.

They took the elevator up to the top floor, where all the people in charge of the Voice of Liberty project came together.

"You're here." You Guohao clasped his hands together under his chin, and solemnly glanced at Ji Nanze who came forward, "The host in the middle."

Ji Nanze glanced at him calmly, and sat down with Zou Tu on the left and right.

An old man raised his eyebrows at him: "This is the new intermediate host?"

"Judging from the physical report sent by Mr. Wei, yes, he obviously inherited the infection concentration of the previous host." You Guohao was still flipping through the paper report on the table, "I can't believe it."

"A miracle? Since the intermediate host can transmit the infection, let's infect our soldiers into a new intermediate host." The old man said, "In this way, we will have more weight to fight the infection."

"I tried to do this." He sighed and held his forehead, "but all failed. Rama is very special, especially the birth of the intermediate host. It is the most special way of infection."

"What do you mean?" The old man frowned.

"In my laboratory, there has never been a case of an intermediate host infection that gave birth to another intermediate host." He analyzed with a gloomy face, "Lama's infection method may be very special. Especially blood relationship , the genetic similarity between close relatives is extremely high, and slime molds will be better preserved, and at the same time, the bodies of blood relatives are also hotbeds for slime molds."

The old man narrowed his eyes: "In other words, there are conditions for becoming an intermediate host?"

"Yes, there must be a blood relationship."

Zou Tu couldn't help but look at Ji Nanze several times.

It can be seen that he is in a very bad mood now.

The meeting room fell silent.

"Do you know. Nanze, this is the last chance for mankind." You Guohao seemed to notice that he said nothing, "We need you."

"Did you say the same to Ji Ran?" He swept over coldly.

The other party smiled meaningfully.

"Whether I say it or not, he has no desire to live," he laughs, "or in other words, he doesn't want to live at all. Without you, if he doesn't know you're alive—he doesn't Not on the side of humans."

Ji Nanze raised his head, almost gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: "—he is my younger brother."

"But patient zero killed your brother."

He said.

"He also killed your dog."

"Of course, he killed many people's relatives and lovers."

Ji Nanze laughed mockingly.

"Didn't all of this start because of you, You Guohao? In the end, all the sacrifices were because of you. Before you dragged more people into hell, didn't you even have a trace of repentance?"

"If I start to repent at my age," he said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to pay off the debts of my life until I'm buried."

"You know that too?" Zou Tu sneered beside him.

Ji Nanze lowered his eyelashes, as if he didn't want to talk nonsense with him: "What do you want me to do."

"According to the report just sent, I don't think your physical fitness has reached the level that can directly compete with infected creatures, but your visual ability is quite strong." He gestured around the eyeballs, "We will give you a A gun, a sniper gun. We need you badly until Patient Zero arrives."

"Location, time."

"There is a suitable sniper spot on the top floor of the building." He took a deep breath and said, "You and Zou Tu need to stay there until the attack of the tide of corpses comes to an end."

"understood."

He just lowered his head and didn't say a word to anyone.

Seeing that he was not in the mood to confront him, You Guohao seemed to feel a lot more relaxed.

He briefly explained the work matters to the others, and then signaled to the old man that the meeting could end.

When leaving the conference room, Ji Nanze stopped Zou Tu in the corridor and led him into the room.

"Time is simply not enough, we may soon face the attack of zombies." He said, "Maybe there will not be a moment's rest until the Voice of Liberty Building is captured and everyone becomes a meal of zombies. "

"you're not feeling OK?"

"We're not talking about the same thing."

"I know." Zou Tu smiled, "I know you care about me."

"Then you should also know that I don't want you to go."

Ji Nanze lowered his head, with an imperceptible fragility in the corners of his eyes.

"I lost my father, I lost Blueberry. Now, Hai Sen and Gu Changfeng are gone, and my brother is gone. Will you be gone too?"

"Senior, you are really in a bad mood."

"answer me."

"...Will you be away too?"

Zou Tu raised his head silently, looking at the ceiling silently.

"meeting."

Ji Nanze's lips trembled, and his face became quite pale.

"At this time, you can lie."

"You taught me to grow up, senior, and you taught me to look forward. So I must answer you, 'yes'." He thought for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "I don't know how long I can live , it is very likely that today, my meeting and acquaintance with you, and even my endless love for you will be buried here."

"I don't want you to die."

"I don't want to either," he said. "I don't want to die. I want to live. Unfortunately, I don't have many opportunities."

He lifted his shirt up a bit, exposing his back.

On the scarred back, the dragon and carp had completely disappeared, leaving only a few deep scratches.

Ji Nanze gently covered his palms.

"How many times do you have?"

"Five times."

"Why," he said, "was that...did I do it?"

Zou Tu turned his back to him and shook his head: "It's not you. It's patient zero."

"Zou Tu."

"what happened?"

"How many people did I kill?"

"I said, that person is not you at all."

"But it was my body, my hands. I was also his accomplice."

"...everything you see," he said. "Patient Zero didn't let go of the child."

"Then I am really... unforgivable."

"Not you."

He turned around and hugged Ji Nanze tightly.

"...not you."

He held the person in his arms who was so slumped that he lost his response, biting his lips tightly, trying not to let the tears slide down.

He feels...

The body in my arms is so cold, so cold.

There is no temperature at all.

I can't get back the touch of their first kiss, the first hug.

As cold as a corpse.

Ji Nanze also hugged him back.

He lay in Zou Tu's arms, as if his spine had been pulled out all of a sudden.Only the fingers were clenched inch by inch in the backlight, turning white.

"Zou Tu, tell me. What will our future be like?"

"Stop it, I don't know. I don't want to know."

Seven o'clock that night.

The two ushered in the first wave of offensive in their worst condition.

***

There are a total of more than 50 people participating in remote fire support with them, which is already the most manpower that the Voice of Liberty Building can apply for.All the shelters are in the midst of wars provoked by infected creatures, and people are in constant panic. There are only a few strategic bombers and armored vehicles providing fire support for them.

What's more, the Voice of Liberty project is just regarded as a joke by others.

A joke that cost human life.

"Hey, kids." A man who was carrying out the plan with them said, "Don't be nervous, just shoot the furthest one. It's close enough to prevent you from accidentally injuring your own people. Save some ammunition and leave the rest to us. "

"I really don't know why he let these children come here." Another person was a little dissatisfied, "When the time comes to evacuate with us the last one, there will be no benefit at all."

"I can shoot." Through the scope, Ji Nanze had already seen the tide of corpses hundreds of yards away, "I learned it before."

...The number is quite large, as if the population of two or three cities has been concentrated in the Voice of Freedom Building.

They can't kill them alone.

The bomber hovered at low altitude, and the missile struck down with precision.The city in darkness was instantly lit up by artillery fire.

The fighter plane roared across the long night, leaving several long trails behind.

"You haven't turned 20 yet." The man looked into the distance and lit a cigarette, the trigger had already been pulled.His arm was barely moving. "I see both you and your friend."

"Neither of us showed up."

"It's so small. Are you still studying?"

The man next to him said, "I haven't reached the age of 20... Let me think about it, have you gone to college?"

The man who lit the cigarette got a little excited: "What major did you two study?"

"Department of Art." He looked at Zou Tu next to him, "He studied in the Department of Physical Education."

"College students are good." The man laughed, "Intellectuals are very promising. In my hometown, intellectuals came to the countryside, and now everything has changed a lot. If it weren't for this ghost virus, how could such things be your turn? .”

Zou Tu couldn't help shrugging his shoulders. He noticed that there were no soldiers sent to the top floor, but many of them were boys and girls of the same age as them.

It is estimated that they received some hasty training, and then they were caught up by the Voice of Freedom Building to take the gun.

Aiming at the tide of corpses slowly encircling, the gunfire rang out again.

They stopped talking, and the air was filled with the strong smell of gunpowder.

After a quarter of an hour, the bombers had difficulty suppressing the 360-degree encirclement, and the tide of corpses was almost approaching, but the breakthrough was delayed.

The leading man pressed the headset: "200 meters, all teams pay attention. No infected organisms have been found so far."

"Can you see the end?"

Zou Tu asked softly.

Ji Nanze quickly raised the muzzle of the gun and looked at the black corpses in the scope.

"No. Too many."

He couldn't help but scolded: "Damn, I feel that the first wave is hard to survive."

"Don't be nervous." Ji Nanze moved his index finger, the sticky sweat made him very uncomfortable.

"Senior, let's say it first. I really can't hold back my nervousness." Zou Tu's voice trembled a little, "Now I know why I can't defeat them. Look, this is just a sea of ​​people tactics. If we With advanced equipment, at least you can use missiles to clean up zombies."

He laughed dryly: "Once there are infected creatures disrupting the situation, it will not be so easy."

The veins on Zou Tu's neck are all up: "Yeah. This is just the beginning, and I don't want to leave us a way out."

"Would you like to hear a joke?"

"Think." Zou Tu immediately agreed, "I'm so nervous that I'm jumping up, I don't know if the trigger is on or not..."

"Then I'll think of one quickly."

"I still have to think about the joke. I can't hold it anymore."

"Take it easy, I haven't figured it out yet... Are your fingers stiff so quickly?"

"No, I can't bear to kiss you."

Ji Nanze laughed.

"Ji Ran used to raise a little duck with a bunch of black spots on its head. The little duck was very cute. It followed people's heels and kept 'quacking'. The little duck liked Ji Ran very much, and usually liked to stick by his side , when we go out and come back, it must also greet us at the door."

Zou Tu listened with gusto: "What happened next?"

"Later, Ji Ran put it in the palm of his hand and taught him to recognize us one by one, such as 'father' and 'brother'." He paused and couldn't help laughing. ' and 'brother', they will run over excitedly."

"And then, what do you do?"

"There is nothing to do. In the end, the duckling died alone."

Zombies are fragile.

Their heads are their weak points, and they can be stopped with just a single shot.

But what if there are tens of thousands of them?

What if they were surrounded from all sides?

Seeing that the advantage of sniping on the top floor is getting smaller and smaller, the leading man called a few people to carry the RPG, aiming in different directions.

The exploding fire ball rose in the darkness, but the tide of corpses still continued. They were like unstoppable tides, crushing all obstacles, crushing all futile resistance, and rushing toward flesh and blood.

They are solitary towers in the dark tide, and every shot is as lonely as a sonorous sound.