16 years

Liu Ruosong stared at the other party calmly, looking calm, steady and reliable.

He Tang quickly caught up and kicked the young man's calf.She didn't seem to use much force, but the opponent was kicked by her and shook in place, and it was hard to stand still.

"Don't yell." He Tang reprimanded him with a straight face, and said, "Just open your mouth and call sister-in-law, you are not afraid of scaring people."

Liu Ruosong said in his heart that there is still someone who understands this, and he just wanted to nod his head in agreement, but before his jaw dropped, he saw He Tang turned his head to look at him and smiled, then wiped his palms on his clothes embarrassingly.

"Right, Brother Liu." He Tang said.

Liu Ruosong: "..."

Who can tell him which field snails these "soldiers from heaven" came from, or whether he is already famous to the point where everyone knows it.

Liu Ruosong stared blankly at the person across from him, and He Tang blinked innocently, and looked at him for two seconds as it should, before he suddenly realized, beat his palms suddenly, and said, "Yes, yes, yes , you don't know us."

"Formal self-introduction." He Tang subconsciously stood up straight, touched his heels, saluted him on the spot, and said, "I am the 72nd Division of the Air Force of Department A, Major He Tang."

He Tang paused, and said seriously, "Sparrowhawk."

Liu Ruosong suddenly reacted.

He didn't know who He Tang was, but he knew her unit number and this code name—Fu Yan's code name was Wu Diao, and he had a special sharp-knife flying team under him. "Peregrine Falcon" is the most famous.

When Liu Ruosong was visiting relatives in the military region, he passed by their tarmac. He had seen the team's ID card, but he had never seen a real person. He never expected that there would be a female member of the Sharp Knife Flying Team.

"Sparrowhawk", code-named 003, is the No. [-] reserve command position except for the deputy white-headed kite.

——These are Fu Yan's team members.

Liu Ruosong loved Wu and Wu, and almost immediately let go of his guard, shortened the distance with the other party in an instant, and relaxed a lot.

"How do you know me?" Liu Ruosong wondered, "Because of the regulations, I haven't met you."

Liu Ruosong thought that this question was an ordinary question, but He Tang and the young man looked at each other at the same time, pursing their lips tightly, as if they wanted to laugh but didn't dare, they were almost twisted.

Liu Ruosong was full of question marks, and before he could ask further, he heard a slightly joking male voice from behind: "Because the captain always carries your two-inch bareheaded photo with you - it's in the interlayer of the inner pocket of the training uniform, It is also regularly updated and replaced.”

As soon as the other party finished speaking, He Tang and the young man burst out laughing like two punctured water balloons, as if they had leaked air.

Liu Ruosong: "..."

"He thought he hid it well." Two men of similar stature walked side by side on the broken path. He Feng accepted the man's words with a smile and continued: "To be honest, he touches his chest every time he goes to work." , Who wouldn’t be curious if there were too many times.”

Liu Ruosong: "..."

Although the time is wrong, the place is wrong, and even this is not a place for joking, Liu Ruosong still can't help but want to touch his forehead.

Fu Yan is more than stable, but not romantic enough. Liu Ruosong's relationship with him is like a glass of boiled water, and now he is suddenly told to break this kind of petty thinking that he doesn't know.

However, this group of team members didn't know how to write "protect weaknesses", so relying on Fu Yan's absence, they exposed him one by one.

"There's a pile of your outdoor magazines in the captain's dormitory." He Tang exaggeratedly stretched out his hands for height comparison, and said, "It's so tall, they're all hidden in his closet—"

On a certain national highway more than 1000 kilometers away from Yizhou, Fu Yan sneezed twice without warning.

Poor Colonel Fu didn't know that his group of comrades had sold him out. He frowned, and touched his coat collar in doubt—the clothes had been dried three hours ago, and now The weather is hot, and it stands to reason that you won't catch a cold.

Fu Yan rubbed the bridge of his nose in puzzlement, then looked around, switched on the running lights, gradually slowed down the speed of the car, slid off the car along the path beside the aisle, and then parked the car under the dirt slope of the forked road.

He turned off the engine, and waited in the car vigilantly for more than ten minutes. Seeing that there was nothing unusual nearby, he raised his collar, opened the door and got out of the car.

There is a large gas station 200 meters away, which Fu Yan has just glimpsed.The situation over there was unknown, and he couldn't swagger and drive there.After coming out of City S, Fu Yan stopped briefly to look for supplies. He didn't know whether to say that the disaster stimulated people's survival instincts, or that the chaotic society tested human nature—while most people were still running for their lives, some people They have spontaneously gathered together, started to kill and rob goods, hoarding supplies to ensure that they can survive longer.

Fu Yan met them in a supermarket, a group of twelve or thirteen people, like several families put together, old and weak, hiding in the back of the warehouse to ambush passers-by.Because the other party is an ordinary person without mutation, Fu Yan can't do anything to those people, he can only warn them not to be malicious again.

But in the last days, "warning" is always the least valuable thing.

There are some people who sharpen their knives against their compatriots in order to live. Fu Yan can't be harsh, and he can't control anything—in the final analysis, it is this disaster that forces people to be less human.

The gas station not far away has not completely cut off the power, and the supermarket behind it is brightly lit, and the shelves inside are overturned on the ground, obviously someone has already come first.

The only gun in Fu Yan's hand was given to Liu Ruosong, and now he only has a pocket knife picked up in the car.

He stepped lightly, flicked off the blade and held it in the palm of his hand, instead of pushing the door, he lifted the latch of the rear window of the supermarket and jumped in through the window.

Most of the drinking water in the supermarket shelves has been searched and cleaned up. Fu Yan walked around the messy shelves and walked to the front, and finally found a bottle of "Fish that slipped through the net" in the gap under the counter.

Just as he was about to bend over, he saw something flash in his peripheral vision——

Fu Yan subconsciously ducked down, and a zombie slammed into the cashier counter with a bang, knocking a dent in the metal countertop.

——This thing should have been in a dormant state before, and it was hidden in the gap of the shelf at the back of the supermarket, so Fu Yan didn't see it.

It happened that the house was leaking and it was raining all night. Fu Yan glanced and found that a black figure next to the north gate of the supermarket was also startled by the sound, turned his head and rushed towards this side with a clear goal.

One of the two zombies was wearing a work uniform, and the other was wearing a messy vest and suit. Fu Yan knew at a glance that they were the unlucky ones who wanted to come in to find supplies, but never went out.

He clenched the folding knife with his backhand, wiped the blade with his thumb, and rolled on the ground, avoiding the zombie's second bite.

The zombie had obviously mutated for a while, the work clothes on his body were tattered, there were signs of a fight on his body, there was a huge gash on his arm, the edge of the wound was rotten and curled, and the thick blood flowed straight to the drip.

Fu Yan frowned and supported its arm, abruptly choking the opponent's pounce, and then quickly lowered his body to avoid the zombie's sharp teeth.

The zombie stretched its neck, trying to bite his shoulder, but before it could, its teeth closed together, making a tooth-piercing crashing sound.

Almost without hesitation, Fu Yan twisted the thing's arm with one hand, slid behind it, and pressed it to the ground with his knee against the back of its heart.

Immediately afterwards, the folding knife sank deeply into the zombie's fragile cervical spine. Fu Yan inserted the tip of the knife obliquely, and stirred it with the blade almost violently. The thing seemed to be cut off, lying on the ground. not moving.

Ten minutes later, Fu Yan cleaned up the supermarket, closed the front and rear doors, and turned off the bright lights.

After doing all this, he picked up the unopened bottle of water from the ground, unscrewed it casually, and took a sip with his head raised.

Drops of water flowed down the corners of his lips and into the neckline. Fu Yan lowered his eyes and poured a handful of water onto the folding knife expressionlessly, washing away the traces of blood on it.

——In the early days of the end of the world, these viruses were still at a high level of activity, so he had to be careful.

In the first three months of the apocalypse, the virus's infection and mutation effect is at its peak, and blood exchange can easily cause infection, and the mutation efficiency is also very high.But after three months, the changes of the virus tended to be stable, and the difference in mutation time would gradually shorten.

According to Fu Yan's cognition, they all mutate within 24 hours after infection by default, and the longest time will not exceed this time, but the shortest time will not be more than ten minutes like now.

After Fu Yan finished drinking half a bottle of water, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated. He took it out and found that it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hi." Fu Yan said.

"I did as you said, and now I am hiding in a safe place in Pengcheng." On the other side of the call was a very clear male voice, who sounded young, about 25 or [-] years old: "There is no one else around. Absolutely solid."

"Very good." Fu Yan picked up the remaining half bottle of water, walked out, and continued, "I will arrive as soon as possible."

There was silence on the phone for a while, and he said, "But I would like to ask, do you have any evidence to prove your identity or your position?"

"No, I have already indicated my military status, and I don't have any additional status." Fu Yan said: "If you have doubts about this position, I can only think that you have a corresponding preset hostile position in your cognition. "

There was a longer silence on the phone this time.

"It's not that I don't trust soldiers." After a long time, Fang Sining said, "But I have a request... I have someone I trust, RU8315, and I apply to talk to him."

"Don't worry, he also received this rescue mission." Fu Yan said: "If there is no accident, you will see my deputy team within three days."

The phone fell silent again, this time Fu Yan didn't have the patience to wait for him, but simply hung up the phone.

By the time Fu Yan left the gas station with a barrel of gasoline, the sky was already getting brighter.

The sun came out of the night, and a bonfire had just been lit in a temporary camp hundreds of kilometers away.

"...He is Peregrine Falcon, my brother, He Feng."

In the temporary camp next to the military jeep, Liu Ruosong had simply bandaged his wound, was wearing Fu Yan's training uniform, holding a cup of long-lost hot water in his hand, listening to He Tang introduce the team members to him.

"Here, Chang Erhu, Qu Ziming, you can call him Xiao Ming." He Tang said, "As for that—"

She pointed to the man who jumped off the co-pilot, and said with a smile, "That's our deputy, White-headed Kite."

Liu Ruosong raised his head while holding the cup, a tall and long-legged man stepped over the military backpack and walked to the bonfire in the temporary camp.

The man has a good life, but his appearance is too sharp. Although he always has a smile on his face, he looks a bit rebellious.

"Hello." Baitouyuan sat next to Liu Ruosong without seeing anyone, first stuffed a box of military rations into his arms, then stretched out her hand to him, bent her eyes, and greeted him in a friendly way: "Baitou, Shao Qiu."

Liu Ruosong's hand with him suddenly tightened, and he froze for a moment.