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The man inside tremblingly opened the door.

"The people have been resolved." Yang Yiqin said, "You can come out now, let's go and count the chainsaw man's supplies together, and get you something to keep warm by the way."

Hearing this, the man was stunned for a moment, then his eyes were red, and he carefully looked at the end of the corridor.

At that time, Feng Lin had already cut off the tall man's head and threw it aside in the corridor.Under the light of the flashlight, the bright red warm blood came into contact with the temperature of minus [-] degrees, and there seemed to be fog flowing on the surface.

Confirming that the perverted ghost is really dead, the man clenched his palms excitedly.He turned to look at the people in the room, and said in a trembling voice, "Dead! He's dead!!"

The people in the room suddenly became excited, some cheered softly, and some simply squatted down and burst into tears.

The ten-year-old boy was held in his mother's arms. He was always well protected. Every time the "game" started, the adults would let him and his mother stay in the innermost part of the room.Now, although he was a little confused, he still burst into tears along with the crowd.

The middle-aged man returned to the house, found two flashlights, and said to Yang Yiqin: "Thank you, we will go with you."

Yang Yiqin glanced at the clothes of these people.

When they were trapped here, it was still midsummer in June, and they were all wearing thin short sleeves.Although everyone is wearing some jackets that they don't know where to find, most of the jackets don't fit well, and there doesn't seem to be any warm lining inside.

They seemed to be wearing sheets and quilts found in other rooms when they walked around late at night.

Yang Yiqin asked, "Do you know where there are clothes in this service area? I'll go find them and put them on for everyone first, and then I'll talk about other things."

"Yes!" The middle-aged man nodded hurriedly, "I know where it is!"

After speaking, he told the other party the exact location.

There are staff in the service area, they have their own dormitory, and there are some clothes in it, and the winter clothes are sealed in the closet, and the hotel staff also have some slightly thicker coats.

There is no need to worry about the quilts. The quilts in the hotel are all three or four catties of autumn quilts. Although they are not as good as the big cotton quilts, two extra layers can also keep out the cold.

Yang Yiqin nodded: "Then let's go first."

The middle-aged man glanced at the dead body of the chainsaw man and said, "Okay, I'll make the other brothers wear thicker clothes, and we'll bury him first, so as not to scare the others in the house."

After he finished speaking, three more men came out of the room.

Seeing the scene in the corridor, the few of them trembled in fright at first, but then they thought about who the head was beheaded, and their fear turned into agitation and relief, wishing to rush up and kick a few more times.

"Then leave it to you." Feng Lin walked over and handed the chainsaw in his hand to the middle-aged man, "The chainsaw can be used to cut trees and burn firewood."

The middle-aged man was a little scared, but he still took the blood-spattered chainsaw, and then asked, "Don't you keep it for yourself?"

In the last days, a handy weapon is sometimes worth more than food.

Feng Lin: "No need."

Yang Yiqin chuckled: "We have other weapons."

Thinking of the hallucinatory gunshots he heard just now, the middle-aged man didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Yang Yiqin and Feng Lin found a pile of clothes and distributed them to the people waiting in the room, but unfortunately there were no children's clothes.The middle-aged man led the team out to bury the corpse, and it took more than 20 minutes before he came back.

After that, they found a brazier, cut down a nearby tree with a chainsaw, and split it into firewood.Fortunately, this is the north, and the groundwater is not abundant. The water content in the trunks of the trees is not high, and the dead wood can be used as fuel for burning wood immediately.

After the end of the world, many plants grow wildly. Although there is no coal here, they only need a charcoal pot, and the firewood is enough to survive this winter.

This night, Yang Yiqin and Feng Lin will do everything they can to help.

Before the sun rose, there was a sense of warmth in the house, and Mao Xiaoliu and the little boy warmed up quietly by the fire together.

Yang Yiqin looked at the sky outside the window. The clouds in the distance had disappeared, and the northwest wind was no longer violent. It was a good weather for taking off.

Feng Lin moved the helicopter key in his hand and asked, "Let's go?"

Yang Yiqin nodded: "It's almost time."

The middle-aged man hurriedly asked: "Are you leaving? Instead of leaving, it is better to live here. There is water and food in the service area, which is enough for us to live for a long time."

"No." Yang Yiqin didn't explain where he was going, but just declined, "We'll leave after breakfast."

Others came over to thank them, thanking them for saving themselves from the sea of ​​suffering.

Yang Yiqin waved his hand: "You don't need to thank me, I just came across it. If the nearby trees are cut down and you don't dare to go to the distance to cut firewood, you can consider the dozens of cars parked below, the gasoline on the car It’s still there, and the car’s air conditioner can also be used for a while. The outskirts of the Southwind service area are heavily blocked, so as long as there is one person on guard, it’s relatively safe for others to spend the night in the innermost vehicle.”

Everyone nodded.

The middle-aged man said: "Don't worry, we will use everything available."

Although they have been busy all night, Yang Yiqin and Feng Lin are newcomers after all, and they don't know much about the specific situation of the service area. Other tools that can be used here still need these people to explore slowly by themselves.

Yang Yiqin also instructed: "When the snow melts next spring and the road is easy to walk, I suggest that you go to a nearby large-scale safe zone, preferably a safe zone established by the state. The end of the world will continue for a long time, and it is not advisable to live away from the crowd."

He had some scruples in his heart, so he didn't talk about the zombie virus serum for the time being.

There is a distance from the Beishi Survivor Base here, and their combat effectiveness is only average. If they hear about the serum, they will run out of supplies and rush there, fearing that they will die here.

However, the service area is not too far from the nearest safe area, and it is not too far to drive there. Just go northward along the expressway. The main reason is that there are no large cities and towns along the way, and you are not afraid of the gathering and siege of zombies.

Moreover, the old man said that after the base contacted other national security areas, he would definitely find a way to send the serum to them as well.

It's just a matter of time.

The man nodded: "OK, thank you, we will consider it."

After waving goodbye to these people, Yang Yiqin and Feng Lin returned to the roof.

The charcoal in the small stove had been burnt out, Feng Lin picked up the stove and poured out the ashes inside, Yang Yiqin turned around and put away the tent and sleeping bag.The two put away the supplies, directed Mao Xiaoliu to jump on the helicopter, and left here under the watchful eyes of everyone.

During the flight, Yang Yiqin overlooked the vast white scenery below and said, "These people are not bad."

He didn’t lose himself in the day-to-day coercion, he still had conscience and empathy, and he didn’t show a coveted expression when he saw their supplies—of course, he might also be afraid of their force.

Sure enough, Feng Lin said, "Maybe they are afraid of us."

After all, they solved that perverted chainsaw man in one face-to-face.

Yang Yiqin smiled: "It always reminds us to run away, and politely asks us to stay and live."

Even after regaining consciousness, I hoped that they would leave quickly, but the gratitude for being saved at the beginning was definitely not fake.

Hope they survive until the new era comes.

Only half of the itinerary is left. If there is no unexpected weather in the middle, they will be able to reach their destination today.

However, when passing through a city, they were shocked to find that the small city was actually split from the middle, forming a bottomless ground fissure.The ground cracks not only crossed the city, but also destroyed other national and provincial roads, some of which were broken and some were raised.

Logically speaking, to form this kind of landform, an earthquake with a huge magnitude needs to occur, and a small earthquake will not cause such a result.And based on the distance between Beishi and this place, Beishi should have felt a bit of the earthquake, but they haven't felt anything for the past six months.

This seam may have formed slowly, appearing out of thin air.

Yang Yiqin guessed that the vision should be formed in the early days of the end of the world.

"It seems that you can't pass here by car." Feng Lin said, "If you drove here in the first place, you can only go around to other provinces, and then go back."

But other provinces may not have such deep pits.

Yang Yiqin was thoughtful: "This matter still needs to be mentioned to the base."

Geologists must be asked to analyze the causes to see what caused this situation and whether it will affect the survivors who managed to survive.But they were more than 200 kilometers away from the base, and they had no way to communicate with Qian Guowei and others.

Feng Lin suggested: "See if there is a large security zone ahead. If it is a national security zone, ask them to help contact the Beishi Survivor Base."

"Okay." Yang Yiqin agreed with this method, "I will pay attention to the following situation."

When the two of them were flying, they would deliberately deviate from the direction of the safe zone, because they were worried that the other party would regard them as threatening outsiders.Therefore, even if they had something to go to those survivors' bases, they didn't approach them rashly.

Continuing to fly southwest, at a distance of [-] kilometers from the crack, they found a place that looked like a national security zone.

Because from the sky, you can see the military off-road vehicles and Wuzhi in the safe zone.

This safety zone is based on the hospital in the countryside, and gradually expands to the fields in all directions.The original area of ​​the hospital was not that big, but it was located in the vast fields, with a vast area and abundant supplies. There was a road in front of the door, and dangers in all directions could be seen at a glance.

There is a brick factory to the east of the hospital, and several farms and breeding farms to the west, plus fields everywhere, which just meet the needs of the base for expansion, planting and breeding.

After Feng Lin drove the helicopter slowly approaching here, someone spotted them.

The people below first raised their guns at them, and after making sure that they were not threatening and that they were going to land below, they gestured to them.According to the location designated by the other party, the helicopter slowly landed on the snow-covered road, tens of meters away from the base.

Soon two chariots drove over.

Feng Lin and Yang Yiqin stepped off the helicopter, and the other party also got off the helicopter.

The leader of the tour was a man in his 40s, his hair was shaved extremely short, and there was a deep furrow between his frowning brows.

"Hello, my name is Yang Yiqin, and this is Feng Lin." Yang Yiqin introduced himself and expressed his position, "We are from the survivor base in Beishi."

Hearing this, the team leader was very surprised: "The Beishi Survivor Base? What are you doing here?"

Yang Yiqin simply explained: "To find relatives."

The team leader looked at their helicopter: "Fortunately, you have this thing. If you came by car, you must have been blocked by the seam."

"You also know about cracks?" Yang Yiqin raised his eyebrows, "We came here because of this."

The team leader and the others looked at each other in blank dismay: "I just discovered it some time ago. Before that, we were busy rescuing nearby people, harvesting farmland, and expanding the safety zone. We didn't fly that far... What's wrong with the crack?"

Yang Yiqin asked: "Can you contact the survivor base in Shangbei City?"

The team leader replied: "I have contacted a few times before, but after a blizzard, it will not work."

"Then I would trouble you to contact the Survivor Base in Shangbei City again and tell the people there about the situation." Yang Yiqin continued, "I don't know if this has happened in other places."

If there is, wouldn't one have to take a helicopter if one wants to go to a distant place after the end of the world?

"I see, we also had this plan." After finishing speaking, the team leader asked, "How is the situation in Beishi now? Is there also blizzard over there?"

Yang Yiqin nodded: "We came all the way from Beishi, and every place is covered with snow. This heavy snow has at least affected the entire North China Plain."

Hearing this, the team leader shook his head: "This year is really..."

Feng Lin on the side asked, "How is the situation here?"

"It's stabilized now. When the blizzard first started, everyone didn't react, and many people were frostbitten. However, establishing a safe zone in the countryside has many advantages. At least food is easy to be self-sufficient. The nearby villages have no shortage of coal. and tools."

Feng Lin nodded: "There is indeed an advantage."

As long as the walls are strong enough to withstand the occasional passing zombies and mutated animals in this kind of base that is close to rural life, there are no other concerns.

The team leader glanced at the two of them: "By the way, what is the name of the relative you are looking for? We can ask for you."

Feng Lin looked at Yang Yiqin.

"Yang Jianguo and Liu Linglan are a retired couple." Yang Yiqin replied, "However, they probably won't come to this safe zone. My hometown is the village below Haohe County in Xinzhong City, which is still some distance away."

The team leader recalled in his mind: "I have never heard of these two names. The tens of kilometers in the last days are more difficult than trekking. We have been to the towns near the north of Xinzhong City, and we have never been to the south. gone."

"Then we won't bother you any more." Yang Yiqin said, "It's time for us to leave."

The team leader warned: "Be careful all the way. If there is no standard safety zone in Xinzhong City, you can come here to survive. After all, there are helicopters so you don't have to worry about the slippery snow."

Yang Yiqin said politely: "Thank you, we will consider it."

After the two bid farewell to the people in the safe zone, they drove the helicopter to leave again.

This time, the two did not encounter any accidents, and drove safely all the way to the Xinzhong City area.

Xinzhong City is a small city on the [-]th line. There are only two urban areas in the whole city, and the area of ​​the urban areas is not large.Sitting in a helicopter and looking down, you can overlook the scenery of the whole city at a glance.

There are very few towering high-rise buildings. Some newly built communities are [-] to [-] stories high, and the only tertiary hospital has an inpatient department with more than ten floors. The remaining buildings are mostly below five or six floors.There is a small fountain rockery park in the center of the city, a century square, an old business district and a newly built business district. Apart from that, there are no other prosperous areas.

This is also the city where Yang Yiqin lived when he was a child. His parents taught at the school here, and then returned to the countryside to support the elderly.

Although the city is small and backward, in Yang Yiqin's view, there have been earth-shaking changes from before.He was admitted to a provincial key high school in his teens, and went to Beishi to study at a university after graduation. He went straight to his hometown in the countryside when he returned home during the Chinese New Year. He hadn't been back to Xinzhong City for many years.

Yang Yiqin pointed to the largest middle school below, and said to Feng Lin, "Look, that's my alma mater in junior high school."

Feng Lin looked sideways at the school below, his eyes getting darker.

"I want to see you from junior high school."

"You're still young in junior high school, and your hair hasn't even grown. What's there to see?"

"I want to see little Yang Yiqin."

Feng Lin repeated it again.

"..." Yang Yiqin showed helplessness, "Take it easy."

"Continue to fly forward?" Feng Lin changed the subject, "We will arrive at the county you mentioned soon."

"Well, let's go."

Based on Yang Yiqin's understanding of his parents, as long as nothing goes wrong, there is a high probability that they will stay in their hometown in the countryside.

Therefore, although he felt nostalgic, he didn't stay any longer.

Helicopters flew at high speed above the road, over smaller county towns, and over continuous fields.

Finally, Yang Yiqin saw the familiar village.

"Here we are." His eyes were shining, and he couldn't help but put his face against the glass and look down, pointing to the three villages in the fields and said, "The village in the middle is my hometown."

The speed of the helicopter slowed down, Feng Lin carefully adjusted the direction of the flight, and flew towards the village pointed by Yang Yiqin.

Yang Yiqin explained in a light tone: "In the two neighboring villages not far away, there are also many relatives who are related. When I was young, there was a fair in any village, and everyone would go to the fair. There are other villages farther away. You can’t walk or ride a bike, or at least ride an electric bike.”

Feng Lin's peripheral vision was always on Yang Yiqin's face, and seeing the other's relaxed expression at this time, his clear brows were filled with the brilliance of winter, and his eyes couldn't help revealing a soft look.

He knew that the reason why Yang Yiqin was so brisk was because he felt a little more at ease after seeing the situation in the village.

In the three villages below, boulders, vehicles, and steel bars are used to block the only roads in all directions of the village. Each village has only two movable iron gates to accommodate villagers entering and leaving.Some people even built simple fortresses with stones on the roofs of the bungalows at the outermost edge of the village to look out and attack enemies outside the village.There are signs of harvest in the fields near the village, but some fields have been planted with new wheat seeds, and some fields have not had time to dispose of the corn stalks.

This proves that the survivors in the village are on the move.

Not surprisingly, the villagers in the village should be very safe.

Yang Yiqin showed Feng Lin the way with a smile: "Fly to the north of the village. My house is in the last few households in the north of the village. The main house is a small second floor with tile eaves. The farmyard is relatively large, and the open space opposite and next to it is also our home. , there is enough space to park the helicopter."

Feng Lin followed his instructions and flew to the north of the village.

Yang's father and Yang's mother had long been thinking about retirement, so the farmyard was built in a unique and beautiful way, which is unique in the village and can be seen at a glance.In recent years, the development has been relatively fast. Many families in the village have built small two-story buildings. Some people who have not yet built buildings even went to Yang's father and Yang's mother to learn from them and wanted to build the same structure.

It's a pity that the vision has not yet been realized, and the end of the world has arrived.

Now there are about a dozen households in the village with small second floors.

The rumble of the helicopter attracted the attention of the survivors as usual. Several people in the village walked into the yard, looked up at them in surprise, and casually called out to other members of the family, pointing at them in amazement.

Feng Lin ignored them, pointed to one of the small farmyards, and asked, "Is that the one?"

"Yes." Yang Yiqin's eyes sparkled, "Isn't she beautiful?"

As they got closer, Feng Lin's palms began to sweat.

He nodded slowly: "Well, beautiful."

It was a Chinese-style two-story building, sitting on the top of the second floor of the main house facing north and south, with a heat-insulating slanted tile roof and antique cornices.There are several bungalows on both sides, and the courtyard in the middle is paved with stones, making it an idyllic garden.

The east side of the small farmyard is the cement road in the village, which connects the villagers on this street. The large house sites on the west and south sides are temporarily converted into vegetable fields, where various vegetables are planted, and there is a A small iron gate leads to the yard of the main house.

Along the long, narrow and flat concrete road, you can count four more families to the north and you will reach the end, which has been blocked by turning heads and stones.

The entrance to and from the village is not here.

Seeing the neatly tidied vegetable garden, the snow-swept courtyard and the roof, Yang Yiqin couldn't help but clenched his fists, his heart agitated.He calmed down his emotions, and said to Feng Lin as calmly as possible: "Let's stop the helicopter on the roof of the bungalow in the east first, it can just stop."

Feng Lin was also nervous.

"it is good."

The helicopter landed slowly on the roof of the bungalow in the east.

Hearing the movement, a woman in her early 50s held a spatula, opened the thick curtain and came out of the east side kitchen.There was a look of disbelief in her eyes. Without putting the spatula away, she climbed up the stairs between the main house and the winter house, and opened the door leading to the roof of the bungalow.

The door of the helicopter opened, and Mao Xiaoliu jumped down first, looking around curiously.

Yang Yiqin and Feng Lin then jumped down.

Seeing the woman in front of him, Yang Yiqin's eyes gradually filled with warm moisture, his throat was slightly choked, and with a refreshing smile at the end of his eyes, he asked in dialect: "Mom, where is my dad?"

Mother Yang's hands trembled.

There was soreness in the corners of her eyes, and she quickly rubbed her eye sockets, her voice trembling in disbelief: "Qin...Qinqin? Is it our Qinqin?"

Yang Yiqin nodded heavily: "Mom, it's me."

"You...you..." Mother Yang pointed at him excitedly, then suddenly cursed, "Who told you to come back?!"

Yang Yiqin paused: "...?"

The more Yang's mother thought about it, the angrier she became, she pretended to hit him with a spatula: "Do you know what's going on outside? Do you know how far Beishi is from us? Do you know that everything is dangerous now? You just take care of yourself like this." After running all the way back, what if something happens along the way? Ah?!"

Yang Yiqin never imagined that this is what Yang's mother paid attention to.

Although Yang's mother was only pretending to hit someone, it was definitely not acceptable to stand still and not hide, because standing and not hiding would be considered a provocation.

Yang Yiqin paused a few times, trying to persuade with a smile while dodging: "Mom, Mom, please calm down first, we are on the roof, it will be bad if we fall."

"You don't need to worry." Yang's mother didn't listen to him at all, and continued to chase him around the helicopter, "Aren't you brave? You dare to run hundreds of kilometers in the apocalypse, don't you? If you don't Don't you take your own life? You even got a helicopter, Yang Yiqin, you are amazing!"

He was so angry that he called his full name.

"Mom, be careful." Yang Yiqin smiled helplessly, "Aren't I worried about you and my dad?"

Mother Yang ignored the wetness in the corners of her eyes, chased him with a spatula, and scolded hoarsely, "Do you need to worry about me and your father?!"

Mao Xiaoliu had never seen such a battle before. For the first time, Maosheng was so frightened that his eyes widened and he stood there stupidly.

Seeing this, Feng Lin on the side clenched his fists and frowned anxiously. He cheered himself up silently, and after stabilizing his heart rate, he rushed forward to block Yang Yiqin's front.

Feng Lin shielded Yang Yiqin with his body, and shouted as if he was going all out——

"Ah, ah...Ah... Auntie, don't hit me!"