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Several people returned home and climbed onto the roof where the helicopter was parked.

Feng Lin took the initiative to say, "I'm still flying the helicopter today, and Qinqin will deliver news to that Uncle Zhang to avoid conflict."

Yang Yiqin has already learned to automatically ignore Feng Lin's nickname.

Get used to it and you won't get goosebumps.

"Or?" Father Yang grasped the point, "Qinqin can also fly a helicopter?"

Yang Yiqin nodded: "Of course, I learned it with Feng Lin."

Father Yang was suspicious: "How long have you been studying?"

Yang Yiqin thought for a while and said, "More than an hour?"

Father Yang: "..."

Feng Lin was sure: "It was more than an hour."

After hearing their conversation, the village head couldn't help shaking his head: "You two young people are really brave and skilled."

"Special time, special treatment." Yang Yiqin said with a smile, "The uncle in the village learned archery, and it shouldn't take long for him to go to the 'battlefield', right?"

Many people in the village carried two weapons on their backs.

One is a hoe, shovel or sickle for home use, and the other is a sword or bow and arrow.Among them, since there is no need for melee combat most of the time, the proportion of people holding bows and arrows is very high.

The village touched his stubble: "Anyway, I make my own arrows. Since there are ready-made targets available, of course I can put the arrows on the bow and go directly to the field."

"By the way, Dad." Yang Yiqin took off his bow and handed it to Father Yang, "My bow has been used for more than half a year. Do you need to replace or repair it?"

Father Yang received the bow, inspected it repeatedly, and finally said in a deep voice, "Go to Qiancun first, and I will repair the bow and arrow for you."

Yang Yiqin nodded: "Thank you Dad."

"Do you have other weapons?" Father Yang pulled out a Tang knife from behind, "Otherwise, you can take this one. It was something you insisted on buying. After I sent it home, I kept it hidden in the cabinet. However, when the end of the world broke out, I sharpened the blade and used it as a weapon. Don’t tell me, it’s quite useful, but I don’t have your permission, so I gave one to other people in the village.”

"It's okay, whether you collect them or use them, they will live up to their value." Yang Yiqin refused, "I have other weapons, so Dad can use them himself."

"That's right." Father Yang took back Tang Dao and said with a smile, "I guess you must have bought a lot of weapons for collection behind your mother's back, but after you bought them, you didn't dare to take them home, so you had to find a place to hide them outside. "

Yang Yiqin: "..."

I have to say that knowing a son is like a father.

Feng Lin's eyes flashed tenderness: "Qinqin and Uncle Yang made the same choice. We sharpened the knife and provided it to other survivors and the base."

Father Yang patted the shoulders of the two of them in relief: "Go, you two go to Qiancun to find your Uncle Zhang first, and then take Uncle Zhang to check the situation in Houcun."

The two nodded.

Feng Lin drove the helicopter, Mao Xiaoliu squatted behind the helicopter, and flew to a bungalow in Qiancun under the command of Yang Yiqin.

Yang Yiqin opened the door on one side of the helicopter, put one hand on the upper side of the helicopter, and the other hand on the frame of the cabin, and exposed half of his body outside the helicopter, feeling the cold winter wind blowing on his face.

Feng Lin couldn't help reminding: "Be careful."

"It's okay." Yang Yiqin turned his head, his hair was blown by the cold wind, and the smile in his eyes was better than the warm winter sun, "You drive steadily, I hold tight."

Feng Lin's throat moved slightly.

The helicopter flew smoothly towards the village in the west, and the sound of the propeller roared again in the quiet countryside.

Zhang Bo lives in the west of Qiancun.

His family is a one-story house. Over the years, only the main house and the toilet have been simply renovated and rebuilt, but there are more rooms and a larger yard.When Yang Yiqin was a child, he often climbed the wall and picked grapes along the vines in his yard with his friends.

Now, the vines carrying childhood memories are still there, covering half of the courtyard.

Yang Yiqin's bangs were blown by the wind, leaving a smooth and full forehead. He narrowed his eyes and looked carefully at the village below, looking for the villagers walking inside.Some people in the village were also attracted by the movement of the helicopter, looked up in their direction, and tightly clenched the weapons in their hands.

Soon, Yang Yiqin saw a familiar figure.

He stretched out his hand, waved to the people below, and shouted, "Uncle Zhang, it's me, Yang Yiqin!"

Hearing the words, the man below was stunned for a moment, then turned around and said a few words to the others, telling them to leave first.Then he raised his hand to command the helicopter and let the helicopter fly in the direction of the roof of his house.

Feng Lin drove the helicopter and landed slowly on the roof of the bungalow.

Yang Yiqin told the little black cat to stay in the helicopter obediently, and then jumped off the helicopter with Feng Lin. As soon as his feet landed, he saw the man climb up the roof along the ladder.

The man is Zhang Bo.

As the village chief said, Zhang Bo looked in good health and seemed to be a little stronger than before.Yang Yiqin guessed that he should also be a dominant mutant, and the mutation transformed his riddled body, making him healthier than before the end of the world.

But if you look closely at Zhang Bo's expression, you will find that although his body has become healthy and young, his mentality is not as relaxed as before. His brows and eyes are full of worry, and the heavy responsibility is on his shoulders, which hastened the aging of his mentality. .

"Xiao Yang?" Uncle Zhang hesitated, "Is it really you?"

"It's me." Yang Yiqin nodded, "My partner and I rushed back from Beishi."

"...Subject?" Uncle Zhang looked at Feng Lin slowly, then nodded, "Very good, very good."

Feng Lin greeted politely: "Hi Zhang Bo, my name is Feng Lin."

Zhang Bo smiled: "Hello."

After exchanging pleasantries, Yang Yiqin went straight to the topic: "After the snow falls, my father and the village head are worried about the situation here, so they asked Feng Lin and me to come and have a look."

"Hey..." Hearing this question, Uncle Zhang sighed deeply, "An 83-year-old man... passed away on a snowy night."

Hearing this, both Yang Yiqin and Feng Lin felt a little heavy.

Uncle Zhang continued: "Fortunately, other people are fine. Your Aunt Zhang and I knocked on the doors of the villagers overnight and woke them up. Now everyone has gathered coal and briquettes from a village to rationally distribute heating resources. For the time being, there has been no more cases of freezing to death and frostbite.”

"I understand." Yang Yiqin said, "If there is anything that needs help, or if there are any missing supplies, you can tell us. Feng Lin and I can go further to collect supplies."

Uncle Zhang nodded: "Okay, I've made you worry, and I will speak up if I have any difficulties."

At this time, a 50-year-old woman slowly climbed up to the roof.

Uncle Zhang was startled when he saw it, and hurried over to help him up: "Why did you come up? Remember to call me again, don't fall."

The woman patted the back of his hand and said with a smile: "I heard that Chinqin is here, so I came to see him. Speaking of which, I'm a few years younger than you, so there's no need to worry about me all the time."

"Can it be the same?" Uncle Zhang frowned, "Your body is not good enough."

"You're too cautious." After finishing speaking, the woman turned to look at Yang Yiqin, "Qinqin, we haven't seen each other for a long time, how are your parents doing?"

Yang Yiqin replied earnestly: "Thank you Aunt Zhang for your concern. The situation in our village is not bad now. My parents have enough food, coal and other materials."

"That's good." Then, Aunt Zhang turned her gaze to Feng Lin, "This is Xiao Feng, right?"

Feng Lin was puzzled: "You know me?"

Aunt Zhang smiled: "I've often heard Linglan mention about you and Qinqin."

Aunt Zhang and Mother Yang have a very good relationship. They were classmates when they were young, and they often make household chores together after retirement.

But Yang Yiqin didn't expect them to talk about these things.

"Qinqin's mother is very supportive of you." Aunt Zhang continued to speak kindly, "She also said that if the two of you go back to the countryside this year to visit your relatives and confirm the relationship that will last you forever. I stood with her and scolded An Sheng one by one."

Zhang Bo also said: "Old Yang also mentioned it to me."

Hearing this, Feng Lin couldn't help feeling grateful, and solemnly thanked: "Thank you, elders."

Yang Yiqin was also surprised and warm-hearted: "When I first came out, I thought they would object. They were indeed silent for two days at first, but they did so many things for me later on."

Aunt Zhang said with a smile: "Your mother said that those cheating marriages and surrogates are shameless bastards. We Qinqin can't be that kind of person. We must be with the person he likes."

Yang Yiqin was moved: "She never told me these things."

"But she remembers it in her heart." Aunt Zhang continued, "Since the end of the world broke out, the few of us have tried our best to talk less about children, and we assume that you are safe outside, and now you are back safely."

Yang Yiqin said in a deep voice, "Brother Zhang and Sister Zhang will be fine."

Hearing this, Aunt Zhang just shook her head and didn't speak any more.

As things stand, no news is the best news.

Zhang Bo asked, "Have you visited Houcun?"

"Not yet." Yang Yiqin explained, "The village head and my dad mean that after letting me see the situation in the front village, I will go to the back village with you Zhang Bo."

"With me?" Uncle Zhang said, "It's okay, you don't know them well, but I know more people."

Yang Yiqin went to Houcun less frequently, mainly because Houcun is farther away and has no particularly close relatives.

Before leaving, Yang Yiqin and Feng Lin followed Uncle Zhang and walked around the entire Qiancun.They cleaned up the zombies coming from the national road, checked the strength of the obstacles at each intersection, and then took a helicopter to fly to Houcun.

You can see the whole village from the helicopter. Uncle Zhang and the black cat are sitting in the back seat of the helicopter, looking down together, one person and one cat.

Zhang Bo not only sighed: "This is the first time I have seen the village from this angle. Before that, everyone was working hard to live, but in a blink of an eye, there are only 27 people left in such a big and green village." .”

Yang Yiqin said, "Uncle Zhang, you are under too much pressure."

Zhang Bo nodded: "I know."

Yang Yiqin only needs to persuade: "It will get better and better in the future."

Qiancun is slightly larger than theirs, and the development is better.

Because the south side of the village is adjacent to the national highway, the village entrance is the bus station, and there are some rural restaurants, gas stations, and small shops along the way.Although it is a bit far from the urban area, the route is not winding and rugged. As long as you walk along this national road, you can go all the way from Xinzhong City to the vicinity of Qiancun, and continue to go south to the next neighboring city. .

Furthermore, although the main body of the village is still a few acres of farmland away from the provincial road, even zombies can reach the front of the village within 10 minutes as long as they step on the concrete soil leading to the provincial road.

All in all, the location is somewhat dangerous.

It is precisely because of this that Qiancun faces the difficulties of few people, many rooms, and being close to the provincial road, making it even more difficult to defend.

After several months of hard work, Zhang Bo not only defended the village with nearly a thousand households like a fortress, but also organized a handful of villagers to carry out the construction of the post-apocalyptic countryside. The final results are comparable to Yang's father and others.

Now that the road is blocked by heavy snow, as long as there is no wave of zombies coming along the provincial road after the snow melts, these two villages don't have to be afraid of anything.

Now only the situation in Houcun is unclear.

According to Father Yang, because the back village is farther away, they have to plan for a long time before leaving each time, for fear that zombies rushing out of the cornfield will block the long and thin concrete road and make the car in a dilemma.It is also for this reason that when they first arrived in Houcun, they would stay there for a day, so as to help the villagers in Houcun more.

After all, the next time I come back, I don't know when it will be.

When the helicopter passed by Yang Yiqin's village, the villagers below waved vigorously at them.

In this way, the three of them soon came to Houcun.

Immediately, they discovered that it was not safe below.

I saw six or seven villagers standing on the roof of the south of the village, waving their arms wildly at them, and seemed to be calling for help.It's just that the content of the call for help was covered by the sound of wind and propellers, and the specific content could not be heard clearly.

Uncle Zhang opened the door of the helicopter, leaned out and shouted downwards: "What's wrong with you?!"

Someone was pulling his throat, jumping out word by word.

"In the village - there are - zombies -"

Now, all three heard it.

The few survivors in front of me climbed onto the roof and overturned the ladder, so there is no need to worry about zombies climbing up.But the few remaining people were nowhere to be seen, maybe they were in their own house with the door closed.

The area of ​​Houcun is the smallest. Feng Lin drove the helicopter around the village, and none of the three found any gaps in the obstacles at the intersection.But they did see zombies running through the village, and two even ran into the yard in the countryside.

Zhang Bo picked up his bow and arrow and shot the zombies one by one.

Yang Yiqin's bow was repaired by Yang's father, so he had to take out his pistol, ready to help kill the zombies.

Zhang Bo saw his movements from the corner of his eyes, and quickly stopped him, saying: "Don't shoot, save some bullets, arrows are good for gunpowder but not easy to rub."

Yang Yiqin withdrew his hand: "That's hard work for Uncle Zhang."

The helicopter flew very low, and there were not many funerals wandering below. Uncle Zhang quickly cleaned up the zombies that could be seen.Then, they flew to the roof next door to the villagers and asked about the situation.

The three of Yang Yiqin escaped from the helicopter and faced the survivors across a small road.

A middle-aged man shouted anxiously at them: "You park over there, how can we get on the helicopter?!"

"That's right! You guys have to drive the helicopter back!"

"Why don't you stop on our roof?"

Yang Yiqin: "..."

Feng Lin put away the keys to the helicopter.

"Don't ask, I have no plans to take you away for the time being."

Uncle Zhang frowned, glanced around and said sharply, "Let me explain the current situation first, where is Liu Wen?"

One of the villagers replied: "Brother Liu didn't come up, he went to find other people in the village."

Uncle Zhang asked, "Which direction did he go?"

Villagers point west.

Yang Yiqin asked, "Who is Liu Wen?"

Zhang Bo simply explained: "My old friend of your father and I have been doing business in other places for 20 years, so you haven't seen much. He also returned to his hometown this year and wants to retire in his hometown. The defense system of this village is me, Lao Yang and Lao Liu figured out a way to get it out together."

Yang Yiqin showed a clear expression: "Uncle Liu must have gone to save other people."

Zhang Bo: "I'll go find him."

"I'm with Zhang Bo." Yang Yiqin greeted Mao Xiaoliu, "My cat can help find people."

Mao Xiaoliu dexterously jumped to Yang Yiqin's feet, licked his paw obediently, and meowed.

"Okay." Uncle Zhang looked at Feng Lin, "Xiao Feng, please fly the helicopter, keep an eye on the situation below in the air, and let us know immediately if you have any problems."

Feng Lin nodded: "No problem."

At this time, the villagers on the roof over there shouted: "Zhang Weihua! What about us?!"

Uncle Zhang yelled back: "You stay on the roof for now!"

The villager was obviously reluctant: "Then what if you leave us and run away? Now that Liu Wen is not here, do you want us to fend for ourselves?"

Liu Wen is still missing, but some people only think about themselves, engraving their selfishness into their bones.

Uncle Zhang didn't bother to pay any attention to them.

He turned around directly and said to Yang Yiqin and Feng Lin, "Are you ready? Let's take action immediately."

Yang Yiqin and Feng Lin nodded together.

Afterwards, Zhang Bo looked at Mao Xiaoliu again: "Little Mao, please."

Mao Xiaoliu puffed out his chest and walked around Yang Yiqin arrogantly, saying that he would leave this matter to him.Animals have a more sensitive sense of smell than humans. As the offspring of two mutated cats, it can smell the scent of humans and zombies, and can also follow the scent to find traces of humans.

Although it is not as professional and precise as Langqinggou, it is still very useful at important moments.

Yang Yiqin and Zhang Bo followed behind Mao Xiaoliu, carefully walking along the streets of the village, looking for survivors from farm to farm.Feng Lin drove the helicopter and monitored the ground situation directly above them, and reminded them of potential dangers through the walkie-talkie from time to time.

In the process, they encountered five more zombies and headshot them one by one.

——However, the three of them still don't know where they came from.

When they found a small path in the west of the village, Feng Lin suddenly reminded: "There are survivors in the small farmyard on your left, and they came out of the room. They are looking at me."

Yang Yiqin and Zhang Bo looked at each other.

Mao Xiaoliu climbed in along the outer wall, stood on the roof and meowed at the people in the yard, startling them.When he noticed that the dark thing was just a kitten, he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Uncle Zhang walked over and knocked on the tall iron gate: "Don't be afraid, fellow, I am Zhang Weihua from Qiancun!"

Hearing his name, the villagers in the farmyard opened the gate.

Uncle Zhang glanced at the three people in front of him and asked, "What are you doing?"

One of them replied: "Of course it was to hide from the zombies. Suddenly, a few zombies came out of the village, and they ran very fast! We don't have the energy to fight them desperately at our age, so we can only run home and close them." It's coming."

Run really fast?

Thinking back to the movements of the zombies that were dealt with just now, although they can't be called very agile, they are indeed faster than those zombies that have been frozen in the snow for a long time.

Yang Yiqin asked: "Do you know where the zombies come from?"

All three shook their heads.

This is strange.

Thinking about it carefully, there are no problems with the obstacles around the village, and the movements of the zombies are far less rigid than imagined... It seems that the zombies that appeared in the village did not come in from outside.

Uncle Zhang continued to ask, "Do you know where Liu Wen is?"

The villagers recalled it and said: "Brother Liu reminded us to run quickly, and then we went to find Grandma Lin and her grandson. I don't know if they are well hidden, but please don't have any accidents."

A woman clasped her hands together: "No... Brother Liu is such a good person, Buddha bless him that nothing will happen to him."

Yang Yiqin: "Which direction is Grandma Lin's home?"

The woman hurriedly pointed in the direction, detailing the location and the appearance of the courtyard gate.

Uncle Zhang told the three villagers: "You continue to hide at home, don't go out casually, let's find someone."

The three villagers nodded obediently.

Then, they headed in the direction the peasant woman pointed.

Feng Lin still circled the helicopter, and then said through the walkie-talkie: "There is no one in the yard, and there is no movement in the house."

"Got it." Yang Yiqin said, "You first park the helicopter on the roof of the bungalow to save some gasoline."

Feng Lin: "Okay."

After the helicopter landed, Feng Lin stood on the roof of the bungalow and looked around, but he still didn't find anything unusual.However, he did not take it lightly. He first took off the ax from the back seat of the helicopter and put it by his feet, then took out his pistol and stood ready.

Zhang Bo knocked on the courtyard door as usual.

However, this time, no one answered for a long time.

As Feng Lin said, there was no movement in the yard or in the room.

Uncle Zhang was a little puzzled: "Could it be that he fled to another place?"

"Uncle Zhang, keep quiet first." Yang Yiqin frowned and listened carefully to the voices around him, "...I don't think it's right."

Uncle Zhang lowered his voice: "Is there something going on inside?"

"I guess so." Yang Yiqin was thoughtful, "I seem to hear some nails scratching the iron."

Mao Xiaoliu also showed a little anxiety, standing still and spinning around, and finally got a little impatient, and got in through the gap under the iron door.

Zhang Bo looked serious: "We also go in."

At this moment, Feng Lin on the roof said, "I will open the iron gate from the inside."

Yang Yiqin instructed: "Be careful."

Feng Lin nodded: "Don't worry."

After finishing speaking, he followed the iron ladder on the side of the roof, jumped down in three or two steps, and then walked to the iron gate and opened the gate.

Yang Yiqin and Zhang Bo walked in.

They looked around the yard and found nothing unusual. The yard was eerily quiet.But at this time, Mao Xiaoliu was lying on the side of an artificial well, scratching the iron sheet blocking the wellhead with his sharp claws, making harsh and unpleasant noises.

In this small yard, there are actually two artificial wells. The snow and water near the other well melt and freeze into ice at the low temperature in winter. It is obviously a water well; the snow around the one in front of me shows no sign of melting. Should not be used as a well.

Yang Yiqin said in a deep voice, "There is something inside."

Zhang Bo's eyes suddenly changed: "It may be a cellar or an air-raid shelter. Our village has dug a number of tunnels and air-raid shelters decades ago, and they were either filled in or used as cellars."

Mao Xiaoliu was still scratching at the iron cover, turning his head to look at Yang Yiqin from time to time, asking him to help him.

Yang Yiqin walked over and tried to move the iron cover: "It's locked from the inside."

"That is undoubtedly the air-raid shelter." Zhang Bo asserted, "There is no habit of locking the cellar in reverse in our village."

Yang Yiqin squatted down, tapped the lid of the wellhead with the knuckles of his index finger, and raised his voice to say to the people inside: "Hi, we are from the neighboring village."

Uncle Zhang also shouted a few words: "I am Zhang Weihua from Qiancun!"

After a while, there was no movement.

It's quite normal to encounter zombies hiding in the air-raid shelter.

But if the other party heard what they said, but still didn't show up, there were only two possibilities.One is that the people inside are in danger; the other is that the things inside... are the danger itself.

Feng Lin put down the giant ax in his hand, moved his wrist slightly, and his bones made a crisp sound: "I'll remove the manhole cover."

Yang Yiqin and Zhang Bo withdrew.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came and stopped them: "Wei Hua, don't drive first! Be careful!"

The three of them and the cat turned their heads at the same time, looking towards where the sound came from.

Uncle Zhang was startled: "Liu Wen! Why did you come in from the outside?"

"Don't open the air-raid shelter." Liu Wen limped over with a pale face, "There are zombies inside, and the zombies in the village came out of it!"

Hearing this, Feng Lin withdrew his hand.

Uncle Zhang noticed that Liu Wen's complexion was not good, and he was a little worried in his heart, so he wanted to go and support him.However, as soon as he took a step, he was stopped by the other party.

"Don't come here!" Liu Wen smiled wryly, showing his bloody ankle sideways, "I... was bitten by a zombie."

Uncle Zhang was shocked: "Where did you get bitten?!"

Liu Wen pointed to the mouth of the well behind them: "It's inside the cave, and I was bitten when I climbed up... Fortunately, Grandma Lin is fine."

He seemed to accept his fate and ordered the funeral, "Wei Hua, I will be relieved when you come. I will arrange Grandma Lin in the third neighbor's house in the east. Remember to visit her. The zombies in our village You can ask her about the ins and outs of what happened. Stay away for a while, I will open the manhole cover and go down to find the culprit inside to settle the score."

Zhang Bo was dumbfounded: "Liu Wen..."

Liu Wen continued to tell the funeral: "It's not too late, I don't have much time, I have to go down. After I go down, you remember to clean up all the zombies in the cave...including me."

"Uncle Liu." Yang Yiqin suddenly stopped him, "Don't be so pessimistic, your current situation is not hopeless."

Hearing this, Uncle Zhang was overjoyed: "Do you know the way to prevent zombification?"

"We have a serum, but it's not guaranteed to be 100 percent effective."

"It's good to have hope! Did you bring it?!"

"I brought it." Feng Lin nodded, "You don't need to go home to get it."

They have a total of four zombie vaccines, two of which are kept safely at home, and two are kept in the helicopter just in case.Feng Lin climbed up to the roof in two or three steps, found an iron box from the helicopter, jumped off the roof, and handed the iron box to Yang Yiqin.

The longer it takes, the greater the risk of mutation.

Yang Yiqin didn't dare to delay for a moment, and before he even had time to explain, he directly injected the serum into Liu Wen's body.Feng Lin found a rope and tied Liu Wen up.

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