global planting

The location of the community shown on the map is in the suburbs, not too far from the gas station.

This suburb is a residential area. Before the spore outbreak, it was a place where people gathered. Correspondingly, it is now a place where vegetative people gather.

The open space between the famous buildings is almost covered by the roots of the vegetative people, and there is not even a place for them to step down.

It is reasonable and unreasonable for survivors to appear in such a place.

The rationale is that the entire community is surrounded by vegetative people, and the humans trapped inside have no way out safely.

It is unreasonable because, under normal circumstances, it is difficult for humans without special protective equipment to ensure that they will not be infected in such an environment full of spores.

It can only be said to be a miracle to receive a signal from here.

Yu Huai followed the navigation and flew straight to the target residential building.

The three-dimensional map on the goggles is enlarged, so that it is one-to-one with the real thing, and the entire virtual map directly overlaps with the real scene. From the perspective of the wearer, it looks like a layer of blue mesh film is covered on the building in front of him. , the whole world became illusory.

The white cursor also further narrowed the scope of the target location, slowly rotating and flashing behind the wall in the middle of the seventeenth floor.

Breaking through the wall is obviously unrealistic. Yu Huai took Ke Le around the stairs, and finally aimed at a balcony with French windows, accelerated suddenly, smashed the glass and rushed in.

Shards of glass fell to the ground, making a mess.

"Shh-"

Before the car stopped, a gust of wind suddenly came from the direction of the sofa, and in the blink of an eye it had already approached Yu Huai.

Yu Huai subconsciously touched the holster around his waist, but it was too late.

"Hiss." A thin arm protruded from the side of Yu Huai's face, and precisely grabbed the sneak attacking tentacle, when he was only two centimeters away from Yu Huai's goggles.

In the next second, Yu Huai took it out, and with a "bang", he dealt with the vegetative person on the sofa, and the tentacles limp weakly, and was thrown on the ground by Xiang Qi in disgust.

"Are you injured?" Yu Huai frowned, the moment he withdrew his hand from Qi just now, he saw a red mark lying on the palm of that person's hand.

"If I said no, Sir Yu wouldn't be disappointed, would he?"

"Why do you say that?" Yu Huai was puzzled.

Xiang Qi didn't answer, he raised his hand and reached for Yu Huai's shoulder, Yu Huai avoided subconsciously: "Why?" His tone was cold with a hint of stiffness.

"Hiding for what?" Xiang Qi smiled lightly, without taking back his hand, he took off a piece of glass shards the size of a coin from Yu Huai's shoulder before Yu Huai dodged again.

"Yu sir didn't say hello and hit the glass directly. I thought it was because I didn't like it and wanted to take the opportunity to ask me to hang some color?"

Yu Huai was stunned for a moment, then looked through the shards of glass in the opponent's hand - Xiang Qi's black short sleeves were covered with glistening glass shards, and his bare arms were sporadically stained.

Xiang Qi threw the shards of glass and raised his hand to pat his body, intending to get rid of the shards of glass on his body.

But Yu Huai grabbed his wrist.

Yu Huai pursed his lips, feeling guilty: "Sorry, I didn't think carefully."

The protective suits worn by the rescue team were all bullet-proof, and a little glass shards were naturally out of Yu Huai's considerations, but he forgot that what Xiang Qi was wearing in the back seat was only a thin short-sleeved sleeve.

"Don't use your hands directly, it will scratch."

Raising eyebrows at Qi Tiu, he looked at Yu Huai's hand that was on his wrist, protected by a black full-fingered glove: "Then, Sir Yu, pat me?"

Yu Huai froze.

Yu Huai let go of Xiang Qi's hand.

Yu Huai felt that there was some other meaning in Xiang Qi's words, which made him feel a little cramped.

After a moment of silence, Yu Huai turned around and said, "Let Ke Le take pictures for you."

Xiang Qi held him back: "... Forget it, do you have any more towels? Give me one."

Yu Huai realized, yes, Xiang Qi can pat with a towel.

Then why did he let himself take pictures for him just now?

There is something wrong with this person.

Ke Le, who was inexplicably called:? ?

The world is magical, and the "rose with thorns" is no longer prickly.

Yu Huai and Ke Le also had a lot of glass scum on their bodies, but they were wearing protective clothing, so they didn't pay much attention and took pictures of them.

When Xiang Qi bowed his head and patted it with a towel, Yu Huai checked it twice silently to confirm that Xiang Qi was indeed not injured - after all, most of the glass shards were blocked by Yu Huai.

Two minutes later, Yu Huai said, "Let's go."

Yu Huai walked in front and pushed open the door of this family.

The inside of the corridor is almost completely enclosed, and the air is ventilated through the vents. There are white walls on both sides, and there will be a door every few meters, arranged in a staggered manner.

The power station had already stopped supplying power, and the lights above the head had already been covered with cobwebs. The entire corridor was in absolute darkness, flooded by a strong stench.

I don't know how many people, like the family they entered just now, hid in the safest home and were engulfed by the wave of the end times.

"Wow, this smell is definitely ten times worse than Song Yiran's stinky socks that have been pickled for several years." Ke Le wrinkled his nose, and the corners of his mouth drooped to the ground. Xun will be fumigated to death."

Although Ke Le's description is indeed exaggerated, it is quite appropriate from a certain point of view.

The smell in this corridor is like a stagnant pool full of rotten fish and shrimp that has fermented in the damp and dark for ten years, it is really hard to describe.

Yu Huai tried his best to focus all his attention on the rescue mission.

The cursor appeared in the door on the left hand side at the end of the corridor. There were still a few vegetative people scattered on the wall in the corridor. Their tentacles were protruding out of the vent, as if they were growing out of the cracks in the wall.

Yu Huai shot the vegetative person down a few times, the gunshots broke the silence in the corridor, there was obvious restlessness in the walls on both sides, and some doors even shook due to the knock.

For a while, the originally quiet corridor was bustling like a construction site.

"The reactions of these vegetative people are quite sensitive." Xiang Qi held a submachine gun that Yu Huai gave him just now in his right hand, put his other hand in his trouser pocket, and followed Yu Huai casually.

Yu Huai glanced at him lightly, seeing his seemingly unguarded appearance, frowned in disapproval, and finally said nothing.

In short, this person is walking in the middle, so there shouldn't be any problems.

With Xiang Qi's generous attitude, even if he reminded him, the other party probably wouldn't listen.

Besides, a person who has been safely on the ground for more than two years, although it seems unreliable, Xiang Qi must know it in his heart.

"After being locked in a residential building and starving for so long, my reaction will be more sensitive than those outside."

I don't know if it's because Xiang Qi blocked his tentacles just now, Yu Huai doesn't reject Xiang Qi's conversation so much now.

Although there was a lot of movement, fortunately, the residential building was strong enough to not be damaged by the vegetative person, and soon the three of them walked to the door where the cursor was.

Yu Huai knocked on the door and waited for a while, but there was no response.

Knock on the door again: "Is anyone there?"

Still nothing.

Ke Le: "What's going on, didn't you hear me?"

He put down his gun, rushed to the door, slapped the door twice, and shouted, "Hey! Is anyone there? Open the door, the rescue team is here!"

Ke Le yelled, and at least the upper and lower floors became construction sites.

The floor they were on was too high, and the vegetative people in each room slapped so hard that they could even feel the slight vibration of the floor of the corridor.

The survivors in this door should be woken up even if they are hibernating.

But after a long time, there was still no movement.

Ke Le laughed angrily: "Hey, can you still hear this? I really don't believe it."

After speaking, he slammed on the door again, opening his mouth to roar.

The next second, Xiang Qi behind him suddenly pressed his shoulder, and Ke Le's words stuck in his throat were pushed back into his stomach.

"Shh - listen.. Interesting."

What are you listening to?Ke Le was confused.

Out of inexplicable admiration for Xiang Qi who "tamed" their captain's "rose with thorns", Ke Le did as he pleased.

After feeling it quietly for a while, goosebumps suddenly covered Ke Le's body.

Ke Le's hand was still attached to the door panel. He didn't feel anything when he knocked on the door just now, but he stopped moving. Only then did he feel the vibration from the door panel, as if he was being slapped quickly and violently from the inside.

"Damn it!" Ke Le retracted his hand as if it had been burned.

Shock and suspicion alternated back and forth in his heart a few times, Ke Le hesitated for two seconds, and slowly put his ear close to the door——

"Boom..boom..boom.."

Inside the gate is like a "construction site".