This wave of zombies will not work [End Times]

TV and Internet broadcasts are still broadcasting all this to everyone in the country.

Mijingtang was still struggling at first, pushing away the undead monsters lying on him with his hands.

But it was all in vain. What came into view were the corrupted faces of the undead. A zombie bit Mijingtang's arm, and its sharp teeth tore off a large piece of flesh and blood. Mijingtang shuddered in pain. Gritting his teeth tightly, his hands were completely powerless, and his usual fighting skills were useless in front of these zombies.

A zombie's finger inserted into the glass wound on his abdomen, and the dry fingertips touched his warm blood and internal organs.

Mijingtang coughed up a mouthful of blood, trying to prevent the zombies from tearing the wound.The multiple wounds on his body continued to expand with his struggle and the tearing of the living dead.

The blood stimulated the zombies and made them even crazier.A zombie even stuck up, buried its head in his body, and gnawed hard.

Severe pain came from the inside of the body, and Mijingtang let out an uncontrollable scream. He grabbed the zombie's hair with his hands, but the weak struggle did not have any effect.

The pain kept coming like a tide, drowning him.

The air smelled of blood and carrion.

The roaring and chewing of the living dead are all around my ears.

This is the endless hell, reincarnation, nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide.

He hoped that he could die, and even regretted his soft heart just now, but because of the effect of the R reagent, his consciousness was extremely clear.

Miido's body convulsed, his legs trembling.He tried desperately to move his body backwards, but he couldn't go anywhere.

More zombies surrounded him, hungry for food, and his hands and feet were severely bitten by zombies in many places, exposing the white bones.

His slender and dirty fingers continued to penetrate Mijingdou's body, pulled out the bloody internal organs, and used his flesh and blood to fill their hungry stomachs.

"Uh..." Mijingdou moaned, his pale face was covered with sweat from the pain, and he could hardly breathe. He fumbled for the nameplate hanging around his neck in a daze, bit it between his teeth, and rattled.

In the severe pain, he tried his best to raise his neck, struggling to die, and bright red blood came out of his mouth and slid down to his ears.

Such a tragic picture was sent to every Internet, every TV station, and every house.

The picture trembled with the photographer's hand, messy and bloody.

All the people in front of the TV and the live broadcast couldn't make a sound.

In front of the TV, some parents covered their children's eyes.

Someone starts crying.

But there was nothing they could do.

They watched helplessly as the man who saved the lives of everyone in City B was tortured alive.

It was about to be eaten by zombies one by one.

It feels like a long time has passed since the tragedy happened, but in fact it was only 3 minutes.

Finally, gunshots rang out, and zombies fell beside Mijingtang one by one.

Su Rui and He Ye climbed down along the ropes of the helicopter, and frantically stripped the zombies off his body.Then drag Mijingtang out from under the zombies.

Mijingdou's eyes were still open, staring blankly at the sky.The body twitches unconsciously.

"Instructor, instructor, look at me." Wei Lin yelled, holding Mijingtang's face in his hands, his face was extremely pale.

"Zou Lang...Zou Lang...I want to see Zou Lang...I...can I see Zou Lang again..." Mijingtang's lips moved slightly, opening and closing, repeating the name, as if it was a spell, Can make him forget the pain.Blood trickled down from the corner of his lips.

He Ye took his hand, and tears welled up in his eyes, "I know, I know, instructor, stop talking..."

A military vehicle arrived, and Zou Fang got out of the vehicle, looking down at Mijingtang covered in blood, he felt the blood in his body freeze instantly.

When he gave the order, why didn't he think about such a result?

This is to exchange a city with one person.

"Save... help?" Li Jin asked from the side.As it stands, maybe euthanasia or another shot at him would be more merciful.

"Save, send him to the Military Academy by helicopter, and try to save his life before he dies and turns into a zombie!" Zou Lang frowned tightly. He knew that due to the effect of the R reagent, Mijingtang's body The function is stronger than ordinary people.But even with the R reagent, it was impossible to save his life, let alone reverse the attack of the zombie virus.

Zou Fang's eyes were already blood red, he clenched his fists suddenly, and shouted to the live broadcast: "Where is Zou Lang! Who the hell can find Zou Lang?!"

"Follow me!" On the top floor of the building, Shen Lingyue dragged Zou Lang to board the helicopter that had been waiting there for a long time.

Looking down from the plane, half of the city has been overrun by the living dead, and there are flames everywhere.

"I'll take you to see him now," Shen Lingyue said, and suddenly handed Zou Lang a stack of papers. It was a document that she had prepared long ago but had never shown him. "This is my What was searched earlier was the past between you and Mijingdou."

Zou Lang took it blankly, and on the paper were written his various experiences with a man named Mijingtang,

Next, according to the above, that person was his instructor when he was in Division K.

Then there are several tasks listed.

Zou Lang looked at the form, his back getting colder and colder.Why does this person have so much involvement with him.

He wanted to look at it carefully, but he couldn't think about it carefully. Every bit of it on the paper caused severe pain in his brain.

This feeling made him flustered, like a needle passing through his brain, the pain made him go crazy.

Except for the one meeting in the military court, and the awkward greeting at the wedding just now, he was like a stranger to him.It never occurred to him that he had so much past with him.

The helicopter quickly landed on the roof of the Third Military Hospital. Zou Lang only read two or three pages of the thick stack of papers. Shen Lingyue pulled him and ran all the way down the stairs, and then took him Walking to the door of a ward, outside the observation window, there are several live broadcast equipment. Just 3 minutes ago, Mijingtang was sent here.

Shen Lingyue snatched the paper from Zou Lang's hand, "It's too late, don't read it." Then she looked at him and said, "Go in."

Zou Lang was in a daze. He pushed open the door and saw several doctors and nurses there.

The person on the bed was bloody and inhuman, and the blood soaked the thin quilt covering his body, revealing a little bit of bright red.

The smell of blood made Zou Lang want to vomit. Seeing this tragic situation, his temples throbbed and hurt, and his tinnitus buzzed continuously.

In the end, the doctors looked at each other and shook their heads gently. They had done everything they could, but these were not enough to save Mijingtang's life. People retreated from the wards, leaving only Mijingtang and Zou Lang and two people.

When Mijingtang saw him coming in, his eyes moved slightly, and he stretched out his hand.

Zou Lang tried his best to cover his mouth, and sat on the stool next to the hospital bed in Yujingtang.Suddenly, a strong fear enveloped him, and his heart beat extremely sadly in his chest.Zou Lang tried hard to convince himself that he had only known this person for a year, and that he was just his instructor.

Mijingtang was lying on the bed, his face was pale as if faded, and his body trembled slightly.

"Zou Lang...I'm in so much pain, can you...can you hug...hug me?" Every time Mi Jingtang uttered a word, he felt a knife stirring in his body.

Zou Lang looked at the camera outside the ward. He didn't want to be too intimate with his movements, and he didn't dare to touch his seriously injured body, for fear of aggravating his injury.He lowered his body and whispered in Mijingtang's ear, "It's being broadcast live."

"Okay," Mijingtang closed his eyes slightly, a tear rolled down from the corner of his eye, his expression was like a child who has done something wrong, "I'm sorry...today...is your engagement day...I shouldn't disturb you anymore Your life, but with my mother dead, I don't know who to talk to."

"It's okay, I'm here to accompany you."

"Do you remember... when you were a student?"

"Well, I remember." Zou Lang replied indiscriminately.

"Now... I really want to... eat the dumplings you made, do you remember... that day?" Mijingtang's lips trembled, and it became more and more difficult to say each word.

Zou Lang's head hurt as if being drilled by an electric drill, and he just wanted to end the torture as soon as possible.Seeing that Mijingtang was waiting for his answer, he could only continue talking along his train of thought, responding, "Remember, was it with the students?"

The light in Mijingtang's eyes dimmed, he didn't ask again, he still didn't remember.

He originally thought that if there was one person in the world who remembered him, it would be Zou Lang.

But now, fate tricked people, he just forgot.

Mijingtang stretched out his right hand. Due to being bitten by the zombies, several fingers of that hand were covered with bones.

He stretched his hand to the neck, took off his nameplate with his last strength, and handed it to Zou Lang.stuffed into his hand.Zou Lang looked, and there was not only a nameplate on the chain, but also an old nut.

Zou Lang was a little surprised why he wore these two things together.

"No matter... what happens in the future, promise... me, you will... live well." Mijingtang paused, and then said, "If... I can go back to... the beginning, I... hope, I never Know you……"

After saying this, Mijingtang's body trembled, and a mouthful of blood spewed out, staining Zou Lang's collar red.

It was the last bit of blood from Mijingtang's heart, which was sprayed out in extreme pain.It seems that with his soul, all disappeared.

Sweat flowed out of his pale face suddenly, and physiological tears kept flowing down, as if the water in his body evaporated together.

All the painkillers are gone.No matter how powerful the potion is, it can't restore his broken body, and maybe his heart is also broken.

"It hurts... Zou Lang, I hurt so much." Mijingtang suddenly let go of Zou Lang's hand, curled up and cried hoarsely.He suddenly understood one thing. What he really misses and wants to hold on to is not the person in front of him. The person he loved and loved him back then has been wiped out with that bullet.He should have let go a long time ago, let him go, everything was just his self-deception.

Suddenly, the instrument that was still stable just now beeped.

"Doctor Fang is here, Doctor Fang." Someone called outside the door, and then the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside.

"Go away!" Fang Yazhou walked in from the outside with a chill in his body, and he pushed Zou Lang away.

Mijingtang's blood pressure dropped rapidly, and finally almost returned to zero.

Zou Lang stood beside him, holding the brand and the nut in his hand, holding tightly, and suddenly tears flowed down his face.

Seeing the commotion at the scene, he retreated staggeringly, or escaped.The smell of blood made him sick, he rushed to the bathroom, and vomited profusely, he really had reached his limit and couldn't accompany him to the last moment.

He had seen death, countless deaths, but he didn't think of the pain in front of him. There was a fear rising from the bottom of his heart, which made him feel cold all over his body, his legs were weak, and his lips were dry.

Zou Lang tried hard to pull himself out of that sadness.

He should be cynical, he should be heartless.Those past relationships, the first 20 years of his life, were mostly wine and meat, singing and acting on occasion.

He should be invincible, why would he be affected by a dying man, throw away his helmet and armor, and be distraught?

They're just people they've known for over a year.What can be unforgettable?

Zou Lang looked at himself in the mirror, this must be a dream, a not-so-beautiful dream, when he wakes up, he will be fine.He rinsed his mouth, wiped his tears, and tried his best to restore his expression to normal. He walked out of the bathroom, and his headache improved a lot.

Shen Lingyue glanced at him and said, "You did a good job, it's all over."

"Hmm." Zou Lang reached into his pocket and touched something cold. He took it out, only to find that it was the blood-stained nameplate and the nut.It seemed to remind him that the bloody incident just now was not a dream.

Zou Lang threw the thing on the table beside him.It would be great if it could be over as Shen Lingyue said.

As long as he looked at this thing, he felt very uncomfortable.

"What are you going to do with the things he left you?" Shen Lingyue looked at the nameplate on the table and asked softly.

Zou Lang said: "Who should this thing be given to? Is it buried or thrown away?"

"Since he gave it to you, you can keep it." Shen Lingyue said, she didn't know why she was so kind.Mijingtang died, Zou Lang forgot.She should be the one who benefits the most.But she was not at all happy.Shen Lingyue's eyes dimmed, and she added, "If you throw it away, I'm afraid you will regret it if you can't find it one day."

"Regret? How could it be?" Zou Lang held the thing in his hand, looked at the rough nut, and really couldn't think of any special meaning for this thing. He was clearly heartbroken, but he still couldn't help but sneer Said: "It's not an engagement ring."

He had just finished saying this when suddenly someone rushed over from the other end of the corridor, punched him in the face, and then kicked him hard in the chest.

It was only when Zou Lang leaned against the wall that he could clearly see who the man was. He was still wearing his equipment, his body was covered in blood, and his face was full of anger.

Someone came up and pulled them apart.

Shen Lingyue supported Zou Lang and asked, "Are you okay?"

Zou Lang was hit so hard by that punch, his old injury was involved, he covered his head and said, "Fuck, why, why are you crazy?"

The three special forces on the side hugged He Ye, still struggling.He Ye jumped and scolded: "You don't deserve to be called by my name, I will beat you to death today!"

"I never offended you!" Zou Lang said angrily.

"Instructor, that's the instructor." As He Ye spoke, he suddenly cried, and then cried until he was out of breath.

Zou Lang wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, "The instructor is about to die, and I feel bad too, but it was bitten by a zombie, and I didn't kill it. Are you fucking crazy today?"

He got up, he didn't want to pursue the matter of being beaten, he just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible, and escape from here.

He Ye seemed to want to rush forward to say something, but Wei Lin held him firmly aside and said, "Forget it, forget it, he has lost his memory." Then he turned his head to look at Zou Lang and said, "You have lost your memory, it's not It's your fault, not remembering is a kind of happiness, at least it won't be so painful, just treat it as a dream."

After the end of the world, are there still few people who died before their eyes?

I don't remember, it's a kind of happiness.Sometimes remember, but will not be happy.

He Ye suddenly understood, he lowered his head silently, wiped away his tears, and took Wei Lin's hand.

It should have been Zou Lang who was the most unwilling, saddest, and most painful to have all this happen.

Zou Lang looked at them and took two steps back with a pale face. He suddenly understood the way they looked at him. It was sympathy, regret, and pity. His voice trembled, "Then tell me, that Man, how close have we ever been? There's a reason he wanted to see me in the end, right? I just don't remember, right?"

No one spoke, no one answered him.

Zou Lang's tears suddenly fell from the corner of his eyes, and he tightly clutched the nameplate of Mijingtang in his hand, "I feel uncomfortable, seeing him like this makes me uncomfortable, and I pretend not to care. Just talking to him gives me a headache. I dare not Look in his eyes, I don't know why. I feel like I've lost the most important thing of mine, but I can't remember."

It felt like a knife had been inserted into the heart, twisted hard, and Zou Lang staggered back a few steps.He finally knew what he was afraid of before, and that fear even overcame his sadness. He was afraid that that person would die, and he didn't want to see that person die.Just thinking about it gives me chills.

But there was nothing he could do about it, he knew from the moment he entered the door that the person lying there was hopeless...

The door of the emergency room was opened, and Fang Yazhou appeared at the door. His white clothes were stained with blood, and he looked at them coldly: "Stop arguing, this is the hospital." Then he took a few steps forward to prepare After leaving, he turned around and looked at the people who were standing there blankly, saying, "People are dead, let's all go back."