Meng Feng: "Where are you going?"
Liu Yan: "Hospital."
Meng Feng: "You can't go there! Zombies come out of there!"
The jeep made a sharp turn and made a harsh sound on the night road.
Liu Yan yelled: "My mother is in the hospital!" Meng Feng yelled at him: "It's too dangerous! You will die!" Liu Yan ruthlessly kicked Meng Feng who was rushing forward, and the jeep hit the car on the side of the road. On the bench, the bang stopped.
"I'll give you the car." Liu Yan said coldly, "Good luck." Then he turned around and got out of the car, only to be held tightly by Meng Feng.
Meng Feng said in a deep voice: "I'll accompany you, don't be self-willed at this time, okay?"
Liu Yan let out a long sigh, reversed the car, and turned into the main road. The street was empty. Meng Feng said: "The hospital is a high-risk area. The news at noon said that rabies patients are sent there for concentration..."
"Stop it!" Liu Yan yelled sadly, and punched the horn hard.
Meng Feng fell silent, Liu Yan continued to drive, gasping for breath.
"Where's your father?" Liu Yan asked.
"Still in the army." Meng Feng said: "But no one can be found."
Meng Feng's father was an officer, and his mother ran away from home when he was very young. Meng Feng had neither father nor mother in his childhood.
His parents didn't care much about him, his grandma brought him up, the lack of strict discipline caused him to neglect his studies, and he didn't start to study seriously until he fell in love with Liu Yan in the third year of high school, but it was too late, he failed the college entrance examination, so he had to go to the army.
What kind of father are you? Liu Yan has been complaining in his heart. At least it is better to spend money to find an adult teacher in college to get a certificate for his son. Besides, after retiring from the army, Meng's father actually didn't care about his son's life at all.
"What is this?" Meng Feng found the book on the front panel of the car, and flipped through the cab dome light.
Liu Yan: "My mentor lent it to me. It is said that the U.S. Department of Defense published a zombie response guide on the Internet years ago. Many people took it as a joke. Later, many pamphlets were printed and circulated."
Meng Feng: "Do you think they have already started preparing for this? You also saw zombies, what do you think they are?"
Liu Yan: "How would I know? We don't need to save the world, it's not bad to survive."
Meng Feng: "You can still move after death... It's a virus, not a ghost. You are an atheist, Liu Yan."
Liu Yan: "I hope there is... No, don't do that."
The jeep stopped slowly. At the end of the road were several police cars crossing, and beyond that was the hospital.
Five or six policemen chatted loudly on the walkie-talkie. Liu Yan drove the car over, and a policeman ran over and shouted: "It's blocked! Don't go there!"
The police slammed on the car window, and the ear-piercing sound of machine guns sounded ahead, which made Liu Yan shudder.
Meng Feng rolled down the car window, and the policeman leaned over and said, "Go back! Everyone go back!"
Liu Yan said: "I must go there!"
The sound of machine gun fire was deafening, and the police shouted: "They are all dead! The living people have been evacuated, and there is already a quarantine area!"
Liu Yan trembled, staring at the policeman, he noticed a shallow wound on his neck, and the scar had already scabbed over.
Faint purple-brown markings appeared on the side of the policeman, and he said anxiously: "Turn around! Get out of here! The government will start evacuating soon!"
There was another explosion in the distance, the police ignored Liu Yan, gestured, turned and ran towards the defense line.
The wailing became louder, whining like the wind blowing, Liu Yan thought of the wind on the phone when he had the last conversation with his mother.
"Mom!" Liu Yan burst into tears, slammed on the accelerator, and drove towards the blockade.
Meng Feng: "Liu Yan! Wake up! Don't be impulsive!!"
Meng Feng hugged Liu Yan tightly, and shouted in his ear: "I'll drive! Let me drive!"
Liu Yan slammed the steering wheel almost crazily, and then slammed his head. Finally, the side of his neck was pressed hard by Meng Feng, his eyes turned black, and he lay down.
When he woke up again, Liu Yan had messy short hair and was reclining on the passenger seat, the yellow lights on both sides of the road flashing across his face.
Meng Feng: "You sleep for a while."
Liu Yan was silent, groggy, and asked: "What is this place?"
"The way out of the city." Meng Feng drove intently, leaving City Z along the road.
Liu Yan: "Why don't you go back to your house and pack something?"
Meng Feng shook his head, Liu Yan's eyes were foggy, and he looked out the window, everything outside the third ring road of City Z was as usual, and the 24-hour convenience store on the roadside was still open.
"We need to inform them whether to evacuate." Liu Yan said wearily.
Meng Feng replied: "The government will notify. They already know. If you rush into other people's homes and shout, no one will believe you."
Liu Yan reluctantly nodded, they all avoided that heavy topic, and no one mentioned the hospital and Liu Yan's mother.
There was more and more traffic, and the driving speed slowed down.
Liu Yan opened the "Zombie Survival Handbook" by the light, and asked, "Is there no one else you are looking for?"
Meng Feng said lightly: "There are a few comrades in arms, but they are not in this city."
Liu Yan opened the book.
b. Escape gear: Now is the time to pick out the gear you need to sustain your life or even survive. On short transfers, a standard disaster survival kit will suffice. On longer journeys, the items listed below will all should be required.
Liu Yan said to himself: "No matter where you are going, water is 3 liters per day."
"What?" Meng Feng asked.
Liu Yan: "Stop the car."
Liu Yan opened the car door and got out of the car, took his wallet and hurried to the convenience store on the side of the road, the store was empty, Meng Feng honked his horn irritably.
Liu Yan signaled to wait a moment, went into the convenience store and bought a box of canned food, Meng Feng immediately got out of the car and ran over to help him carry the things into the car, Liu Yan went into the store again, bought a flashlight, distilled water and barbecue The charcoal stove, and finally put the chocolate and high-strength liquor into the car.
The car in front left, and the waiting team honked their horns, but more people got out of the car and looked up.
Liu Yan closed the car door and asked blankly, "Why did you leave here?"
There were men and women in the car owners, and all the honking stopped. Seeing that Liu Yan was silent, after a while, many people whispered to each other and ran to the convenience store to start buying things.
Meng Feng: "Let's go."
Liu Yan got into the car and drove forward again.
He spent all his cash, overdrafted more than 5,000 yuan on his credit card, and bought a first-aid kit, a barbecue grill, two large buckets of water, a box of canned beef, a box of canned luncheon meat, a large box of chocolates, and four flashlights. And a large row of batteries. A toy telescope, a packet of soap, a packet of washing powder, two boxes of biscuits, and ten rolls of plastic wrap.
Meng Feng said, "Shall we go to your school?"
Liu Yan: "Yes, in fact, you don't need to buy so many things."
Meng Feng: "No, you should also buy some water bottles."
Liu Yan said: "There are in the school, I hope there is nothing wrong there."
Liu Yan lowered his head and flipped through the book, Meng Feng asked, "What does it say in the book?"
Liu Yan replied: "The outbreak of zombies is divided into four levels. The first level is the riot type. Usually only ten to twenty will be infected with the virus and cause small-scale riots. God, this book is written by a lunatic... It is clear and straightforward. "
Meng Feng: "Continue talking."
Liu Yan: "The second level is the crisis type. There are usually 20 to 100 operations... Maybe the city center and the hospital... Maybe this is the size near my home."
"The third level is catastrophic. The number of zombies will be in the thousands, raging within a radius of hundreds of miles. The duration of the attack and the long mop-up work may last for several months. At this time, the army is dispatched to blockade, Clean up."
"Is there anything else?" Meng Feng asked.
"The fourth level is the destructive type. At this time, the zombies have already taken over the entire world. It will take ten to fifteen years for the surviving humans to wait for them to rot naturally or kill each other... This is ridiculous." Liu Yan felt a surge in his heart. He felt a strong sense of absurdity, and felt that what was said in the manual was unimaginable, but the real thing happened tonight, which made him unable to believe it, but he had to believe it.
The speed of the convoy slowed down again. Meng Feng said, "It's just a virus similar to rabies, but humans haven't discovered it yet. Mad cow disease, rabies, these will all develop vaccines, and it's the same this time."
Liu Yan nodded and looked out the window in a daze. Although rabies and this virus are very different, they also have striking similarities.
All sick people will lose their sanity, wander around and attack, and they will all be infected through infection, the only difference is that the former happens to living people, while the latter happens to dead people.
But who can prove that those walking zombies are dead
Liu Yan couldn't help shivering when he thought of the security guard dragging his intestines.
The convoy passed the expressway toll booth at a fast speed, and came to a complete stop when there were three cars left.
The loudspeaker on the toll booth said loudly: "The road ahead is under construction. We have received a new notice from the Traffic Management Bureau. All car owners are requested to move to National Highway 973. Passage here is temporarily suspended. We are very sorry for the inconvenience caused."
Meng Feng: "What should I do? It's going to be locked down and quarantined."
Liu Yan: "Wait a little longer."
The door of the first private car in front opened, and the owner jumped out of the car. The man pointed at the staff at the toll booth and cursed. There is a scar.
Looking at the rear of the car again, a mother was trembling with her child in her arms in shock.
"Can you see it?" Liu Yan handed the binoculars to Meng Feng, Meng Feng glanced at it, Liu Yan said: "Behind his ears."
Meng Feng also noticed.
"Grey spots." Meng Feng said: "He should have seen zombies, he was infected."
Liu Yan: "Do you remember that policeman?"
Meng Feng panted and nodded.
The owner of the car failed to negotiate, his face was pale, he got into the car, then slammed on the accelerator, hit the switch bar with a loud bang, and rushed onto the highway.
"No clearance!" shouted the loudspeaker at the tollbooth.
Patrolmen came over one after another, Liu Yan said: "Go decisively!"
Meng Feng gritted his teeth and stepped on the accelerator, then rushed through the toll checkpoint, followed by five or six cars, and drove up the highway. Liu Yan looked back, and saw the police car roaring, rushing over to surround the checkpoint, forming a tight seal line, All vehicles that are too late to pass the customs will be stopped at the toll booth.
Liu Yan looked at it with trepidation for a while, and the scene in the distance became a small black spot, and the lights on both sides of the expressway passed by quickly. Only then did the two of them really breathe a sigh of relief.
"Let me drive." Liu Yan said wearily.
Meng Feng said: "Go and eat something, rest for a while, you can drive in the second half of the night."
Liu Yan returned to the back seat to search. He had been hungry all day, so he opened a pack of biscuits, filled his stomach with unfinished distilled water, and asked, "What is this?"
Meng Feng turned his head and glanced, Liu Yan was holding a folder in his hand, which contained several contracts.
"Work." Meng Feng said expressionlessly.
"Accident insurance... Personal safety... Lifetime insurance..." Liu Yan said, "You sell insurance? How many copies?"
Looking at the road ahead, Meng Feng replied, "I didn't sell any."
Liu Yan: "You are not suitable for this job."
Meng Feng sighed angrily.
"The monthly salary depends on the commission, and there is only a basic salary of 500 yuan a month." Meng Feng's voice was low and depressed: "The government has arranged jobs for too long, so I can only find a job to make ends meet."
Liu Yan said: "You should be glad you didn't sell it, otherwise your psychology will be even more unbalanced. Most of your company has gone bankrupt now, and you won't be able to pay any money."
Both Meng Feng and Liu Yan laughed.
Liu Yan happily said: "If we come back alive this time, I'll buy a copy..." Before finishing speaking, Meng Feng said: "Be careful!" Then he turned the steering wheel violently.
The sound of brakes almost pierced the eardrums, and two cars slammed across the highway intersection at the same time. The jeeps of Meng Feng and Liu Yan slid to the right side of the road, and a private car not far in front of them spun out of control and hit On the fence, there was a loud noise.
"What's wrong?" Liu Yan unbuckled his seat belt, leaned against the window and gasped.
The little girl's shrill scream pierced the silent night sky, and came from the horizontal private car.
The woman screamed miserably: "Help—" the voice stopped abruptly.
The little girl's scream was like a sharp whistle, hysterical, Liu Yan trembled and touched the binoculars, and saw a pool of blood spurting out from the back seat of the private car, splashing on the glass.
Meng Feng grabbed the binoculars to take a look, then put it down immediately, and the surroundings became silent.
Then the car windows slammed, and both Liu Yan and Meng Feng felt chills all over their bodies.
"Go..." Liu Yan said, "The mother and daughter should both be dead."
Meng Feng reluctantly nodded, stepped on the accelerator, drove on the main road, and drove into the night with smoke rising.
None of them spoke, and it took a long time before Liu Yan unbuttoned his shirt, trembling and touching his arm, Meng Feng said: "Don't scare yourself!"
Liu Yan's naked upper body was fair and well-proportioned. He wiped his arms with a sterile paper towel, and carefully recalled the time from seeing the first zombie to the time he met Meng Feng, and confirmed that he had not had direct physical contact with the zombie.
He repeatedly wiped his index finger and the left hand that held the eyeball with a wet tissue, and finally nervously took out medical alcohol from the first aid kit, and poured it on his hand trembling.
Meng Feng pressed the steering wheel with his left hand, and tightly grasped Liu Yan's wrist with his right hand, his resolute side face shrouded in a halo.
"What are you afraid of?" Meng Feng said with a smile: "Even if you are infected, the only one suffering is me."
Liu Yan thought so too, put away the alcohol, Meng Feng let go of his hand, and said to himself: "What if I become a zombie?"
"I don't know." Liu Yan said, "Don't expect me to save you."
"You don't need to save me." Meng Feng said, "Remember to run away then."
Liu Yan said: "No."
He looked at Meng Feng earnestly. Meng Feng leaned on the steering wheel with his elbows, leaned over, fixedly stared into Liu Yan's eyes, and asked him to look carefully.
"I don't have that kind of spot." Meng Feng smiled handsomely: "I'm very skilled, or should I take off my clothes and let you see?"
Liu Yan had a smile in his eyes: "No, thank you, actually I don't care if you have scars or not."
Meng Feng: "What are you thinking about? Missing me?"
Liu Yan: "One thing, I suddenly want to take a closer look at you."
Liu Yan said in a low voice, "It doesn't matter if you have, either I eat you, or you eat me. It doesn't mean much to live alone."
"Yes." Meng Feng echoed: "Live alone, lonely."
As he spoke, he pressed the radio on the car, and Liu Yan rolled down the window, and the refreshing summer night wind blew in, flying along the highway with rock music.