The battle between humans and aliens was staged almost everywhere in Yuncheng, but most of them ended in the defeat of humans.
Although human beings currently have the overwhelming advantage in numbers, the advantage of racial talent has allowed the aliens' combat power to throw off humans a few streets.
The situation is almost one-sided, and the unarmed humans are all killed by the hands of aliens.
About a thousand aliens descended under the darkness of Yuncheng on the first night, and almost as many aliens descended on every subsequent day.
The more aliens fight, the fewer human beings. If this goes on, sooner or later, there will be extinction.
Turnaround, when will it appear
Many people are thinking about this question.
Miao Jia took off the police uniform as the detective said, but not to escape alone, but because of too much blood.
Although the armed police and police officers who were escorting were all dead, the only one who returned the gun was very bad, and his age was too young, which made people feel very insecure. However, halfway through the Long March, there is no reason to give up looking back at this time.
The rest of the people gritted their teeth and continued to move in the direction of the eastern suburbs, but without the armed police to clear the way, their team grew longer and longer, and eventually dispersed, detoured, and had to try to walk in a straight line. not enough.
Miao Jia did not choose to take a detour. He knew that the person who led the way had his meaning in choosing to go straight. Although his physical training was barely passable, and he was at the bottom of the climb, he was different from other ordinary people who would retreat before a dead end. .
Continuing to go straight, Miao Jia led a few people behind him through a factory.
At this moment, a scream suddenly sounded from behind, Miao Jia was shocked and shouted loudly: "Run!!!"
The people behind him ran wildly, and a few people overtook him in the blink of an eye. Miao Jia couldn't care less about being annoyed, and could only shake his arms desperately, but even at such a dangerous time, he didn't give up the heavy weight he was carrying. laptop bag.
"Ahhh!!!"
The screams behind him came one after another, and Miao Jia didn't even dare to look back. He had no bullets, and no teammates with real guns. Just fast enough.
Miao Jia gasped desperately, his chest was burning with pain, and running so fast was definitely much faster than the time he took the graduation exam.
If I put aliens on the back of the exam, it's definitely not just a passing grade. Miao Jia thought happily.
But his physical fitness was not good, his knees were sore and weak, and Miao Jia fell to the ground.
At that moment, he was stunned, and the screams behind him disappeared, replaced by the sound of footsteps hitting the ground.
I'm dying? ! Miao Jia was terrified. Although as a policeman, he seemed to be not afraid of life and death, but in fact, he was very afraid of death.
One grabbed his arm vigorously, and he almost flew up: "Go to the back!" said a voice.
Miao Jia stumbled forward and caught sight of several people in digital camouflage running past him out of the corner of his eyes.
He ran a few steps, looked back, and saw those people holding black things and throwing them at the chasing aliens.
"Boom!!" "Boom!!" "Boom!!" The loud noises sounded one after another, and the huge flames rolled the smoke and swallowed the three aliens that were chasing after them.
Miao Jia was panting on his knees, his eyes hurt by the flashing fire, he closed it, turned his head, not far from the gate of the factory, behind a few fences, a large warehouse can be vaguely seen.
When it finally arrived, Miao Jia clutched her laptop bag tightly, crying and laughing.
The night passed, and Yuncheng ushered in the morning again.
Tang Xuhai's biological clock woke him up, he opened his eyes and turned on the light on his watch.
5:30 in the morning.
The shaking of light caused Fu Shiwu to wake up.
He turned on the flashlight, sat up, and the hair on his head was twisted up in disobedience.
"Pfft!" Tang Xuhai laughed.
Fu Shiwu blinked and looked at him in a daze: "What's wrong?"
Tang Xuhai covered his mouth and shook his head, his shoulders shaking when he laughed.
"What are you laughing at?!" Fu Shiwu glared at him unhappily, but without the blessing of his glasses style, his eyes made people want to bully him.
Tang Xuhai laughed even more.
Fu Shiwu narrowed his eyes, put on his glasses, crossed his arms and said, "I don't think you've been thorough today. It's two days later for smoking or something."
Tang Xuhai couldn't laugh anymore, this threat was too powerful!
"Sorry, I didn't mean to laugh at you." Tang Xuhai said solemnly: "It's just that your current image is unbearable."
It's so rude to say that! Fu Shiwu thought unhappily, what's so funny about him
"Where did I make you so happy, so entertaining?" Fu Shiwu gritted his teeth: "Speak up, I will definitely improve! Improve!"
"Cough cough." Tang Xuhai cleared his throat, "I think you should keep your hair short, in this world."
What he said was unclear, but Fu Shiwu understood it like lightning. He "swishly" reached out and touched his hair, and sure enough, the proud tuft on top of his head showed its proud posture.
Fu Shiwu's face immediately flushed with shame.
This is a fatal blow to Fu Shiwulai, who pays special attention to his image.
His hair must be washed diligently, otherwise it will be messy like this. Fu Shiwu also thought about keeping short hair an inch long, but unfortunately it doesn't match his image so much, he looks stupid. Like a dead nerd in the school library.
But in this air-raid shelter, the water is used sparingly, and he doesn't want to wash his hair with extra water. Whoever has a spin on the top of his head will fly up every time he sleeps.
Fu Shiwu suddenly felt like a mourning exam.
Tang Xuhai saw that his depressed whole person was darkened, he felt that he was overdoing it, and hurriedly said: "When you get wet with water, you will not be so warped."
Fu Shiwu raised his head and firmly refused: "How about that! Now that water resources are precious, how can they be used to wash hair!"
Tang Xuhai said: "Don't worry, I'm feeling fine now and should be healed. I'll go out during the day and get some water back, so you can use it with confidence."
Fu Shiwu didn't believe his one-sided words, he shoved the thermometer to Tang Xuhai with a stern face.
Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Tang Xuhai took the thermometer and stuffed it in his arm. Fu Shiwu got up and turned on the light, and turned to look at Wen Zhaoming's situation.
He frowned and said worriedly: "Wen Zhaoming still hasn't woken up, his temperature is still so hot. According to your situation, he should be fine."
Tang Xuhai pouted and said, "You can't compare my situation with him. I have a recurrence of an old leg injury, and he has a cold. Can it be the same? Besides, look at my body, and look at his physique, the fever will naturally subside. Not as fast as me."
Fu Shiwu looked back at his muscular chest, envy and hatred.
He sighed: "Probably, but even so, he can't let him continue to have such a high fever. A long-term high fever will burn out his brain."
Tang Xuhai frowned, stood up, walked to Fu Shiwu's side and squatted down, looking at Wen Zhaoming's pale face, sweating and breathing heavily.
"The breathing is still strong, and there is no major problem for the time being." Tang Xuhai thought about it and said, "Now we can't get effective and accurate treatment, and we can only maintain the infusion to cool him down."
He stood up and Fu Shiwu looked up at him.
Tang Xuhai said, "I have to go out today. There is one bucket out of the three buckets of water. I'll find some water to cool him down physically."
Fu Shiwu looked down at the unconscious Wen Zhaoming: "That's the only way it can be now."
Fu Shiwu originally wanted to go out on his own, but Tang Xuhai, who tested the temperature back to normal, suppressed him with a tough attitude, and even tried his own strength with him.
Fu Shiwu had to succumb to his "prostitution". Tang Xu went overseas, and Fu Shiwu stayed in the dugout.
Tang Xuhai nibbled on the compressed biscuits, drank some water, and went out proudly carrying the saber.
Although it had only been three days without the sun, Tang Xuhai was suffocated.
He parked the SUV and moved his body lightly, raising his arms and kicking his legs.
Tang Xuhai stared at his right leg, it wasn't his illusion, it really didn't feel anything unusual when this leg was moving.
it's out of the question.
He suffered a comminuted fracture of his right calf. The shattered bone slag was removed during surgery. In order to promote healing, a steel plate was installed for him. It is not an easy task to regenerate the broken bone.
So even though his calves looked the same as ordinary people, they couldn't withstand intense exercise. Even if he walked normally, it took him a lot of painstaking efforts.
It's a steel plate, not his own bones, muscles and nerves. Of course, it's impossible to live in harmony. The most common thing he can feel is pain.
Although this leg made him retire from his glorious career, Tang Xuhai did not want to be a cripple in the future. He still maintained a rigorous training intensity and protested from time to time with his legs.
And now this leg feels like it did before the fracture, no, it feels better than that!
Tang Xuhai wanted to confirm whether this was the real situation or just an illusion.
He raised his legs and swung a leg whip violently!
"Woo-" sounded the wind, Tang Xuhai leaned to one side, raised his legs, and stopped firmly in the air.
It's not a hallucination, his legs are completely healed! !