The sewers were full of dead silence, only the sound of water droplets dripping, swaying a slight echo.
Simon tilted his head slightly.
At a distance of more than ten meters, Zhou Rong could see the shadows on the edges of his side cheeks drawing a deep outline, from the straight bridge of the nose to the lips and chin, like a silhouette drawing.
"Let's go." He suddenly said, "I'll go back to the ground entrance and drive the old car back."
Before Zhou Rong could persuade him, he just listened to him close the iron gate, and then locked it.
Zhou Rong was furious, rushed over and grabbed the iron fence: "Sinan!"
There were a few loud bangs of the iron gate shaking, but there was no echo, but Sinan had already stepped on the water to withdraw several meters, and said coldly: "What are you doing?"
"You are too dangerous alone, come with us!"
"Do not bother me!"
Zhou Rong looked at his blood-stained, handsome and cold face, it was hard to understand.
When he came in, he took the initiative to whisper in his ear, and when he saw him at the bottom of the pit, he cried immediately. After seeing Zhang Yingjie's body being taken away, Sinan, who was furious and furious, suddenly changed back to the first time they met in T City. The state of being alienated, indifferent, and even wary, even keeping a distance of more than ten meters at all times.
It seems that after experiencing life and death, all his vivid and even intense feelings disappeared in a swipe and shrank back into the invisible cold shell.
Simon's unreasonable guard against Alpha made Zhou Rong have some very bad guesses, but he didn't want to think about it, so he took a long breath: "Comrade Xiaosi, it takes at least two hours from here to the entrance, You are alone and unarmed..."
Sinan stretched out his hand: "give it to me."
"?"
"Gun, car keys."
"You!" Zhou Rong pointed his nose and said angrily: "You can stop! Your comrades can't believe it?! You..."
"No?" Sinan said coldly, turning around to leave.
Zhou Rong immediately unloaded Uzi Weichong, and took out the key of the old biochemical car they drove into City B from his waist: "Come here!"
However, Sinan could not refuse: "Throw it here."
Time passed by, and Sinan's attitude was as unshakable as ice. Zhou Rong pondered for a moment, but there was nothing he could do, so he threw the car key and Wei Chong from the iron fence.
He thought for a while but was not at ease, and warned: "The drainage system of the base is very complicated, and there may be zombie orangutans near the E area. You wait here, I will go up and get a signal bomb, and I will immediately be in danger..."
Before he could finish speaking, Sinan picked up the car keys and the submachine gun, turned around and left. Zhou Rong immediately choked in his throat: "Hey! Where are you going?!"
Sinan didn't look back, and said flatly, "See you at the fertilizer factory."
Zhou Rong listened to the footsteps in the tunnel getting farther and farther, and finally let out a sigh of relief.
The distance between people is indeed like this. On the one hand, the endless pursuit will only lead to the more urgent and vigilant retreat of the other party - he thought so self-deprecatingly, turned around and walked back along the way, but suddenly sniffled, feeling to a strange taste.
The stench that has been brewing in the sewer for many years is mellow and distant, mixed with rusted iron doors and moldy walls on all sides, just like the atomic bombs of various odors repeatedly ravaged his nasal mucosa. But in this indiscriminate bombardment, the place where Sinan stood just now had a vague and indescribable aura.
He couldn't describe what it was, but felt a little swaying in his heart.
But the footsteps stopped for a while, and were covered by the menacing odor of the sewer.
"Brother Rong!" There was a call from Chuncao in the distance: "Where are you? Are you alright, where's Sinan?"
Chuncao couldn't wait to come down and look for it, Zhou Rong recovered and coughed:
"It's okay... I'm here, come and help."
Zhou Rong and Chuncao worked together to move Zhang Yingjie up. Sinan jumped into the sewer early, Zhang Yingjie's body was not damaged much, but his eyes were still wide open; Zhou Rong wanted to help him close it, but he couldn't.
Ding Shi said that there is a saying in their hometown that people die because they still have things to worry about, so Zhou Rong squatted on the ground and looked at Zhang Yingjie, talking about Yingjie, Yan Hao survived, everyone survived, we are going to get the information Go to the South China Sea with the antibody; when the mission is completed, the brothers steal a helicopter and go to the northeast to pick up your wife and children to avoid the refuge. In the future, if you have a bite, you will have your wife and children. If you have a brother, you will have your wife. Good day for the child... After he finished talking, he stretched out his hand again, and Zhang Yingjie's round eyes slowly closed.
When they came in, seven people were gags, but when they left, only four were standing, one was unconscious, and the other would never wake up. Zhou Rong and the others first returned to the central area and then went up. They encountered several waves of zombies on the way, but Yan Hao and the others brought a lot of supplementary ammunition, and a few rounds of strafing and grenades wiped them clean.
Arriving on the ground half an hour earlier than they estimated, Zhou Rong looked at the explosion-proof armored vehicle and said "hey": "You can, can this be driven?"
Guo Weixiang said: "I manually blasted a few doors before opening to the ground. I originally wanted to go back and steal a helicopter. No, I was caught by zombies."
"So this is because people don't have enough people to swallow elephants. If you honestly wait at the original location, it will be over. But you can really run, from the south to the north. It was a loss for our track and field team that didn't send you to the Olympics... And mortars!"
Chuncao said, "Come on, Brother Rong, you are about to burst out."
Zhou Rong smiled, tried the mortar on his shoulder, threw it back into the trunk of the car, and slammed the door: "Let's go!"
The armored vehicle turned its head on the spot, roared through the base parking lot, knocked the road barrier flying with a bang, and flew straight to the south.
At six o'clock in the morning, the sky was dark and gray, covering the blood-colored earth. Zhou Rong made a turn around the barbed wire extension. In front of them was the sewer entrance where they entered the base. The broken biochemical car that they drove when they came was still parked on the side of the road.
A figure leaned in front of the car door, and Misheng turned back.
Sinan has obviously changed and washed, and I don't know where to find a set of riot police uniforms, with black thick-soled ankle boots under his feet, and a Uziweichun on his shoulders.
He looked as if he was waiting for the sunrise, or just simply resting. The dried blood on Zhang Junmei's side cheeks has been washed away. Because of the black clothes, the face is contrasted with a cold white. When the armored car passed by, he looked at Zhou Rong calmly through the car window.
Zhou Rong looked down at him condescendingly, with a look of scrutiny in his eyes. Immediately, Sinan's figure was left far behind the car.
In the rearview mirror, Sinan got into the car door, and the biochemical car finally drove slowly into the road.
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The two cars were less than 200 meters apart and followed closely all the way. Zhou Rong looked up several times and could see the shadow of the car behind. The sky was getting brighter, and Zhou Rong would stop every time he went to a large supermarket and gas station along the way, and took people down to find supplies and replenish water.
Zhou Rong rummaged through the messy shelves, mixed up batteries, salt, soap, paper clips and other odds and ends and put them in a cardboard box. He walked out of the supermarket door with his arms in his arms and kicked a stumbled zombie upside down.
He took out the anti-inflammatory medicine and threw it to Ding Shi, motioned to feed it to Yan Hao, then turned around to see that Chun Cao was leaning on tiptoe by the window of the biochemical car, craned his neck to talk to Sinan.
Zhou Rong didn't like it very much. After thinking about it for a while, he went back to the supermarket and shot a few zombies. He went around to the food counter, dug out a few bags of candied fruit and put it in his arms.
"Daughter!" Zhou Rong shouted while standing between the two cars, holding up the candied fruit and shaking it.
Chuncao looked up, and as expected, said with disgust, "Sweet stains! Who wants to eat this!"
Zhou Rong clearly saw Sinan's throat slide down, as if swallowing.
"Forget it," Zhou Rong said disappointedly, and left with the candied fruit Shi Shiran.
They stopped seven or eight times along the way and swept through more than ten supermarkets in the Third Ring Road. In total, they used manpower to carry out tons of rice, flour, oil and grains, and dozens of boxes of daily sundries.
Yan Hao's condition has not improved, but it has not improved. He has been in a coma and has a fever in the evening. Zhou Rong wanted to rob the hospital pharmacy, but the public hospital was the worst-hit area for zombies. They only had four complete combat powers, and there were four and a half Sinans who were likely to have experience in paddling. He had T but no milk. The strength of the copy, so had to give up.
Fortunately, before night fell, they finally found a private cosmetic surgery hospital, and the doctors and nurses all turned into zombies and ran away. So Zhou Rong took his cheap daughter and swaggered into the pharmacy, regardless of whether he knew him or not, anyway, he came back when he saw the medicine.
"Don't try it!" Zhou Rong looked miserable: "You will never play in your life, don't think about it!"
Chuncao stretched his neck and stood in front of the mirror, holding a silicone fake chest, and gestured to his chest.
"You said it's possible to rescue a plastic surgeon or something." Chuncao thought thoughtfully, "Didn't you say that female Alphas are mostly busty, why is my chest not moving, I think I may be a fake Alpha... "
Zhou Rong said helplessly: "That's not what you said about the development of secondary sexual characteristics in another part of your body."
Chuncao said: "There is nowhere to use it, and there is no way to send a selfie to ask for likes."
Her words were very reasonable, Zhou Rong had nothing to answer, so he had to comfort her: "Next time you take a selfie, send it in a group in the circle of friends, we will give you a thumbs up."
The two of them held two medicine boxes, Chuncao had her silicone fake breasts hanging around her neck, and went out of the plastic surgery hospital. I saw that Ding Shi was on guard with a gun, Guo Weixiang was urinating under a telephone pole on the side of the road, and the armored carriage behind them was opened, and Sinan was leaning in, as if he was looking for something.
Zhou Rong: "Cough!"
Sinan stopped rummaging immediately, took out a bottle of water from the compartment, and walked quickly to the back car while drinking.
"...You two really stopped talking?" Chuncao asked in a low voice.
Zhou Rong didn't answer and asked, "What were you lying there muttering just now?"
"Also... It's nothing, he doesn't like Alpha, he feels that there is pheromone suppression, it's not safe... I said my pheromone is weaker than yours, he said yes, and then it's gone."
Zhou Rong nodded silently, and Chuncao said sympathetically, "I think Si Xiaonan may have been stimulated before. If the virus didn't break out, he would actually be suitable to set up a Beta Rights Promotion Association, calling for human rights equality to engage in public welfare and charity or something..."
As night fell, everyone returned to the armored vehicle for dinner.
Because of the accumulation of a lot of materials, Zhou Rong, the cheapskate, finally got a chance to be generous. He opened beer and more than a dozen cans of meat and vegetables, and dipped Laoganma with bread to eat. Sinan was still hiding in the biochemical car and didn't want to come over, so Chuncao went to him with food and drink, and came back after a while and said, "He doesn't want beer, so he asked if there is any old godmother."
"Is he really going to break up with us?" Guo Weixiang said disappointedly.
Zhou Rong said: "You tell him, if you cut off the relationship, there will be no old godmother."
Chuncao led the way, and came back soon this time: "'No, no, just wait and see; I want two blankets to sleep at night'."
Just as Zhou Rong was about to say that he had no blanket, everyone in the car stared at him with condemning eyes.
Zhou Rong: "...Give him three!"
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The night at the end of October in the north was already very cold. A few people crowded into the back of the armored vehicle to make a floor. Only Zhou Rong was separated from the others and slept in the outermost position by the door.
In the middle of the night, the moon is bright and the stars are rare.
The car door was slid open silently, and Sinan was wrapped in a blanket. He only stretched out his right hand and rummaged through the cardboard box with food beside the car door.
His voice was softer than that of cats when he was hunting, but there was no predetermined target in the cardboard box, not even other snacks. Lao Ganma only had the bottom of a bottle, and the plastic bag was full of soda crackers from the supermarket. and buns.
Sinan's eyes panned, Zhou Rong turned his back to him, snoring steadily, the pocket of his camouflage pants seemed to be stuffed with something bulging, revealing a sharp corner of the bag.
Simon: "...?"
Sinan didn't make any sound, stretched out two fingers and pinched the sharp corner.
Just as he was about to pull out the packaging bag with a slight force, Zhou Rong suddenly turned over and raised his hand, pressing down on the lightning-like area of Sinan's waist, wrapping himself around him and pressing him under him!
Boom! The floor was hit by the back of Sinan's head, and there was a dull knock.
Not far away, Guo Weixiang scratched his butt and turned over, muttering a few words indistinctly, as if he was talking about braised pork or something.
Sinan's brows knit together, his lips pursed in the moonlight turned red, and he stared at Zhou Rong silently.
The two of them remained in the overlapping position and did not move. After a few seconds, the surroundings returned to silence again.
Zhou Rong stared at Sinan's amber pupils, a high smile appeared in his eyes, and the corner of his mouth twitched. Then he took out the bag of candied apples from his trousers pocket, shook it, leaned over Sinan's ear and said slowly, "You..."
Before he finished speaking, his hands were empty, and the candied fruit was gone.
Sinan pushed him, snorted, rolled up the blanket, and rushed back to the biochemical car without moving.