Undead

Chapter 28

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"Put down the gun." Zhou Rong said with a single word, pointing the submachine gun at Feng Wentai.

Lu Hui was bleeding profusely and rolled on the ground in pain. The heavy machine guns of the other three special forces were locked on the Feng family bodyguards, the safety bolt was opened, and the index finger was on the trigger.

"I count to three, put down the gun, no one will die." Zhou Rong's eyes swept over the bodyguard's face one by one, and said slowly: "But whoever fires first, you are all dead, I promise you will die. Not much better than a lump of meat."

"one… "

"two… "

Before San did not exit, the first bodyguard was already trembling and put the pistol on the ground with a click.

The sense of reliance brought by a small pistol is far less than that of a heavy machine gun with a rate of fire of 900 rounds per minute, not to mention the heavy gun body of the latter is half the height of a person. When confronting each other, the huge threat of lethality is almost oppressive. of.

One was two, and the other two bodyguards gave in, shaking their pistols at their feet.

Zhou Rong said: "Kick here."

All three raised their pistols to the center of the open space, Zhou Rong winked back: "Spring grass."

The girl swung the assault step across her back, picked up the pistol, unloaded all the bullets and put them in the skirt pocket of her military uniform.

The tense atmosphere finally disappeared, the men in the corridor finally opened the door in fear, and the women stuck their heads out, watching the movement in the open space nervously.

Guo Weixiang and Ding Shi's guns were still aimed at the Feng family, but Zhou Rong threw his submachine gun, raised his empty hands, and turned around to the people, his stern gaze swept across every worried face. .

"Tomorrow," he said, his voice echoing through the atrium: "We will leave the fertilizer factory and lead everyone to the south to the military South China Sea headquarters shelter."

"Before the disaster, our 6th Squadron of Unit 118 came to City T from Military Region B to perform a top-secret mission. Because of the content of the mission, everyone took pheromone inhibitors. After the disaster, we led everyone to flee north. , there is no time and no need to explain the whole story to everyone until today."

"But I hope everyone understands that we will treat everyone in this team equally, including men, women, the elderly, children... After the disaster, all order and laws will no longer exist, and reality has become the darkness of the weak. The jungle; but in our contingent of less than forty men, all the laws, duties, and rights of human society still exist and remain in common use."

"On the way to the south, we will meet more survivors: men and women, young and old, old, weak, sick and disabled, there will be Alphas, and maybe even Omegas." Zhou Rong paused for a while, and then said: "But no matter how many people the team expands, We all stand on the same ground, which is to protect, support, and move forward side by side to continue the fire of survival.”

He looked at the faces with different expressions and pointed to the machine guns in Guo Weixiang's hands: "These guns exist to protect you, and the muzzles will always be outward. Please everyone witness this."

There was a long silence, no sound.

Then came the first slap in the crowd.

The survivors seemed to react suddenly, and the applause grew louder and louder.

Zhou Rong bowed his head in greeting, and then whispered to Chuncao: "Please come over to see the two bodyguards, please don't let people die."

He was talking about Wan Bin and Lu Hui, and Chuncao responded.

The Alpha surnamed Wan was still lying on the ground, his blood was about to dry out - if he hadn't been an Alpha, he would have bleed a lot by now, and the scene was really impactful, even the corners of Zhou Rong's eyes, who was used to seeing all kinds of miserable images. Can not help but jump twice.

He could see the difference between the blades on Wan Bin's body: they were basically not fighting injuries.

It was formed by deliberately inflicting pain, torture.

Sinan stood far away in the corner of the open space, his lips pursed tightly, and the dagger was clasped in one hand, hanging by his side.

Zhou Rong looked at him, and a very strange feeling suddenly rose in his heart, and a few paragraphs suddenly appeared in his subconscious: "The arrest target has a potential anti-social personality, is extremely destructive, and has been charged with multiple first-degree murders... "

"... acting cold-blooded, unpredictable most of the time, don't use any stimulating means to restore his sanity... "

Zhou Rong shuddered very slightly.

"Captain Zhou," Dr. Zheng suddenly stepped forward in a hurry.

Zhou Rong turned his head and saw that Dr. Zheng's face had changed, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he said softly, "That pregnant woman Wang Wen... was alerted by the sound of gunfire just now and is about to give birth prematurely..."

According to Zhou Rong's own words, when he was young, he was not afraid of the sky, he was not afraid of the sky, the gods blocked the gods and Buddhas, and he dared to blow up the tanks of the terrorists with a time bomb in his arms, if not because of the nature of his work. , he can make a hole in the sky.

But he did never see a pregnant woman in labor.

Zhou Rong hurriedly had Feng Wentai and the unfortunate bodyguards tied up, threw them in the garage and locked them up, then rubbed his hands and went up to the dormitory building. There was a mess everywhere. Several older women were surrounding the bed. Wang Wen had her hair disheveled and moaned softly.

"She didn't scream?" Zhou Rong was full of question marks: "Do you want hot water scissors, and cotton cloth, shouting force or something?"

Dr. Zheng said badly, "You've watched too many TV dramas, Team Zhou. Thirty-two weeks of premature birth, now this situation is very dangerous, let someone boil water to disinfect the gauze, keep the lighting, and keep the indoor temperature... Hurry, hurry up! She It's already painful!"

"..." Zhou Rong said bluntly, "I really only saw the gate of the mansion."

Zhou Rong hurriedly asked someone to prepare things, boil water for disinfection, and move electric heating and diesel generators. Dr. Zheng is not a professional in obstetrics and gynecology, and many procedures for premature birth are not easy. Women rushed to provide their own experience in childbirth, cheering for Wang Wen, and went to the kitchen to temporarily open fire to prepare for her postpartum heat. Soup drink.

All survivors were mobilized. Even the men who were vigilant outside were looking forward to it, talking nervously, as if this new life that was about to be born in the winter night symbolized some kind of distant and faint hope.

"Yes, yes!" Dr. Zheng was sweating, freeing up a hand to direct others: "Let's highlight again, keep the lights on!"

Zhou Rong quietly withdrew from the crowd, glanced left and right, and asked with a frown, "Where's Simon?"

Guo Weixiang was happy to be a father for no reason, and inexplicably had a cheap son. He was looking in on tiptoe in the corridor, and said casually, "Go back to his dormitory."

"I'll take a look." Zhou Rong simply dropped this sentence and got out of the crowd.

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"Si Xiaonan?"

The dormitory door was tightly closed, Zhou Rong patted it twice: "Comrade Xiaosi?"

There is no answer in it.

Zhou Rong had the keys to all the single rooms in the dormitory. After hesitating for two seconds, he unlocked the lock and pushed in the door.

On the single bed in the dormitory on the side of Sinan, Yuehua leaked in from the window, and a blue-white and cool light was reflected on his back.

He fell asleep.

Because of his posture, his head was slightly curled inward, his slender neck was hidden in the back collar of his shirt, and his side waist was deeply sunken, forming an arc-shaped shadow.

The indescribable lingering ambiguity of the shadow made people's eyes couldn't help but continue to look down along the figure, but the ups and downs were hidden in the blanket.

Zhou Rong stood on the side of the bed, and after a while, he raised his hand unexpectedly, and immediately stopped in mid-air.

As long as he dropped a few inches, his fingers would touch the narrowest part of the waist pocket, and through the thin shirt fabric, he could feel the fiery warmth in the depths of the shadows.

"..." Suddenly Sinan moved, seemed a little uncomfortable, and dawdled on the sheets a few times.

He shrank deep into the pillow, and his side cheeks were exposed to the moonlight because of this action. He saw that his cheeks were a little red, the eyebrows were twisted, and the tip of his nose was slightly sweaty, which made Zhou Rong stunned.

"… Um… "

Sinan exhaled, and the end sound trembled uncomfortably, as if trapped in some kind of blurred and chaotic dream. Immediately, he turned over, his neck was raised because he was leaning back, and his collar was messy and half-laid on the clear collarbone.

Zhou Rong looked down involuntarily, but found that the surface of his skin was a little flushed, he reached out to hold his forehead, and his body temperature was very high.

Have a fever

"Si Nan?" Zhou Rong whispered.

"… "

Zhou Rong's throat tightened, and his Adam's apple slid violently, as if he was forcibly suppressing some kind of thought with this action, he reached out and hugged Sinan's upper body, and patted his face lightly: "Wake up! You are sick. , get up and take your medicine!"

But Sinan, who was usually alert, fell into chaos. He opened his eyes in a daze for a while, and then closed them again.

"Sinan?"

"Walk… "

Zhou Rong was close to his lips, only to feel Sinan struggling, and said hoarsely: "Go away...!"

His movements were unexpectedly violent, and he broke free from Zhou Rong's arms, then rolled up the blanket and curled up on the sheets.

Because of the struggle, the hem of his shirt slid down his back, revealing a small section of bare skin, and the protruding vertebrae were clearly visible under the skin. Zhou Rong couldn't see this scene, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath before forcing himself to say in a stern tone: "What a temper! Get up and take medicine!"

"… go away!"

Zhou Rong reached out and grabbed his hot shoulder, forcing him to turn over and face him, but found that something was wrong.

-Sinan's habitually pursed lips were flushed red, and seemed to be faintly glowing with water, and hoarse breathing came from between his teeth, which sounded like a slight moan.

Zhou Rong suddenly remembered a possibility.

A few betas, which are very sensitive to pheromones, will briefly appear in estrus when they are stimulated by strong A/O pheromones. This kind of false estrus is usually easy to deal with. If there is no pheromone around him to continue to stimulate him, a person will subside after a while.

Sinan was shocked by the alpha pheromone, if he was fake estrus...

Zhou Rong's breathing became very heavy unconsciously, and his heart was pounding in his chest. He didn't even realize that his fingers holding Sinan's shoulders had sunk deep into his flesh, and he exerted so much force that if he peeled off his shirt, several red fingerprints should have appeared on his skin.

And that layer of cloth could hardly cover anything, and in the rapidly transpiring temperature, it seemed that the effect of barely covering the body gradually disappeared.

"What?" Zhou Rong asked in a low voice, "You're such an adult, why are you ashamed?"

He raised his hand and seemed to want to touch Sinan's sweaty forehead, but the latter suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Zhou Rong looked at the corners of his red eyes, while Sinan looked at him without saying a word.

After a while, Zhou Rong finally couldn't help lowering his head. He almost pressed his ear and asked, "What are you thinking, eh? Tell me about it."

Sinan still held his wrist tightly, neither loosening nor pushing away.

If you look closely, his jaw shows extremely tight lines, which is why he clenched his teeth and didn't dare to loosen it at all.

Zhou Rong knew that he should quit now. If he hadn't come in, the false estrus would have passed in his sleep, and when he woke up tomorrow morning, Sinan wouldn't even realize what he had experienced.

But he is here now.

Compared with ordinary Alpha, the more vivid and exciting pheromones constantly interfered with Sinan. The interference was almost tyrannical and malicious, and it played a role in pushing the seductive body in his arms that was constantly sliding into the abyss.

Zhou Rong's half-kneeling position on the side of the bed moved, the camouflage pants began to stretch and he felt a little uncomfortable. When he spoke again, the bass was already very hoarse: "Do you want me to go?"

Sinan's lips were slightly opened, and his breath made it full of water vapor, making it look very moist, but he still refused to speak.

Zhou Rong looked into his eyes and smiled slightly:

"Huh? Si Xiaonan?"

Sinan held him tightly and kept shaking, as if after a long time, he suddenly collapsed, and his fingers loosened slightly.

"—Brother Rong!" Footsteps sounded outside the door, and then Guo Weixiang shouted in the corridor not far away: "Brother Rong, are you there? Something happened!"

Zhou Rong suddenly turned his head and asked in a deep voice, "What?"

"Where are you?! Something is wrong!"

Guo Weixiang took a breath, and his voice trembled slightly: "Feng Wentai snatched the minibus, broke through the barbed wire, and is now preparing to run north!"