Zhou Rongmeifeng jumped violently twice, and said briefly after half a second, "I see."
In spite of his slight resistance, he wrapped his arms around his back and bent his legs, hugged Sinan horizontally, went into the bathroom to get him, put him in the bathroom, turned around and picked up the shower, and the cold water on the winter night turned on Sinan's face. rush.
"Uh... uh!"
Of course, Sinan refused to do it. The struggle lasted for more than ten seconds. Finally, he knocked off the nozzle and shouted: "Get out!"
He was covered in water all over his body, his skin glowing from being soaked in the cold water, but the bottom of his eyes seemed to be on fire - angry.
Zhou Rong immediately raised his hands: "I'm sorry."
Zhou Rong's T-shirt was also completely wet, clinging to his body, showing the tight muscles of his upper body. What's embarrassing is that his camouflage pants clearly put up the tent because of the water, and he couldn't even hide it.
"I'm sorry," Zhou Rong repeated earnestly, mocking himself: "Would you like to beat me twice to calm down?"
Before he finished speaking, Sinan threw a heavy punch, knocking his head over!
"Bastard," Sinan said coldly.
Zhou Rong rubbed his face and stretched out his hand - before Sinan could hide, he felt him rubbing his hair a few times, and said with a hoarse smile, "Okay, it's even."
Immediately he stood up and coughed, and when he spoke again, his voice had become very normal: "Comrade Xiaosi, get dressed and change in three minutes, bring your weapons and gather downstairs!"
Zhou Rong stepped over him and walked out of the room. Guo Weixiang was standing in the corridor waiting. When he saw him coming out, his eyes swept up and down, and he was surprised: "Brother Rong...you are..."
"I don't want to put on clothes and take a bath, can't I?" Zhou Rong scolded and asked, "How is the situation now?"
"Ah? Oh, Feng Wentai and the others knocked out the guards, stole the keys of the minibus, and the barbed wire on the north side was completely collapsed..."
Zhou Rong strode toward the stairs, sighing inwardly.
I'll be on my right hand for the rest of my life, he thought.
At half past twelve in the middle of the night, north of the factory building.
People were in a hurry, running back and forth, and flashlights swept to and fro in the night. A large piece of barbed wire collapsed in the knee-deep dead grass. Chuncao instructed the men to use several rope hooks to hang the iron net separately, and personally pulled one of them, shouting: "Three, two, one!"
"rise!"
Everyone worked together, and the deformed iron net was slowly pulled up, making an overwhelmed squeak; then it broke into several pieces in exclamation, and slammed back into the soil!
Zhou Rong stopped in his footsteps, and when he spoke, there was a clear white breath: "How many degrees is it now?"
"Minus five degrees," Guo Weixiang said, "it will be cooler tonight."
The last ray of moonlight disappeared. The dark night is vast, with no stars and no moon, and the factory area that has lost the protection of barbed wire is endless.
In the distance, there are no fingers in the darkness, like a giant mouth quietly opened by the devil.
Zhou Rong suddenly had an uneasy premonition in his heart, but he concealed his uneasy feeling: "What about the guards of Feng Wentai?"
The guard was severely hit on the back of the head by a heavy object. When he was found, his head was bleeding and he fell on the grass behind the garage. He has not woken up until now. Zhou Rong probed his breath and pulse, and scolded in a low voice, "Fuck!"
Guo Weixiang covered the guard with the back blanket to help him keep warm, and said, "Ding Shi has already driven to chase them, so I guess it will be soon..."
"Impossible, it's too late. How can the guards keep the keys of the minibus?!"
"The car keys were originally kept by Dr. Zheng. Just now, after the delivery, he changed into clean clothes and handed them over to this man along with the keys. They have a good relationship. I didn't expect him to be sent to guard Feng Wentai and the others in a hurry..."
Zhou Rong knew that it was not the time to be held accountable, so he interrupted Guo Weixiang loudly: "Chuncao! Organize a rush to repair the iron net and ask Sinan to bury black powder on the road, hurry up! Where is Sinan?!"
Chuncao ran away, and Guo Weixiang said immediately, "I'll go drive and call Ding back!"
"No," Zhou Rong said flatly.
He seemed to hear something suddenly, raised his hand to stop Guo Weixiang, and walked forward slowly.
At the end of the wilderness, in the northern city of B, the cold wind swept the earth from the boundless night, bringing the sorrowful cries of distant souls.
Guo Weixiang stared at Zhou Rong's back. He was uneasy and did not dare to speak. When he was hesitating, he only heard two words: "...Not good."
The sound of the engine went from far to near, and the headlights suddenly turned on at the end of the road, followed by Ding Shi's heart-wrenching voice: "Brother Rong! Let everyone run!"
"A large number of zombies are heading south, coming here from City B, and they will arrive soon two kilometers away!"
The color of everyone in the open space changed, and the screams of fear resounded through the night sky!
"Quiet! It's fine! Don't be afraid!" Zhou Rong's stern shout resounded in the chaos, instantly stunned everyone, only to hear him say: "Within a diameter of 500 meters outside the factory, everyone will bury black powder and nitrocellulose. Hurry! Guo Weixiang arranges the mother and the wounded to get into the car, carry all the ordnance, and drive the armored car out!"
"Ding Shi! Prepare to respond to the transfer of the people. If you can't bring food and grass, you won't want it!"
Everyone moved in response, and every face was mixed with fear and anxiety. In the crowd, Zhou Rong turned his head and shouted to Guo Weixiang, who was turning around and running towards the garage: "Remember Yingjie!"
His roar overwhelmed all the noise: "Don't leave Yingjie behind!"
Guo Weixiang's nose is sour: "Yes!"
Ding Shi came galloping, slammed on the brakes and stopped beside Zhou Rong, panting and shaking his head: "Can't catch up, can't catch up at all, they're heading north, looking in the direction they should be facing the zombies."
"quantity?"
Ding Shi's voice trembled slightly: "Sudden cooling caused the zombies to move southwards, it's hard to count, thousands."
Zhou Rong made a decisive decision: "Go to the warehouse to get the flamethrower and three flares, return to the front of the road, the first wave of zombies arrives at 1.5 kilometers and fires one, the second one is fired at one kilometer, the third is fired at 500 meters, and then immediately Return to pick up all the survivors, and gather downstairs in the factory dormitory. Spring grass!"
Chuncao instructed the men to place explosives along the road, sweating profusely: "Yes!"
"When the second signal flare lights up, everyone will withdraw immediately, one less, and I will take you!"
"Yes!"
Zhou Rong stood in the open space with one hand pressed between his eyebrows, and after a while he remembered something: "Where's Simon?"
"Si Nan!" He raised his head and shouted.
His eyes swept through the busy crowd, but he didn't find the familiar and silent figure, and his heart suddenly sank: Angry
No, now is not the time to be angry, and Sinan is not that kind of person...
"What?" A cold voice sounded.
Zhou Rong looked back and saw that Sinan was wearing a riot police uniform, with the key to his explosion laboratory hanging around his neck, and holding two dozen nitroglycerin bottles in his hand, standing behind him frowning.
"I knew you didn't run away," Zhou Rong felt relieved, reached out and pinched his face: "It's Brother Rong's little treasure..."
Sinan tilted his head to hide and said angrily, "Do you want to drink nitroglycerin!"
Zhou Rong took advantage of him and took advantage of him. He was just about to reply that as long as the brother you feed dared to drink anything, suddenly a signal bomb swooped into the sky in the distance, emitting a bright and dazzling light.
The zombie tide has reached within 1.5 kilometers.
The people carrying the explosives almost ran back and forth. Zhou Rong couldn't care less about wiping the oil. He personally moved Sinan's "Flying Fire Meteor", half buried the powerful nitroglycerin on the road of the zombie tide, and yelled at people. To urge Guo Weixiang.
swoosh—
The second flare went up into the sky!
Chuncao's deafening roar sounded in the dark night in the distance: "All evacuate! Quickly, quickly!!"
The survivors ran back like crazy, but Zhou Rong took off his sprint step from his shoulders, held it in front of him, and strode forward against the flow of people.
"Captain Zhou!" In the sudden confusion, a sharp and changed female voice sounded: "Captain Zhou, it's not good!"
Zhou Rong shivered reflexively as soon as he heard the word "bad", and when he turned around, he saw Wu Xinyan stumbled and ran from the direction of the factory dormitory, her hair was scattered and her face flushed: "Zhou, Zhou team, Dr. Zheng , Dr. Zheng asked me to tell you…”
"The mother can't be transferred." She staggered to a stop, took a breath, and said in despair, "She can't go, she has a difficult birth."