"Independent cold autumn, go north of the Xiangjiang River, head to Orange Island..."
"Looking at Wanshan is all over the place, the forests are dyed; the river is full of blue, and hundreds of boats are vying for the flow..."
Ding Shi said with a bitter face: "Brother Rong, I beg you, stop reading, it's like we're going on a 25,000-mile long march. We just broke through a barbed wire and stole two more planes, and then we left. okay?"
"I am a patriotic education that touches the needle. Do you have any ideas after passing through the Xiangjiang Revolutionary Holy Land?" Zhou Rong was a little dissatisfied: "The road ahead is so tortuous and the situation is so difficult, you shouldn't be immersed in the high revolutionary enthusiasm, ready to gear up. Do something?"
Ding Shi shoved the military binoculars to him, pointed out the window, and motioned for him to look for himself.
In the distance, black smoke billows from the local airport. The viaduct, the parking building, and the terminal building are full of zombies. Two passenger planes collided on the runway, the wings and turbines were torn apart, and the fuselage was burnt to pitch black coke.
Ding Shi pushed the telescope in front of Zhou Rong to an angle and let him look at the other side.
Private helicopter company. Several helicopters of different sizes landed in front of the building, the apron was surrounded by wire guardrails, and hundreds of zombies were stumbling around outside the guardrail.
The vast tarmac inside the barbed wire was empty, and not a single zombie could be seen.
"...It seems that the revolutionary journey is not that difficult," Zhou Rong said to himself.
According to the original plan, the team was divided into two groups. Zhou Rong and the other four drove two armored vehicles to force their way into the apron, while Sinan put on a riot-proof uniform, put a gun on his back, and transferred to the tourist bus with Guo Weixiang, leading the crowd to find a helicopter. Landing platform to pick up people.
"Yan Hao," Zhou Rong said suddenly.
Yan Hao was about to get up to send Sinan off when he heard the words.
Zhou Rong patted him on the shoulder and said casually, "Lend me something..." Then he reached out to pull out Yan Hao's earrings like lightning.
"What are you doing!" Yan Hao dodged immediately and jumped out of the car like an arrow. Zhou Rong roared: "Why do you and my comrade Xiaosi wear couple earrings? Give it to me!" Before he finished speaking, he followed, and the two suddenly scuffled into a ball.
Sinan was stunned, standing in front of the tour bus door, staring blankly at Zhou Rong.
"Who said that Sinan belongs to your family? Who are you?!"
"Fuck off, it's not yours anyway, if you don't believe me, ask yourself!"
"You don't need to ask, it's not yours anyway, you... go away!"
Zhou Rong pressed Yan Hao to the side of the armored vehicle, and tried to buckle the earrings. Yan Hao struggled under him: "I'm going to scream! I'm screaming!"
"So why do you suspect that they are a couple?" Guo Weixiang asked while chewing gum, leaning against the car door boredly.
"..." Sinan said blankly: "I don't know your Alpha very well."
Yan Hao flew with a kick, kicked Zhou Rong back two steps, covered his ears and rushed towards the armored vehicle.
Zhou Rong snorted, but he didn't chase after him. He immediately shifted his target, turned around and rushed in front of Sinan, hugged his waist with both hands, and with a force, placed him with his equipment on the side of the tourist bus, and his toes were off the ground. centimeter.
Simon: "...?"
Zhou Rong kissed him bravely.
Zhou Rong has not smoked for a few days, but there is still a warm tobacco smell between his lips and teeth, which is very pleasant. The tip of his tongue penetrated between Sinan's lips, and he licked gently from the front of the closed jaw, without giving Sinan a chance to refuse, and immediately separated his lips and tongue.
—Although his movements were swift and violent, he was unexpectedly careful and considerate. It seemed that there were countless indescribable affections conveyed in that lick.
"Wait for me to pick you up," Zhou Rong said in his ear, turning around and rushing back to the armored vehicle like an arrow.
"..." Sinan stood on the spot with a blank expression.
"Chun Cao let me go! Damn it, Sinan definitely doesn't want to take advantage of the danger..."
"Yan Hao, don't get excited! You can see that he is very willing!"
Zhou Rong was triumphant, and he rushed into the cab, whistling happily.
Sinan felt as if smoke was coming from above his head. But he didn't say anything, turned around and got into the tourist bus, moving with his hands and feet, and then sat down behind the driver's seat, burying his face in his palm, as if he didn't hear Guo Weixiang's fussing "Oh! Oh!" sounded.
Zhou Rong put his hands on his mouth in a trumpet shape: "Wait-brother-come-take-you!"
Then he waved his hand vigorously, retracted into the car window, and watched the tour bus slowly start and disappear behind the viaduct.
Chuncao screamed in another car: "Brother Rong! I can't stop Yan Hao if you don't leave!"
At half past four in the afternoon, the sky was still bright, and the sky was not dark.
The city turned into a huge tomb between heaven and earth, and the tourist bus drove off the viaduct and headed for the city center.
Opposite direction, where towns meet. The two armored vehicles drove towards the airport at full speed, and the zombies wandering outside the helipad moved when they heard the sound. However, assault steps and mortars protruded from the windows, and the gunfire exploded relentlessly among the zombies, and the smoke filled the air.
boom-
Two armored vehicles smashed into the highway guardrail, crushed the barbed wire, turned the fence into ruins in the shock, and rumbled into the concrete runway outside the apron.
Many zombies were crushed into two long lines of blood behind the car, and soon more zombies with broken arms and legs staggered to their feet, howled and followed the armored car and rushed into the wall.
"Yan Hao's team is ready!" Zhou Rong's voice came from the car's loudspeaker: "Confirm the target helicopter, I will drive with Yan Hao to cover, and Ding Shichuncao is ready to board the plane! Quick!"
In front of the office building, a row of colorful helicopters parked on the grass. The two armored vehicles rammed through the thorns, and at the same time came to the lawn, turned their heads and drifted in unison, and even the angle of the rear swing was exactly the same.
Brush pull - the outside of the rear wheels of the two cars, the grass splashes up, and the fan-shaped arc is perfectly parallel in mid-air.
"Why are you two so close! What's the relationship!" Chuncao shouted, opened the sunroof and climbed onto the roof of the car, and began to pry the door of the large helicopter in front of her: "I'm going to tell the news, the new mother is going to be angry!"
Yan Hao: "Shut up! Military academies teach this way! Do you understand the rules of action?"
Zhou Rong: "If you say that, your father will abandon you and give birth to a younger brother with your new mother!"
The surroundings were quiet for a second, and Zhou Rong bit his tongue sharply.
Ding Shi: "...New mother?"
Chuncao: "Who is the old mother?"
Yan Hao: "...?!"
Zhou Rong knew that he was wrong, and shouted hysterically, "Dad picked them up from the trash can! Shut up and go to work!"
Zhou Rong carried the mortar, razed the runway to the ground with a loud bang, and the torn zombie bodies rushed into the air, blooming like a fountain.
With two bangs of steel, Chuncao shouted, "Okay!"
Ding Shi: "Brother Rong, come up!"
The hatches of the two large helicopters were forcibly opened by military crowbars. Zhou Rong carefully patrolled the runway and apron to confirm that there were no large groups of zombies, and then put away the mortar and quickly picked up equipment and supplies from the armored vehicle. In the confusion, he was thrown into the cabin.
The explosion alarmed the zombies in the office building. The boss and employees of the helicopter company, wearing dirty suits, with crooked eyes and slanted noses, poured out of the gate to say goodbye to them.
"Stop shooting, Ding!" Zhou Rong shouted: "Just after stealing someone's plane, it's not right to kill someone to steal money!"
Ding Shi clasped his fists at the leading male zombie in an Armani suit, Hermes tie and Tieshi Toni leather shoes, and murmured: "I'm sorry, boss, please understand at this extraordinary time, the army needs to temporarily occupy your personal property, and fight against it. Then you can apply to the government for compensation with the purchase contract and invoice…”
Zhou Rong slammed the armored car door, carefully put away the car keys, and jumped into the helicopter driver's seat.
Not far away, Yan Hao and Chuncao also got into another plane, turned on the onboard power supply, and fired the turboshaft engine.
A few seconds later, two dark green helicopters took off slowly, flying towards the city center one after the other.
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Downtown, Second Ring Outer Street.
The business district is empty, and the road still retains the tragic image of the end of the day. The flesh that was eaten by the zombies rotted and turned black, the flies buzzed around the skeleton, the mice scurried across the street corners as the bus passed by; the black blood of the humans behind them soaked the garbage and slowly flowed into the sewers.
At the corners of the alleys and behind the buildings, zombies appeared from time to time, and they stretched out their hands to the passing buses.
The cloudy grey sky was covered in mid-air, looking down at the hellish apocalypse.
Guo Weixiang looked out the window, and gradually stopped talking, a trace of unconcealed melancholy rose between the young brows.
Suddenly he found another face reflected behind his shoulder in the car window, and when he turned back subconsciously, he met Sinan's calm gaze.
"… Huh? What?"
Sinan looked at him for a few seconds and asked, "Are you worried?"
Guo Weixiang nodded, sighed deeply, and slumped on the seat: "I'm thinking of my grandpa."
Sinan was quiet and did not speak.
"My grandfather... Hi, I don't know how he is doing. My parents left early, and my grandfather brought me up since I was a child. He is getting older, and I don't know if he has been transferred to the South China Sea with the government. You say this is the end of the world. Why did he come all of a sudden? Brother Rong is giggling all day long, but he is actually pretending a lot of the time. When he is gloomy, he is scary, but he will deliberately avoid it so that no one can see it."
Guo Weixiang's tone was very serious, and the only person who listened to him in his life was Zhou Rong besides his grandfather.
"Brother Rong said that our special forces can't be depressed and sighed. The hopes of the masses are all on us. When we look at us, their hearts will follow. If we talk about crisis, doomsday, etc. all day long, The masses should not be able to bear to commit suicide."
"Hey—" Guo Weixiang couldn't help it, and lowered his voice and sighed deeply: "But I'm still thinking, why is our generation so unlucky? Why is it so unlucky?"
Comrade Guo Weixiang's eyes were empty, his hands and feet were wide open, his neck was straight, like a yellow and half-wilted cabbage.
Sinan was thoughtful, and after a while, he leaned over and picked up his backpack, took out a can of Red Bull, and silently handed it to him.
"...Ah?" Guo Weixiang was very surprised, and then moved a little: "—No, thank you, I'm not thirsty. Thank you, thank you, you can keep it for yourself..."
He also didn't look like he was depressed due to physical fatigue. Sinan thought for a moment and asked, "Do you need Zhou Rong?"
Guo Weixiang said with a bitter face: "How do you say this. Although Brother Rong's habit of babbling makes people want to beat him, but occasionally he babbles are quite impressive, especially like now..."
Sinan slowly sat back to his seat, not knowing what he was thinking about, and whispered from his lips after a while, "I really want to."
"Right—the Independence Cold Autumn he was reading, go north of the Xiangjiang River, head to Juzizhou... Wancai Shuangtian is free... How come you're going to memorize it?"
Sinan said coldly, "I'm referring to Zhou Rong, not Zhou Rong's nagging."
Guo Weixiang didn't react at first. After a few seconds, he sat up and stared at Sinan's icy face with a mixture of shock and emotion.
Sinan was indifferent, as if he had forgotten his unexpected speech just now.
Then he closed his eyes and began to mutter something in his mouth.
Guo Weixiang: "…"
Guo Weixiang pricked up his ears and listened carefully for a long time. He felt that the bird's voice was full of cadence, but it was quite familiar. Finally, he couldn't help but ask humbly: "What are you reading?"
"Declaration of Independence, Pennsylvania, July 4, 1776." Sinan replied, "I don't know how to recite poetry, so you'll have to do it first."